Upon hearing the Ninth Prince's angry roar, the old man's face darkened, and a shadow appeared in his eyes.
"How dare you run wild in the capital of the Divine Dynasty!"
He sneered, his figure flashed, protecting the young man behind him, and then he made his move. His pale palm was like a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg, surrounded by countless black lights, emitting a bone-chilling cold. In an instant, it transformed into Shrouding the Heavens shape and struck towards the Northern Emperor.
Wang Teng's expression was indifferent; facing an enemy of this caliber, he didn't even have the desire to fight...
A moment later, the two also turned into Void statues. The golden ancient chariot rumbled and flew out of the Void, directly smashing away the cultivators blocking its way and rushing into the center of the capital city.
Su Yu and his three companions followed behind him, calmly stepping into the Ziwei Imperial Palace.
It was Su Yu who suggested that Wang Teng take a deterrent action, but no one objected. They had more important things to do later and didn't need to reveal too much of their strength here.
This large city has at least tens of thousands of cultivators, and Su Yu doesn't believe there aren't spies of other strength among them. Once Yang Yi reveals her holy might, the news of Saint's descent will definitely spread throughout the entire Ziwei, which would not be favorable for them.
The palace was heavily guarded. When the golden chariot flew towards them, the imperial guards on the palace walls stood ready, but all their efforts were in vain.
Before the Northern Emperor, a killing formation capable of annihilating Immortal Platform Second Heaven was utterly meaningless, instantly crushed by his war chariots...
The imperial palace of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty was built against the mountain, and along this ancient sacred mountain, there were countless palaces and halls.
Star Radiance Hall, clouds and mist swirled, and exotic fragrances wafted through the air. Dozens of palace maids dressed in colorful robes danced gracefully on the jade bricks, like beautiful butterflies.
Two groups of cultivators were arranged at the table. The people on the left were all dressed in purple robes embroidered with dragons, and were members of the royal family of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty.
Among them was a stunningly beautiful young girl, Guangying, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She had a head of jet-black hair that was as lustrous as silk, and her skin was as white and translucent as snow. She had a pair of bright and intelligent phoenix eyes that possessed endless beauty and charm.
The person on the right is a young Daoist priest. He has fair skin, looks very handsome, and has an otherworldly air. His temperament is beyond his age, like a highly accomplished Daoist master who has cultivated for a long time.
This is the current successor of the Human King Hall, the Daoist Sanque.
Through his divine Power of Thought, Daoist Sanque observed the battle outside the palace. His gaze was calm, but his heart was filled with shock. He thought to himself, "To dare to trespass into the Ziwei Imperial Palace, I wonder who this being is..."
In his eyes, anyone who could act so recklessly in the capital of Ziwei must be an ancient being of the Third Heaven of the Immortal Platform. Otherwise, even an unparalleled Holy Lord would not escape death. Only Severing the Dao could disregard the rules of the cultivation world and stand above all the major powers.
Above the main hall, the Ziwei Sect was exceptionally handsome, wearing a nine-dragon crown and a golden robe adorned with stars. His eyes were deep and profound, and a large purple star shone above his head, making him appear like the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor.
Behind him was a huge map of mountains and rivers, depicting the vast territory of the divine dynasty. Each line of the map was formed from spatial divine patterns, making it extremely precious.
Seeing the commotion below growing louder, the Ziwei Dynasty Lord frowned slightly. His gaze flickered, and the old man serving him understood, taking down the Purple Charm Imperial Jade Seal from the table.
The old man walked to the divine map and placed the jade seal in the imperial capital area of Mountain River Diagram.
The next moment, the Boundless Mountain River Diagram burst forth with divine light, shrouded in Zixia mist, and an exquisitely crafted divine bow appeared.
This is an Ancestral Artifact that has been continuously refined by successive emperors. It has reached the level of the Dao- Severing the Dao Realm and possesses boundless power. It has killed countless powerful cultivators.
The old man took down the purple-gold divine bow that was hanging on the Mountain River Diagram, and then returned to the side of the Ziwei Dynasty Lord.
Looking at the crowd below, the Ziwei Dynasty Lord chuckled and said, "In thousands of years, no one has ever been so rude as to dare to barge into the palace."
Then his tone changed, his eyes turning cold and sharp, and he said in a chilling voice, "Whoever it is, tear off their head, nail their body to the city wall, and imprison their soul in the icy pool!"
Daring to so blatantly challenge the majesty of the Divine Dynasty, as the ruler of the dynasty, he has only one choice!
Moreover, that thug was only at the Immortal Platform Second Heaven, so he had nothing to fear!
"As Your Majesty commands!"
The three Imperial Uncles of Ziwei on the right side of the hall rose and bowed towards the steps. Then, the middle-aged man at the head of the group took the Purple-Gold Divine Bow, and the three flew out of the Star Radiance Hall to suppress the evil man...
The Daoist Sanque looked outside the hall. A gentle breeze blew by, and the young man's eyes flickered. His moon-white Daoist robe fluttered, embroidered with the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram, like a mirror, occasionally reflecting light.
"I never expected to see the Purple Heaven Bow this time!" he exclaimed, but inwardly he was unimpressed.
The divine bow forged by Great Accomplishment King is indeed extraordinary, but it is definitely no match for a true Severing the Dao!
An old emperor sneered and said, "Just a clown. I wonder where this madman came from, daring to act wildly here. Utterly foolish."
"Gentlemen, please!"
The Ziwei Dynasty Lord raised his jade cup and drank the immortal wine with everyone, continuing to watch the palace maids dance, paying no attention to the situation below the mountain.
In his eyes, that person had already died under the arrow of the Divine Bow of the Severing the Dao and was not worth mentioning.
Hundreds of breaths later, a murderous aura soared into the sky and penetrated the area. A golden ancient war chariot soared into the clouds, with faint traces of divine blood remaining on its frame. A tall figure stood atop it, like a god or demon.
Wang Teng was enveloped in soaring golden light, like Heavenly Emperor descending to earth. Around him were nine True Dragon, nine Divine Phoenix, nine White Tiger, and nine Black Tortoise, flashing with divine light and transforming into the Four Symbols, surrounding him.
He did not storm into the Star Radiance Hall. Through his Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, he saw the secret of the ancient palace, which contained an unparalleled killing array, and it was definitely an array pattern at the Severing the Dao level.
Chapter 357 My Son Wang Teng Has the Demeanor of Great Emperor [Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Amidst swirling clouds and majestic palaces, this ancient sacred mountain pierces the sky, towering over ten thousand feet high.
At the mountainside, seven thousand feet high, there is a vast and enormous platform. Within it, a cluster of palaces, arranged in orderly rows, subtly correspond to the celestial constellations, surrounding the central celestial palace.
Immortal Qi misty, Chaos filled the air, with countless palaces appearing and disappearing among the mountains. Dragon energy surged forth, one after another, swirling in the white mist of immortals, as if true Immortal Spirit had descended to earth.
Some cliffs are shrouded in wisps of purple mist, covered with auspicious plants, exuding peace and holiness.
True Dragon rises from the land, a Divine Phoenix lies in the mountains, and waterfalls cascade down the cliffs. Against the backdrop of auspicious clouds, the silvery streams seem to flow from the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, majestic and auspicious, exuding a transcendent charm.
Yang Yi and the others hid in a cloud, looking down at the Ziwei Heavenly Palace. At this moment, Little Tingting also came out. Looking at the Foreign Realm dynasty in front of her, the girl blinked her big eyes, feeling a bit curious.
In another Void, Su Yu and Xiang Yufei stood side by side, with a young man in a dragon robe standing behind them.
This was the Ninth Prince of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, who stood respectfully behind Su Yu and said, "Three days ago, the Longevity Temple Nether Ridge was sent as an envoy to the Divine Dynasty..."
"Is it that Daoist Sanque?" Su Yu toyed with the purple-gold bow in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly.
He was planning to visit the Temple of Longevity Temple and the Human King Hall, but he never expected to find them here.
As the senior said.
Looking at the two young men before him, Prince Qinghe trembled inwardly, still remembering the horrifying scene from just moments before.
Three imperial uncles arrived wielding Ancestral Artifact, but the man in blue merely reached out and grabbed them, freezing the three Supreme Peak Great Power in place. The Purple Heaven Bow flew into the clouds and was taken by another man in silver.
"The one in blue is definitely an unparalleled being who surpasses even the Holy Lord, and the other one is even more..." Prince Qinghe trembled all over, his thoughts racing on Immortal Platform.
He was not considered outstanding among the many princes of Ziwei, otherwise he would not have been appointed to guard the lower city. The divine mountain was high in the clouds, and the elites of the divine dynasty lived there. The imperial palace at the foot of the mountain was just a symbolic ancestral land, and not many cultivators were left to guard it.
If he could gain even a sliver of appreciation from these two senior figures, he might have a chance to ascend to the Ziwei position!
As his desires grew, the young man in the dragon robe calmed himself and revealed everything he knew.
Three days ago, the Daoist Sanque came to visit the Emperor, bringing with him the decree of the Master of the Longevity Temple, intending to unite with the Divine Dynasty to put pressure on the Human King Hall...
"How could an unfavored prince like you know such a confidential matter?" Xiang Yufei's gaze was cold, indicating that there was something suspicious about it.
Upon being glanced at by this being, Prince Qinghe felt as if his soul was about to shatter. In a vague sense, he felt as if he had become a wisp of a ghost in the Nine Nether Abyss, being judged by the awe-inspiring might of heaven.
Under extreme pressure, the young man in the dragon robe decisively abandoned his dignity, knelt down, and said in detail, "I would rather die than lie. It is said that the Longevity Temple has half a page of an ancient scripture, which is extremely mysterious and contains supreme Dao principles. The Human King Hall also has half a page. It is said that the two can be combined to possess the secret of Undying."
"It is precisely because of these two pages of ancient scripture that two forces have been constantly testing each other for decades, trying to reproduce the immortal arts, and the Divine Dynasty and the Longevity Temple are related by marriage..."
"Ancient scriptures and immortal techniques—could they be forbidden chapters left behind by the Dao-proving beings of this ancient star?" The Central Emperor raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest in his gaze.
Su Yu's lips curled slightly as he chuckled, "Indeed, the Longevity Temple must have received a portion of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable's inheritance; that secret technique is one of the Nine Secrets."
Upon hearing this, Prince Qinghe felt as if he were in an ice cave. How could the other party have let him know such a secret...?
"I didn't expect Ziwei to have Nine Secrets." Xiang Yufei understood and said no more.
At this moment, the battle in the sea of clouds became increasingly intense. Wang Teng, full of vigor, stood on the Holy Chariot, holding the Heavenly Emperor Sacred Sword, maneuvering with unparalleled courage.
Originally, both of his divine weapons were sealed. After he entered the Southern Region, Su Yu used the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar to break the seal on the Saint Weapon, revealing the brilliance of the Chaotic Ancient Era Secret Artifacts.
Among them, the golden ancient chariot is a Saint artifact, and the Heavenly Emperor Sacred Sword is a flawless Great Saint Weapon. However, Su Yu only opened two seals on the latter, making it comparable to Saint Weapon.
It was precisely because of these two secret artifacts that the Northern Emperor was able to easily defeat his enemies; otherwise, even though he was in the Eight Forbidden Domain, he would not have been able to contend with the Supreme Peak Great Power who possessed the incomplete Saint Weapon.
Above the sea of clouds, amidst the hazy glow and chaotic Dao patterns, a dark green divine cauldron stood in constant pressure, unleashing countless strands of divine light, confronting the golden ancient war chariot.
Two streams of sacred energy swept across the sky and in all directions, causing the universe to turn upside down, the Sun-Moon to lose their light, and the terrifying pressure to shake tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
The cultivators of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty stationed in various places were alarmed by this fluctuation. Seeing that a war had broken out in the capital, they all flew towards this place.
The True Solar Fire blazed fiercely, and the golden chariot shone like a rainbow. Under the refraction of sunlight, the ancient chariot gleamed with a crystal-clear metallic luster, as if it were divine gold.
Wang Teng carried the Holy Dao Divine Sword on his back, his aura as deep and boundless as the sea. He wore a black gold battle robe, surrounded by the four spirits, and his Daoist charm transformed into lotus flowers, making him appear like a divine king.
Despite suffering severe injuries in the Heavenly Emperor Dao Stele, he quickly recovered thanks to the effects of the Forbidden Zone Divine Spring and the "Former" Secret Technique.
He had diligently cultivated the "Former" Secret Technique for many years, making his divine Power of Thought incredibly resilient and indelible. What would be certain death for other prodigies, he could simply recuperate for a period of time.
The dark green bronze cauldron was only two-thirds complete and was not a flawless Saint Weapon, but it was still awe-inspiring. The chains of order were intertwined and chaotic, and the cauldron was imprinted with scenes of fish, insects, flowers, birds, stars, sun, Sun-Moon. Between the floating and sinking, Chaos and mist swirled, and countless rays of light shot into the sky, engulfing the Sun-Moon.
Seven figures jointly activated the damaged Saint Weapon, forming a killing formation that trapped the black-haired youth within it.
The elder at the head chanted a divine incantation, using his essence and blood to draw upon the divine dragon energy of the Heavenly Palace, attempting to refine the opponent with the help of this energy.
"You dying people, do you think you can save your lives with a broken Saint Weapon..." Sensing their intentions, Wang Teng sneered, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
He stood at the second minor realm of the Immortal Platform Second Heaven, having entered the Eight Forbidden Domain, enough to contend with the Holy Lord, and he didn't take these Great Power seriously at all.
Since his birth, apart from suffering a crushing defeat in front of Su Yu, no one has been able to suppress him.
He moved his hands, and vast divine power transformed into radiance, enveloping his body. His figure, like a tsunami, crashed down upon thousands of Demon Mountain with unstoppable force.
In the vast white light, the sound of swords rang out softly, and the light and shadow were like lines. Wang Teng used himself as a Dao diagram to imprint the nine Emperor characters from the Chaotic Ancient Scripture. The golden ancient war chariot shone brightly and burst out with Heavenly God. All laws roared and Dao traces pulsed, and everything fell into a deathly silence.
The Dao diagram fluttered, and seven dazzling silver stars hung in the air, exuding wisps of imperial aura. The surrounding void shimmered with light, and countless divine rays descended, illuminating the palace below in an ethereal and otherworldly way, like a fairyland.
Above the palace gate are the two characters "Starry Sky," carved in silver and iron strokes, possessing a unique charm.
A beam of divine light shot out from the Green Copper Cauldron, illuminating the plaque of the Star Radiance Hall and triggering the divine essence left behind by the founder of the divine dynasty. In an instant, a murderous aura soared into the sky, and countless strands of azure light fell from the bronze cauldron, transforming into arrows that shot towards Wang Teng...
In an instant, flames burst forth, divine light overflowed, Chaos churned, and two terrifying holy divine lights collided, turning the vast sea of clouds into nothingness, shattering space, and seemingly halting the River of Time, plunging everything into silence.
The greatest sound is silent; in the deepest darkness lies the ultimate collision.
Wang Teng's eyes shone brightly. His immortal Immortal Platform shone brilliantly, his body was crystal clear, his divine sense was flawless, and his blood energy surged. He was not afraid of this Saint Weapon battle at all!
Besides the two secret artifacts of the Chaotic Ancient Era lineage on the field, he also brought his family's incomplete Saint Weapon, the Purple Lightning Hammer, with him when he went to the Southern Region.
The Star Radiance Hall fell silent. Everyone remained quiet, not daring to speak. The Ziwei Dynasty Lord's expression was cold, and two beams of divine lightning shot from his eyes as he stared at the figure in the sea of clouds.
If the opponent were Dao-Slaying King, he would back down, but the Divine Dynasty could never bow down to a cultivator at the Immortal Platform Second Heaven.
"These two Saint Weapon, I wonder which prodigy they belong to?"
The Daoist Sanque was also observing the battle. Seeing Wang Teng fighting seven Great Power alone, he was amazed and wanted to befriend him.
He is currently at the peak of the First Heaven of the Immortal Platform and has not yet broken through to the Immortal Two.