Rumble...!
Just then, Xu Taiping sensed guards converging on Tai'a Palace in droves. From deep within the Imperial Palace, one or two auras no weaker than the Nether Gazing Realm were rapidly approaching as well.
"Though this is a nation of the Mortal World, the resources of an entire country still can't be underestimated."
Sensing those approaching auras, Xu Taiping murmured to himself.
Had he not obtained the Dao Seal, he would never have risked coming to rescue the Sixth Princess while facing the combined might of an entire nation.
"What cultivator are you, daring to trespass in the Imperial Palace? Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Nine Prefectures?"
Though the Emperor of Wujiao Country was somewhat disheveled, both his demeanor and his tone still brimmed with imperial majesty.
Xu Taiping, however, ignored his questions.
Sensing those auras drawing ever closer, he hesitated no longer. He met the Emperor of Wujiao Country's furious gaze and asked, "Your Majesty, have you ever heard this poem?"
"A poem?"
The Emperor of Wujiao Country was utterly bewildered.
"Spring falls silent, the night stretches long; beneath an azure-clouded sky, the palace of Chu lies far away."
Having drawn the Emperor of Wujiao Country's attention, Xu Taiping swiftly recited the poem's opening line on the spot.
"Why are you reciting this...?"
The Emperor of Wujiao Country was about to question Xu Taiping, but halfway through, the pupils of his furious eyes suddenly contracted. Little by little, his anger turned to shock.
"How do you know the verse from my dreams? The next line-what is the next line?"
He sprang up from his dragon throne and urgently pressed Xu Taiping for an answer.
Joy likewise stirred in Xu Taiping's heart.
The Emperor of Wujiao Country's reaction was ample proof that this poem was very likely