"Kowtow to our ancestors!"

The great Confucian scholar intoned solemnly.

As his voice faded, a wisp of flame descended from the heavens and landed upon the divine incense within the brazier. Three plumes of verdant smoke ascended, drifting into the void.

With a solemn countenance, Emperor Jingtai bowed deeply before the ancestral tablets.

As he moved, the civil and military officials, along with the noble clansmen behind him, followed suit.

"Bow again!"

Jingtai bowed once more.

"Bow thrice!"

The dark mass of hundreds moved in unison.

The nearby guards also lowered their heads in silence.

An atmosphere of solemnity enveloped the area within ten thousand meters, with one exception: Chen Yuan.

His gaze was profound as he observed the area outside the imperial city, silently counting down the time.

If all went according to plan, the people from the Dao God Palace would soon begin their assault, and he, too, would seize the opportunity to slip into the inner palace unnoticed.

After the three bows, Jingtai straightened his posture.

The next step began: the reigning prince would recite a memorial oration, followed by another bow...

The chosen prince was none other than Sima You, the Empress's son.

He stepped forward calmly, a sight that filled Sima Ke, who stood nearby, with envy and resentment. Had it not been for the previous incident, the honor of reciting the memorial oration should have fallen to him!

But because of that, Jingtai had stripped him of this right, a tacit form of suppression.

"The Great Jin Dynasty was established two hundred..."

Sima You began reciting the memorial oration in a clear voice. He had barely reached the halfway point when a thunderous sound reverberated through the void, abruptly cutting him off.

His face flushed crimson.

Upon hearing this sound, a thought flashed through Chen Yuan's mind:

"The Dao God Palace... has arrived!"

As expected.

The timing was almost exactly as he had predicted. Those Dao Lords were indeed acting according to the plan, without the slightest delay.

The sound caused a stir in the Western Imperial City, drawing all eyes to Jingtai in front.

Yet, he remained calm, as if it were a mere triviality...

The crowd looked up and saw the sky above the imperial city undergoing a dramatic transformation. Black clouds gathered, obscuring the heavens, covering an area of tens of thousands of meters and rapidly descending towards the Western Imperial City.

At the same time, beams of black light erupted near the imperial city, as if the gates of hell had been flung open, accompanied by the sinister laughter of wraiths.

It was Yang Huatian, the Evil Ghost Dao Lord, deploying his Myriad Ghosts Night Parade Formation!

Ten thousand ghosts emerged, exerting pressure upon the imperial city!

Dimly, the crowd could see a colossal banner standing amidst the black clouds, fluttering in the wind!

"The Sima family usurped the Great Chu throne, their claim is illegitimate, what face do they have to worship their ancestors!"

A hoarse voice echoed.

As the voice rang out, explosions reverberated outside the imperial city. Black-robed warriors revealed themselves, intent on invading the imperial city, their battle cries shaking the heavens.

Among them were no lack of Dan Realm Grandmasters.

This was not surprising. Su Ziyue had said that only those who reached the Dan Realm were qualified to become Dao Lords, but even then, success was not guaranteed.

Furthermore, some of these individuals were not Dao God Palace warriors, but rather subordinates of the Dao Lords.

These warriors wielded weapons, their blades and sword energies slashing towards the Sky Patrol Division warriors guarding the imperial city. Wu Tianxi, the Yellow Rank Divine Envoy of the Sky Patrol Division, immediately roared:

"What fiends dare to wreak havoc in the imperial city!"

"Sky Patrol Guards, exterminate these demonic heretics!"

Jingtai said calmly:

"Kill!"

As his voice resounded, powerful auras surged from within the imperial city. The four Divine Envoys of the Sky Patrol Division, the four generals from the army, the imperial clan's protectors, and over a dozen Transformation Yang True Men unleashed their power.

Besides these individuals, the rest remained still.

The warriors of the four Imperial City Divisions and the Imperial Guards stood ready, awaiting Jingtai's command to rush out and quell the chaos outside.

Although Jingtai maintained his composure, the civil and military officials within the imperial city were somewhat terrified.

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered. Suppressing his own aura, he slowly retreated behind the crowd.

Then, he restrained his energy and, hidden within the throng, quietly changed his attire, donning a lifelike human skin mask.

Without looking back, Chen Yuan swiftly departed the scene amidst the turmoil.

The appearance of the Dao God Palace had drawn the attention of everyone present. Now... it was time for him to do his part.

"Sir, what shall we do?"

Tao Qingyuan, with a solemn expression, stared at the magnificent spectacle in the void. Without turning around, he asked Chen Yuan.

But he received no response.

Then, he subconsciously turned around and saw that his superior had vanished without a trace.

He suddenly recalled Chen Yuan's previous instructions about receiving a secret decree from the Emperor and other matters. He did not dwell on it, only tightening his grip on his blade.

He was ready to order the Sky Patrol Guards around him to charge forward at any moment.

However, he still felt somewhat uneasy. Chen Yuan's absence left him feeling uncertain, especially since he was facing such a grand scene for the first time.

These were Transformation Yang True Men!

Moreover, they were demonic True Men who dared to brazenly disrupt the ancestral worship ceremony. A minor figure like him would be cannon fodder, no... not even cannon fodder.

It was simply terrifying!

He wondered what Chen Yuan was doing and if it was equally dangerous.

Jingtai remained calm, showing no sign of panic. The eunuchs attending him promptly brought over the dragon throne for him to sit on. Cao Zhengxian stepped forward, standing guard behind Jingtai.

He did not attack. That was not his duty.

His duty was to protect the Emperor. As long as he did not falter, even if a great disturbance occurred, it would be nothing to worry about.

"What do you think, Cao Qing?"

Jingtai chuckled lightly, paying no heed to the commotion outside the imperial city.

The imperial city was protected by a powerful formation that even True Lords would find difficult to break. Furthermore, with over a dozen Transformation Yang True Men present, the disturbances outside were unlikely to even breach the imperial city.

What was there to fear?

"A rabble," Cao Zhengxian said.

"You're right, just a rabble. It just so happens that today is the Imperial Clan's grand ceremony, let us use these people's heads as offerings." Jingtai said with a faint smile.

Outside the imperial city, a fierce battle was underway.

The Dan Realm and Profound Realm martial artists below were evenly matched for the moment, but they were still far from breaking through the gates of the Western Imperial City. At worst... there were still so many elites by their side that it was nothing to worry about.

As long as these people did not number over ten thousand and form a battle formation, any Transformation Yang True Man could wipe them out with a wave of their hand.

Besides, they were not gathered together; the battle lines were long, so it was like a lively spectacle.

The real decision on the outcome of the battle still rested with the Transformation Yang True Men!

The commotion caused by the emergence of the Myriad Ghosts was indeed very large, but... that was all it was. It was simply impossible to use it to deal with over a dozen Transformation Yang True Men.

However, that was not the Dao God Palace's intention either.

They simply wanted to make a big commotion and attract the Emperor's attention.

Hidden within the black clouds, Yang Huatian controlled the Myriad Ghosts Banner, sending an endless stream of wraiths to attack the Transformation Yang True Men. Unfortunately, their individual strength was too weak to cause any real damage.

Figures like Zhang Yantong and Wu Tianxi could sweep away swaths of wraiths with a single strike of their blades.

However, they could not kill all the relentless wraiths, but the goal was achieved; they could at least delay them for a quarter of an hour.

Um...

Provided that the Yang God True Lords did not intervene.

"Yang Huatian, are you seeking death!"

Zuo Tiancheng roared angrily.

When the Myriad Ghosts Banner appeared, they recognized the person's identity. After all, his notoriety was too great; who had not heard of the Myriad Ghosts Banner?

"Heh heh heh... You want to kill me? Do you government dogs deserve it?"

Yang Huatian let out a standard villainous laugh.

"Evil Ghost Old Man, today... I will turn you into an evil ghost!"

Zhang Yantong snorted coldly, his hundred-zhang blade energy sweeping across the sky.

The army generals, wielding either long spears or halberds, charged into the area shrouded by the Myriad Ghosts Banner, closing in on Yang Huatian.

"The court is corrupt and incompetent, beset by internal and external troubles. Do you really think that only I have come here today? Hahaha... the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Unborn Sect are already taking action!

Today is the beginning of the court's decline!"

Yang Huatian shouted.

With the infusion of Yuan Qi, everyone present clearly heard these words.

The expressions of the dozen Transformation Yang True Men instantly changed.

At the same time, the expressions of the experts and officials in the imperial city also changed greatly.

"Your Majesty..."

Cao Zhengxian looked at Jingtai with a solemn expression:

"Should we ask a few True Lords to..."

"No need, it is not the time yet. He is right; it is impossible for only him to have come today. The others are waiting for an opportunity. Coincidentally, I am also waiting for them to show themselves, and then I will catch them all in one fell swoop!"

Jingtai remained unruffled, demonstrating an attitude of not changing his expression even as Mount Tai collapsed before him.

At this moment, Chen Yuan was on his way to the inner palace...

It was not that he was deliberately delaying, but rather that the distance between this place and the inner palace was indeed quite far, and he could not recklessly fly through the air. Otherwise, if the experts in the palace focused their attention on him, he would be in serious trouble.

He had already unleashed his movement technique to its maximum.

At the same time, he had changed his clothes again.

He was now wearing the uniform of the Imperial Guards, which was also something he had prepared in advance.

Entering the palace, the Sky Patrol Division's black cloud uniform would inevitably attract attention...

After changing into the new clothes, he used the Heavenly Book to alter his aura.

Even if someone who was very familiar with him stood before him, they would not recognize him as Chen Yuan.

Time flowed by second by second. Amidst the tense atmosphere, Chen Yuan used Yang Guifei's decree for the inner palace to pass through one checkpoint after another. It had to be said that,

because of this item and the armor he was wearing, no one suspected his identity.

He arrived at the inner palace smoothly.

Having arrived here, the first hurdle was completely overcome.

However, he still did not dare to delay, heading straight for the Cold Palace.

Along the way, some palace maids found him to be somewhat strange, but due to their low status, they dared not question him, watching Chen Yuan enter the Cold Palace. This place was indeed very dilapidated.

It emanated an aura of desolation.

Lingering in the air were the sounds of women's wails and cries.

However, he ignored them, following the Heavenly Book's guidance, passing through one room after another, until... he stopped in an inconspicuous courtyard.

He looked gravely at a dried-up well covered by a large stone.

He knew that this was the entrance to the Dragon Vein.

Likewise, it was also a place with extremely powerful restrictions.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan quickly began to set up a formation nearby, enveloping the entire courtyard. This formation was also one of the things that Li Suqing had given him.

Then, he turned his attention to the large stone on top of the dried-up well.

At first glance, it was unremarkable.

It was like an ordinary roadside bluestone, used to cover the dried-up well and prevent anyone from trying to commit suicide by jumping into it.

In the various courtyards and halls of the Cold Palace, he had seen many similar ones.

If it were not for the Heavenly Book's abnormality, he really would not have paid attention to this thing.

Approaching slowly, Chen Yuan took a deep breath, grabbed the large stone with both hands, and exerted force. However, it remained motionless, like a real mountain.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although his strength could not be described as being able to move mountains, he still had a terrifying power of tens of thousands of jun. A single punch could shatter a mountain peak.

Yet, he could not move this small, one-zhang bluestone!

However, Chen Yuan's expression did not change; he was not surprised at all.

Because this was reasonable and expected.

How could a place that suppressed a terrifying expert like Senior Moro have no restrictions at all? His previous preparations were for this. It was just that the stone looked so inconspicuous that he had tried it with a testing mentality.

Taking a step back, Chen Yuan directly drew his blade and slashed at the large stone.

However, he was met with a burst of golden light that shot into the sky.

But because of the restrictions he had previously laid, the commotion was small.

The golden light bloomed, illuminating the bluestone like a golden mountain. It was densely covered with Sanskrit characters. He understood some of them, and the meaning depicted on them was roughly about suppressing demons and the like.

As for the others, it was a bit difficult to decipher.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a formation plate appeared. This was one of the restriction-breaking items that Li Suqing had given him.

"Break!"

With a thought, Chen Yuan instantly enveloped the large stone in front of him with the formation plate. In his eyes, it was gradually melting... but the speed was too slow.

He subconsciously glanced at the outside world, took a deep breath, and another divine talisman appeared in his hand.

He could not care about causing some commotion now; he had to act quickly.

Otherwise...

Jiang He and the others might really die!

"Hasten!"

The divine talisman in his hand instantly shone brightly. A beam of light shot out, enveloping the entire courtyard. The dazzling light also caused Chen Yuan to raise his hand to block his eyes.

"Rumble..."

Like an earthquake, centered on the Cold Palace, this faint tremor immediately spread around.

This was still because Li Suqing's formation had blocked most of it. Otherwise, the entire inner palace would have felt the earth-shaking tremor.

The tremor lasted for three breaths, and the large stone covering the dried-up well disappeared. Chen Yuan took a deep breath and jumped down the dried-up well.

Inside the Chunhua Palace.

Yang Guifei suddenly felt a sense of unease. When the tremor occurred earlier, she really thought that something major had happened, but it only lasted for a few breaths.

But even so, she still felt uneasy.

She did not know where it came from, just a nameless irritability.

"Your Majesty... are you alright?"

Two palace maids looked at Yang Guifei's uncertain expression and asked in a panic.

"I'm fine, I'm fine..."

Yang Guifei waved her hand.

But her brows were slightly furrowed. After many years in the inner palace, this was the first time she had experienced such a thing. After all, this place was covered by a formation that connected to the earth's veins, so it was impossible for an earthquake to occur.

"Go... go ask Empress, what happened?"

After a moment of silence, she said.

The Empress was the person in charge of the inner palace and must be asked.

In fact, Yang Guifei was not the only one who noticed the earthquake. Many people were panicked and sent people to find the Empress, asking her to take charge.

But what could she do?

Today was the day of the ancestral worship ceremony, so it was not appropriate to disturb the Emperor because of this trivial matter.

The experts guarding the inner palace were now searching for the source of the earthquake...

However, Jingtai, who was in the Western Imperial City, did not sense anything. Currently, everyone's attention was focused on the sky above, where the dark formation was almost broken!

Princess Pingyang's beautiful eyes swiveled. She exhaled a breath and subconsciously wanted to find Chen Yuan's figure, but after searching around, she could not find him, and her brow furrowed involuntarily.

What was he doing at this time?

Apart from her, no one paid any attention to Chen Yuan.

In the void, it was almost over.

After nearly a quarter of an hour of continuous bombardment by over a dozen Transformation Yang True Men, the wraiths released by the Myriad Ghosts Banner had been greatly reduced, and the formation was about to be broken.

The Myriad Ghosts Banner, which was originally deep and spiritual, was now dispirited.

"Yang Huatian, today you will die here!"

Wu Tianxi shouted.

His blade energy directly struck the Myriad Ghosts Banner, making a rumbling sound.

However, Yang Huatian in the formation was not flustered at all, but instead revealed a strange smile.

The next moment, just as the formation shattered, within the imperial city, auras rose up, forcibly resisting the powerful formation and breaking through from the inside.

Five figures emerged from nothingness, their auras soaring into the sky!

Instantly, the wind and clouds changed color.

The expressions of the Transformation Yang True Men who were besieging Yang Huatian instantly changed greatly. They ignored him and turned around, returning to the imperial city, watching the five figures vigilantly.

They each had a formation flag above their heads, connecting to the heavens and the earth.

It was also this formation that forcibly suppressed the formation within the imperial city.

Cao Zhengxian's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed:

"Innate Five Elements Formation Flags!!!"

It should be known that this item had long been lost. It had not appeared in the martial world for nearly two hundred years, and the reason why his expression changed greatly was also because he had heard of the terror of this formation.

The yellow flag represented metal, the green flag represented wood, the blue flag represented water, the red flag represented fire, and the brown flag represented earth.

The Five Elements revolved!

Innate Grand Formation!

This formation was said to be able to block several True Lords.

If five True Lords held this formation, it was said that even the legendary Sixth Realm Immortals could not break it, which established its reputation.

Fortunately, these people were all Transformation Yang True Men.

But it was amazing enough. After all, even the Ten Immortal Sects probably only had so many True Men experts.

Jingtai's expression finally changed slightly, no longer as calm and collected as before. He looked at the figures wearing ancient masks in the void and said:

"What are you? How dare you act so presumptuously!"

Chu Changfeng, with the Innate Gold Flag above his head and a black spear in his hand, said loudly:

"Dao God Palace's Underworld Hell Dao Lord is here!"

Li Suqing, with the Innate Water Flag above her head:

"Dao God Palace's Evergreen Dao Lord is here!"

Su Ziyue, with the Innate Wood Flag above her head:

"Dao God Palace's Seven Emotions Dao Lord is here!"

Jiang He, with the Innate Earth Flag above his head:

"Dao God Palace's Heavenly Sword Dao Lord is here!"

Yang Huatian on the other side also said loudly:

"Dao God Palace's Evil Ghost Dao Lord Yang Huatian is here!"

At this moment, only a black-robed man remained silent...

Jingtai frowned, gripped the dragon chair's armrest, and his eyes darkened.

Dao God Palace?

What origins?

He had never heard of it!

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Guess what the name is.

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