With a single command, those below would scramble to their feet.
Yet, Chen Jiuyang's kin could not witness such a grand spectacle.
Only Chen Jiuyang stood alone on the mountain peak, filled with a sense of desolation.
"The lights are bright everywhere..."
"But not a single one is my home."
Chen Jiuyang found himself missing Qingzhu Town.
Deep within, he also recalled the day he embarked on the path of the Human Emperor.
However, whether misfortune was a blessing or not, he still did not know even after reaching this point.
The longing for Yao Zixuan could no longer be suppressed.
"In a little more time... I will be able to go to the Small Immortal Realm and bring Zixuan home."
It had been over ten years in the blink of an eye.
Now, Chen Jiuyang was clad in the Nine Dragon Robe, the nine dragon shadows on his body fully lit and roaring. The potent, sacred demonic energy constantly overflowed from his attire.
Chen Jiuyang simply stood there, exuding an aura of nobility, sanctity, terror, and mystery that pressed down upon all.
After unifying the Demonic Dao, he had become known as the 'Holy Lord', the 'Demon Emperor'. Chen Jiuyang's heart remained undisturbed.
Just as he had told his enemies before, "Your grand strategy is not my grand strategy."
From beginning to end, Chen Jiuyang had only wished for a peaceful corner to live an ordinary, quiet life.
As time passed, the Grand Elder of the Hall of Rites would occasionally come to report on matters.
"Reporting to the Holy Lord, the invitations have been widely distributed throughout the land."
"The Qi Tian Sect of the Small Immortal Realm, the Jiang family of the Small Immortal Realm's Imperial Clan, the Ji family of the Small Immortal Realm's Imperial Clan, the Wang family of the Small Immortal Realm's Imperial Clan..."
"The Ming family of the Immortal-Sealing Clan's forbidden grounds, and the Lotus Mother of the Lotus Sect have all agreed to attend the Holy Sect's grand ceremony."
"Lotus Mother?" Chen Jiuyang's eyes narrowed. "She's quite bold to dare attend our Holy Sect's grand ceremony."
Within a single day, numerous supreme powers from the Small Immortal Realm had agreed to observe the revival ceremony of the Chongming Sea.
After all, the Chongming Sea was a supreme power belonging to the Small Immortal Realm. Having disappeared for many years, its revival in the mortal realm meant its eventual return to the Small Immortal Realm.
When Chen Jiuyang had walked the path of the Human Emperor in the Small Immortal Realm, he had revealed the identity of the Chongming Sea behind him, which had already drawn much attention from various factions in the Small Immortal Realm.
Now, with the Imperial Path about to open, and after all factions had traversed the origin point of the Great Emperor's ancient path, the core would still remain in the Small Immortal Realm.
It was beneficial and harmless to re-establish contact with the Chongming Sea Holy Land in advance.
"Mm," Chen Jiuyang said, sitting on the dragon throne, propping his chin with one hand, listening to the Grand Elder's report with a blank expression.
"This subordinate will withdraw and continue to follow up."
The Grand Elder of the Hall of Rites respectfully retreated. Merely sitting there, this person before him exuded immense pressure, his peak fortune as tangible as substance.
He had already attained the position of Demon Emperor, becoming the Demon Emperor.
Chen Jiuyang had completed his own tasks; the rest were for others to handle.
The remaining time, Chen Jiuyang began to temper his Celestial Platform, preparing for the Ascension Platform.
He had thought that rescuing Yao Zixuan would bring complete peace.
But... the inevitable decline after the peak of the Human Emperor's path compelled Chen Jiuyang to continue advancing his cultivation.
He had to avoid this era and take an alternative path to emperorship.
Throughout his journey, he had enjoyed the many benefits of the Human Emperor's path, possessing unparalleled combat strength and naturally formed fortune. In a short period, he had soared to great heights, accomplishing in ten years what other prodigies might not achieve in a lifetime, along with numerous fortuitous encounters.
These things did not come without a price.
Most people would be content to have one of his several confidantes. Even the powerful Yan Hongming and Ye Tiannan only had one, while he, Chen Jiuyang, had several.
The battle on the front lines grew increasingly fierce, but with the intervention of the Supreme Lineage, the five great holy lands were unable to contend head-on.
This saved Chen Jiuyang from having to personally intervene during this period.
"If there are no other fortuitous encounters, and I cultivate normally as I am now... it will likely take five years to step into the next stage of the Celestial Platform..."
Chen Jiuyang had cultivated for six days. The spirit of his Celestial Platform had only produced a single drop of divine liquid to nourish it. It would take approximately five years to completely fill the entire first layer of the Celestial Platform with divine liquid.
Until this day.
The Grand Elder of the Hall of Rites bowed and entered the Sect Master's Hall, respectfully stating, "Reporting to the Holy Lord, the guests from various factions to observe the Holy Sect's grand ceremony have gathered. The Holy Lord should now appear, ascend the Ten Thousand Races Blood Seat, formally assume the position of Holy Lord, and announce to the world the revival of the Chongming Sea Holy Land!"
Chen Jiuyang ceased his cultivation, opened his eyes, and then a sky-obscuring demonic energy erupted from his body. With a flicker of his form, he appeared on the True Demon Sect's grand square, standing before the Ten Thousand Races Blood Seat.
On the True Demon Sect's grand square, the crowd was boisterous, with all manner of distinguished guests seated.
Suddenly, a dragon's roar exploded, followed by the descent of sky-obscuring demonic energy. A sense of nobility, power, divinity, terror, and mystery accompanied the appearance of the figure.
Nine dragon shadows roared out, and the sound of dragon cries reverberated throughout the heavens and earth.
The Grand Elder of the Hall of Rites immediately appeared, standing to the side in the void, and then, along with many disciples and elders of the Hall of Rites, formed seals to unlock the Ten Thousand Blood Seat.
"Rumble!"
The clouds in the sky swept down, and an unspeakable, immense terror descended.
Then, the Ten Thousand Races Blood Seat materialized.
"Today, with ten thousand guests present to witness our Holy Sect's revival ceremony, this heart is to be praised. This is a fortunate event for our Holy Sect!"
Chen Jiuyang's voice, filled with authority, echoed.
Following this, ancient ceremonial music began to play, and immortal light emanated in waves. All sorts of auspicious phenomena spontaneously revived from the Ten Thousand Races Blood Seat, with demons dancing wildly, as if to invert the heavens and earth. Such a spectacle could not help but stir the hearts of all present.
Chen Jiuyang stepped onto the stairs, immortal light and demonic energy crisscrossing the heavens and earth, infinitely magnifying Chen Jiuyang's figure and aura, as if to imprint themselves into the hearts of everyone present.
Upon reaching the summit, the Holy Artifact 'Eternal Calamity' appeared. Moments later, the Holy Artifacts of the other eight sects also tore through space and materialized.
Demonic energy surged!
"Assume the position of Holy Lord!" the Grand Elder of the Hall of Rites roared loudly.
Throughout the heavens and earth, Dao rhymes flowed, and immortal light surged.
The nine great Holy Artifacts abruptly transformed their forms.
"Clang!!!"
An ancient bell chime suddenly rang out, filled with sanctity, ritual, solemnity, supremacy, bloodlust, mystery, and more.
First, the True Demon Sect's Holy Artifact 'Eternal Calamity' transformed its form, changing from an ancient scroll into a phenomenon: the vast Chongming Sea. Then, the residual images of all the patriarchs who had left their legacies throughout the ages appeared.
"Clang!!!"
Tens of thousands, millions of figures, like gods and demons, appeared behind Chen Jiuyang. This sight alone made one's scalp tingle.
Beneath one man, millions of divine and demonic powerhouses collectively revered Chen Jiuyang.
This was a glimpse of the Chongming Sea's foundation.
Then, the armor of the Great Dream Lineage's Holy Artifact was donned by Chen Jiuyang.
Immediately after, a mirror transformed into a crown and was placed upon Chen Jiuyang's head.
Furthermore, the ancient zither of the Joyful Union Lineage transformed into a hairpin, elegantly tucking up Chen Jiuyang's long hair.
Next, other Holy Artifacts transformed into different components and appeared on Chen Jiuyang's person.
"Clang! Whoosh!!! Ha!!! Hong!!!"
Ancient syllables played out a solemn and supreme melody.
The Grand Elder of the Hall of Rites roared:
"The Chongming Sea returns to the world, it shall be the Immortal King descending upon the Nine Heavens!!!"