Mysterious mirror hanging high

The faint blood mist left by Ying Wuxin was still swirling between the dragon pillars in the Golden Palace. Jing Yu's expression changed at this moment, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked towards the southeast - in the southeast outside the palace, an extremely terrifying aura was rising into the sky.

"It came quickly."

Suddenly, a dragon roar resounded through the sky outside the hall.

Several black iron chains hung from the void, and at the end of each chain was a bronze dragon-locking nail.

The dome of the hall shattered, and an old man wearing a bright yellow robe and a tall crown fell into the hall.

"Rebel!"

The sound waves swept over with the mighty pressure of the Transformation God. Fear appeared on the faces of Yuwen Baozhan, Cao Wangzhen, Sima Xuanzhao and others. They clearly recognized the identity of this tall-crowned old man emitting the spiritual pressure of the Transformation God...

The previous generation of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Emperor, [Ying Shigui]!

Jing Yu, however, stretched his muscles in the face of this earth-shattering power.

When the old man in the tall crown grabbed with his five fingers forming claws, the golden token suddenly emitted endless light and tore a crack in the void.

Jing Yu's figure began to fade, and a sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of his lips.

Before he completely disappeared, he gave the old man who had achieved the state of transformation a big middle finger.

"boom!"

The magical light that burst forth from the old man's palm pierced through the afterimage. Wherever the aftermath swept through, it actually blasted the entire Golden Throne Hall apart.

"How can this be?"

Ying Shigui finally showed an expression of incomprehension on his face. "I have already sealed off Taixu. Even the [Great Teleportation Talisman] cannot break through the space. How did this rebellious son escape?"

"Knock to the Emperor!"

At this time, all the ministers in the hall woke up from their dreams, knelt down in unison, and paid homage to Ying Shigui.

Even the True Lords of the six great families who had previously pretended to obey Ying Wuxin knelt down at this moment. It was because the influence of the previous generation of Immortal Emperor who had retired and practiced in seclusion in recent decades was still there, and now he was a real pseudo-god cultivator, so they had no choice but to bow their heads.

Ying Shigui glanced coldly at Cao Wangzhen and the others who were kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, and said, suppressing his anger:

"What exactly happened? Why did Wuxin die in front of the emperor? With the [Imperial Seal] protecting him, how could Ying Wuyi, a mere Jindan cultivator, get close to him?"

"you say!"

Ying Shigui randomly pointed at a Nascent Soul eunuch, and before the eunuch could speak, he suddenly said, "Forget it, I'll come and see for myself."

He snapped his fingers in the air, and suddenly a water curtain appeared in front of him. The situation in the hall just now was shown on the water curtain in detail, flashing back quickly like a kaleidoscope.

At this moment, two auras of incarnation appeared again in the Golden Palace. Two human faces made purely of spiritual energy condensed in the palace, both with raging anger on their faces:

"The Immortal Emperor Shending was assassinated before the emperor. This has never happened since the founding of the Immortal Dynasty. It is a great shame and humiliation for our dynasty!"

"Investigate! Even if we have to search the heavens and the earth, we must find the murderer! We can't let him get away with it..."

Several Yuanying Zhenjuns from the six major families were sweating profusely. Although the royal authority of the Shending Immortal Dynasty had been shaken in recent years, the major families still did not dare to make any open moves. The most important reason was that they had no idea how many surviving Divine Transformation cultivators there were in the Shending Imperial Clan!

Now that the Divine Cauldron Immortal Emperor Ying Wuxin has died, he has unexpectedly attracted three Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs in an instant. And these are only the Divine Transformation Monarchs who have been cultivating in seclusion near Yujing City...

Previously, the various noble families roughly estimated that there were only four or five Divine Transformation cultivators left in the Shending Imperial Clan. It seems that this was a big mistake.

At this time, Ying Shigui opened his eyes and said calmly, "Two elders, please be patient. Shigui already understands the whole cause and effect of the matter."

The previous generation of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Emperor thought to himself, "The only way to instantly render the [Imperial Seal] ineffective is if another [Imperial Seal] materializes, canceling out the two… So the Imperial Seal stolen by the Gongsun family wasn't given out of Divine Cauldron Heaven, but instead remained in the hands of that rebellious son, Ying Wuyi."

"That's it, that's it..."

"Ying Wuyi, it turns out that you've been torturing Gongsun Duan day and night all these years just to put on a show for your father."

"In fact, this rebellious son might have been one of Gongsun's backup plans from the very beginning!"

"That's right. After all, he has half the blood of the Gongsun clan flowing in his veins... Hehe, an ungrateful wolf that can never be tamed."

Ying Shigui's mind raced, and he thought he understood the whole story. However, he felt a little pain in his heart:

"This new jade seal cost countless manpower, material resources, incense, and spiritual objects to create. I never thought that after just three hundred years, we would have to make a new one..."

"This rebellious son..."

His majestic gaze swept across the Shending clan and fell on King Ningyuan [Ying Wujiu].

Then he saw the bright eyes of Prince Ningyuan [Ying Changsu], pondered for a moment, and made up his mind.

"Preach my will."

Ying Shigui said indifferently:

"In the thirty-sixth year of Jingping, the Immortal Emperor suddenly fell ill and passed away in the Golden Throne Hall."

"From now on, the throne is passed to Prince Ningyuan, Ying Wujiu."

Ying Wujiu, who had always been low-key, shuddered, his heart beating like a drum, and his temples throbbing.

Forcefully suppressing the howling of the blood in his body, Ying Wujiu quickly walked up to the emperor and bowed, saying:

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your consideration..."

"Stand up, you will be the emperor from now on, don't kneel anymore." Ying Shigui said solemnly, "Even my father shouldn't kneel... otherwise it would be against the image of the dynasty."

Ying Wujiu respectfully transmitted his message, "The Emperor is only the Son of Heaven, but Father is Heaven. Kneeling in private is fine."

Ying Shigui was quite pleased with what he said. He nodded with satisfaction and pressed the storage bag on his waist with one hand, ready to take something out.

Normally, the enthronement ceremony of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Emperor requires the transfer of the Immortal Emperor's authority and the completion of the handover of the [Imperial Seal]. However, Ying Shigui suddenly realized that the two surviving seals were now in the possession of Ying Wuyi, the rebellious son, and he was unable to hand them over. He had no choice but to take out a seal magic weapon that was slightly similar in shape to the Imperial Seal and handed it to Ying Wujiu to make up the number temporarily.

Then he glanced at the ministers and said sternly:

"No one is allowed to reveal anything about what happened in this palace today! Anyone who knowingly violates this rule will have their entire clan exterminated!"

"The Supreme Emperor..."

At this time, a purple-robed eunuch said cautiously: "You..."

"Is there anything else?" Ying Shigui asked impatiently.

"Retired Emperor, our Immortal Dynasty's history books record that you also passed the throne to the heir after your death. Logically, you shouldn't appear in this Golden Throne Hall. Otherwise, resurrection from the dead doesn't seem to fit the image of the dynasty..."

"I'm going to fuck you..."

Ying Shigui forced himself to suppress the urge to curse, and sighed deeply in his heart:

"Alas...National Destiny Immortal Dynasty System..."

"The Divine Tripod has established a nation for over a hundred thousand years. Its success and failure are both due to imagery!"