After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Who do you think will win, the Great Xia or the Great Gu?"

South of the Milky Way, in a local tavern, powerful figures whispered among themselves.

"It's hard to say, it's difficult to explain."

"In my opinion, the ancient palace is holding back, remaining unmoved even after the deaths of two Supreme Elders. It is likely that it is gathering its strength, waiting for a thunderous strike."

"It has nothing to do with us. We'll side with whoever wins, and it would be best if both sides were to suffer heavy losses, so that no one would restrict us."

As they were talking, a dark aura suddenly approached. Before the martial artists could even understand what was happening, they were swept away by the sinister black wind.

"Hehehe, Blood Feast wants to stand by and watch? How laughable."

In this day and age, martial artists are not allowed to sit on the fence; they will either be captured or surrender to the Great Xia.

On Shouyang Mountain, at Tianyang Academy.

Three old men were discussing recent important events.

The Great Xia and Great Gu are locked in a life-or-death struggle, and it seems that Tianyang Academy, as a super power, should also make a statement.

"In my opinion, let them fight it out while we stand by and watch. If they are both severely weakened, we can take the opportunity to occupy the Central Plains, which may be the chance for our return."

An old man in a floral robe said this, his smile was sinister, and he did not have the demeanor of a master from Tianyang Academy that outsiders thought he was.

"Hua Diao'er, stop talking nonsense. This battle cannot end in mutual destruction." A chubby old man holding a wine jar snorted fiercely. Hua Diao'er pouted and said, "Old wine devil, don't you want to leave Lizhou?"

"I want to, but that thing has escaped. Do you think Great Xia can defeat it? The Holy Emperor is young and no match for him. If the Ancient Palace destroys Great Xia, you can guess the fate of our Tianyang Academy. So we should go to Great Xia now to negotiate and join forces to try to kill the Ancient Palace in one battle."

"Both of you, be quiet."

A kind-looking old man at the head of the table interrupted the two. His temperament was similar to Zhang Sanfeng's, but he was not as gloomy as Zhang Sanfeng's negative personality. Instead, he looked like a wise and enlightened master. He was Yuan Mengzi, the old dean of Tianyang Academy.

Hua Diao'er and Jiu Laogui exchanged a glance and shut their mouths.

Yuan Mengzi said, "It's not impossible to take action, but we don't know how strong that thing is."

The old drunkard muttered, "They've arrested a lot of people lately, probably to feed that thing. We, as members of a righteous sect, have to just watch helplessly. It's really humiliating. In my opinion, we should follow the example of that kid, the Holy Emperor, and just do it."

Old Wine Ghost was a battle maniac, but Hua Diao'er scoffed at him.

Just then, Yuan Mengzi's expression suddenly changed slightly, and she exclaimed "Huh?" The two asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Two old guys from the desert have come to the Central Plains."

Didn't they move?

"One left, leaving two old fogies. They walked out of the trachoma, wanting to test the quality of that thing. That's fine, let's observe first, and then we can talk later."

Yuan Mengzi made the decision, and the old drunkard was overjoyed, "Finally, something fun!"

The vast desert sands and the ancient Tea Horse Road.

Two elderly figures appeared beside the inn. They were dressed in black and white, wearing cloaks and straw hats, and walked among the crowd like two ordinary old men.

Some people in the martial arts world watched them curiously, feeling that there was something strange about the two of them, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what was wrong.

The two inquired about matters concerning the Central Plains at the inn.

The innkeeper vividly recounted several major battles.

After listening attentively, the two old men exclaimed, "We have truly felt the might of the Holy Emperor."

The boss was extremely proud: "That's right, that's right! Don't you know who the Holy Emperor is? He is an unparalleled genius. Since leaving the capital, he has cultivated from an ordinary person to the peak of Martial Venerable in just one or two years. With such talent, he can be called the number one genius in history!"

Since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, purple clouds have flowed eastward for 30,000 miles, and the Holy Emperor's fame has been widely praised by the world. Whether in terms of his own strength or the governance of the Great Xia Dynasty, he can be described as unparalleled in history.

The two looked at each other and transmitted their voices: "What we have seen and heard with our own eyes and ears shows that binding our destiny was the most correct decision."

"That's right. You and I are old bones, and it's quite a story that we were able to delay a killing calamity for this peerless holy emperor before we died."

The two old men had no fear in their eyes, only approval. What could a peerless demon be compared to the ferocity of trachoma?

The Sand Sea Clan has guarded this place for a thousand years, persevering through countless setbacks and daring to contend with the heavens!

The two then traversed the Western Regions and entered the Central Plains, their pace unhurried yet capable of covering a hundred miles a day.

What the two saw and heard was that the people were happy and always smiling. The officials in the prefectures along the way were well-governed and did not harm the people in the slightest. There were also many new and wonderful inventions that benefited the people. It was a peaceful and prosperous era that was completely different from any other era.

The old man laughed and said, "I've often heard Rongrong talk about how peaceful and tranquil the Central Plains is, but seeing her today, it seems that girl is being modest."

"Yes, I think it's perfectly fine to let Rongrong marry that Holy Emperor. Even if we die, we'll have no regrets."

The two talked until they arrived at the capital region.

The area around the capital is bustling and prosperous, giving it a strange, otherworldly feel. The buildings are uniquely designed, and the roads in the development zone are all paved with cement and are extremely wide, so there is no congestion at all.

There are also green belts planted in the middle of the main road, which make walking next to them particularly refreshing, peaceful and comfortable. In particular, the area is very clean and tidy, with no debris in sight, and there are even dedicated workers to clean it.

"Wonderful, wonderful! The Holy Emperor is not only an anomaly but also a remarkable person." The white-robed old man exclaimed in amazement. He loved this development zone so much; the people living here were truly blessed.

As far as the eye could see, there were many neatly arranged roadside stalls. The clean and bright town gave the two of them a bit of an appetite. The stalls sold milk tea and various pastries and snacks, and there were quite a few customers coming and going.

The two elders tasted a portion and found it very appetizing. After asking several stall owners, they learned that the Holy Emperor had bestowed crafts upon the people, and they were making a living through these small skills. Who would have thought that just a few months ago, they were refugees who were barely clothed?

It is no exaggeration to say that when the Holy Emperor is mentioned, everyone will praise him as wise and mighty!

“Indeed, it’s time to go and meet His Majesty the Holy Emperor.”

The two old men looked at each other, and in a daze, they found themselves in the imperial palace in the capital.

The system notification sounded in Chen Futu's ears as he went into seclusion.

【warning】

Two saints have been detected in the palace.

"A sage? What sage?" Chen Futu was a little confused. What was the system doing? Wasn't a sage just a minor Martial Emperor?

A true martial arts saint is called a martial saint, not a martial emperor.

[Please proceed to handle this as soon as possible.]

Upon hearing this, Chen Futu gasped, "Holy crap, could it be the ancestor of the ancient temple who has come out?!"

Without a second thought, Chen Futu grabbed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Imperial Seal and rushed out of Baiyujing!

As soon as they arrived above the imperial city, they saw two figures standing in the square, one black and one white. Just looking at them from afar was enough to make one's heart tremble. They were just standing there quietly, yet strange martial arts rules intertwined between them.

Chen Futu became wary, but then a laugh rang out, "Your Majesty, do not be alarmed. We two come from the Desert Sea and have come to request an audience."

The two old men waved with smiles, showing no hostility or murderous intent.

Chen Futu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that he came from the desert, and then arrived at the square to meet him.

The two men looked them over and then said, "The Supreme Emperor of the Imperial Path."

"A dragon among men."

"What a great and sage emperor!"

The two old men were like comedians performing a comedy routine. Chen Futu blushed from the praise. "You two seniors have traveled thousands of miles to the capital. May I ask what advice you have for me?"