Time flew by,
Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time,
many things happened.
First of all, not long after the great powers of the anomalous world launched their counterattack, an angel arrived bearing the Emperor's imperial decree, intending to bestow upon Yang Qingyun the title of Immortal Lord of Crossing Worlds and make the entire Southern Chuan Region his territory.
At the same time, the angel requested that Yang Qingyun travel to the capital to impart the Immortal Arts and the path to immortality to the Emperor.
Unfortunately, the angel did not even get to see Yang Qingyun's face.
He could only circle beneath the Immortal Mountain, completely unable to break through the formation and ascend the mountain.
This was because Yang Qingyun could not be bothered to waste his time on such boring matters.
The so-called Emperor of the imperial dynasty was greater than the heavens to ordinary people.
But to him, he was nothing special.
And he wanted Yang Qingyun to personally travel to the capital to lecture him?
What the hell!
Yang Qingyun could not even be bothered to meet him.
After being given the cold shoulder,
the angel left with a sour expression, without even reading out the imperial decree.
Not long afterward,
rumor had it that some voices had arisen in the imperial court, claiming that Yang Qingyun did not know how to appreciate favors and had actually dared to humiliate His Majesty so brazenly. They said an army of one hundred thousand should be dispatched to flatten that mountain.
Within the Imperial Palace, a certain Imperial Consort was also whispering poison into the Emperor's ear, saying that cultivators were disrespectful to their sovereign and father, rootless and parentless people who ought to be proclaimed throughout the realm and purged.