Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

The figure in the high-walled courtyard also stood up from the dragon throne and walked out step by step. This time, everyone saw his face clearly. Of course, the first thing they saw was the dragon robe he was wearing.

The intention of rebellion was evident. Although the people present did not have too many filters for the imperial power, they had been exposed to countless supernatural and strange things, and their belief in the emperor's majesty had gradually weakened.

But... no matter how much they were born into this dynasty, no matter how small the majesty was, they still had a little respect for the imperial power. This was the first time they had encountered a rebellion.

The dragon robe and the dragon throne, this King Cheng did not hide anything at all.

However, when they saw Prince Cheng's face, their breath caught in their throats. The phrase "rejuvenation" flashed through everyone's minds in an instant.

After understanding all this, my breathing became heavier.

Does this mean that Prince Cheng has achieved immortality? Then... who wouldn't yearn for it? Not even the Emperor, let alone them.

Dong Wen seemed to sense his men's thoughts, but he didn't stop them. He didn't believe it could be achieved easily and without cost. Otherwise, Xuan Qi wouldn't have chosen such a path. He wanted to make these people understand that nothing comes for free. Even if one truly cultivates immortality, it takes time to accumulate. But the King Cheng before him clearly wasn't one of them. How could he have acquired such immense power in such a short time?

He didn't know what price this Cheng Wang had paid. But if he looked closely, this Cheng Wang seemed completely different from the Cheng Wang he had seen before. Even though their faces were similar, he couldn't find any similarities.

The Prince Cheng he met was tactful but timid, a bit clever but not very wise. However, this character served him well within the imperial family, escaping several devolutions and becoming one of the few remaining old princes of the Yan Dynasty.

Because he poses no threat to the throne and has a special status, His Majesty is very tolerant of him.

But the person I see now is completely different from the one I saw before.

He was domineering and majestic, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked down upon all living beings without any emotional fluctuations. He had the demeanor of an emperor, as if he was born to be high and mighty, and his every move revealed a supreme temperament.

This doesn't look like a person at all. So who is this person?

Dong Wen didn't know, but the mirage dragon did. The young nobleman, holding a long fan, brazenly surveyed the scene, muttering to himself, "Is this what you imagine an emperor to be?"

"It looks good, but I wonder about its actual quality."

King Cheng's pupils drooped slightly as he looked down at the Mirage Dragon: "You'll know after a fight."

"Not now. Do you want to raze the entire Ji Province to the ground? That's not the behavior of an emperor."

The mirage dragon was still clever. Although he knew that the other party would return to the Dao after becoming an emperor, that wasn't the case at this moment. At this moment, he would exist in the form of an emperor, both in his behavior and his thoughts. He was "playing" an emperor.

So he wore the dragon robe and sat on the dragon throne, and his demeanor and movements were all the same. It seems that the obsession of the King Cheng was very profound.

After pondering for a moment, Prince Cheng frowned and agreed. He knew the extent of his own power. And just as Shenlong had imagined, he had cast himself into the mold of an emperor, specifically one from the Yan Dynasty. Therefore, he would not allow his kingdom to suffer even the slightest loss. This terrifying subconscious compulsion compelled him to do so even when he was reluctant to listen to the advice of an enemy.

Seeing King Cheng nod, the Mirage Dragon chuckled: "Let's go."

Then, in the surprised eyes of the group, the two disappeared from the spot, and no one knew where they went.

"This..."

Dong Wen's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to chase after him, but he had no idea where to start. Everyone turned around and looked at Chen Tao.

Equally bewildered, Chen Tao waved his hands repeatedly under the scrutinizing gaze of dozens of eyes, a mixture of amusement and exasperation on his face: "Don't look at me, I don't know where they went either."

"Who exactly are you?!" If Chen Tao doesn't tell the truth, Dong Wen won't hesitate to force a confession.

While criticizing Shenlong's unreliable behavior of leaving without a word, Chen Tao chuckled and said, "I'm employed by the Shenzi Chamber of Commerce. I'm just a江湖人 (jianghu person, a member of the martial arts world), not a member of the master's family. How would I know the master's plans? I'm just as shocked."

As a former agent for a national intelligence organization, Chen Tao's ability to tell lies to different people was a specialty. His intellect allowed him to instantly fabricate the most plausible lies at the time, and when combined with his acting, the truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, were impeccable.

Dong Wen, seeing the man's shocked expression and the fact that he had abandoned him without hesitation, believed him to be about 70%. However, he was not going to let him go.

"So what do you know?"

"Um, I think I know they went to fight, and it probably made quite a commotion..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling sound was heard from the ground.

The Demon Slayers exchanged glances and quickly headed in one direction. Seeing no one paying attention to him, Chen Tao quietly followed behind them.

Meanwhile, Prince Cheng and Shenlong, who had disappeared, hadn't actually gone very far. They had found an area, or perhaps it was because Prince Cheng was forced to listen to Shenlong's advice that made him lose face, that he couldn't wait to start the fight as soon as he left Jizhou.

The battle between the two sides was earth-shattering.

Daohua's Cheng Wang was very powerful. This wasn't based on his own strength, but on his Daohua's convictions. This conviction could even change the world, giving him a power akin to the divine law, allowing him to speak the law, regardless of wind, rain, thunder, or lightning.

This ability itself should not appear in King Cheng. But who made the person standing before him not King Cheng, but an obsession that was in harmony with the Tao.

Endless thunder and lightning spread across the jungle, burning everything around it to ashes.

While dodging, the mirage dragon vaporized the lightning approaching it.

But the attack had only just begun. These wandering lightning snakes instantly transformed into ferocious thunder dragons, charging and biting at the mirage dragon. Furthermore, as the jungle erupted in flames, crimson lotuses blossomed without notice. King Cheng watched the fleeing mirage dragon and waved his hand.

A fierce wind blew, and the swaying red lotus transformed into petals in the wind and drifted towards the mirage dragon. The power contained in each petal was enough to melt mountains and turn the ground into flowing magma.

Wherever the wind blew, the landscape was completely transformed. The original jungle turned into a magma inferno, and the rising burning gas cast a fiery red on the sky.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

The current King Cheng's strength has reached such a great level. However, he is facing an unreasonable existence like the Mirage Dragon.

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