Chapter 211 The New God of Justice
The Exiled Immortal Terrace, a dark blue pagoda stands tall in the sky, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, emitting a faint fairy air.

It is surrounded by the nine-day immortal energy, and each floor of the pagoda is carved with complex magic arrays. It serves as both a prison and a confinement, imprisoning the powerful person who has committed a serious mistake.

The top of the tower is surrounded by thunder, demonstrating supreme majesty.

In the distance, a figure stood alone. He was wearing a white robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a black crown on his head. He looked solemn and dignified.

The Demon Saint Bai Ze stood tall and straight, like a sculpture, his eyes piercing through the layers of clouds and mist, staring at the top of the pagoda.

Several immortals gathered around the pagoda. Their expressions were complicated, and their eyes showed worry and uneasiness. One of the immortals finally couldn't help but whispered, "Master Bai Ze, do you really want to break open the pagoda to save people? The restrictions there are extremely powerful. Once triggered, I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another immortal god: "It is too dangerous. If we fail, not only will we not be able to save anyone, but we will also suffer a great disaster!"

The Demon Saint Bai Ze turned around, his eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and there was a sense of indifference in his gaze.

His voice was calm and firm, as if all the troubles of the world had nothing to do with him: "If we can rescue Gou Chen, given his hatred for the Heavenly Court, he will definitely be a great help to us in the future."

Although the immortals and gods around were still uneasy after hearing these words, they couldn't help but feel convinced when they saw the calm demeanor of the Demon Saint Bai Ze.

They knew that Demon Saint Bai Ze would never act rashly. Since he had decided to do so, he must have his reasons.

Bai Ze Demon Saint waved his hand lightly, and a beam of immortal light condensed at his fingertips and turned into a jade slip. He handed it to an immortal god next to him: "Here is my method to crack the pagoda's ban. You follow the steps above."

The immortal god took the jade slip, his palm trembling slightly. He looked at Bai Ze Demon Saint deeply, then nodded: "Yes, Master Demon Master."

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Yaochi Palace,
It is one of the thirty-six palaces in heaven, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, towering above the sky.

The Yaochi Palace is surrounded by layers of clouds and mist. The rolling sea of ​​clouds is like a fairyland barrier, isolating the mortal world from outside.

The palace architecture is exquisite, with jade as its base, magnificent and golden, and the glazed tiles sparkle brightly in the sun. Every detail reveals the refinement and luxury of the fairyland.

The water of Yaochi is crystal clear, the surface of the water is sparkling, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, exuding a faint fragrance. Various exotic flowers and plants are planted around, which are ever-present in all seasons, colorful and exuding a refreshing fragrance.

At this moment, this magnificent palace is hosting a grand banquet.

All kinds of gods gathered together, some riding on mythical beasts, some riding on clouds. They were dressed in gorgeous fairy clothes, wearing crowns on their heads, and greeting each other with smiles on their faces.

As the hosts of the grand event, Lord Haotian and Queen Mother Jinmu were dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing imperial crowns and phoenix coronas, and sat high up in the main seats, accepting the admiration and blessings of all the gods.

Fairy music sounded, and melodious tunes echoed, accompanied by a group of fairies dancing gracefully. Their dancing was light, like fluttering butterflies or floating catkins, which was pleasing to the eye.

This was a celebration banquet to celebrate the suppression of the Gouchen Rebellion, and the participants were all well-known gods in heaven.

Yunhua and her son should have been the protagonists of this banquet, surrounded by immortals and gods, but Yunhua was not interested in these things. She just wanted to leave heaven as soon as possible and return to her husband.

So before the banquet began, she took Yang Jian and two dogs, rode the black dragon out of the South Heaven Gate, and went to her home in Chaoge in the underworld.

But her eldest son Yang Zhao stayed behind.

This celebration banquet is the first time he will appear in front of a group of immortals and gods as the God of Justice after he officially joins the Heavenly Court.

It’s a bit ironic when you think about it.

Looking back, he was the son of a wanted criminal who was hated by everyone, but now he has become the god of justice who upholds the laws of heaven!
The atmosphere of the banquet was warm, with celestial music filling the air. Lord Haotian and Queen Mother Jinmu sat on high seats, overlooking the entire Yaochi Palace.

At this moment, Lord Haotian slowly stood up, surrounded by immortal energy, and his voice was loud and clear, reaching the ears of every immortal god.

“All the immortals gather in Yaochi today, and there is something we need to announce to everyone.” As soon as Lord Haotian finished speaking, the originally noisy banquet venue suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on him.

He looked around, his eyes finally fell on Yang Zhao, and continued: "This time, the Gou Chen Rebellion was successfully quelled. Princess Yao Ji and her son made great contributions. They are specially named the God of Justice to assist the Heavenly Court and manage the Heavenly Laws."

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of discussion broke out at the banquet.

Some immortals and gods talked in low voices, praising Yang Zhaozi for inheriting his mother's business and worthy of the title; others praised him for his great magical powers and being able to take on such an important task.

Of course, some immortals and gods expressed doubts, and privately discussed that he was still young and perhaps not mature enough, so he might not be suitable for this position.

Yang Zhao stood in the public eye, his eyes calm and firm. Facing the discussions of the immortals and gods, he did not show the slightest fluctuation.

He clasped his fists and bowed, his tone respectful but confident: "My fellow immortals, Yang Zhao has just arrived and there are still many things he does not understand about the affairs of the heavenly court. I hope you can give me your guidance."

His words were sincere and his attitude was humble. Even the immortals and gods who had doubts had to admit that this new god of justice was impeccable at least in his manners.

Lord Haotian smiled and nodded, and Queen Mother Jin also showed a satisfied expression.

The banquet continued, fairy music sounded again, and the fairies danced more gracefully.

The gods and immortals gathered around and bowed to Yang Zhao, their faces full of respect and joy. Their blessings came one after another, and some even patted their chests, promising to support Yang Zhao in the future in heaven.

Facing these enthusiastic immortals and gods, although Yang Zhao felt somewhat grateful, he also felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he had a handsome and resolute face and a tall stature, his eyes still retained the clarity of a young man. In such an occasion, he seemed a little embarrassed, not knowing how to respond to the flattery coming from all sides.

Just when he felt a little embarrassed, a heroic voice sounded: "Alright, alright, everyone, let our new God of Justice take a breath!"

When everyone looked back, they saw Marshal Tianpeng walking towards them with big strides, with a hint of mockery in his expression.

Marshal Tianpeng was a burly man with a generous face and a pair of eyes that sparkled with shrewdness. He patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder and introduced the gods around him with a smile: "This is the Queen of Wind who controls the wind and clouds, and that is the Lord of Jixia who controls the harvest..."

Marshal Tianpeng introduced them one by one. Yang Zhao listened carefully and nodded in thanks from time to time.

He whispered to Yang Zhao again, "There are many talented people in the Heavenly Palace, but there is also a lot of deceit. Like that Star Lord, he appears to be kind on the surface, but in fact he is scheming. You should be careful.

And the fairy Caixia over there is pure and kind, and worthy of your friendship."

Yang Zhao listened carefully. He knew that Marshal Tianpeng had some connection with his parents and had secretly helped his family before. So he was naturally very polite to him and also trusted him.

He said solemnly to Marshal Tianpeng: "Thank you for your advice, I will keep it in mind."

Marshal Tianpeng laughed out loud at this solemn thank you and patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder: "Okay, no need to be so polite, we are all family. Your parents hold a very high position in my heart, and it is my duty to help you."

At this time, Taiyin Star Lord also stepped over.

She was wearing a silvery-white dress, as soft as the moonlight, and her steps were light as if she was not stained by dust. There was a bit of kindness in her eyes, and she looked at Yang Zhao with the same gentleness as if she was looking at a younger generation.

"Yang Zhao, if you have any difficulties, feel free to come to Guanghan Palace to find me." Taiyin Star Lord's voice was clear and crisp, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Yang Zhao felt warm at heart when he heard this. He knew that Taiyin Star Lord had a close relationship with his mother, Princess Yao Ji. Her words were not just politeness but genuine concern.

He leaned forward slightly and treated him politely: "Thank you, Lord Taiyin. After I am settled in the Heavenly Palace, I will definitely visit Guanghan Palace.

By the way, I have always wanted to meet Taiyin Jade Rabbit. I haven’t seen her since she returned to Guanghan Palace.”

Upon hearing this, Taiyin Star Lord smiled and pointed to a corner of the banquet. There, he saw a silver-haired girl squatting in front of the table, staring at the peaches on the table, with a greedy look on her face.

The girl was wearing a silver dress and her hair fell down like a waterfall, her silver hair sparkling brightly in the sun.

Yang Zhao couldn't help but chuckle. This Taiyin Jade Rabbit was still as greedy as he remembered.

While Yang Zhao was talking to Taiyin Xingjun, a cheerful voice came from the crowd: "Cousin, congratulations on becoming the God of Justice!"

The owner of the voice was wearing a red dress embroidered with a golden dragon, and his face was filled with unconcealable joy.

Yang Zhao looked back and saw Princess Longji waving at him. A sincere smile immediately appeared on his face.

Princess Longji was one of his closest relatives in heaven.

During the time she was in the underworld, they were happy and carefree every day.

Princess Longji held Yang Zhao's hand, her eyes flickering with envy: "It's great that you can come to heaven.

I also want to be the God of Justice, but unfortunately my father and mother disagree, saying that my cultivation is too poor... You are younger than me and have practiced for such a short time, how can you be more powerful than me?"

There was a hint of loss in her voice, and she clearly felt regretful about not being able to become the God of Justice.

Yang Zhao looked at her, feeling a surge of pride in his heart, "My father taught me all these skills..."

Princess Longji's eyes flickered as she whispered, "Cousin, if you go to the mortal world to perform official duties one day, can you take me with you? I also want to experience what it feels like to be a god of justice."

When Yang Zhao heard this, he was stunned, and then he agreed without hesitation: "Of course, as long as my uncle and aunt agree, I have no objection."

Princess Longji heard this, and a trace of dissatisfaction and helplessness flashed in her eyes: "You know, how could they agree..."

Yang Zhao looked at her lost expression, his heart softened, and he comforted her: "Don't worry, when your magic power becomes stronger, maybe you will have a chance.

Or we can find a suitable opportunity to get them to agree."

After hearing these words, the light in Princess Longji's eyes rekindled. She knew that Yang Zhao was a man of his words.

She couldn't help laughing, took Yang Zhao's hand, and said excitedly: "Then it's settled! I'll wait for that day."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came like a bolt from the blue, unexpectedly breaking the tranquility of Yao Chi Palace.

The loud noise outside was like the collapse of heaven and earth, shaking the cups and plates in Yaochi Palace to pieces and causing fairy petals to scatter.

Lord Haotian frowned, his expression turned ugly in an instant, and an ominous premonition spread in his heart.

The immortals and gods were also in a panic. Some stood up, while others looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do.

The joyful atmosphere of the banquet disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sense of tension and uneasiness.

At this moment, a spiritual official rushed into the banquet hall panting, knelt down in front of Lord Haotian with a plop, and reported anxiously: "Your Majesty, someone broke into the Immortal Exile Platform and opened a crack in the Haotian Pagoda. Emperor Gou Chen took the opportunity to escape!"

This news was like a bolt from the blue, plunging the entire banquet hall into silence.

The face of Lord Haotian was as gloomy as water. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by calmness.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Immediately close the four gates to the sky and activate the Skynet. At all costs, we must find the whereabouts of Gou Chen. I want to capture him personally!"

The immortals and gods were discussing the matter. Some were worried, some were angry, and some were wondering which bold person had dared to commit such a heinous act.

The atmosphere in the entire Yao Chi Palace became heavy, and the joy of the banquet had long since disappeared.

Yang Zhao stood in the crowd, his heart sank.

He knew that this time the escape of Emperor Gou Chen would definitely bring a series of troubles to the Heavenly Court, and as a newly promoted god of justice, this might be the first big test he would face.

Princess Longji held Yang Zhao's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry: "Cousin, this matter is very serious. You also know the power of Emperor Gou Chen. If he escapes, I am afraid it will cause greater unrest."

Yang Zhao nodded slightly, his eyes revealing determination: "No matter what, we must capture him and maintain the order of the Heavenly Court."

Marshal Tianpeng and Taiyin Xingjun also came over, their expressions were very serious. Marshal Tianpeng patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder and said, "Although you are the God of Justice, this matter is exactly your responsibility, but this matter is very serious and we cannot get involved in it."

"That's right, you just need to do your own job and never try to capture Emperor Gou Chen!" Taiyin Star Lord warned solemnly.

Yang Zhao knew that they were worried that he was young and impetuous and might have inappropriate thoughts, but in fact he was very clear about his own strength.

He nodded to Marshal Tianpeng and Taiyin Xingjun: "Thank you for the reminder, I just need to look for clues... I still have to leave the matter of catching people to my uncle."

Marshal Tianpeng nodded with satisfaction, feeling gratified that "there is a teachable young man".

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(End of this chapter)