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

The Holy Emperor's Academy quickly became a gathering place for powerful figures, with various cloud ships arriving in an endless stream from three thousand miles away.

You can also see the moving sky city, which is a place where many cultivators settle down.

"This formation looks quite impressive."

Gazing at the Myriad Manifestations Sealing Heaven Formation, I could intuitively sense this, but upon further reflection, I realized it was unlikely.

In such a short time, and not done by a master of formations, it can't be that impressive.

"Half a month ago, a single dragon sparrow was able to break through the Sacred Pillar Formation, which proves everything."

"At most, it's just a matter of concealing and spying, and isolating divine sense to a greater extent, so that outsiders can't see the decline of the Holy Emperor's Academy."

"I really want to test the strength of this formation."

Some people were tempted, but quickly changed their minds.

More than the formation, they feared Shen Ming's fearsome reputation and dared not offend him casually.

The top combat power in the Sixth Realm is the God Realm, but Shen Ming seems to have never taken them seriously.

At this moment, a huge cloud ship slowly descended into the sky, like a sea of ​​clouds stretching across the heavens, covering the sky and casting a huge shadow.

The ship was enormous, and an invisible pressure seemed to emanate from it, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

Everyone looked up in awe.

"The Heaven-Mending Sect!"

This is the flagship of the Patching Heaven Sect, and it is only deployed on important occasions.

No one was surprised.

It is common knowledge that Shen Mingsheng Emperor's Daoist partner is the Heaven-Mending Saintess, and the Heaven-Mending Sect can be considered Li Miaozhen's maternal family.

The relationship between the Holy Emperor Academy and the Patching Heaven Sect was naturally extraordinary.

Before the grand event began, the Patching Heaven Sect was the only force that could enter the Holy Emperor Mountain.

The clouds and mist of the Holy Emperor's Academy dispersed, allowing people to glimpse Holy Emperor Mountain.

The dazzling light surprised everyone, but before they could see it clearly, it became hazy again.

The cloud ship of the Patching Heaven Sect sailed into it.

On the cloud boat were elders like Mo Yuan, who had a good relationship with Shen Ming and Li Miaozhen, but they were not the backbone of the team today.

He was the Sage King Mo Wentian, and a giant of the Patching Heaven Sect, whose word was law within the sect.

Mo Wentian stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a dark gold robe with star-like runes inlaid on the cuffs and collar, making him appear extraordinary.

His deep eyes held a chilling indifference, as if nothing in the world concerned him.

Mo Wentian looked down at the Holy Emperor Mountain from his high vantage point, but an invisible pressure still emanated from his body.

"It's nothing more than that."

Mo Wentian said in a low voice, and then said loudly, "No matter what, Junior Sister Li is my Heaven-Mending Saintess. She did not hold a Daoist couple ceremony in the Sixth Realm. Living like this on Holy Emperor Mountain is easy to be criticized."

After he left the pass, he immediately went to see Li Miaozhen and was immediately amazed by her beauty.

However, as a Saint King, he could not possibly do something like stealing someone else's lover; that would be despicable.

Previously, when the Little Sword Saint Gu Chuan said something about how other people's Daoist partners were better, everyone tried to excuse him by saying that he was a sword cultivator and not very bright.

Moreover, Mo Wentian thought that as a Saint King, he was incredibly charming and should attract Li Miaozhen.

Ironically, the fact that a female cultivator would abandon her Daoist partner and voluntarily follow her, even though the nature of the matter was not much different, was considered a beautiful story in the Sixth Realm.

To Mo Wentian's surprise, Li Miaozhen didn't care about him at all, and looked at him with the same gaze she gave to the grass and trees.

I thought Junior Sister Li would always be like this, but I didn't expect that upon hearing the news of Shen Ming's return, she would rush to Holy Emperor Mountain immediately.

Mo Wentian was naturally unhappy.

“Shen Ming and Li Miaozhen became Daoist partners when they were in the lower realm, and they don’t care about these things,” Mo Yuan said.

"Does that mean they don't care? One is the Heaven-Mending Saintess, and the other is the Holy Emperor; their fates are tied to the Sixth Realm's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing overall situation, structure, and overall dynamics)." Mo Wentian said.

Mo Yuan thought to himself, "Even so, what does it have to do with you?"

"The freedom granted to the Holy Maiden by the Patching Heaven Sect has indeed gone too far." Unexpectedly, an ancient giant within the sect spoke up.

Mo Yuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "The reincarnation of the Great Emperor should be respected. These are the original words of the Dao Lord of the Upper Realm."

“Respect does not mean flattery. If we exert a little pressure, the Holy Maiden will betray the Heaven-Mending Sect. Wouldn’t our Heaven-Mending Sect become a laughing stock?” Mo Wentian said.

Mo Yuan frowned. That was indeed the case, but it didn't come to that extent at all.

Mo Wentian was exaggerating and using the situation as an excuse to make a fuss.

“Before the Holy Emperor Dynasty is rebuilt, the Holy Maiden will remain in the Heaven-Mending Sect. To put it another way, the current cultivation conditions of the Holy Emperor Academy are simply incomparable to those of my Heaven-Mending Sect,” the giant said.

"Then I'll speak," Mo Yuan said helplessly.

He knew that Li Miaozhen and Shen Ming were both people who responded better to gentle persuasion than force, so he hoped they wouldn't cause any conflict.

"No, as the chief, I can handle this kind of thing. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Just look at this shabby Holy Emperor Mountain..."

Before Mo Wentian could finish speaking, the Sky-Mending Warship passed through the outer domain and arrived at the inner domain of Holy Emperor Mountain.

The spiritual mist that had been shrouding the area suddenly dissipated, revealing a magnificent scene before everyone, resembling a celestial realm.

The inner realm was filled with a vast expanse of spiritual energy, with rosy clouds rising between heaven and earth, and even faint starlight appearing in the sky, making the entire space seem like a dream.

Mount Daluo stands majestically, its imposing presence reaching into the clouds. Its crystal-clear body seems to be formed from spiritual jade, and purple mist wafts around its waist, as if the Great Dao has manifested itself, exuding a sacred aura that awes the soul.

As everyone watched intently, a loud phoenix cry resounded through the sky, clear and melodious, soaring straight to the heavens.

An immortal phoenix spread its wings and soared, its feathers like burning flames, intertwined with gold and red. Each flap seemed to stir up a storm of spiritual energy, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

It was surrounded by flames and Daoist energy. The flames were not ordinary earthly fire, but divine flames of nirvana and eternal life, each wisp containing boundless power.

Mo Wentian stood on the deck, his gaze fixed on the celestial phoenix, a hint of shock flashing across his usually indifferent expression.

"Such a world..."

The others from the Patching Heaven Sect were also dumbfounded, clearly not expecting the inner area of ​​the formation to be in such a state.

Wasn't it said that the Ancient Holy Emperor Academy was destroyed in an instant?

The Daluo Mountain and the Shenghuang Mountain echo each other from afar, just like the sun and the moon.

"..."

They began to observe carefully, trying to find something amiss.

The original sacred veins could support cultivation over hundreds of thousands of miles, while a top-tier spiritual vein could support cultivation over tens of thousands of miles.

Shen Ming concentrated his spiritual energy within a three-thousand-mile radius, using it only for himself and Li Miaozhen, which could be described as extravagant.

Especially Mount Daluo, where the Daoist temple constructed by Shen Ming vaguely resembles the prototype of an Emperor's Daoist temple.

Mo Wentian pursed his lips, because he discovered that, not to mention Li Miaozhen, he was cultivating much faster here than within the sect.

This made what he originally wanted to say seem utterly ridiculous.