At the heart of the imperial palace.
The palaces here were exceptionally majestic, crimson flames burning year-round without ever ceasing.
This was the residence of the Flame Stone Great Emperor.
Though he was not here, no one dared overstep their bounds—not even Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters—because this was where the Great Emperor's authority lay. No one dared treat it lightly.
Today, the Flame Liu Imperial Son respectfully entered this palace and sat somewhat stiffly upon a smaller flame throne beside the towering flame throne.
Beside him, seated upon the true flame throne, was a slightly illusory horned giant of flame.
This was the Flame Stone Great Emperor's projected incarnation.
Before them, an image played over and over. Within it was the figure of the Blood Robe Daoist. He moved through the Mountain Suppressing Sect and its various minor realms, pretending it was accidental as he concealed things with utmost care. He had disguised True Person Zi Shi as the chief of a small Wood Demon tribe, making both his identity and memories flawless beyond reproach.
Meanwhile, the Mountain Suppressing Sect's previous previous sect master, True Lord Jian Shi, had also been secretly exiled by the Blood Robe Daoist beyond the Yellow Sand Minor Realm and sealed away, only to return to the minor realm several centuries later.
Everything had been ingenious, covert, scattered, and hidden away. Even if a King Stage Imperial Son came personally to search, he likely would have found nothing.
Yet all of it was revealed in the Flame Liu Imperial Son's eyes down to the finest detail, without the slightest blur.
If he wished to execute the final two seeds of the Mountain Suppressing Sect, it would take no more than a single command. It would be effortless.
Such was the Great Emperor's mighty power!