Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1581: One thousand thirty-eight Arrange seats_2

Essentially, the closer to the front, the stronger the power. Figures like Master Randeng, who hang at the very end, are positioned near the entrance, barely squeezed in.

It is true that, with the changes of Heaven and Earth, many Great Divine Transcendents are no longer present. Figures like Di Jun Taiyi, Red Cloud Kunpeng, and others, yet no one dares to take their places.

Even if there are newcomers, they would silently take their seats at the very back, to show respect to their predecessors.

However, Jiang Chen did not do so. After greeting Empress Nuwa and the Upper Qing Saints, he glanced left and right, saw a large empty space not far away, and went straight to take a seat there.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, some Great Divine Transcendents frowned, their lips moved as if they wanted to say something, but they eventually held back.

The seat Jiang Chen took was no one else’s but the one that belonged to the past Taiyi. And of course, the reason there was a large empty space here is that this group of transcendents from the Demon Clan had perished.

Truth be told, there must be some mystery to the front seats of Zixiao Palace, and this can easily be seen since even the weakest of those who were seated at the front in the past are now at least Sub-Saints.

There are no few Great Divine Transcendents coming to Zixiao Palace this time, envious of the seats belonging to individuals like Taiyi Di Jun and others, but for all their envy, not a single one dares to usurp their seats.

They are still afraid! Di Jun Taiyi may have perished, but who’s to say they won’t revive one day, and if at that time you’ve taken their seat and incurred karma with them, it wouldn’t be so easy to resolve afterwards.

On the other hand, Jiang Chen has no such concerns. He has already become mortal enemies with the Demon Clan; usurping their seats is nothing to him, and if there were a chance, Jiang Chen would even dig up their graves.

Behind the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, his disciples watched as Jiang Chen calmly took his seat, their eyes filled with envy.

Throughout the Zixiao Palace, they must be the weakest presence. Their admittance is not due to their own merit, but because of their master’s support.

Therefore, while others have their seats, they can only stand respectfully behind the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign.

Jiang Chen should have also stood respectfully behind the Upper Qing Saints, but as a third-generation disciple, his status is much more esteemed than theirs. Even upon arriving at Zixiao Palace, he would receive special treatment.

"It’s been many years since we gathered at Zixiao Palace, never expected that this time there would be so many unfamiliar faces. Our Mystic Sect truly is becoming ever more prosperous," said the Saint of Taiqing, seemingly trying to lighten the somewhat oppressive atmosphere with a smile.

Indeed, many new faces have appeared. Initially, Zixiao Palace housed only three thousand, and all were Innate Dao Sovereigns. But now, the attendees number well over tens of thousands, and their power has increased greatly; even the weakest among them are Quasi-Saints.

This is indeed a sign of the Mystic Sect’s prosperity, where numerous wanderers have spread branches and leaves. Their disciples have achieved in cultivation and now possess the capability to stand on their own, hence the increase in attendees from three thousand to tens of thousands.

"Indeed, there are many new faces, but also many familiar faces that are absent," someone said in a sarcastic tone from below, critiquing how saints force their own sect members.

Everyone knows that, in the last few Quantitative Calamities, due to the covert schemes of the saints, many Mystic Sect Great Divine Transcendents have fallen.

Even the direct heirs of the saints have blood on their hands from Great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect. (This refers to Jiang Chen, who has killed several of the sect’s transcendent beings.)

One might say that there are more Mystic Sect powerhouses who died at the hands of the saints than by outsiders.

In recent years, the living Great Divine Transcendents have increasingly banded together. Why? To guard against the saints, to prevent being suddenly calculated against one day, and unexplainably perishing.

"Truly, many fellow Daoists have ventured into the Great Chaos, lost contact, and we do not know their current state," said the Saint of Taiqing, his expression unchanged, while the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign beside him, as if misunderstanding the previous statement, spoke with a face full of concern.

Indeed, a group of living Great Divine Transcendents did not attend. A long time ago, some transcendent beings, seeking a breakthrough, left the Prehistoric World for the vaster Great Chaos— the birthplace of Pangu Great God.

The boundless Great Chaos is a paradise for Chaos Demigods, long isolated from the Chaos World. Those transcendent beings who entered it naturally lost touch with the Prehistoric World.

Countless years have passed now, and as for the current status of these transcendent beings—whether they are alive or dead—is truly unknown to anyone.

"Alas, it has been billions of years since we parted, and there is no knowledge of their fate. Have they achieved enlightenment? Why have they not returned? Could they be lost in the Great Chaos?" freewёbnoνel.com

A Great Divine Transcendent sighed deeply. With such a long absence, many were worried that something had befallen them, for there had been no news at all.

"Chaos is boundless and vast, even a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial is but a drifting duckweed within it, insignificant."

"However, there is no need to worry. Over the years, I have sent numerous avatars into the Great Chaos to search for those fellow Daoists. It shouldn’t be long before we receive some news."

The Saint of Taiqing continued after the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, easily steering the conversation elsewhere.

"That’s very considerate of Daoist brother."

A large group of Great Divine Transcendents below echoed the sentiment, as if to brush aside the concerns.

For the dead are gone, and the living should not dwell on the past. It is better to take care of oneself first. Otherwise, what? Could we possibly overturn the verdict for Di Jun Taiyi and others? Are we seeking death even more swiftly?

Jiang Chen remained silent throughout, not uttering a word.

Zixiao Palace was simply too hostile a place for him.

Looking around, most present were foes, with only a handful of allies. Who knows how many Great Divine Transcendents were eyeing him with malice in the dark? It was like living with a sword over one’s head, extremely uncomfortable.

Had it not been the wrong place and time, Jiang Chen genuinely feared they would swarm him and beat him to death.

As time ticked by, the Taoist Ancestors maintained their absence; however, during this period, others arrived consecutively.

Among them was Jiang Chen’s acquaintance, the Jade Emperor Haotian. Upon entering Zixiao Palace, he glanced around and took a seat beside Jiang Chen.

That was Di Jun’s seat, and it was fitting for the Jade Emperor to take it.

Originally, the Jade Emperor had a spot in Zixiao Palace, but that was a Daoist boy’s place; for him to sit there now would be inappropriate, given his current status. Taking Di Jun’s seat, on the other hand, seemed right, signaling that he was taking over Di Jun’s responsibilities.

After a while, the Taoist Ancestors finally made an appearance. Suddenly, in the center of the main hall, an amiable old Daoist appeared on the cloud bed.

Seeing him, everyone quickly got up to pay their deep respects: "Disciples pay homage to our Master (Teacher, Ancestral Master)."

"Sit down."

The Taoist Ancestors waved their hands, gesturing for everyone to take their seats. However, when they caught sight of Jiang Chen and the Jade Emperor, their gaze paused, and they continued:

"Both the Star Lord and the Heavenly Emperor are supreme in Heaven and Earth, representing the dignity of the Chaos World. How could they be seated beneath others?"

With that said, they waved their large sleeves, and suddenly two meditation cushions appeared opposite the six Saints.

"You two sit over here."

Pointing towards the newly-appeared cushions, the Taoist Ancestors addressed Jiang Chen and the Jade Emperor.

Seeing this, everyone showed a look of surprise. While some Saints remained expressionless on the surface, internally they were greatly displeased.

Before, everyone had said that the status of the Star Lord and the Jade Emperor was no less than that of the Saints, even surpassing them. These were words spoken among them, yet unacknowledged by the Heavenly Dao.

The attitude of the Taoist Ancestors unquestionably affirmed that the Jade Emperor and the Star Lord were indeed honored as Saints. Creating two cushions opposite to the Saints implied that both could sit on equal footing with the Saints, didn’t it?

Some Saints who had been lofty for too long found it hard to accept being outdone suddenly.

Jiang Chen and the Jade Emperor, of course, were pleased, not giving the Saints a second glance as they happily took their seats.

Observing this, the Taoist Ancestors nodded and then began to speak: "You all have been called here, and you must be clearly aware of the reason. Yes, it is regarding the affairs of the Human Race."