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

"Yes, Prince Yi."

Ji Yu added fuel to the fire, saying, "This is what the people want."

"Prince Yi, you created this eerie, deathly fog; shouldn't you give an explanation?" the Third Prince questioned.

"The Royal Dragon Technique is known for its righteous and fierce nature, so why would it produce an aura of death?" The Fifth Emperor added fuel to the fire.

The Emperor's face was grim.

Only he and Ji Yu knew that it was definitely related to the "Scripture of the Underworld".

"Alright, since everyone is worried."

Zhou Yi said, "I will take action immediately."

Is that all?

Does the Imperial Grandson have a solution?

The ministers were all surprised.

Not to mention the assembled officials.

The Martial Emperor and his two Grandmaster-level princes were completely helpless against the Death Fog.

Judging from the tone of the imperial grandson, it seemed as if he could easily resolve the matter.

That's... impossible.

Zhou Yi stepped out of the palace gate and into the courtyard.

"Hurrah!"

The ministers swarmed into the courtyard.

Even the Empress Wu was no exception, sitting on the dragon throne brought by the eunuchs under the eaves.

Everyone wanted to see for themselves how Zhou Yi would resolve the pervasive death fog.

The second prince and the sixth prince were filled with doubt.

Such a large mass of death energy cannot be dispersed by blowing or extinguished.

Aside from burning with dragon flames, what other methods are there?

"My nephew, what do you intend to do?"

Unable to contain his doubts, the fourth prince asked.

Looking up at the deathly fog that blotted out the sky, Zhou Yi said calmly:

"Raise the sky higher."

To soar to the heavens?

What a loud tone.

Since Pangu separated heaven and earth, the sky has always been that high.

How can you expect to elevate something just by wanting to?

Did the Grandson of the Imperial Family inhale too much death energy at Li Family Village and damage his brain?

The ministers all looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Heh, wishful thinking!"

"Let's see how he handles this."

Zhou Yi was notorious, and no one dared to mock him to his face.

Whispers behind one's back are inevitable.

The Second Prince and the Sixth Prince gently shook their heads, while simultaneously casting their gazes toward the Martial Emperor.

They had only been Grandmasters for a short time and knew they had no ability to elevate the heavens.

The Martial Emperor shook his head slightly.

He was a veteran master, and I'd never heard of him being able to elevate the sky.

Sure enough, they must be playing some kind of trick.

The two princes couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He stood with his hands behind his back, watching how his nephew would handle the situation.

The veteran official Feng Ji stepped forward, pulled Zhou Yi aside, and whispered:

“Your Highness Prince Yi, if there are any evil spirits in your residence, please hand them over.”

The weight that weighed on Feng Ji's heart was that he had raised him from infancy.

How could a perfectly normal child suddenly go astray?

The fourth prince nodded in agreement: "Fourth Imperial Uncle believes you. You have never done anything immoral or immoral."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly and nodded to the Fourth Prince.

He patted Feng Ji's hand, helped him back to a safe distance, and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, trust me."

Feng Ji opened his mouth, but was speechless.

And you know what? Apart from being sickly as a child...

Zhou Yi has never let him down in anything he does.

This child has always possessed a sense of composure and confidence.

He will always accomplish what he says he will do.

but……

Raising the sky a notch sounds absurd enough.

……

Returning to the center of the courtyard, Zhou Yi looked up.

The thick black fog continued to gather and increase.

Suppressed by the heavens, it can only compress space downwards.

Now, it is only three zhang (approximately 10 meters) above the ground.

In a few more days, it will droop to the ground.

If the sky dome is raised, the black fog will have room to rise and naturally move away from the ground.

Again.

After the death factors are cleared away, they become pure Yin energy.

These yin energies are related to Hu Die's Dao.

It must not be annihilated.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Yi made a move.

He stood with his feet on the ground and his arms outstretched upwards.

His tall and handsome figure suddenly grew to several meters in height.

at the same time.

Arms, head, chest, abdomen, legs...

His entire body instantly transformed into a dragon.

Golden dragon scales covered its body.

Even the back of his head had two antlers that looked like those of a deer.

The might of the divine dragon erupted with a thunderous roar.

The space trembled, and all the beasts in the city collapsed to the ground in terror.

All the people were shaken, as if a god had descended to earth.

"rise!"

Zhou Yi gave a soft shout.

The resounding clang echoed throughout every corner of the city.

The outstretched hands emitted a soft golden light, supporting the deathly aura that enveloped the entire city.

The feet transformed into golden dragon feet, maintaining a stomping posture.

Its golden dragon-like body slowly rose into the sky.

rise.

rise……

The dragon's feet were taller than everyone's heads.

Beyond the eaves.

Beyond the treetops.

Surpassing the highest peak.

……

The entire city looked up at the sky, dumbfounded.

In their sight, a golden dragon, carrying a cloud of black mist, rose higher and higher.

The fog that filled everyone with dread was rising further and further away from the ground.

The scorching sun shines down on the earth.

People immediately felt warmer, and the gloom that had been hanging over their hearts was swept away.

Unlike ordinary people who can only see the surface, the three grandmasters, including the Martial Emperor, were even more shocked than they could have imagined.

In their perception, Zhou Yi was not merely supporting the black mist as it rose.

Rather, it is about truly pushing the dome of the sky upwards.

The black, deathly fog rose higher and higher.

It appears smaller and smaller to everyone.

however.

Zhou Yi rose in sync with the deathly fog, but his figure did not shrink.

Instead of getting smaller, it is gradually getting bigger.

He was clearly high in the sky, and the cloud of mist he held up with both hands was only the size of a bamboo mat.

But the golden dragon's figure stretched across half the sky.

The golden scales were so clear they seemed to be right in front of me.

Ignoring the laws of space!

"The Eightfold Journey of the Divine Dragon!"

"A celestial being, a semi-immortal!"

Emperor Wu, the Second Prince, and the Sixth Prince all shouted at the same time.

The three masters were deeply shocked.

The laws of space—that's something you have to cultivate for eight cycles of divine dragon training to master.

In other words.

The grandson of the emperor has already entered the realm of celestial beings.

He has been promoted to the eighth-rank half-immortal!

No wonder.

Despite being a half-immortal, the Underworld Ancestor was severely injured by Zhou Yi's punch.

After escaping, he was chased back to his lair and killed.

"Half-immortal?"

"Eighth-Rank Celestial Realm?"

"Your Highness Prince Yi, you actually..."

……

The civil and military officials were utterly astonished.

Such a young celestial being!

Emperor Wu is hailed as the most talented person in nearly a thousand years, yet he is almost a hundred years old and has not yet taken that step.

Zhou Yi, however, had already taken the lead.

It’s too shocking!

Everyone's worldview was once again challenged.

……

The endless sky.

As the dark clouds continued to rise, the oppressive pressure above grew ever stronger.

"Sizzle, sizzle—"

"boom!"

A thunderclap suddenly exploded, striking Zhou Yi.

"Heaven is wrathful! Divine lightning descends!" The Martial Emperor's expression changed.

“That’s right, Heaven, how can it be raised so easily?” the Third Prince said.

……

The lightning bolts struck the golden dragon scales, but were all deflected.

Zhou Yi snapped his fingers and gave a light shout: "Go!"

"boom!"

The subsequent thunderbolts were blasted into nothingness.

The terrifying pressure from heaven and earth vanished without a trace.

Holding up the deathly mist, Zhou Yi rose another thousand feet before stopping.

This height is sufficient.

The dome above exerted a constant downward pressure.

If we let go now, the cloud will still be pushed back to the ground.

Zhou Yi extended his index finger.

Drops of golden dragon blood spread out, forming a forbidden array.

The heavens and the sky are confined to this height.

"Blood dragonification!" the Sixth Prince murmured.

Blood transforming into dragon form is a sign of the eight transformations of the divine dragon.

Even if they didn't want to believe it, the three masters had to admit it.

Zhou Yi did indeed advance to the eighth-grade Celestial Realm.

His true strength lies in being a half-immortal.

Praise him as a grandmaster?

That's an insult directed at him.

……

Ten thousand miles away, the Martial Arts Alliance.

A pair of eyes opened, and the divine light of heaven and earth gathered into the pupils.

"Humph."

Zhu Anshi snorted coldly.

The Zhou family has actually produced a demigod.

"Someone, send a message to the Martial Emperor!"

"Send the order to all sects and factions!"