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

"What, Your Highness Prince Yi, are you going to compensate this old woman for the soup bowl?"

Meng Po raised her withered face, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

"I only hope that Grandma can find another place to sell soup," Zhou Yi said.

The banks of the River of Oblivion, the Bridge of Helplessness, are where she should go.

With her withered hand, Meng Po pushed Zhou Yi's arm away and said coldly:

"I am unwilling."

however.

Zhou Yi's arm remained motionless, as if rooted to the spot.

"Humph!"

Meng Po snorted coldly, and her hunched figure suddenly erupted with astonishing power.

Ancient deities possess their own majesty.

The withered, chicken-claw-like hand transformed into a mountain-shaking iron clamp, prying at Zhou Yi's arm.

Stimulated by the earth-shaking power, Zhou Yi's arm suddenly transformed into a dragon, covered with golden dragon scales.

The true dragon's majesty burst forth.

"The aura of a true dragon!"

Surprise was evident on Meng Po's wrinkled face.

"Has Grandma ever seen a real dragon?"

A voice as clear as a lark's wafted over, and Hu Die gracefully appeared behind Zhou Yi.

At her signal, Zhou Yi withdrew his arm.

"Of course I've seen it." A hint of pride appeared on Meng Po's weathered face.

Everyone was greatly alarmed.

Dragons only exist in legends.

Even a deity like the Overlord Emperor from three thousand years ago had never seen a true dragon.

This frail old woman had actually seen a dragon.

Then, her lifespan must have been astonishingly long.

Many soldiers didn't believe it, thinking that the old lady was just talking nonsense.

Upon seeing Hu Die, a hint of surprise flashed in Meng Po's eyes.

It felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

She sensed a familiar presence emanating from the other person.

"His Highness meant no other thing."

Hu Die smiled radiantly and said, "I just hope that Grandma can sell the soup in a different place."

She knew that Zhou Yi was trying to rebuild the underworld.

Although it's unclear why he sent an old woman to sell soup in the underworld.

However, Hu Die repeated Zhou Yi's request again.

"Hehe, you speak well, young lady."

Meng Po grinned, her dry lips parted, and said, "If you could talk to me more, I'd be happy to sell soup anywhere."

……

The army continued its march, under the stars and moon.

As the moon rose above the willow branches, the group arrived at Qingzhou City.

"Prince Yi, General Huo!"

King Zhou Sheng of Qingzhou, his face full of worry, held Huo Wubing's hand and said excitedly,

"The speed of the flying troops is truly remarkable, living up to their reputation."

He never expected this.

They requested aid from the imperial court in the morning, and reinforcements arrived overnight.

Furthermore, Huo Wubing was renowned far and wide, a rare talent among generals in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Twenty years ago, Empress Wu Zetian hid him from public view, claiming that he had died young at the age of twenty-four.

Now, having reappeared as a terrestrial immortal, the King of Qingzhou holds him in even higher esteem.

"The Overlord Emperor gathered the remnants of Jiangdong and marched straight to Qingzhou."

"The lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the city are entrusted to the General."

The King of Qingzhou placed all his hopes on Huo Wubing.

He treated Zhou Yi with great courtesy, receiving him with the respect due to a crown prince.

As for fighting the Overlord Emperor, they did not hold any hope for him.

What about capturing the Overlord and the Underworld Emperor?

What about killing the Confucian sage Dong Tianshu?

What about the eighteen golden statues of the defeated emperor...?

These great achievements have already reached Qingzhou.

However, the King of Qingzhou did not believe it.

How could a twenty-year-old imperial grandson be so monstrous?

He believed that this was merely a deliberate attempt by the Empress Wu to promote the grandson of the Emperor Si.

Those credits for killing the enemy must have been earned by the two generals, Wei Qing and Huo Wubing, who were kept in obscurity.

"Well... it mainly depends on His Highness Prince Yi." Huo Wubing looked slightly embarrassed.

He understood in his heart.

Because he had been stuck below the Nascent Soul Realm for decades, he had accumulated enough experience.

In addition, he fought a great battle against a terrestrial immortal yesterday, and his minor realms have been broken through one after another.

He has now barely reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Realm.

The Overlord Emperor had been at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm for thousands of years.

This kind of perfected terrestrial immortal is someone he can never defeat.

Zhou Yi brought him here to quell the rebellion so that he could have real combat experience and learn through battle.

"That's natural."

The King of Qingzhou had no idea about these details.

He responded tactfully, "With the Crown Prince personally leading the troops to the front lines, the morale of the army is greatly boosted, and we are sure to defeat the Jiangdong rebels."

Although his words sounded grand and dignified, his meaning was very clear.

In his view, Zhou Yi was merely following Huo Wubing to accumulate military merits.

In this way, he could consolidate his position as crown prince.

Zhou Yi smiled calmly, not caring about it.

Hu Die and Si Xuan were equally too lazy to explain.

They both knew that their prince did not value empty fame.

Once on the battlefield, those who look down on His Highness will naturally be proven wrong.

Those who look down on His Highness the most will be slapped in the face the hardest.

Si Xuan even looked forward to seeing the King of Qingzhou's expression of utter shock at His Highness.

……

The next day.

The Jiangdong rebels marched in a mighty force to the city walls.

The commander-in-chief, the Overlord Emperor, rode his black steed and wielded the Overlord Spear.

The vanguard general is Xiang Bosun, a member of the Batian Emperor's family.

Xiang Bosun's ancestor, named Xiang Bo, was from the same family as the Overlord Emperor.

He himself is the Supreme Elder of the Xuanjian Sect, a veteran half-immortal at the Perfect Realm with over three hundred years of experience.

After the restrictions of heaven and earth were lifted, he immediately advanced to the level of a terrestrial immortal and continued to break through to the Great Completion stage.

Upon seeing Zhou Yi, the Overlord Emperor's eyes turned bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

When he last stormed into the imperial city, his cultivation level had only recovered to the minor stage of a terrestrial immortal.

Therefore, he was captured alive by Zhou Yi, which he considered a lifelong disgrace.

Now, he has recovered to the perfect state of a terrestrial immortal.

Today, he will surely avenge his previous humiliation.

"Zhou Yi, you brat, come and fight!"

The Overlord Emperor spurred his horse forward, but was stopped by Xiang Bosun.

"Your Majesty, let me lead the charge!" Xiang Bosun was the first to rush forward.

Huo Wubing led his army to meet the enemy.

With a gun and a sword, they immediately clashed.

As a lone swordsman, Xiang Bosun's moves were ruthless, and his individual combat ability was superior.

Huo Wubing led the charge, with five thousand flying cavalry providing him with a continuous stream of support.

In comparison, Xiang Bosun's skill was more profound, while Huo Wubing's killing intent was more ruthless.

The King of Qingzhou climbed to the top of the city wall and personally beat the drum to cheer on Huo Wubing.

"cut!"

Xiang Bosun stood in mid-air, holding his sword in both hands, and unleashed a thunderous strike.

A sword beam, thousands of feet long, slashed down through the air.

It was as if the Milky Way had descended from the heavens.

"kill!"

The flying troops moved with lightning speed, forming a unified formation.

Five thousand iron cavalrymen, their murderous aura soaring to the sky, empowered Huo Wubing.

The Plum Blossom Divine Spear pierces the sky.

The spear's edge was as cold as a glint of light, striking towards Bosun.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion erupted.

The advance of the flying army came to an abrupt halt, and Huo Wubing was so shocked that his tiger's mouth went numb.

Xiang Bosun was sent flying backwards for over a hundred feet.

"Come again!"

Huo Wubing shouted at both Bosun and Huo Wubing at the same time.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The two generals clashed again.

The deafening roar continued intermittently.

Its overflowing magical power caused the clouds in all directions of the sky to move.

With their combat strength evenly matched, the two generals were evenly matched for a short time.

The two secretly communicated with the heavens and earth, intending to transform the heavens and earth into themselves to enhance their combat power.

however.

To their surprise...

They communicated with heaven and earth countless times, yet they could not transform any part of heaven and earth into themselves.

Xiang Bosun was full of doubt, not knowing where the problem lay.

Huo Wubing glanced at Zhou Yi and understood.

It must be the grandson of the emperor, who restricts the transformation of heaven and earth into his own body.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly.

The other party can communicate with heaven and earth, and transform the mountains and rivers between heaven and earth into themselves.

He can also communicate with heaven and earth, and does not allow cultivators to transform heaven and earth into their own bodies.

After all, he possessed the power of the dragon vein, and his control over heaven and earth far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.

If the two of them were to take the world as their own, it would inevitably affect innocent civilians.

Therefore, Zhou Yi imposed restrictions on the two of them.

……

"The human heart is perilous, the moral heart is perilous..."

Suddenly, Huo Wubing heard Zhou Yi reciting the Daoist scriptures.

The profound principles of morality were remarkably well-suited to the battlefield situation.

Huo Wubing suddenly understood, and his cultivation level rapidly improved.

"Boom!"

With a soft sound in his mind, his cultivation level broke through to the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm.

A terrestrial immortal has reached perfection!

Huo Wubing's aura suddenly surged.