"Senior, will you return for the founding ceremony?" Inside Zhennan Pass, Chu Changfeng faced Moro, his eyes filled with inquiry and seeking guidance.

The news of Jin Emperor Sima Ke's resignation, followed by Regent Chen Yuan's acceptance of the imperial throne after three refusals, and the establishment of the Yan Dynasty, reached Southern Border in a very short time, even without relying on the Heavenly Book.

And this was thanks to the current court's terrifying intelligence capabilities.

After Chen Yuan stormed into the capital, he integrated the power of the court and the power of the Jianghu. Now, the mastermind behind Dengxian Tower is being controlled by the court because Ye Xiangnan is also a member of the court.

With preparations in place, a few days were enough to spread the news all over the country.

Not only the Central Plains, but also Dongying, the Western Regions, and the Northern Barbarians were the same. The date set was the sixteenth day of the seventh month of Jianye's second year, which was still a full month away.

This time was for preparing the enthronement.

After all, the founding ceremony itself was a grand event, no less than the ceremony of respecting a human emperor. As an emperor who pacified the world and expanded the territory, what Chen Yuan wanted was a grand event unprecedented in history.

"Chen Yuan sent a message asking you and me to return and witness this moment." Moro looked calmly at the distant Southern Border and said softly.

"Then... what about Zhennan Pass? If the demon race attacks at this time, wouldn't it be left empty?" Chu Changfeng frowned slightly. Although he also wanted to go back, he was still worried about this.

If the demon race broke through Zhennan Pass during the founding ceremony, it would undoubtedly be a great shame.

"They... dare not come."

Moro shook his head. The current situation was one of shifting power, with the Central Plains' strength far surpassing that of the Southern Border. They had received reliable information that the hundred tribes of the Southern Border were migrating further south.

"Better safe than sorry..."

"Hehe, if they really dare to come, then... it would also be a good thing." Moro smiled faintly, as if he had everything under control.

"Could it be..." Chu Changfeng's eyes lit up.

"That's right, this poor monk has already set up a Void Teleportation Array in advance. Even if it's tens of thousands of miles away, the Regent can arrive in an instant through this array."

The teleportation array was a secret.

Only Chen Yuan, Moro, and Su Ziyue knew about it. When Chen Yuan went to Dongying, he instructed Moro to preside over this array.

They scoured the treasure houses of Ling Mountain and the Northern Barbarians, as well as the vast resources of the Central Plains, and had found enough Void Stones to support a teleportation array spanning tens of thousands of miles.

If those demon gods dared to attack at this time, it would be the best time to wipe them out in one fell swoop. In fact, Chen Yuan and Moro wished they would come sooner.

In this way...

They could save a lot of time and avoid having to search for the traces of those demon races in the future.

"That's good."

Seeing that Moro had everything under control, Chu Changfeng also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, as a member of the Taoist Gods Palace, he had been guarding this place for nearly two years.

He really wanted to see the other Taoist Masters and didn't want to miss Chen Yuan's enthronement.

This was definitely the biggest event in nearly a thousand years.

Missing it would be a regret for life.

"Hehe... go and prepare. In a few days, you and I should leave." Moro nodded slightly, his eyes a little dazed. Today, he had achieved his goal.

Destroying Ling Mountain, rebuilding Ling Mountain, recreating Buddhism, transforming from demon to Buddha, and breaking through the Earth Immortal realm that had troubled him for a long time.

And Chen Yuan was about to achieve his goal, to ascend the throne and become emperor!

Compared to the other Taoist Masters of the Taoist Gods Palace, Moro had undoubtedly spent a very long time with Chen Yuan, and had been by his side to protect him since he was in the Dan realm.

It wasn't until he broke through the Yang God that he stopped.

And he could also sense Chen Yuan's ambition. He craved longevity and power, and had an extremely strong character. Now... he was about to achieve it!

......

Moro's conversation with Chu Changfeng was not unique. When Chen Yuan wanted to ascend the throne and establish the Yan Dynasty, the entire Central Plains, and even the entire world, responded.

Ordinary people naturally didn't have the ability to go to the capital to attend the ceremony, but local officials also received instructions from above to celebrate together seven days before the founding ceremony.

Everyone could get some practical benefits.

And the immortal sects and Jianghu forces were even more so. The fledgling Jianghu newcomers regarded Chen Yuan as a legend and naturally wanted to go to the capital to participate in this grand event.

If you looked down from a high altitude, you could see many figures gathering towards Zhongzhou from all directions.

Top forces, Jianghu families, and several immortal sects would also prepare gifts for the new emperor.

After all, this was not just an ordinary new emperor's ascension, but the founding of the Yan Dynasty. From then on, the Great Jin Dynasty would become a thing of the past, and the Great Yan would be the future.

Hundreds of monks from Ling Mountain in the Western Regions traveled across mountains and rivers, and the new and old royal families of the thirty-six countries would also go to pay tribute.

The prairie barbarians, divided into several parts, and the Dongying delegation, gathered under the strict orders of the Heavenly Demon Palace, were also on their way to Zhongzhou.

Everywhere you could see people and martial artists talking about this matter.

Everywhere you could hear the Chen Yuan legends that had already been mythologized in the mouths of the storytellers.

And at this time, deep in the Southern Border.

The demon race... also learned of this news.

Although awed by the power of Chen Yuan and the Central Plains, the demon race army began to retreat and migrate to the deeper south, but in the Central Plains, there were also channels for information.

Inside the Demon God Hall.

Demon Emperor Mo Ying, Demon God Baishan, Demon God Chengtian, and Demon God Qingming, the top existences of the entire Southern Border demon race, gathered here to discuss Chen Yuan's enthronement.

Demon God Baishan, holding a folding fan, saw all the demon gods gathered and said in a deep voice:

"I think you have all received the news. That's right, Regent Chen Yuan, who has almost driven us into a desperate situation, is going to prepare to establish a country and ascend the throne after a while.

Now... what to do?"

"What can we do? Of course, we should take this opportunity to attack Zhennan Pass, which can also be regarded as dispelling the hatred in our hearts. By the way, let's give this Regent a founding gift."

Demon God Chengtian chuckled in a muffled voice, his huge body like a mountain of flesh, and his voice like thunder.

"Hmph, this Chen Yuan is the one who has caused our demon race to fall into this situation. If it weren't for him, how could we have fled to the deeper Southern Border? Let's show him some color.

Lest he think that my demon race is vulnerable."

The gloomy old man, Demon God Qingming, sneered.

The demon race's southward migration...

This was the first time in thousands of years.

The last time was when Emperor Taizu of Chu suppressed the world and beat the demon race back in defeat. The time before that was recorded thousands of years ago, when they were driven out of the Central Plains.

This was the third time...

But they had to do so. At the beginning, they did think about attacking, and even destroying the Central Plains court and turning the human race into slaves, but after understanding everything.

They realized that it was not as simple as they thought.

Even if Chen Yuan was not in Zhennan Pass, there were still human Earth Immortals and Human Immortal experts. And their demon emperor realm experts currently only had Mo Ying.

If Chen Yuan arrived, they would not be able to resist at all.

Therefore, even if they were reluctant, after weighing the situation, they had to disband the demon race coalition army and retreat to the deeper Southern Border in order to seek peace. But in the hearts of all of them.

They were holding back a stomach full of fire.

They had finally recovered to the strength of five hundred years ago, but in the end, they could only run.

What was the point of their previous efforts?

This was true for the demon gods and ordinary demon race members alike.

Demon God Baishan listened to the answers of Demon Gods Chengtian and Qingming, frowned, put away his folding fan, and somewhat disagreed with their ideas. Going to make trouble was too dangerous.

"What does the Demon Emperor think?"

His gaze turned to Mo Ying in the first seat.

"What do you think?"

Mo Ying didn't answer, but looked at Baishan. As the brain of the demon race, Baishan's consideration of some things was indeed stronger than that of Demon Gods Qingming and Chengtian.

"I think this matter is inappropriate."

Baishan shook his head.

"What? Are we just going to miss this good opportunity for nothing?"

"Hmph, Baishan, from the beginning, you have been spreading the strength of the Central Plains. Now, you don't even dare to take revenge once and keep ordering us to withdraw to the south.

What? Could it be that you have secretly defected to Chen Yuan?"

Demon God Chengtian and Demon God Qingming both snorted coldly.

Of course, they also knew Chen Yuan's current strength, but he would definitely not be able to spare any time during the founding ceremony. If they acted at this time, it would definitely be an excellent opportunity.

Baishan sneered:

"Okay, then the two of you can go. I will never stop you!"

"You..."

"Okay, let's listen to what Baishan has to say first." Mo Ying said in a deep voice.

"Hmph."

Baishan glanced at Chengtian and the others, and said in a deep voice:

"On the surface, this founding ceremony can gather most of the experts in the Central Plains. It is indeed a very good opportunity to take revenge at this time.

But... this is just on the surface.

Now that the Central Plains has pacified the Northern Prairie, the Eastern Dwarves, and the Western Buddhism, and as far as we can see, we are the only enemy of the demon race. May I ask, would such a hasty person like Chen Yuan?

How could he not have calculated that my demon race is very likely to attack?

Could it be that he won't take any precautions? In my opinion, perhaps Chen Yuan is setting a trap with this, just to let us show our heads and wipe us out in one fell swoop, so I won't advise you to act.

Chen Yuan's strength has far surpassed us, and it is very likely that he has almost reached the level of a human Celestial Immortal. It is a good thing that he doesn't act. If we act recklessly.

May I ask, who of you can stop him?

And this doesn't even count those human immortals. Please wake up, my demon race no longer has the strength to fight the human race. Fighting... will lead to defeat!"

"Then we should just wait for death. Why are we still running?" Demon God Chengtian said in a muffled voice.

"Although the human race is powerful, my demon race is not without opportunities."

Baishan continued.

"What opportunity?" Mo Ying's eyes lit up.

"Endure!"

"Endure?"

"That's right. Looking back on the past of my demon race, there are thousands of years of history, or even more. For so many years, whether it was Wu Huang, the first emperor of the human race, or Chu Taizu, the second human emperor.

They possessed the strength to suppress everything, but they did not exterminate the demon race. This is because the heaven and earth are in order, and there must be both demons and humans, one cannot be without the other.

Chen Yuan's conquest of the demons will probably not be a complete slaughter. Moreover... the reason why I asked the demon race to migrate to the south is because there is another very important reason."

"What?"

"My demon race is very likely to have stronger beings in the depths of the Southern Border. This can be seen from the previous great battle in the Central Plains. Ten suns hung in the sky.

This is definitely not out of thin air. It must have been the strong of my demon race's Golden Crow clan who took action and fought to the death with Chen Yuan. Perhaps... my demon race still hides the existence of the Demon Emperor realm.

And they are very likely to be hidden in the depths of the Southern Border..."

"Are we going to place the hope of my demon race on a vague guess?" Demon God Qingming asked in a deep voice.

"Apart from this, what else can we do?" Baishan asked back.

Compared to the other demon gods, Baishan, who can recognize himself, is actually very desperate and believes that the demon race's current strength cannot stop the human race at all.

We can only entrust our hopes in this way.

"Enough, don't quarrel. With the threat of the human race in front of us, how can we have internal strife?" Mo Ying listened to the arguments of the demon gods, his eyes gloomy. He had some trump cards, but...

Those existences cannot help them now.

The reason why he agreed with Baishan's method of forbearance was also to wait for the arrival of the Holy Race from outside the territory.

"Let's put aside the matter of attacking Zhennan Pass for the time being. You don't need to take action. Continue to let my demon race migrate south. This emperor... will personally take a look then. If there is an opportunity, I will slaughter some humans.

To avenge my demon race. If there is no opportunity... then so be it..."

"The Demon Emperor is wise!"

Baishan nodded, very much agreeing with this view.

Demon Gods Chengtian and Qingming were somewhat unwilling, but since the Demon Emperor had spoken, they could only nod and agree with this decision.

......

......

Zhongzhou, Shenjing City.

After Chen Yuan decided to ascend the throne, the entire Shenjing City was plunged into a jubilation. Compared to other prefectures, the people of the capital received the greatest benefits.

Because news had already spread that when the new emperor ascended the throne, not only would there be a large amount of resources as rewards, but taxes would also be exempted for several years.

And this was the benefit of foreign wars.

The Northern Barbarian Grassland, the Western Regions, and Dongying were used as blood supply sources, continuously supplying the Central Plains.

For other places, this was aggression, but for the people of the Central Plains, this was not aggression, this was the expansion of territory that would benefit future generations!

"The hearts of the people are available."

In the downtown area, Princess Su Ziyue, disguised as an ordinary person, looked at the lively capital and smiled softly at Chen Yuan beside her.

"The thoughts of the people are actually very simple. Let them live, live better, and be able to multiply. They will not have the idea of ​​rebellion. They will do their best to maintain the court.

Strive to make this prosperous age last longer. After all, how many people in this world are hoping for chaos? Even if there are, they will not be these people."

Chen Yuan smiled faintly.

Sometimes, only by holding power can you see through all this.

He was also gradually exploring.

"Since the rulers are clear about this, why do they desperately oppress the people?" Shen Yanshu interjected and asked curiously.

Because isn't this obviously stupid?

As long as you don't push them to death, those people won't have the idea of ​​rebellion. Why do you still do this?

"From ancient times to the present, which ordinary people have succeeded in rebelling? Those who have the strength to rebel are those with some strength. Otherwise, where would they get the strength to recruit troops and buy horses?"

Princess Pingyang shook her head and added.

In an era where personal power can push the world, the people... are the most vulnerable beings.

"Yes, then why didn't the previous Emperor Jingtai deal with those Jianghu forces and millennium families, but instead squeezed the people blindly?" Shen Yanshu continued.

"I'll tell you, it's because... they are easy to bully." Chen Yuan smiled faintly.

These words made Shen Yanshu and others stunned, but then they understood.

Yes, it's very simple, it's because they are easy to bully!

"Emperor Jingtai sacrificed the people's blood, but did not dare to attack those Jianghu forces. When the world was in turmoil, he did not dare to attack the immortal sects, because they were really dare to rebel if they were pushed too hard.

And the people... have no strength to tie a chicken, where does the strength come from?" Su Ziyue responded.

"Okay, don't talk about this anymore. We didn't come out to talk about these things." Chen Yuan interrupted their remarks, and he didn't know what would happen if they continued to talk.

"Your Majesty, has everything been prepared for the enthronement?" Madam Xu asked softly.

Her presence beside Chen Yuan was not low before, but with the rise of Su Ziyue and Pingyang, her many functions had been weakened. Now, she only spends her time with her sisters every day.

"Almost. Before I ascended the throne, I had already eliminated all threats. All that's left is to follow the steps."

The court was united upwards, and the people were united in seeking stability. Apart from the Southern Border not yet being pacified, there were no more enemies in the human world.

"Then I'll be waiting to be the empress." Su Ziyue chuckled.

"What am I to be?"

"I..."

The voices of chattering and twittering echoed around Chen Yuan, making the people around him envious, but they didn't have the guts to take action.

Not to mention the rules of the court, which prohibit fighting in the capital under any circumstances, with severe punishments for violators, just the fact that the young master was accompanied by several beautiful girls was enough to tell everyone that either this person was not simple.

Or his father was not simple.

There are really not so many idiots who can't tell the difference.

......

Time slowly passed. In a blink of an eye, a month had passed. During this month, Chen Yuan's enthronement had basically been prepared.

The delegations from various places, the high-ranking officials and border generals guarding various places, and the leaders of the immortal sects had all gathered in the capital.

They were looking forward to the day of the ceremony.

On this day, the sky was clear, the gongs and drums were beating, the entire capital was noisy, decorated with lanterns and colored banners, and countless people poured out of the imperial city and headed towards the outside of the city. One army after another was maintaining order.

The place where the founding ceremony was held was located east of the capital, on the Zijin Mountain where Emperor Jingtai had sacrificed to the heavens. The previous great battle had turned the mountains and rivers upside down, but in front of the court.

It was nothing at all. After all, they had already prepared a lot before, and with a buffer period of more than a month, it was enough to arrange everything.

Between heaven and earth, dragons and phoenixes danced.

All kinds of divine beasts roamed the sky and the earth, a scene of celebration for the heaven and earth.

It was roughly estimated that there were millions of participants in the ceremony, a black mass, like a flood.

And on the Guanjing Tower, Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back.

Su Ziyue put a black dragon robe on Chen Yuan and said softly:

"Your Majesty, the time has come!"