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Chapter 2698: Why Are You Here?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation   Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Before long, the White Dragon’s tomb was whisked away from the mysterious island by the Celestial Thearch and relocated to an alternate dimension on the verge of collapse.

It was akin to roasting the White Dragon over an open fire, waiting for that guy to show up, play the hero, and save the dragon, thereby buying tfor the Celestial Thearch to happily pass the throne to the Golden Trigram.

Inside the dragon tomb, the White Dragon remained in a daze. She pondered, if he were to appear, would she prefer him to cto her rescue? Or did she hope he wouldn’t fall into the Celestial Thearch’s scheme, ignore her, and focus on causing trouble for the Celestial Thearch?

The White Dragon sister was torn, as an adult dragon, she desired both outcomes.

After launching the dragon tomb into the alternate dimension, the Celestial Thearch kept a close eye on the timing, returning to the side of the white-robed Golden Trigram to conduct the “succession ceremony.”

The shadow of the mysterious island and the butterfly below overlapped, while the stars in the sky aligned according to the Celestial Thearch’s calculations.

The forces of heaven and earth were guided by the Celestial Thearch.

It’s worth noting that the location of Spirit Butterfly Island was highly unique.

Despite its seemingly ordinary appearance, under the Celestial Thearch’s calculations, it occupied the core area of the Earth’s fate.

“Are you ready?” the Celestial Thearch stood before the white-robed Golden Trigram, his tone solemn.

Not far away, Nine Lanterns observed the “coronation ceremony” through a barrier.

“If I were to say I’m not mentally prepared, would you agree to delay the succession?” the white-robed Golden Trigram questioned.

“Impossible. The timing and location are perfect. If we miss it, we’ll have to wait for another few hundred years. I can’t wait that long now,” replied the Celestial Thearch.

“Well, then whether I’m ready or not doesn’t really matter,” retorted the white-robed Golden Trigram.

“There’s a difference,” the Celestial Thearch pressed his hand on the white-robed Golden Trigram’s head. “If you’re ready, you can grit your teeth and endure the pain. If not, the pain will cvery suddenly, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to hold back the tears.”

The white-robed Golden Trigram remained speechless.

“Well, let’s begin. From today onwards, you are the Celestial Thearch,” the Celestial Thearch declared solemnly.

This most weighty process of “succession to the throne” in the myriad realms was carried out in a manner so pitiful that it pained the heart.

There were no imperial decrees, no grand coronation ceremonies, and no participation from the monarch and his subjects.

Throughout the entire process, only the Celestial Thearch patted the white-robed Golden Trigram’s head and informed him that from today onwards, he was the Celestial Thearch.

“Just like that?” the white-robed Golden Trigram questioned.

[“Just like that?” ] Nine Lanterns, who was observing the ceremony, was equally puzzled.

“The form doesn’t matter. What’s important is the result,” the Celestial Thearch smiled and glanced up at the void.

On the palace ceiling, a projection of the starry sky appeared, with stars streaming down, carrying the power of the heavens. Below, the mysterious island and Spirit Butterfly Island resonated, activating the power of the earth.

The Celestial Thearch reached into his sleeve and withdrew a crudely crafted “Emperor’s Sword.” Despite its makeshift appearance, it was forged by the Celestial Thearch, making it of the standard “Immortal’s divine weapon” caliber.

After drawing the Emperor’s Sword, the Celestial Thearch thrust it between himself and the white-robed Golden Trigram.

“From now on, the Emperor’s authority and the Dao of Power belong to you,” the Celestial Thearch declared, tapping lightly on the hilt of the sword. Behind him, an image of an incredibly prosperous palace appeared.

It was the complete Heavenly City, with countless palaces rising and falling, forming an ancient Heavenly City that once reigned over the myriad realms.

The illusory ancient Heavenly City transformed into countless streams of light, converging onto the Emperor’s Sword. Using the sword as a medium, they reflected onto the white-robed Golden Trigram.

These streams of light were the Celestial Thearch’s “Dao of the Heavenly Court,” the most suprGreat Dao of the Immortal Dao!

And all these streams of light were absorbed by the white-robed Golden Trigram’s body.

Subsequently, the aura of the white-robed Golden Trigram surged, stepping half a step beyond the Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender Realm and forcibly breaking into the ranks of Immortals.

If other Immortals in the universe were to witness this scene, they would likely be so shocked they couldn’t close their mouths. The path of immortality that had already been embarked upon could actually be transferred? Such a thing had never occurred in the myriad realms.

The path of immortality wasn’t a skill that could be passed on at will.

Even twins born from the smother couldn’t inherit each other’s path to immortality.

Even the white-robed Golden Trigram, who had accepted the position, was stunned for a moment.

He had thought the succession was merely a ritual. In his opinion, the Celestial Thearch should have used smethod to transfer the power of the ancient Heavenly City to him. Then, the Celestial Thearch would relinquish the Dao of the Heavenly City through the ritual, and he would receive all the fragments of the ancient Heavenly City and depart from the Dao of the Heavenly City according to the method given by the Celestial Thearch.

He never expected the Celestial Thearch would directly pass on the Dao of the ancient Heavenly City to him, allowing him to cross the Tribulation Transcender realm and becan Immortal.

This unimaginable event actually happened to him.

“Does the Dao of the Heavenly Court itself have the function of transmitting strength?” the white-robed Golden Trigram couldn’t help but ask.

Could it be that the Dao of the Heavenly Court possessed such a special effect, much like the “Throne”?

“You’re correct. That’s exactly it,” the Celestial Thearch replied softly.

As she spoke, the flow of the “Dao of the Heavenly Court” behind her intensified, pouring madly into the white-robed Golden Trigram.

Intense pain engulfed the white-robed Golden Trigram, causing his consciousness to bechazy.

“She’s lying.” Although his mind was muddled, the white-robed Golden Trigram could tell the Celestial Thearch was lying. The Dao of the Heavenly Court didn’t actually have the ability to pass down the throne.

The streams of light formed by the Dao of the Heavenly Court continued to enter the Golden Trigram’s body continuously.

Throughout the process, the white-robed Golden Trigram’s body did not reject the Dao of the Heavenly Court.

His body’s compatibility with the Dao of the Heavenly Court was perfect, so there was no concept of rejection at all… It was as if he and the path of the heavenly courts should have been one.

The white-robed Golden Trigram opened his mouth, but before he could speak, waves of pain surged over him, each more intense than the last.

The white-robed Golden Trigram’s consciousness was pushed higher and higher by the waves of pain… His consciousness sublimated in pain, and his divine sense began to rise to the level of an Immortal.

“Pain…” His brain was filled with the concept of pain. It was so painful that he could not think. His mind was filled with only pain.

At this moment, he really wished that he could share his pain with others…

“Pain, pain, pain… What kind of pain is this?” A young voice suddenly sounded in the white-robed Golden Trigram’s mind.

This voice didn’t belong to the present. It seemed to be transmitted from the future!

This was because the Great Dao of the Heavenly Courts involved the laws of time.

Therefore, the white-robed Golden Trigram, who was in pain, captured this voice that cfrom the future.

Who was it?

Who’s talking in my head?

“Ah, why are you here!” At the stime, the Celestial Thearch who was imparting strength exclaimed..