After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

at the same time.

At the four corners of the palace, powerful cultivators emerged from the shadows and stood atop the roof of the main hall.

The Great Qian Dynasty stood for a thousand years without falling; how could the emperor be the only one in the palace?

The Ancestor of the Underworld chuckled, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Martial Emperor, we meet again. All these years, you are still at the Grandmaster level, without any progress."

"The Underworld Ancestor's boasting skills have improved quite a bit. Back then, I was clearly half a move better than you."

"Hehehe, so what?"

The Netherworld Ancestor laughed triumphantly, "I have already advanced from the initial stage of the Celestial Realm to the perfect stage of the Celestial Realm."

The Emperor remained silent.

The other party has made great progress and is no longer the same as before.

but.

Since the other party dared to trespass into the palace, he could not pretend not to know for the sake of the royal family's honor.

Seeing that the other party acknowledged the gap in skill, the Underworld Ancestor felt smug.

However, he knew perfectly well what was going on.

To escape unscathed, the Zhou royal family must save face.

That being said, he originally intended to break into the Great Qian Imperial Palace.

Coming here was purely accidental.

Who would have thought that Zhou Yi would pull him over from the other end of the teleportation array?

The Underworld Ancestor pointed at Lady Jade Hook and said:

"The wicked disciple stole the Netherworld Clan's treasure manual and has been on the run for many years."

"Thank you, Emperor Wu, for capturing him and handing him over to me to take back to my clan for punishment."

"The Underworld Clan will announce to the world tomorrow that they are grateful for the Imperial Dynasty's assistance."

Emperor Wu remained silent, glancing at Lady Yu Gou's spirit and then at the ancient book in Hu Die's hand.

He was considering whether to use the Underworld Ancestor's ladder to get down a way out.

With his strength, he might not be able to defeat his opponent easily.

The destruction of the palace was a minor matter.

If he were to be defeated by the Underworld Ancestor, all the major powers in the world would surely launch a joint attack on the Great Qian Dynasty.

and so.

He cannot afford to lose.

However, despite the noble words of the Netherworld Ancestor Clan, they only wanted a safe retreat.

Once he leaves the palace, he will definitely spread the word that he can enter and leave the palace as if it were his own territory, and the Great Qian Dynasty doesn't dare to utter a word.

At that time, the dynasty will surely lose all face.

It's a real dilemma.

Seeing the Martial Emperor's hesitation, the Underworld Ancestor sneered:

"Zhou Che, you may appear vigorous, but you are actually all bark and no bite. If I want to leave, can you stop me?"

"You're here, and you still want to leave?"

With a calm voice, Zhou Yi said, "What do you take the Great Qian Dynasty for?"

His calm demeanor subconsciously stirred a sense of apprehension in the heart of the Underworld Ancestor.

"Hahaha...you think you can take that?"

Lady Jade Hook sneered, "Our ancestor is at the late stage of the Celestial Realm, a true demigod!"

"Half-immortal?"

Zhou Yi stepped forward, "Even if an immortal comes, you won't be able to leave!"

The Underworld Ancestor's expression darkened.

Unexpectedly, this reckless young man actually intended to start a fight.

His gaze fell upon the Empress.

As if suddenly making up his mind, the Martial Emperor raised his hand and grabbed at the air.

Lady Jade Hook's floating figure was instantly seized by him and brought in front of him.

Then, he laughed:

"Ancestor Ming, this junior is seeking your guidance. Please do not hesitate to teach me."

Empress Wu made up her mind.

Zhou Yi will first probe the opponent's strength before deciding whether to make a move.

Lady Yu Gou has been under Zhou Yi's imprisonment for a long time.

He originally planned to go back and check her memories after sending the Underworld Ancestor away.

The fact that the Martial Emperor directly kidnapped him surprised him.

After glancing at the Martial Emperor, Zhou Yi continued walking towards the Underworld Ancestor.

With each unsteady step, one step higher than the next, he stumbled into the air.

With her flowing robes, flying black hair, and elegant, graceful figure, she seemed destined for great success.

Everyone looked up.

It was as if they were watching an immortal walk back to the heavenly court.

His figure was as tall as the roof ridge of the main hall. Zhou Yi stopped and stood facing the Underworld Ancestor.

……

South gate of the Imperial Palace.

The Third Prince and the others looked up at the sky.

All eyes were filled with shock.

Someone actually broke into the palace and caused a huge explosion.

The shadowy figure who stormed the palace dared to disregard the Martial Emperor's existence; their cultivation level must be above that of a Grandmaster.

The Grandmaster-level Emperor's grandson, who was at the early stage, rushed forward as if nothing had happened.

Does a newly promoted eighth-rank master really think he's invincible?

After the Grandmaster, there are also Half-Immortals, and Land Immortals...

reckless.

Too reckless!

This time, the Grandson of the Emperor will definitely suffer a great loss.

"Prince Yi's nephew is so handsome!"

The fourth prince's eyes lit up with excitement as he asked, "Should we go and help them?"

The Third Prince and the Fifth Prince rolled their eyes at him and continued to look up at the sky.

The female prime minister slapped his hand away from her waist and asked irritably:

"What is your cultivation level?"

"I am at the second level of Qi Refining."

"You can fly up there?"

"You, lend me the Sky-Soaring Talisman..."

……

Pepper Palace.

The second prince jumped up and down in the courtyard, pointed at the night sky, and shouted:

"Brother, we're going to heaven! We're going to heaven!"

Consort Wang sat in the pavilion and said fiercely:

"Kill, kill him!"

……

In the palace.

Imperial concubines, imperial guards, eunuchs, palace maids...

Everyone looked up at the sky, their faces filled with shock.

Someone actually dared to cause a ruckus in the palace.

The one who stepped forward to fight was none other than the Emperor's grandson, Si Huangsun, who sent chills down the spines of many.

……

Outside the palace.

Main streets, alleys, courtyards...

People looked up and watched as the Emperor's grandson ascended into the sky step by step.

When the palace was attacked by terrifying monsters, the benevolent Emperor's grandson resolutely took to the air to fight them off.

……

Everyone clenched their fists, silently cheering and praying for the Crown Prince.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Since war is inevitable, there's no need to remain cowardly.

The sinister laughter of the Underworld Ancestor shook the night sky of the capital.

"I, the ancestor of the Underworld Clan, will now tell the descendants of Empress Zhou what it means to be a celestial being or a demigod!"

Ancestor of the Underworld?

A fortune teller?!

Everyone was shocked.

This black-robed monster was actually a demigod.

Is the Grandson of the Emperor not like a lamb being led into the tiger's den?

South gate of the Imperial Palace.

"Oh no, oh no, my nephew has died young! Don't worry, I'll take care of Miss Hu Die for you."

Pepper Palace.

"Hahaha... The men of the Zhou family are finally going to die!"

Outside the palace, in the streets and alleys.

"Your Highness Prince Yi, please come back quickly!"

……

“You’ve said too much,” Zhou Yi said.

His calm eyes revealed a barely perceptible hint of longing.

It is said that the fastest way to improve one's skills is through combat.

There aren't many cultivators above the Celestial level.

Such sparring partners are becoming fewer and fewer as we kill them.

Therefore, we should cherish it.

It would be such a waste to just casually slap someone to death.

Mingzu was internally ranting and raving.

What does that eager look mean?

It's like an 80-year-old bachelor seeing a naked young woman.

"Die!"

The Nether Ancestor unleashed eighty percent of his power with a punch.

Previously, he casually struck and grabbed the ancient book, only to be casually stopped by the other party.

This time.

He was determined to strike hard and severely injure the arrogant young prince.

His body was filled with a violent surge of death energy, which transformed into a seven-foot-long giant fist that suddenly smashed towards his opponent.

On the fist, faces screamed in terror.

The howling of ghosts and wolves was terrifying.

That's it?

Although Zhou Yi did not speak, the disappointment in his eyes was evident.

The celestial being was far less powerful than he imagined.

The disdainful look in his eyes nearly drove the Underworld Ancestor mad.

This was the first time anyone had looked at him like that since he had advanced to the Celestial Realm.

"boom!"

His aura exploded, unleashing the full power of his eighth-grade Celestial Realm cultivation.

Attack power increased several times.

At this moment, he no longer cared whether he would anger the Martial Emperor or completely break with the Great Qian Dynasty.

Dark clouds rolled across the sky and earth.

The sky is yang, the earth is yin; the immense pressure difference is poured into the giant fist.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

Tiny sparks of electricity exploded on the surface of the giant fist, which was churning with death energy.

This punch has already borrowed the power of heaven and earth.

Beneath the hood, his scarlet eyes gleamed with madness.

Must kill!

This strike will surely shatter Emperor Si's grandson into pieces.