I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Outside the palace, the mountain made of crystal stone reflected an eerie glow.

A sword light pierced through the air, its sharp edge cutting through the thunderstorm and appearing at the foot of Thunder Crystal Mountain in an instant.

The Sword Fairy, wielding a cyan longsword, possessed an ethereal aura, her flowing robes seemingly blending seamlessly with the heavens and earth.

She looked up at the Thunder Palace, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Not far away, a vast imperial aura swept in, as if it controlled the very essence of heaven and earth.

The young emperor was clad in a purple-gold dragon robe, with dragon patterns encircling his body, exuding an aura as deep and boundless as the sea.

He rode on the dragon shadow in the void, followed by the national guardian general, who was dressed in black and gold armor and had an imposing aura. The two came side by side, their eyes fixed on the top of Thunder Crystal Mountain.

At the same time, another sword cultivator appeared: Gu Tianming.

They entered from a very far location and only now have they found their way here.

As the figures gradually gathered, the strong individuals who had passed the test appeared one after another. Among them were disciples of the academy and warriors of the imperial clan.

"It's been about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and the treasures must have fallen into the hands of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!"

They were anxious, fearing they would fall behind.

On the mountaintop, the sea of ​​fire was not as intense as when Shen Ming had just arrived.

With everyone working together, they gathered their magical power into a torrent, forcefully breaking through the sea of ​​fire.

The Little Emperor was extremely domineering, driving his chariot straight into the sea of ​​fire.

"Thankfully, the people inside haven't come out yet, there's still time!"

A cultivator skilled in deduction confirmed this.

Hearing this, the others breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the person hadn't left.

Such a large dojo, we can't just plunder it all.

The gates of the Thunder Palace burst open with a roar, and blazing lightning rippled out like waves.

Sword Fairy, Little Pan Emperor, Gu Tianming, and other powerful figures stepped in one after another, their eyes burning with fervor, as if they could already see mountains of treasures and dazzling immortal gold and spiritual medicines.

The young emperor's gaze swept over his companions, a smug smile curving his lips. His voice was deep yet imposing: "I hereby declare that once you enter this palace, what you acquire will be distributed according to your strength. Do not seize treasures that you cannot control."

"Little Emperor, you're talking about that young man, aren't you?" Gu Tianming stated bluntly.

Sword cultivators are straightforward and honest, without any ulterior motives.

Others began to discuss the matter, some sneered, some rubbed their hands together in anticipation, and some even whispered among themselves.

The next second, they appeared inside the palace, their initial anticipation and excitement abruptly ending.

Inside the palace, it was not the magnificent, treasure-filled place they had imagined.

An incredibly vast and silent expanse.

Forget about immortal gold and spiritual medicine, you can't even find a single broken thunder crystal.

Those places, which should be filled with rare and precious materials, divine weapons and immortal scriptures, only had the lingering echoes of thunderous power, as if they had just been completely looted.

Many people's smiles froze, replaced by incredulous rage.

"Is it supposed to be like this?" someone wondered.

A Taoist monk, his brows furrowed, suddenly took out an ancient bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror is engraved with obscure thunder runes and emits a mysterious aura.

"This mirror can reveal the original image!"

After saying that, he activated his magic incantation, and a layer of radiant light appeared on the bronze mirror.

The next moment, a magnificent light and shadow projected from the bronze mirror, enveloping the entire palace.

In the interplay of light and shadow, the once empty palace became incomparably magnificent, with lightning crystals covering the ground and radiant with colorful glow.

Countless immortal herbs and elixirs were piled up like mountains, and divine weapons and magical treasures emitted a dazzling light.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was speechless with astonishment. Their breathing quickened instantly, and their eyes revealed a deep longing and shock.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "This is what Thunder Palace should look like! Where did all those things go?!"

The emptiness inside the Thunder Palace plunged everyone into a brief silence, followed by low murmurs of angry and resentful curses.

"Fenglei Pavilion, it must be Fenglei Pavilion!"

"That's outrageous! Eating alone will incur public wrath!"

"We're going to the Wind and Thunder Pavilion! We demand an explanation!"

Just as everyone was getting angry, someone suddenly narrowed their eyes and whispered, "There's someone there!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it exploded like thunder, instantly drawing everyone's attention to the platform high above.

A figure was seen sitting cross-legged on the platform.

His aura was as deep as the sea, and even from a great distance, it still made people feel oppressed.

"It's that boy!"

The crowd rushed forward and surrounded the platform, but dared not climb up easily.

Shen Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the platform, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was as sharp as lightning, reflecting the runes around him.

He had already comprehended the Thunder Emperor Immortal Scripture and knew that this immortal scripture was called the "Divine Thunder Transformation Heaven Scripture".

Before he could cultivate any further, he was interrupted by these people.

Shen Ming looked up, his expression calm as still water.

"Young man! Where did Fenglei Pavilion go?!"

Someone asked a question.

They hadn't figured out the situation yet, and thought Shen Ming had been used and then discarded.

Some people were even wondering when Yue Lei had become so soft-hearted, leaving prisoners alive.

Shen Ming saw through this and didn't bother to hide it.

"died."

The team was surprised by this answer and wondered if it was because some restrictions in the dojo had been triggered, leading to the team's annihilation.

"What about the treasures here?"

“Naturally, it belongs to me,” Shen Ming said.

"Good boy!"

"Hand it over! You can't handle all this stuff by yourself!"

"First come, first served. This is someone else's treasure. Don't be afraid, young friend. Our Xuan Yang Ancient Sect will stand up for you and protect you as you leave."

"Shameless! They just want to embezzle it all, yet they make it sound so high and mighty."

"Young man, you are new here and know nothing about the Fifth Realm. Join our Great Zhou Dynasty, and we will appoint you as a king and ensure your safety."

The group consisted entirely of Emperor-level experts from the Fifth Realm, who used both threats and inducements to try and force Shen Ming to submit.

"Shut up!"

At that moment, a cold, sharp shout rang out like a thunderclap.

Xiao Panhuang's eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned the surroundings. His voice resonated, carrying an irresistible majesty.

Everyone was stunned and fell silent.

"Give me the Immortal Scripture, and you can keep the other treasures. I'll take you away safely," said Little Pan Emperor.

overbearing!

Others reacted strongly, but few spoke up.

“We in Jianzhou won’t tolerate this.”

Gu Tianming refused to accept this, so he raised the banner of Jianzhou and joined forces with the Sword Fairy.

The Sword Fairy remained silent, but her attitude was clear: even though she was called a fairy, she would not miss out on a treasure.

"Hmph, you're nothing but chickens and dogs." Little Panhuang didn't take them seriously.

“That’s right, a bunch of chickens and dogs,” Shen Ming agreed.

Everyone gritted their teeth. Who does Little Panhuang think he is to say such things?

"You too."

As a result, Shen Ming spoke again, and everyone fell silent.

Because these words were spoken to Little Panhuang.