After the Great Vehicle Dragon Tower massacred more than two thousand martial artists, the martial world was gripped by panic. Even the previously arrogant Burning Heaven Pavilion had quieted down. Though the White-Clothed Guard investigated, they could not trace the true culprit. Just then, information about the Great Vehicle Dragon Tower spread throughout the martial world.
A thousand-year holy land, controlling the rise and fall of dynasties!
Grandmaster disciples, divine elders, peerless martial arts, and more!
All manner of rumors spread like wildfire. No one knew who had started them. The entire martial world was shaken, yet everyone found them exaggerated and absurd.
How could there be a martial sect that had existed for over a thousand years? How could imperial power possibly be controlled by a martial sect?
Capital City.
Within the Golden Luan Hall, Jiang Ziyu, clad in a dragon robe, glared furiously at the civil and military officials filling the court and said in a deep voice, "Still nothing? Are all of you useless?"
The rumors in the martial world had already reached the common people's ears. This was extremely detrimental to imperial authority and could easily diminish the people's regard for the throne.
The entire court was silent as cicadas in winter.
Suddenly, a general spoke up and asked, "Is the Great Vehicle Dragon Tower truly real?"
As soon as he said this, the other ministers also looked toward Jiang Ziyu.
Yang Che snorted. "Even if it is real, doesn't that only prove the Great Vehicle Dragon Tower can do nothing to His Majesty?"
His words struck many ministers as reasonable. It was no longer a secret that the emperor had the Immortal Master Changsheng behind him. That was a Martial Arts Myth.
Jiang Ziyu calmly said, "That's right. It is real. The late emperor and