<h4>Chapter 1105: Chapter 1105: Tian Zhao Central Pce (4th Update)</h4><h4></h4>


    Tian Zhao Inner Pce.


    This is a vast expanse ofnd.


    In fact, the sun, moon, and stars of the entire Tian Zhao Realm all originate from here.


    Therefore, the scenery here is also very peculiar, with half of the sky in daytime and the other half in night.


    Day and night changing is just them permeating each other, eventually switching sides.


    And in the exact middle of this boundlessnd stands a peak whose height is beyond estimation.


    If you stand at the foot of the mountain and look up, you will feel as if the entire sky is upheld by this mountain.


    That is why this mountain is known as Qingtian Peak.


    And the lord of all deities in the Tian Zhao Realm, the Tian Zhao Divine King!


    He resides within the Tian Zhao Inner Pce at the top of this mountain peak.


    At this moment.


    All around Qingtian Peak, various flying boats hade to a halt, and countless powerful deities disembarked from their flying boats, heading on foot towards the summit.


    The reason for such bustle was that today was the Tribute Day.


    ording to tradition, on this day, all the powerful deities of the entire Tian Zhao Realm must make their way to pay homage to the Tian Zhao Divine King.


    Only for a thousand years now, this Tian Zhao Divine King had barely shown himself.


    Even for the deities dwelling upon thisnd, catching a glimpse of the Divine King was almost impossible.


    Despite this, when Tribute Day came, all deities still rushed over early, not daring to ck in the slightest.


    The mountain was high, but under the swift pace of these powerful beings, it was quickly reached.


    And there was an extremely wide za on the mountainside, still some distance from the peak.


    All the deities had ascended to the za and then began to converse with one another.


    Although the tribute had be ceremonial in name only, exchanging information through such a gathering had be an established custom.


    "Hey, do you think the Divine King will show up this time?" a deity quietly asked.


    "I doubt it. The Divine King hasn’t appeared for a thousand years. This so-called tribute is just a formality, probably the same this time!" another responded.


    "Hey, have you heard?"


    "Heard what?"


    The speaker lowered their voice, "I’ve heard rumors that Divine King seems to have encountered some problems with his cultivation, that his cultivation level has greatly declined, which is why he hasn’t shown his face for a thousand years!"


    Upon hearing this, everyone around changed color.


    "Have you lost your mind? Daring to speak such words here?" someone reprimanded sharply, then looked up with a fearful face at the summit shrouded in dense fog.


    They knew that behind that fogy the Inner Pce.


    When they heard this reprimand, the talkative person still looked indifferent.


    "Ohe on, why be so timid? If I dare to say it, then I obviously have my reasons! And look, I’m fine right now, aren’t I?"


    As they spoke, they maintained an air of nonchnce.


    "But still..."


    "There are no ’buts’! If the Divine King was fine, he would’ve obliterated me before I even finished my sentence!"


    The crowd fell silent.


    But at that moment.


    An indifferent voice came, "Oh? From your tone, it seems you are convinced that the Divine King is already dead?"


    As the voice echoed, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the sky above the za.


    When the brilliance dissipated, there stood a woman as cold as ice.


    This woman wasn’t supremely beautiful, but she had a certain charm, herplexion morbidly pale, sending chills down one’s spine.


    Upon seeing this woman.


    Everyone in the square hastily bowed in a respectful salute, "We’ve seen the Guard Commander, milord!"


    That’s right.


    The visitor was none other than Qing Hong, the most trusted Guard Commander beside Tian Zhao Divine King, who had acted as the spokesperson during the Divine King’s millennium of seclusion.


    Qing Hong nodded coldly, then turned to the person who had spoken earlier and said indifferently, "Were you just suggesting that something has befallen the Divine King?"


    The person trembled all over, fear apparent in his eyes, and then he frantically shook his head, "No... not at all, how dare I curse the Divine King, I just heard some rumors, please forgive me, Great Qing Hong!"


    Qing Hong said nothing, still looking coldly at him.


    The man’splexion became even paler as he pleaded, "It’s my fault, I should not have spoken nonsense, please spare my life, Great Qing Hong!"


    At that moment, Qing Hong said coldly, "Take your own life!"


    Upon hearing this, the man fell to his knees with a thud, wailing, "Milord..."


    Qing Hong’s gaze narrowed slightly, "You won’t even heed my words?"


    The man shook violently, a look of utter despair in his eyes, then he lowered his head in resignation, and his head burst open. His lifeless body slowly fell to the ground.


    Qing Hong stepped forward, bent down, and rummaged through the bloody mess of a corpse, then pulled out a somewhat turbid crystal.


    This was the Divine Crystal formed after the man’s death.


    But when held in hand, Qing Hong weighed it briefly, then suddenly clenched it.


    With a crack, the Divine Crystal was crushed into two pieces.


    The faces of all present went pale.


    For they knew that to the deities, this was akin toplete annihtion of the soul.


    Such ruthless measures indeed had their intended effect.


    When Qing Hong looked over the crowd again, every person, regardless of their cultivation level or divine position, respectfully lowered their heads.


    "We’ve seen Great Qing Hong!"


    Only then did Qing Hong nod in satisfaction, "Alright, this was just a lesson, but if I ever hear anyone speaking ill of the Divine King behind his back again, the consequences will be ten times more severe than this. Do you understand?"


    The crowd replied in unison, "Yes!"


    Qing Hong slowly made his way to a raised tform in the center of the square, surveyed everyone underneath, and said faintly, "The Divine King is in seclusion, so His Excellency will still not be present for this tribute!"


    Then Qing Hong’s gaze swept across each person’s face, "Now I ask you, has everyone arrived?"


    No one dared to speak.


    Many were trembling slightly.


    Away from this ce, they might be powerful deities ruling over their own realms, but here, they dared not even lift their heads.


    "No talking? Does that mean I have to inspect each one of you personally? Hmm?" Qing Hong said coldly.


    The crowd stirred slightly, then many exchanged surreptitious nces.


    After a while, someone spoke in a trembling voice, "Great Qing Hong, the Cursed Goddess has note!"


    "That’s right! The Cursed Goddess hasn’te!"


    With these cries, Qing Hong’s gaze grew colder.


    "The Cursed Goddess..."


    She was all too familiar with that name.


    For a millennium, this new deity had been making quite the name for herself.


    It was even said that she now had the potential to attack the Great Luo Powerful One level.


    Unexpectedly, she had the audacity to be so arrogant, not evening for the tribute.


    "Very well, it seems this Cursed Goddess feels her strength is formidable, so much so that she doesn’t even bother to attend the tribute!"


    No one dared to pick up this thread.


    But at that moment.


    Ripples appeared in the nearby void, followed by a figure slowly materializing.


    Along with the appearance, came a calm voice.


    "I apologize, the Cursed Goddess can no longere!"