Chapter 236: Chapter 235: 5-Colored Thunderclouds Descend, Celestial Warriors Appear

4:00 AM, Western Huaqi Time. Berkeley.

Inside the municipal prison, Changyi sat cross-legged on his cell bed. His face was placid as he regulated his breathing. A circle of burly men of various ethnicities cowered in the corners, keeping their distance from him.

At the Abek Hotel on Seventeenth Street, Mr. and Mrs. Wang Dehai were too worried to sleep. They were still poring over the evidence used to accuse their son of poisoning, searching for any inconsistencies or loopholes.

In a suburban villa, Eric was asleep with a beautiful woman in his arms, a smug smile on his face.

On the pre-dawn streets, the sleepless and the early-morning workers began to appear in scattered numbers, subconsciously ignoring the homeless people huddled in the corners.

Just then, the people hurrying along with their heads down suddenly noticed the ground reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors. Muffled rumbles of thunder echoed from above.

When they looked up, they found that the faint light of dawn had been swallowed by a thick layer of clouds. But within these dark clouds, five colors—azure, white, red, black, and yellow—flashed, each flicker accompanied by a booming roar from within the cloud bank.

"WTF!"

"What is that?"

The sky was blanketed in dark clouds, pierced by flashing lights.

For the Huaqi people, long conditioned by Hollywood blockbusters, their minds instantly jumped to alien invasions and the end of the world. Only a very small, rational minority considered the possibility of extreme weather.

But a moment later, even that rational minority went into a frenzy. They had suddenly spotted two bright, humanoid silhouettes beneath the clouds.

"AHHHH!"

"Aliens?"

"Superman! It’s Superman!"

"Superman doesn’t glow! That’s Sentinel! It’s Sentinel!"

It was, after all, the middle of the night, so there weren’t many pedestrians on the street. Even so, the worldviews of several hundred people were completely overturned.

Some stared up in mesmerized awe, some trembled in fear, some turned and fled, and others pulled out their phones to record the two points of light in the sky.

In the sky, Gu Zhao and Taoist Ming Yu, who had cast the Golden Light Curse, hovered in midair. A sweep of their Divine Sense was all it took to locate Changyi, Mr. and Mrs. Wang Dehai, and the soundly sleeping Eric.

Taoist Ming Yu produced several paper figurines from his sleeve. With a wave, several Celestial Warriors appeared beside them, their bodies also shimmering with a golden light, like divine beings.

Without a word from Taoist Ming Yu, the Celestial Warriors sprang into action.

Down below in the city, the sight of several more golden, humanoid figures appearing—and then diving toward various locations in the city—terrified the onlookers even more.

’They’re making their move!’

Those who had been watching now started to run.

Those who had already been running ran even faster.

Of course, a few daredevils continued to record, determined to document this first contact between humanity and extraterrestrials.

...

In the hotel room, Mr. and Mrs. Wang Dehai were still up late, studying the documents. The room was thick with smoke. Li Qing, who usually couldn’t stand it when Wang Dehai smoked, didn’t say a word and even refilled her husband’s cup with water.

Muffled thunder rumbled outside the window, along with some hushed gasps, but they paid it no mind.

"Taoist Zhi Qing said not to let Xiaoyi plead guilty, but the lawyer says the situation doesn’t look good. What do you think we should do?" Li Qing asked in a low voice, seeing her husband set the documents aside and rub his eyes.

Wang Dehai took a sip of coffee, frowning in distaste before sighing. "I was originally thinking of having Xiaoyi plead guilty. As long as he can get out, we can figure something else out."

"I’m afraid you’re thinking too highly of the Huaqi people. They’re the ones who framed Xiaoyi. Do you really think they’ll just let him go?" Li Qing said worriedly.

"You have a point." Wang Dehai nodded. "Thankfully, Xiaoyi is skilled and has developed his Inner Breath. Taoist Zhi Qing said that in the worst-case scenario, we can ask the Taoist Association to intervene. Xiaoyi will be fine."

Li Qing complained, "But this whole mess started because he developed his Inner Breath."

Just then, a golden light suddenly flared outside the hotel room window. Li Qing glanced at her watch instinctively. "It’s not even daylight yet?"

CRASH—

The window shattered as two Golden Armor Generals suddenly appeared in the room. They wore Bright Armor and Phoenix Wing Helmets, one carrying a sword and the other a saber. Their entire bodies shimmered with golden light, as if they were Celestial Gods descended to the mortal realm.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang Dehai were stunned.

"Do not be alarmed. I am a Warrior from the Celestial Master’s Mansion, here to rescue Changyi Taoist and return him to our country. We will be taking you two with us," the Celestial Warrior on the left said, stepping forward to take hold of Wang Dehai.

The other Celestial Warrior said nothing, simply stepping forward to lift Li Qing while also grabbing their personal belongings.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang Dehai were frozen in place—partly from shock, and partly because they subconsciously chose not to resist after hearing what the Celestial Warrior said.

Then, the two of them were carried out the window and up into the sky by the Celestial Warriors.

Only then did they see the dark clouds blanketing the sky, with five-colored lightning booming within, painting a scene straight out of the apocalypse.

They flew higher and higher, seeing two more shimmering golden figures hovering in the sky. As they drew closer, they finally saw the figures’ true faces through the golden light and cried out in astonishment, "Taoist Ming Yu!?"

Taoist Ming Yu was a senior of the Celestial Master’s Mansion, and Changyi was the Mansion’s most talented junior. Mr. and Mrs. Wang Dehai had naturally met Taoist Ming Yu before, and seeing him now, they finally let out a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, their shock deepened!

Taoist Ming Yu could actually fly! And he was accompanied by Golden Armor Warriors!

’The rumors online were all true! The Celestial Master’s Mansion can really summon Celestial Gods to the mortal realm! So this is an Extraordinary World!’

Just then, they saw another Golden Armor Warrior fly over, carrying a young man in a prison uniform. They saw him clearly—it was their son.

Changyi’s composure was much better than theirs. Although there was shock in his eyes, his expression was relatively calm. He nodded a greeting to his parents before turning to Taoist Ming Yu and bowing. "Grand-master Uncle!"

Taoist Ming Yu stroked his beard, a pleased look on his face, and introduced him to Gu Zhao. "This is Changyi. He’s quite talented, but he has a restless heart. He insisted on coming to Huaqi Country to study abroad, and look at the trouble he’s found."

Gu Zhao laughed. "A restless heart is a good thing. Daluo Palace is full of old Daoists. It would be boring if the young people were all sullen and lifeless."

Taoist Ming Yu chuckled. "I don’t think my senior brothers are sullen and lifeless at all. They’re in the prime of their lives for striving forward."

At that moment, another Celestial Warrior flew over through the air, carrying a shouting foreigner in his grasp.

"Eric?" Changyi called out the man’s name, not at all surprised.

When Eric heard Changyi say his name, he looked up and saw him. He then looked at the Five-Colored Thunderclouds blanketing the sky, the Golden Armor Divine Generals in their Celestial Xia attire, and finally at Taoist Ming Yu in his Daoist Robe. Understanding dawned on him.

"Celestial Master, spare me!" Eric immediately begged for his life. "I can call the prosecutor’s office! I can get Changyi acquitted!"