Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo Gu Rong used spatial traversal to ignore the disorder caused by the coup around the outskirts of the imperial city and headed straight for the Core Zone of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
However, the scene before them made Ning Fengzhi burn with anger and feel even more chilled.
Inside the imperial palace, things were not immersed in the grief and solemnity of national mourning as one might have imagined. Instead, numerous palace maids and eunuchs were busy making arrangements throughout the palace.
Colored silk was being hung, the imperial roads were being wiped clean—a scene clearly preparing for a grand ceremony!
Between the corridor pillars, they could even see the rudimentary forms of ceremonial guards symbolizing the new emperor's ascension to the throne!
"This... Xue Ye's bones haven't even turned cold, and they're already..."
Ning Fengzhi's eyelids twitched as an indescribable sense of absurdity and fury surged in his heart.
Had this Xue Qinghe become so impatient that she could not even be bothered to put up the most basic pretenses or make a transition?
Was she really this eager?!
The anger of being deceived and ignored in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Ignoring the astonished gazes and faint attempts to stop them from the guards along the way, he and Bone Douluo charged straight into the main hall of the imperial palace, the symbol of the empire's center of power!
At this moment, the atmosphere inside Taiji Hall was entirely different from the "festive" preparations outside. It was solemn and tense.
The newly crowned "Heaven Dou Great Emperor," Xue Qinghe, had already changed into an even more dignified and imposing imperial dragon robe. Although the ascension ceremony had yet to officially take place, she was already seated upon the supreme imperial