Ping Yongjia had no idea Que Niang had disappeared. The next day, he left the Immortal Residence on Western Mountain, was taken to the imperial palace by officials from the Pure Heaven Bureau, and was then led inside by an elderly eunuch.
An ordinary official entering the palace for an imperial audience would naturally have been nervous, but he was a Green Mountain disciple and the Plum Gathering's Dao Battle champion, so he was treated with considerable courtesy. Thinking that he must not disgrace his master, he deliberately put on an air as light as the breeze and clouds.
The imperial palace was indeed enormous. Crossing the square before the main hall alone took a long time.
Ping Yongjia grew a little impatient, thinking that if he ran, he would need only a few breaths.
As he silently grumbled about these mortal rules, he suddenly glimpsed Divine Crossbows behind the palace walls and could not help feeling startled.
The Divine Crossbows bore talisman runes inscribed by the Teachers of One-Thatch Studio and were immensely powerful, even comparable to flying swords. If fired together, they could kill even extremely powerful cultivators. The question was, the imperial palace was the place most particular about rules, so how could such powerful Divine Crossbows have been placed inside it?
Then he sensed that something really was wrong with the atmosphere in the palace. Just as Que Niang had reminded him last night, security was exceptionally tight. He had no idea what was happening.
In the main hall, Ping Yongjia finally met His Majesty the Divine Emperor.
His Majesty looked quite normal and wore a gentle expression. Even his choice of words when praising him was meticulous.
Actually, that was because he did not know what the Divine Emperor had looked like before. Otherwise, he