Above the Imperial City.
A flying boat arrived late, slowly descending from the clouds and hovering above everyone's heads.
Four people stood at the bow of the boat.
The young man at the head of the group was handsome; he was none other than Lu Changfeng.
Beside him stood a burly, dark-faced man named Niu Ben, and Zhou Xuan, who never took off his straw hat.
Finally, there was the exquisitely handsome Young Disciple, Wang Ziyu.
The airship had not yet landed steadily.
Niu Ben's eyes widened in disbelief as he surveyed the Chang'an City beneath his feet.
The intense killing intent wasn't enough to make him act like this... Jiang Yuechu had previously shaken off the crowd and led the way to Chang'an alone, so something must have happened in Chang'an.
Given the current situation, it's clear that the person who caused the upheaval has been dealt with...
What truly sent chills down his spine was the undisguised, domineering aura emanating from throughout the city.
One, two, three...
There were actually no fewer than a dozen auras of the Tower-Ascending Realm, lingering around the Imperial City.
Last time I came, although I didn't stay for too long, I still got a general feel for it.
In the vast Chang'an City, there were only two auras that startled him.
And one of them was Jiang Yuechu.
The other path was ethereal and unpredictable, difficult to trace... At first, he thought it was just an old ancestor of the Great Tang, but later he learned from Wang Ziyu that it was his Master, the Wu Shisan True Person.
But now...
A bold idea popped into my head.
Was the Great Tang playing dumb to outsmart others?
Is this the first time they've revealed their true strength?
But... that doesn't make sense either!
If the Great Tang truly possessed such profound cultural heritage.
Why would Jiang Yuechu beg so desperately for the Golden Body Method?
Isn't this like taking off your pants to fart—completely unnecessary?
Lu Changfeng and Zhou Xuan, standing to the side, exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.
Obviously.
The scene before them was vastly different from the stories they had heard.
"Wrong..."
Just then...
The Young Disciple beside him suddenly spoke.
Niu Ben withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Ziyu with a puzzled expression. "Little Daoist priest... what's wrong?"
Wang Ziyu narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "These... are not people from the Great Tang."
Everyone was stunned. "Not from the Great Tang?"
Wang Ziyu nodded slightly and explained, "Leaving aside everything else, the unique spiritual essence of each lineage alone comprises several types..."
After saying that, he turned to look at Lu Changfeng: "Fellow Daoist Lu comes from Qingcheng Mountain, so you should be able to tell, right?"
Lu Changfeng frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed it.
The next moment.
A hint of unease flashed across his face as he asked in surprise, " Formless... Flowing Rainbow... Ash of Calamity, Spirit-Writing..."
There are at least four lineages that he feels familiar with!
What exactly is going on in this Great Tang?
Why have so many people from various sects gathered here?
Upon hearing this, Niu Ben was completely distraught.
What could possibly be in this godforsaken place that warrants such a fuss from these people?
He gave an awkward laugh, trying to ease the tension. "If they're not from the Great Tang, then what are they doing here... They can't be here to propose Great Tang, can they? Hahahaha..."
"..."
Wang Ziyu glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Niu Ben shut his mouth somewhat awkwardly.
A bunch of hypocrites who don't understand humor...
Below, atop the Imperial City.
The girl, who had been sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, seemed to sense the movement above her.
Slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was clear and cold, piercing through layers of clouds and mist, landing directly on the flying boat.
He felt the girl's gaze.
A sense of unease settled over everyone.
Especially Lu Changfeng.
This prodigy of the Lu family was experiencing a complex mix of emotions at that moment.
A dozen or so Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal.
This kind of force, apart from the Twenty-Five Lineages, is not something that can be assembled casually by any other power.
Now they are all crammed into a single city of this mortal dynasty.
but...
Lu Changfeng took a deep breath.
The doubts and surprise in his heart were forcibly suppressed.
Now that we're on this ship, even if there are stormy seas ahead, there's no reason to give up halfway.
The Lu Family wants to turn their lives around and stop being the gatekeepers.
If you're afraid to take this risk, you might as well go back to Phoenix-Perch Ridge and take your child. What's the point of cultivating the Great Path of Longevity?
Moreover...
The more chaotic the situation, the more significant this act of kindness becomes.
Thinking of this...
Lu Changfeng no longer hesitated and made a hand Method Formula.
The flying boat slowly descended towards the Imperial City.
In front of the main hall of the Imperial City.
Emperor Li, leading High Ancestor and Cheng Buxiu's remaining troops, finally arrived below the girl.
Just then, the flying boat landed.
The two groups of people stared at each other, several dozen paces apart.
The emperor's heart skipped a beat.
He's only been gone a few days?
Why did they bring back a few more?
His gaze swept back and forth over the people on the boat.
Aside from the dark-faced man and the Young Disciple were familiar to me... the other two, one wearing a straw hat, clearly weren't good people.
As for the other one...
He was tall and straight, with a handsome face and an extraordinary demeanor.
An inexplicable sense of crisis instantly spread through my mind.
But given the current situation, with powerful enemies surrounding the city, it's clearly not the time to dwell on such sentimental matters.
The emperor took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the bitterness in his heart.
He straightened his somewhat disheveled dragon robe and strode forward.
However, they were not heading towards Lu Changfeng and his group.
Instead, he walked straight to the girl in black who had just floated down from the roof of the palace.
" Guyue..."
The emperor opened his mouth, a thousand words stuck in his throat, but in the end, he couldn't utter a single one.
They only took a half-step back.
Straighten your clothes.
He bowed deeply.
This is a gesture of respect.
It is the respect of a monarch for someone who saves a collapsing empire.
It is also a tribute to that unparalleled spirit of one man ruling an entire city.
Upon seeing this, the crowd behind them also became serious and stepped forward in unison.
These people were all pillars of the Great Tang, yet at this moment, they had no complaints and solemnly bowed, saying, "Welcome back to the Grand Princess!"
The civil and military officials, along with the Imperial City guards who had gathered from afar, all bowed in unison.
"Welcome back to the Grand Princess!"
"Welcome back to the Grand Princess!!"
"Welcome back to the Grand Princess!"
The sound waves surged like a tide, echoing over the Imperial City.
It seems like this very moment.
The Great Tang has finally found its backbone again.
Jiang Yuechu stood still, slightly turning her head to avoid the intense gazes of the crowd, her brows furrowed, and she waved her hand somewhat awkwardly.
In both her past and present lives, she disliked such grand and ostentatious scenes the most.
"Alright, alright, we're all on the same side, stop this nonsense..."
Seeing this scene from afar, Wang Ziyu muttered to himself, "This spectacle is probably even more magnificent than that of Xuanzhen Grotto-Heaven."
Having said that, he caught sight of a disheveled figure in the distance, straightened his expression, and silently approached the figure.
" Master... what heavenly law has the Great Tang broken?"
"How did we manage to attract all these demons and monsters from the Eastern Territory?"
"I saw it clearly from up there just now; from just a few auras ascending the Tower-Ascending Realm, I could discern the presence of several different sects..."
Wu Shisan rolled his eyes and gave the Young Disciple a sharp tap on the forehead, saying irritably, "What are you asking about? You're not from the Great Tang, go play in the mud."
"..."