The Mastermind Behind the Scenes, the One Destined to Face the Tribulation in Xuanyuan City
Deep within the capital of the Great Chu Divine Dynasty.
"Click--"
In this important place where the soul lamps of past gods and core royal family powerhouses were enshrined, Chu Wuya's soul lamp suddenly exploded, extinguishing and shattering, with fragments scattered all over the ground.
The elders guarding the Soul Hall were shocked and could hardly believe what they were seeing.
"Lord Wuya..."
Almost at the same moment, the immense national destiny dragon energy that enveloped the entire Great Chu Divine Ferry surged violently, emitting a mournful dragon roar. Countless citizens of the divine dynasty felt it and looked up in alarm.
Inside the ancestral temple of the imperial palace, the ancient bell tolls without being struck, its sound like a lament of blood.
Chu Wuya's identity was not a secret within the Great Chu Divine Dynasty. His fall was no less than a cataclysmic earthquake for the entire Great Chu Divine Dynasty.
Unlike the Holy Emperor Faction, which sided with Chu Wuya, the current Divine Lord of the Great Chu Divine Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Wuya's existence was undoubtedly a huge boulder weighing on him; his power had been taken away long ago.
Now that Chu Wuya is dead, no one is happier than him.
"But, Holy Emperor really gone just like that?"
The Great Chu God Lord was still not convinced, and even suspected that Chu Wuya had faked his death.
After all, how could a Daluo expert who once stood at the pinnacle fall so easily?
The Human Emperor Palace, the Great Hall of State Affairs.
Several elders of the Daluo level with profound auras gathered here, and they quickly confirmed Chu Wuya's demise.
" Chu Wuya, he actually perished like that?"
An elder dressed in a Bagua Daoist robe stroked his long beard, his brows furrowed, and said:
"If he faked his death, he would lose his status as Human Emperor Candidate, Chu Wuya would never agree to."
Is it possible to find out who did it?
Someone asked.
The elder, dressed in a Bagua Daoist robe, shook his head and said:
"All we know is that Chu Wuya is dead. The Chu Household might know where he died and why."
The Human Emperor Palace does not prohibit the private struggles among Human Emperor Candidate; life and death are left to fate.
However, they will also try to find out exactly what happened in order to prevent things from getting out of control.
Another elder, clad in armor, sneered:
" Chu Wuya is one of the Human Emperor Candidate. His audacity in attacking Human Emperor Candidate is a blatant challenge to the dignity of our Human Race! This matter must be thoroughly investigated!"
A middle-aged man in blue also said in a cold voice:
"If the Human Emperor Candidate are kept being assassinated like this, wouldn't it make our Human Race a laughingstock to the world?"
Both men were supporters of Chu Wuya Chu Wuya knew his identity. They were more afraid of Chu Wuya's death.
If they could easily wipe out Chu Wuya, does that mean they could easily wipe them out too?
At this moment, sitting at the head of the table, an old man in a green robe with an ancient face, who seemed to blend into the surrounding space, slowly spoke. He was the Grand Elder of the Human Emperor Palace, Immortal King Xuanye.
" Chu Wuya... you should all be aware of his true nature. Was his demise due to someone's unwillingness to see the High Antiquity Holy Emperor return, or... did he violate some taboo?"
His gaze was profound, as if piercing through layers of fog to see a deeper level of the game.
The fact that someone could do something like this shows that the person behind it all wants to control the throne of the Human Emperor and has even bigger schemes!
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the elders in the hall became even more solemn.
"Could they be from the Heavenly Court?"
"Could it be that he was Chu Wuya's former enemy?"
There are many different opinions, but no one can give a definite answer, or rather, no one wants to get involved.
Although they were already at the level of Daluo Immortals, the higher they cultivated, the more they realized how powerful those above the Daluo level truly were.
Even the Immortal King Xuanye, who is at the Nine-Transformation Daluo Realm, is so wary of this, indicating that the person behind it is very likely a being at the Hunyuan Realm.
The saying "below the Daluo, all are ants" is true, but below the Hunyuan, all are still ants.
"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to consult the Emperor."
Immortal King Xuanye thought to himself.
At the same time, I feel exhausted, and I don't know where to go from Human Race's fate.
At the same time, Han Xuanji also arrived in the Big Dipper Immortal Domain.
Xuanyuan City.
From a distance, the city did not appear to be the dazzling and extravagant city typical of immortals.
In each of the various Immortal Domain, countless forces are entrenched, and countless powerful figures are hidden within their vast territories.
The Xuanyuan Aristocratic Clan, however, has stood strong for countless ages.
This Xuanyuan City is its base, and in the sky above, one can see celestial ships traveling in an orderly fashion along the void tracks.
At the boundary between the inner and outer cities stands a majestic city wall over a hundred feet high, made of a special material and imprinted with countless ancient runes, as if bearing the weight of countless ages, exuding a powerful and unshakeable aura as solid as a mountain.
On the city wall, one could vaguely see guards clad in black armor patrolling, their eyes sharp as lightning, scanning all directions with strict discipline. The weakest among them were all Heavenly Immortal, and there were even True Immortal and Mystic Immortal stationed there.
When Han Xuanji arrived at the city gate, he could see a bright mirror hanging above the gate, which would detect the aura of anyone who entered.
The first step is to verify their identity, and the second is to assess their cultivation level.
Han Xuanji didn't put on airs and followed the crowd in line.
Suddenly, a figure rushed straight to the front of the group, disregarding the feelings of others, and cut in front of them.
Just as everyone was getting angry, golden light shone from the mirror.
" Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator..."
Those around were astonished by what they saw.
Although Xuanyuan City is one of the top cities in the Human Race Immortal Domain, it was mostly inhabited by Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, or Mystic Immortal in the past. Opportunities to see Golden Immortal or Taiyi Golden Immortal were not many.
The small commotion quickly subsided, and soon it was Han Xuanji's turn.
" Golden Immortal cultivator..."
A cultivator guarding the city gate glanced at Han Xuanji.
The unfamiliar young man must be a member of some prominent Lineage or sect.
Han Xuanji smiled, said nothing, and casually handed over the token that Xuanyuan Po had given him earlier.
The garrisoned cultivator took the token, and immediately felt its weight. He scanned it with his Divine Sense, and his expression changed instantly.
The token is made of a special material, engraved with ancient characters, and contains a pure and vast imperial aura, making it a symbol of core distinguished guests!
Only core members of the Xuanyuan Aristocratic Clan can give out such tokens.
He dared not be negligent, and quickly returned the token with both hands, his attitude several times more respectful, bowing and saying:
"So it's a distinguished guest! My apologies for my rudeness! Please come into the city!"
He didn't even dare to ask Han Xuanji's name, and simply stepped aside to make way.
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, retrieved the token, and strolled into the city gate.
As Han Xuanji stepped into Xuanyuan City, he immediately felt that the light around him seemed to brighten, and the Spiritual Qi in the air was richer, a world apart from the outside world.
Beneath my feet lies a street of polished, dark blue stone, flanked by ancient and imposing buildings, devoid of ostentatious decorations, yet possessing a dignified air that has endured through the ages. The passersby appear serene, devoid of the restlessness of the outside world.
Han Xuanji did not deliberately show off, his aura was as restrained as an ordinary True Immortal, and he strolled on the main street, looking at this legendary ancient city with great interest.
The sacred tree planted by the Holy Emperor in the center of the city casts swaying shadows, its gentle will enveloping the entire city and bringing peace to the soul.
"This is truly a grand undertaking. This inner city must be equivalent to the environment of a top-tier sect in the Immortal Realm. No wonder the cultivators who come and go are all of high cultivation levels."
Han Xuanji praised it, then turned his gaze to the divine tree.
Legend has it that this was an ordinary tree planted by the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan himself, and over countless years it has become a divine tree.
As he passed what appeared to be an ordinary street corner, his gaze inadvertently swept over a roadside stall.
The stall owner wore a bronze mask to conceal his aura, but Han Xuanji easily saw through it.
Beneath the mask was a young cultivator, whose True Immortal cultivation was insignificant in this city teeming with immortals.
However, the moment Han Xuanji's gaze fell upon him, he sensed that this guy possessed extraordinary luck and should also be a person with great fortune.
Out of curiosity, he used the system to investigate the other party.
[ Lin Feng: Golden Immortal Ninth Level, the Child of Destiny, One Destined to Face the Tribulation, possessing unparalleled talent, achieving the Golden Immortal realm in a thousand years. In his previous life, he was Human Race emperor who perished after being betrayed by his disciples. He was reborn in this life with the help of a supreme treasure and wants to enter the Human Race Ancient Road of Trials through the Xuanyuan Household.]