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

A single strike achieves victory.

Si Xuan felt completely relaxed and comfortable.

Every cell in his body was still immersed in the Daoist essence of the Celestial Realm.

The semi-immortal's attack methods and luck techniques lingered in his mind, took root, sprouted, and grew wildly.

Si Xuan clearly felt that this Dao essence was extremely compatible with his own Dao.

His cultivation bottlenecks were completely eliminated.

He took two steps back, sat cross-legged on the ground, and digested the ineffable Taoist teachings.

Borrowing the immense spiritual power within him, we can open up his meridians.

With everything in place, Si Xuan's cultivation level rapidly increased.

Early stage of the Cave Hidden Realm...

Mid-stage of the Cave Hidden Realm...

Late stage of the Cave Hidden Realm...

Nascent Soul Stage.

……

Si Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

A sharp and domineering aura burst forth.

That's a grandmaster!

Si Xuan could not hide his excitement.

"call!"

The hundred iron cavalry guards raised their arms and cheered for their general once again.

The murderous aura soared to the heavens.

opposite.

The thirty-seven immortals were shocked for the second time.

What shocked them was not Si Xuan's breakthrough in battle.

It was not the awe-inspiring fearlessness of the Iron Cavalry Guards.

Rather, it was Zhou Yi who single-handedly facilitated this breakthrough.

Each of the sect leaders has countless disciples under their command.

Naturally, it is known that imparting knowledge and skills is difficult.

Even helping a disciple advance to the next minor realm is extremely difficult.

Even if they instill their own doctrines into their disciples' minds.

The amount the other party could absorb was extremely limited, and their cultivation level improved only slightly.

Otherwise, they would initiate each disciple with their own teachings.

Can't grandmasters be mass-produced?

however.

Zhou Yi, however, accomplished all of this.

He merely used the opponent's body to deliver a fatal blow.

The opponent can easily gain an unfair advantage by running directly to the Grandmaster level.

This can only explain.

Zhou Yi's Dao is already close to the most primordial Dao.

The Way is one path: one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.

The ways of all things are mutually exclusive.

Each path can only be explored and refined within its own confines.

but.

They can all absorb the Way of "One".

Because of the Way of "One".

It is the Great Way.

This is the origin of the Tao.

Only under these circumstances can it be explained that Zhou Yi easily helped the other party improve their cultivation level.

This……

How can it be?

How could the other party be so monstrous?

No, even if the Imperial Grandson Si is incredibly talented...

How could there possibly be a cultivation method for the fundamental Dao in this world?

The sect leaders stared intently at Zhou Yi, as if he were a monster.

This guy always brings surprises and unexpected joy.

……

"Damn it!"

"All the men of the Zhou family deserve to die!"

Inside Chang Le Palace and Yong Shou Hall, it was pitch black.

All the windows were completely covered by thick curtains, preventing any light from getting in.

The Empress Dowager's hoarse voice was filled with deep hatred.

The tiny light, flickering and swaying, stretched her slender figure long and thin.

The Emperor, clad in his dragon robe and crown, stood respectfully behind her.

"Grandmother, please take care of your health. You are over sixty years old."

"Heh... why don't you just die?"

The Empress Dowager's voice was filled with malice.

Wu didn't seem to mind, and still spoke calmly:

"Grandmother, how can you speak of your grandson like that?"

"Heh, grandson? Zhou Yi is also your grandson, didn't you send him to his death too?"

"My grandson tried to persuade him to stay, but he couldn't."

The Empress Dowager clearly disagreed: "Can't keep him? If you really don't want him to die, you can forcibly detain him."

"Grandson, I'm afraid he's no match for him."

"With control of the dragon vein, who are you afraid of?"

The Martial Emperor shook his head: "Grandmother is joking. Dragon veins are only for fighting enemies, how can they be used to deal with our own people?"

"Haven't you dealt with enough of your own people?"

The Empress Dowager sneered, "Your grandfather and father, weren't they all... killed by you at Blackwood Cliff?"

"The Queen Mother!"

After being ridiculed repeatedly, Empress Wu finally roared in anger, "My patience has its limits!"

"Hahaha...you're scared."

The Empress Dowager threw her head back and laughed, "Afraid of your grandson? Avenge your son!"

"Therefore, he must die at Blackwood Cliff!"

"Hahaha……"

……

"Hahaha……"

Zhu Anshi stroked his long beard and laughed heartily, "Empress Wu has indeed raised a fine grandson."

Then, he changed the subject: "However, his grandson really didn't give him any face."

"Leader, what makes you say that?" someone chimed in, trying to be helpful.

"That Dragon Sparrow Blade was personally bestowed upon me by the Martial Emperor."

Zhu Anshi said, "His grandson snatched it back; isn't that a slap in his grandfather's face?"

He was a swordsman by nature, and the precious sword was like a chicken rib to him, so he didn't care about it.

"Hahaha……"

The sect leaders laughed heartily, perfectly fitting the occasion.

"More than that, the leader of the alliance is also the 'Sword Saint' personally appointed by the Martial Emperor, a meritorious official commended by the imperial court."

"This grandfather and grandson have completely disgraced the Great Qian Dynasty!"

……

The leader of the alliance pointed fingers at the Zhou royal family and mocked them wantonly.

Clearly, Zhu Anshi was about to challenge the imperial court.

With that in mind, what is there for anyone to fear?

Overthrowing the Great Qian Dynasty and bringing both the dynasty and the cultivation world under the control of the Martial Alliance would be far more beneficial to everyone.

Many people felt a glimmer of hope.

these years.

The Martial Arts Alliance is becoming increasingly powerful, constantly provoking and crossing the line.

The Great Qian Dynasty, however, was showing signs of exhaustion and could only endure and lower its bottom line again and again.

The dynasty's glory is gone, and it has become a laughing stock among the various sects.

Just now.

A series of hurried footsteps came from the foot of the mountain.

Dressed in a bright red robe, like a sunset glow, he floated up the mountain like the wind.

Amidst the crimson clouds, a high, firm chest and a slender, willow-like waist appeared and disappeared intermittently.

And there are also glimpses of slender, long legs every now and then...

All the sect leaders were over a hundred years old, yet they were still drawn to that crimson hue.

Flying into the plaza, Ji Yu unfurled a golden scroll and shouted:

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

The sect leaders all looked puzzled.

The Martial Emperor has conceded defeat for over a decade and has never interfered in the affairs of the Martial Alliance.

Why has an imperial edict been issued today?

Given Zhu Anshi's current arrogance, refusing the imperial decree would only be asking for a slap in the face.

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Martial Emperor decrees:"

"Prince Yi of Liangzhou, on full authority to represent the Great Qian Dynasty, shall handle all matters!"

"Appreciate this!"

Everyone present was stunned.

The imperial edict of the Martial Emperor was not issued to the Martial Alliance, but to the Grandson of the Emperor.

The grandson of the Emperor came to Tongtian Peak to seek revenge on Zhu Anshi for his family's death.

At this point, the Empress announced to everyone that the Grandson of the Emperor was the representative of the dynasty.

What does it mean?

One of the sect leaders, puzzled, asked:

What is the meaning behind Emperor Wu's move?

"This means that daring to touch the Imperial Grandson is tantamount to declaring war on the imperial court!"

"This is a matter of life and death for the imperial grandson."

"For this, we are willing to go to war with the Martial Arts Alliance!"

……

Zhou Yi, holding the imperial edict, said coldly:

"On behalf of the Great Qian Dynasty, I hereby revoke Zhu Anshi's title of 'Sword Saint'."

"And to settle accounts for the crimes he committed in the Crown Prince case twenty years ago."

Revoke the title of Sword Saint?

Everyone secretly thought to themselves.

The Imperial Grandson is ruthless.

Anyone whose title is revoked by the imperial court must have committed heinous crimes.

From now on.

Zhu Anshi will never be able to hold his head up in front of the world again.

"Yellow-mouthed kid!"

Zhu Anshi gripped his sword and stood up:

"If you want to die, this alliance leader will grant your wish!"