Lord Chongyang's prestige in Di Capital was on par with that of the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword.
The Heavenly Southern Divine Sword represented the supreme martial force guarding Di Capital, while Lord Chongyang was a towering authority in classical scholarship and literary culture.
Unlike the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword, who stood apart from royal power, Lord Chongyang actively assisted the Sealed Lord, making his position anything but ordinary.
With him stepping forward to guarantee it, all sides could accept the arrangement.
Thus, the originally surging public sentiment calmed down, and the negotiations proceeded as usual.
The day soon arrived.
The Eighteen Primordial Noble Families group and the Royal Family agreed to enter the Imperial Palace of Heaven Worship together.
Uncle Wang attended with several gentlemen, but Sleeping Bamboo Empress was nowhere to be seen. It turned out she had returned to Broken Brow Mountain to cultivate.
Even so, the Royal Family's foundations ran deep. There were six Heavenly Sect experts alone, while the affiliated large and small lineages numbered in the hundreds. Masters, powerful warriors, and experts of every rank emerged in an endless stream.
"Please, go ahead!"
The Ten Noble Families group was not foolish either. Fearing traps inside the palace, they proposed that the Royal Family lead the way.
Too many spies from the various families had been lost inside during this period, forcing everyone to proceed with caution.
After all, the Imperial Palace of Heaven Worship had been sealed for so long. Who knew what might have been arranged in the shadows?
"Very well!"
Uncle Wang smiled and nodded at the gentlemen. "Let us enter the palace together. We shall lead the way for you all!"
They watched the Royal Family's group vanish beyond the gates. For some reason, the Imperial Palace of Heaven Worship was unusually