Sometime before, Heavenly Court
In the opulent halls of the Heavenly Court, Zenith Heaven Emperors, finds himself engaged in a remarkable display of multitasking. Currently, he is transmitting the sermon content to Song Shuhang and Soft Feather, while at the same time ordering for Ah Chang to come and see him.
The Emperor's piercing gaze shifts with lightning speed as he catches sight of Ah Chang, his trusted Prime Minister, entering the room. Without a moment's hesitation, Zenith Heaven Emperor beckons Ah Chang to approach him with a single wave of his hand. "Ah Chang, assemble the Heavenly Court immediately! We cannot afford to waste any more time!" His voice reverberates through the chamber, each word carrying the weight of his unwavering authority.
Ah Chang bowed deeply before turning on his heels. With unwavering loyalty, he hurried to carry out his lord's command.
While waiting for the Heavenly Court to assemble, he finalizes his studies of the Heavenly Way Sermon mechanism, confident that he can invoke it later on.
The towering doors of the majestic throne room creak open, revealing a sliver of golden light that spills into the dimly lit corridor. The anticipation in the air is palpable, like static electricity crackling before a storm. With measured steps and an air of gravitas, the highest-ranking members of the court make their grand entrance.
Leading the procession, the Northern Great Emperor strides forward with an aura of unyielding authority. His mere presence seems to command the attention of all who lay eyes upon him. He is followed closely by the Eastern Great Emperor, whose swift and agile movements belie his immense power. With each step, the ground beneath him seems to tremble in reverence.
Next in line is the Western Great Emperor, a figure shrouded in mystery and intrigue. His movements are slow and deliberate, as if he holds the weight of the world on his shoulders. His eyes, hidden beneath a veil of shadows, seem to hold ancient secrets waiting to be unveiled. Bringing up the rear is the Southern Great Emperor, whose every step exudes an aura of fiery passion. His presence ignites the room, filling it with an almost tangible heat.
As the four directional Great Emperors take their positions, a wave of awe washes over the room. Countless pairs of eyes turn their gaze towards the entrance, their hearts pounding in anticipation. Following in the wake of these formidable figures, a sea of Eternal Life Beings and Tribulation Immortals gracefully file into the room, their steps light and purposeful.
Each Eternal Life Being seems to emanate an ethereal glow, their bodies suffused with a radiant energy that defies explanation. Their movements are graceful, like dancers in a celestial ballet, as they navigate the space with an otherworldly elegance. Their eyes, filled with wisdom accumulated over countless millennia, gleam with an inner light that captivates all who dare to meet their gaze.
The Tribulation Immortals, on the other hand, carry an air of profound resilience. Their bodies bear the scars of countless battles, and yet, they stand tall and unyielding. With each step, they seem to exude an aura of indomitable strength, their presence a testament to the trials they have overcome. Their eyes, filled with a fierce determination, burn like smoldering embers.
Finally, the procession reaches its climax as the members of the court come to a halt, their movements synchronized as if by some unseen force. In unison, they kneel before their Emperor, their heads bowed in deference. The weight of their unwavering loyalty hangs heavy in the air, a tangible testament to their devotion.
The room is now filled with a profound silence, broken only by the steady beating of hearts and the soft rustling of robes. Zenith Heaven Emperor, who sits majestically upon the Throne, observes the court with a regal gaze.
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On the vast field of the Heavenly Court, bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun, an awe-inspiring sight unfolds. The army, under the command of Monster Hunter Eternal Life Being, gathers in preparation for battle. As far as the eye can see, over a hundred corps, each consisting of warriors of unmatched skill and indomitable spirit, stand in perfect formation.
The army's formation begins to take shape, each corps falling into position with meticulous precision. The ground rumbled beneath their feet, as if the earth itself trembled in anticipation of the forthcoming battle.
The air crackles with anticipation, carrying with it a sense of both trepidation and excitement. The soldiers, their armor gleaming in the fading light, exude an aura of formidable strength. They stand tall and resolute, their expressions a reflection of unwavering determination. With every breath, they inhale the scent of imminent conflict, their hearts pounding in unison.
Each corps presents a spectacle of discipline and precision. The first corps, known as the 'Blazing Phoenix Brigade,' takes its position at the forefront. Clad in fiery red armor adorned with intricate phoenix motifs, they embody the passion and ferocity of their namesake. Their weapons, glinting in the sunlight, are wielded with the grace and expertise of seasoned veterans.
Behind them, the "Roaring Dragon Legion" slithers into formation. These warriors, draped in shadowy green attire, move with an eerie stealth that belies their true power. Their eyes, sharp and vigilant, scan the surroundings, ready to strike at a moment's notice. The air around them seems to still, as if even the wind holds its breath in their presence.
Further back, the "Beast Divine Corps" positions itself with a thunderous roar. Clad in majestic golden armor, they radiate an aura of regal authority. Their footsteps, like the rumble of an approaching storm, echo across the field. Each soldier carries themselves with a noble bearing, their faces etched with a determination that knows no bounds.
As the various corps take their places, a symphony of unity and purpose fills the air. Monster Hunter Eternal Life Being, stand at the forefront. His presence alone commands respect, his name whispered in hushed tones across the land.
In one of the highest ranking corps, White Dragon, the Gold Dragon Primogenitor, can be seen leading the Roaring Dragon Legion. She stands with an air of calculated composure. Her eyes, filled with an ancient wisdom, seem to penetrate the veil of shadows that surrounds her. With a subtle nod, she signals her soldiers to maintain their stealthy vigilance.
Zither Lord Phoenix Rite, the embodiment of untamed strength, stands tall at the head of the Blazing Phoenix Brigade. Her fiery mane of hair matches the intensity of her gaze, a gaze that has seen countless battles and emerged victorious. She raises her sword high, a signal to her warriors that the time for action is near.
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After the entire Heavenly Court is assembled, the Profound Sage Sermon, is drawing to a close. Amidst the silence, Zenith Heaven Emperor, seizes the opportunity to make his move. Like a shadow slithering through the night, he stealthily uses his powers to approach the Sage Sermon mechanism.
He activates his Way of Eternal Life to its full extent and silently usurps temporary control over the Sermon function. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the Zenith Heaven Emperor activates the Sage Sermon function, displaying what transpires in the halls of the Heavenly Court to the whole world.