The Imperial City.
Zhang Yuan followed the First God Cult Leader into the depths of the Imperial City. Their passage was completely unobstructed; not a single imperial guard dared stop them.
After all, who did not know by now that the First God Cult was working for the Crown Prince? Stopping its members was tantamount to opposing the Crown Prince, and meant having a charge pinned on you before being dragged off to be beheaded.
Even if the Crown Prince did not have them beheaded, one glance made it clear that these were no ordinary members of the First God Cult. They were most likely Great Cultivators, making them even less safe to stop.
Where are we going...?
As they ventured deeper into the Imperial City, Zhang Yuan's brows quietly drew together.
His Celestial Person divine sense and rank kept sending him warnings. An invisible pressure permeated the Imperial City, growing stronger the deeper they went.
It came from a Divine Master.
After walking for a while, they reached a side hall at the very rear of the Imperial City.
The doors stood wide open, and the hall was dim. Only two vague silhouettes could be seen inside, though for a fleeting moment, there seemed to be only one.
The First God Cult Leader continued straight inside without slowing. Zhang Yuan followed him into the hall and finally saw the two figures clearly.
Two dragon thrones stood at the far end of the hall, with a person seated on each.
One was a man, the other a woman, both strikingly attractive. They looked exactly alike, and even their clothes were identical: gilded imperial robes and imperial crowns, radiating majesty in every direction.
The Great Heng Emperor and the Great Heng Empress.
Yet compared with the Great Heng Empress, whose beautiful