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

"The power of heaven and earth!"

"Has the Netherworld Ancestor gone mad? Is he going to destroy the palace?"

"To wage war against my Great Qian?"

The fifth prince cried out in alarm.

At the four corners of the palace, the masters standing on the roof of the main hall silently mourned.

Such a powerful strike, capable of invoking the forces of heaven and earth, would be impossible for even a seasoned grandmaster like the Martial Emperor to withstand with his bare hands.

A flash of murderous intent appeared in the Emperor's eyes.

He snorted coldly, his dragon robe billowing as he secretly protected the main hall directly in front of him.

This blow will inevitably affect the main hall where the morning court session is held.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony is a symbol of imperial majesty and must not be destroyed by this attack.

The people of the city naturally could not recognize that this punch contained the power of heaven and earth.

but.

My body hair stood on end, and my skin felt a subtle tingling sensation.

This feeling only occurs when lightning strikes the ground not far away during a rainstorm.

That dark, monstrous creature must be extremely terrifying.

this moment.

The entire city felt as if their hearts were being squeezed and their throats were being choked.

Forget to breathe, forget to beat your heart.

His gaze was fixed intently on His Highness the Imperial Grandson.

……

Under the watchful eyes of countless people.

Zhou Yi finally moved.

Facing a devastating punch.

He gently raised his fair palm.

Long, slender fingers suddenly grew longer, thicker, and longer...

Golden dragon scales covered it.

Transform into a dragon!

The unique effects of the Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon.

Golden scales quickly spread to the wrist, forearm, and upper arm.

Dragon palms, dragon arms, growing taller against the wind.

The dragon's claws and sharp paws instantly grew to a size of over ten feet.

With a slender figure, elegant and graceful, she is like a traditional Chinese ink painting.

The golden dragon palm was powerful, domineering, and arrogant, like a divine weapon capable of shattering the heavens.

Movement and stillness, perfectly combined.

Tranquility and arrogance are intertwined in one person.

The tiny body combined with the enormous dragon paws creates a harmonious and beautiful contrast.

It is like the most perfect work of art in the world.

A golden dragon palm met a giant black fist.

A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the Underworld Ancestor, mixed with a trace of resentment.

He had never been looked down upon like this before.

The opponent's punch was just a basic move of the Divine Dragon Technique; it wasn't a full-force attack at all.

It's like a martial arts master teasing a child, casually unleashing a "Black Tiger Claws to the Heart" strike.

So what if he's the emperor's grandson?

Die!

"boom!"

Fist and palm, solidly joined together.

With tremendous force, it exploded with a deafening roar.

"Let's see if you're still alive!"

A hint of madness and a hint of pleasure flashed in the eyes of the Underworld Ancestor.

He was repeatedly ignored by the younger generation and no longer considered the consequences of going to war with the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking reached my ears.

then.

A piercing pain instantly spread from my arm to my entire body.

His scarlet eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.

What did he see?

How can it be?

Totally impossible!

His fists and arms exploded into a bloody mist and dust.

Did he lose?

A punch that could stir up the power of heaven and earth was defeated by a casual palm strike from the young prince?

Today's ending was something the Underworld Ancestor considered a thousand possibilities for.

He had considered fighting the Martial Emperor to a draw.

I also considered that even if I lost by half a move, I could retreat calmly.

He even considered defeating the Martial Emperor and leaving in glory.

however.

But he never imagined that he would be defeated by the little kid in front of him.

The Ancestor of the Underworld calmed his mind.

When masters clash, the worst thing they can do is get distracted.

So what if my arm gets blown off?

A half-immortal in the Celestial Realm can regenerate severed limbs.

As long as the head is intact, even if the body is destroyed, it can still be rebuilt.

To his surprise.

A surge of subsequent force unexpectedly swept back up from the arm and attacked.

The grandson of the emperor's palm strike had such a powerful aftereffect.

Do not!

wrong!

It wasn't the opponent's palm strike; it was clearly the force of heaven and earth sweeping in from the opposite direction.

The power of heaven and earth that he relied on actually backfired and attacked him.

"Pong!"

The body of the Underworld Ancestor exploded into nothingness.

Celestial beings are also human beings.

How can a human withstand the blows of heaven and earth?

monster.

The Imperial Grandson is absolutely a monster!

Endless fear filled my lonely mind.

The Ancestor of the Underworld's teeth chattered involuntarily, his scarlet eyes filled with despair.

run.

Run!

Even a moment's delay in running will lead to utter ruin.

Before it could reshape its body, the head of the Underworld Ancestor transformed into a black streak of light and flew tens of thousands of miles away in an instant.

……

Dragon Palm, restored to its fair and jade-like shape.

Zhou Yi shook his head in disappointment.

Just ran away?

Even celestial beings aren't immune to damage.

……

"yeah!"

"His Highness the Imperial Grandson has won!"

"Long live His Highness the Imperial Grandson! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Cheers swept through the entire city.

The people of the city finally regained their heartbeats and breathing, and cheered with joy.

The Empress looked surprised and shocked, her mouth agape for a long time.

After a long while, he finally closed his mouth and secretly withdrew his divine power.

The Third Prince and the Fifth Prince looked up at the figure standing in mid-air, as if frozen in place.

"The arm has transformed into a dragon; this is the first stage of the Divine Dragon realm."

The fourth prince exclaimed excitedly, "I can do that too!"

He raised his palm and channeled his full power.

The knuckles of the fingers become thicker, and the nails become sharper...

then.

It's gone. Return to normal.

……

The entire imperial city.

The entire population looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with piety and reverence.

Eager eyes await the return of the king.

however.

"Those who offend our Great Qian Dynasty will be punished, even by immortals and gods!"

Although Zhou Yi's voice was soft, it resonated throughout every corner of the imperial city.

Well said! Anyone who offends the Great Qian Dynasty will be punished, even by immortals and gods.

Everyone was shocked.

The Great Qian Dynasty, so domineering.

A sense of national pride arises spontaneously.

midair.

Zhou Yi, with his small stature, took a leisurely step forward.

Above the palace.

The night sky, illuminated by lights, resembled a transparent surface of water.

The step that landed was like a leaf falling onto the water.

Ripples spread outwards in circles.

The other foot stepped out and landed.

Another ripple of space spread out...

Zhou Yi took a single step into the air, and was transported hundreds of miles away.

tread, tread, tread...

A few steps later.

His figure disappeared into the dark sky.

They caught up.

His Highness the Imperial Grandson ascended to the heavens, pursuing and killing the Half-Immortal Ancestor of the Underworld.

Indeed, even immortals and gods are subject to punishment.

……

although.

His Highness the Imperial Grandson had long since disappeared.

People still looked up at the sky.

He lingered, unwilling to look away.

It seemed as if His Highness Sun would return at any moment.

however.

To everyone's disappointment, His Highness the Crown Prince never appeared in the sky again.

……

The fourth prince, with his head held high, was led back to the palace by the female prime minister.

The second prince was dancing around excitedly when Consort Wang pressed him onto the bed.

The experts on the roof of the palace once again crouched back into the darkness.

The Palace of Yao's Mother.

Beside the deep pit.

The Emperor Wu left at some unknown time.

Dressed in a bright red palace robe, Ji Yu bent over and reached out her hands to Hu Die.

Hu Die held the ancient book "The Book of the Underworld" in her arms, pursed her lips, and shook her head repeatedly.

The dragon sparrow was drawn from its sheath, and Si Xuan stood protectively in front of Hu Die.

“Miss Hu Die, this is His Majesty’s will.”

Ji Yu said in a pleasant voice, "Don't make things difficult for our family."

"Hmph, the 'Scripture of the Underworld' was obtained by Miss Hu Die, why should it be given to you?" Si Xuan said angrily.

"General Si, the things in the palace naturally belong to His Majesty."

Ji Yu patiently explained, "To put it another way, this belongs to the Empress, and also to His Majesty."

This scripture resonated with her soul, so Hu Die naturally refused to hand it over.

Unable to get a satisfactory explanation, Ji Yu simply stepped forward.

He grasped the ancient book, his movements gentle, and slowly pulled it outwards.

He dared not disobey the Emperor's orders.

He would never dare to hurt Miss Hu Die.

With the precious sword in hand, Si Xuan dared not actually strike.

He also stretched out his hands and, together with Hu Die, grasped the "Scripture of the Underworld".

Si Xuan and Ji Yu are both Golden Core cultivators.

When trying to snatch an ancient book, one naturally wouldn't dare to use all one's strength.

The three of them refused to let go, pulling each other back and forth.

"call out--"

A black streak of light descended from the sky.

Zhou Yi left but returned.

Ji Yu panicked and quickly let go of her hands.