Fang Heng's voice was not loud, yet it rang with force, piercing straight into the clouds.
The Crown Prince, the Second Prince, Xiao Yi, and Lin Xihe were all dumbfounded upon hearing Fang Heng's words.
Was the Ninth Prince really this hardheaded?
He had directly requested the Emperor's judgment?
If he was wrong, he would suffer a crushing blow.
As Shang Hongye watched Fang Heng's retreating figure as he requested the Emperor's judgment, a dark gleam flickered in her eyes.
The husband she had chosen seemed... not quite as low-key as the intelligence reports had portrayed him...
With a hum, heaven and earth trembled!
A dazzling divine light, like a galaxy pouring down, suddenly descended above the God Slaying Department.
This divine light seemed to have crossed the ages, arriving from ancient times.
It carried boundless mystery and majesty, twisting even the void itself.
Within the radiance, a towering figure could vaguely be seen. It was Emperor Yuanchu!
A resounding dragon's roar echoed through the heavens.
The roar contained endless authority and dominance.
At that moment, the entire God Slaying Department was shrouded in divine light, and everyone involuntarily held their breath.
"Your son (this humble subject) pays respects to Your Majesty!"
Everyone knelt in unison, their voices echoing above the God Slaying Department like great bells.
"Rise!"
Emperor Yuanchu's voice was deep and majestic.
It seemed to descend from the Ninth Heaven, making everyone's hearts tremble.
What had descended upon the God Slaying Department was not Emperor Yuanchu's true body, but one of his divine incarnations.
Even so.
That figure remained as towering as a mountain, every gesture carrying irresistible pressure.
Fang Heng drew a deep breath, steadied his mind, stepped forward, and cupped his hands.
"Father Emperor, the Black Tortoise Array Eye of the God Slaying Grand Array