Lanjing.
The long streets.
Countless Escape Lights tore through the sky, rushing toward the spot where the Emperor had fallen.
Yet when they landed, they saw that the Emperor had already flown out of the crater and was standing on the ruined street.
The many officials of the imperial court knelt and saluted. "We were late in protecting Your Majesty. We beg Your Majesty to punish us!"
The Emperor gave a slight nod. Beneath the strings of his crown, his expression was grim. Suddenly, his voice rang out with solemn grandeur: "I am untouched by all evil!"
His words struck like steel. Before the last syllable had even faded, the countless faces around him and the pus trickling over his body began to vanish.
The Emperor continued, "My empire shall never change!"
At once, the saber wound across his chest, deep enough to reveal stark white bone, rapidly healed.
A faint light flickered over his imperial robes, restoring them as if they had never been torn.
In the blink of an eye, the Emperor had returned to his peak condition.
Only then did he say calmly, "I am unharmed. My battle with the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect must continue."
Seeing that the Emperor was safe, the many imperial cultivators finally breathed a sigh of relief.
His Majesty must have let his guard down for a moment, acting too casually and allowing that Pei Ling to seize the initiative.
Even though he had suffered a serious setback right from the start, as long as he steadied his footing, His Majesty would surely be the one to win in the end!
At that moment, the Empress's voice reached the Emperor's ear through a telepathic transmission. "Your Majesty, the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect is exceptionally powerful, and he used