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

Zhou Yi often smiled.

It was indifferent, lacking any genuine sincerity.

As for crying, Si Xuan had never seen it.

He had always believed that His Highness was born without emotions.

The so-called nonchalant smile is merely an expression of attitude.

Hu Die reached out and gently wiped away Zhou Yi's tears.

I had just wiped them away when tears started flowing again.

She went to wipe it again...

His handsome face, as fair as snow, was streaked with tears of joy and adorned with a happy smile.

There was sorrow, there was joy, there was laughter, there were tears...

That's what a human being is like.

This is the prince she hoped for.

As long as Your Highness can experience sorrow, joy, and happiness...

Even if heaven and earth are destroyed, so what?

……

"Yi'er..."

Zhou Yi finally caught a thought.

It was so kind and warm.

"Father, mother!"

"I am Yi'er."

Zhou Yi unleashed his strongest mental power, sending out his thoughts.

however.

After that, that thought never reappeared.

"Is it an illusion?"

Zhou Yi muttered to himself.

Children with parents can never understand how much those who have never seen their parents long for them.

He drifted to any place, desperately trying to capture the complex and chaotic information.

However, nothing more was found.

However, he clearly felt a dignified gaze upon him.

From above, as if looking down from the heavens.

Zhou Yi looked up.

All I could see was blinding white.

I have a feeling that someone is spying on him through the dragon vein.

Moreover, that gaze seemed quite familiar.

—Emperor Wu.

……

Edge of the sinkhole.

Zhou Yi's motionless body suddenly "came to life".

He patted Hu Die's head and laughed, "Silly girl, why are you crying?"

"You're the one who's crying."

Hu Die smiled and wiped away his last tear.

……

Zhou Yi waved his hand and unleashed a spell into the sinkhole.

The spiritual energy swirled, rose, and transformed into the enormous face of the Overlord Emperor.

He glanced at Zhou Yi, his double pupils revealing a triumphant look of triumph over his scheme.

"What is the meaning within the dragon vein?" Zhou Yi asked.

"..."

"If you can capture the will within the dragon vein, you can revive the owner of that will?"

The other party hesitated to answer, but Zhou Yi had already raised two questions in his mind.

"You're asking me about the Dragon Vein?" the Overlord Emperor retorted.

Although he is called the Heavenly Emperor, it only refers to the realm of terrestrial immortals.

Having never been an emperor for a single day, how could he know the details of the dragon veins?

Zhou Yi nodded, his expression showing no obvious change.

The Overlord Emperor could clearly sense Zhou Yi's disappointment.

He quickly added, "Go ask Emperor Wu, he will definitely tell you no."

Zhou Yi had already thought of this.

If resurrection were truly possible, then Emperor Wu would have already resurrected some of his clansmen long ago.

I have never heard of any emperor from any dynasty having the ability to be resurrected.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Zhou Yi's and Si Xuan's faces.

Isn't this just teasing His Highness?

It gives people hope, only to ruthlessly shatter it.

Fearing that Zhou Yi would teleport away without saying a word, the Overlord Emperor quickly said:

"The ancient immortals and gods were omnipotent, and resurrection was not a great supernatural power."

Si Xuan snorted coldly: "That was in ancient times, this is now."

"As long as you unlock the cultivation limit, I believe that with your talent, Zhou Yi, you will definitely be able to cultivate the resurrection divine power."

"How do I unlock the cultivation limit?" Zhou Yi asked.

He had already sensed that he had reached the upper limit of cultivation in this world.

"Release me, and I will tell you," the Overlord Emperor threatened.

"hehe."

Zhou Yi laughed, "I have time to figure it out slowly. Can you afford to wait?"

The Overlord Emperor remained silent.

He only has one or two years left to live, and he really can't afford to waste any more time.

Then, he stopped insisting and said:

"Three thousand years ago, there were two places where one could ascend to the immortal realm."

"One place is the Heavenly Divine Tree where I was imprisoned."

"Another place is in West Kunlun. There, the Underworld Emperor is imprisoned."

"I presume you saw it just now."

"As long as we break the dragon vein's suppression of the two places, it will be fine."

“That’s not right.” Si Xuan found a loophole.

"The suppression of these two places has nothing to do with the upper limit of cultivation, right?"

“Of course it’s related,” the Overlord Emperor retorted, “Why has no terrestrial immortal been cultivated in the mortal realm since three thousand years ago?”

"Why?" Si Xuan asked curiously.

Zhou Yi and Hu Die both looked puzzled.

Not just the three of them, the entire cultivation world is searching for the reason.

Three thousand years have passed, yet nothing has been gained.

"Humph!"

The Overlord Emperor sneered, "The world doesn't know the reason; it's all because Ji Laosan has sealed it off."

"Nowadays, the reason why one cannot cultivate to become a terrestrial immortal is twofold: firstly, one lacks sufficient luck and opportunity, and secondly, one lacks sufficient spiritual energy concentration."

Zhou Yi and the other two exchanged glances, both believing and doubting.

After all, you can only believe half of what the other person says.

Seeing the distrust in the three people's eyes, the Overlord Emperor looked displeased and said:

"In order to consolidate the Zhou family's power, Ji Laosan used the power of the dragon vein to limit the upper limit of cultivation."

"First, the dragon vein will absorb the magical power of this emperor and the Underworld Emperor, so that the two of us cannot threaten the Great Qian Dynasty."

"Then, through the dragon veins, the spiritual energy will be evenly distributed to all parts of the world."

"Without a sacred place rich in spiritual energy, one cannot cultivate into a terrestrial immortal."

……

The words of the Overlord Emperor are logical no matter where you listen to them.

Moreover, Zhou Yi personally witnessed the dragon vein absorbing the spiritual energy from the bodies of the Overlord Emperor and the Underworld Emperor.

Don't say anything else.

The amount of spiritual energy beneath this sinkhole is astonishingly high.

If the Overlord Emperor were moved away and cultivated here, he would surely advance a thousand miles a day.

……

Tongtian Peak, the square in front of the palace.

Ji Yu was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing around in circles.

The city is surrounded by a deadly fog, and the imperial city is in dire straits.

The outcome of the great battle between Prince Yi and Zhu Anshi remains unknown.

call out--

Zhou Yi and his two companions finally teleported over.

Ji Yu quickly stepped forward and asked:

"Your Highness, Zhu Anshi, he..."

Shen Canghai, Xiaoyaozi, and the others also looked over with intense gazes.

Their concern for Zhu Anshi was no less than that for Ji Yu.

"Hahaha!" Si Xuan laughed loudly, "He's hanging up!"

Zhu Anshi, is he dead?!

A near-immortal on earth, killed just like that.

The Imperial Grandson is terrifying!

All the immortals lowered their heads, none daring to meet Zhou Yi's gaze.

Most of them had shown hostility towards this grandson of the emperor.

Now, they fear being held accountable later.

"Your Highness, all the sect leaders have stated that their disciples will participate in the Imperial Martial Arts Examination on time."

Ji Yu reported.

"Yes, we'll participate!"

"Our sects all support the imperial court's military examination!"

The leaders of each sect rushed to express their opinions.

They were afraid of falling behind others and leaving a negative impression on the imperial grandson.

The Snow Mountain Goddess was killed on the grounds that she was unwilling to serve the court and to seek the well-being of the people.

Si Huangsun also claimed that he would subsequently destroy the Snow Mountain Sect.

then.

Ji Yu said anxiously, "Once this matter is settled, Your Highness, please return to the capital as soon as possible."

"Well."

Zhou Yi agreed verbally, but his feet showed no sign of leaving.

His gentle gaze swept over the group, passing over each of the sect leaders.

The sect leaders felt as if they were being pricked by thorns, and all lowered their heads and looked down.

They were terrified of being called out by this god of death.

"Aren't you worried about the potential risks within your bodies?" Zhou Yi asked.

"What hidden dangers might we have in our bodies?" Shen Canghai, the sect leader of Tianyi Sect, muttered to himself.

Zhou Yi raised his hand and cast a spell.

Something happened that left all the sect leaders dumbfounded.

Xiaoyaozi, the sect leader of the Wentian Sect, walked up to Shen Canghai, raised his hand, and slapped him across the face, saying:

"If I say you have a hidden danger, then you do have a hidden danger!"

After slapping him, Xiaoyaozi looked at his palm with surprise and exclaimed:

"What's going on? What's wrong with me?"