Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

Outside the city, Liu Xuan and his group, who had been waiting for Liu Xiu to bring back the spoils of victory, also saw the strange phenomenon in the sky.

"Father, what is that?"

Liu Xuan pointed to the holy light that suddenly appeared in the sky above Chang'an City, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Before the ministers could reply, he saw a dense mass of Han soldiers fleeing in panic from the gates of Chang'an, but Liu Xiu and other military leaders were nowhere to be seen.

"Ghosts and spirits have descended upon the city! Run! Run!"

All that could be heard were the fleeing Han soldiers, their faces ashen, their armor and weapons nowhere to be seen.

Liu Xuan was immediately shocked. Could it be that the legendary Heavenly Dao Immortal Venerable had manifested?

"Your Majesty, do not panic. Our army is a million strong. How can we be afraid of this charade!"

Even if there truly were a celestial being in Chang'an, he would only be a false god.

Seeing the astonished and uncertain Emperor Shigen, Liu Liang quickly mobilized his troops, assembling several detachments of ten thousand men each, intending to besiege Chang'an from all directions.

He had lived for nearly a hundred years and had never heard of the title "Heavenly Immortal Venerable". Today he really wanted to see what this false god was all about.

"Pass down the order: anyone who dares to abandon the battle and flee will be executed without mercy!"

Liu Liang directly issued the edict on behalf of Liu Xuan, and soon, more than 100,000 troops poured out and surrounded the ancient city in the blink of an eye.

Also besieged were the Han army soldiers who had just scattered and fled. Behind them lay the city of Chang'an, which had been brought down by the will of Heaven, while in front of them were the weapons of punishment.

The crowd stood frozen in place, but seeing the vast army, they seemed to regain their fighting spirit and turned back towards Chang'an.

With the two armies joining forces, the main reinforcements and the defeated vanguard began to attack the ancient city again.

"Our army is mighty and awe-inspiring; how could we fear those false gods in the city!"

At this moment, beneath the walls of Chang'an, the war drums of the Han army resounded, and the siege bugles blared endlessly...

Liu Liang, observing the battle unfold and confident of victory, then reported back to Liu Xuan:

"Your Majesty, now that the entire army has been mobilized, it should not be long before Chang'an falls."

Halfway through his sentence, Liu Liang's voice suddenly stopped, replaced by a mournful wail:

"what!"

His body was charred black, and he collapsed in agony in the deep crater created by the lightning strike, gradually losing his breath...

This incredibly tragic scene was something no one could have predicted. Liu Xuan and his powerful ministers, who were standing nearby, could hardly believe it; it was the first time they had ever witnessed the legendary divine might.

The lightning actually struck Liu Liang dead without missing a beat, and no one dared to move rashly, fearing they would be next.

Inside the Han army's central camp, soldiers immediately abandoned their armor and knelt on the ground, pleading:

"Please forgive our ignorance, Immortal Lord!"

However, the Han army that rushed to the walls of Chang'an were still climbing ladders and pouring into the city, despite what was happening behind them.

Ye Xuan stood proudly in the sky, relying on that holy light.

His gaze swept over these overconfident ants with disdain. He raised his right hand, and with a flick of his wrist, a cyan whirlwind condensed in his palm.

His perception extended outwards, covering the area beneath the city wall more than ten miles away. The whirlwind in his palm vanished instantly, reappearing above the area designated by his consciousness.

Hong Tian struck out with his palm, and a whirlwind containing tremendous wind force flew out of his hand, exploding on the eastern city wall and stirring up a strong wind.

Those Han soldiers who had intended to use the siege ladders to scale the city walls were instantly blown away by the sudden gust of wind, crashing heavily to the ground. The sounds of bones breaking and screams of agony frightened those behind them, causing them to freeze in place.

Ye Xuan activated the Lightning-Summoning Finger again, causing a thundercloud to appear above the West City wall.

With one hand he unleashed the Heavenly Palm, and with the other he manipulated the thunderclouds, the wind carrying torrential rain and thunder that swept over the remaining Han army.

This time, the more than 100,000 soldiers of the Han army truly experienced the terror of Heaven's might. Their eyes dimmed, and they all had only one thought—

Kneel down now!

More than 100,000 Han soldiers threw down their weapons and knelt on the spot, completely losing their will to fight.

Upon seeing this, Liu Xuan, standing before the central command tent, was terrified. He had never before given such a decisive order:

"There are ghosts and monsters haunting Chang'an City! The entire army must retreat!"

He leaped onto his horse, but the camp was in chaos, and everyone wanted to escape this place of trouble.

Several warhorses, along with their riders and weapons, collided, knocking over the tents beside them and blocking their escape route.

Faced with the weak Emperor Shigen and the remaining Han army who still couldn't see the situation clearly, Ye Xuan gathered his spiritual power in the air and then locked his consciousness onto the rear battle camp.

A tiny, bluish-red spark ignited in the dense forest, spreading rapidly with the help of a sudden gust of wind.

Before long, the fire grew stronger and stronger, burning away the endless baggage and banners!

Countless screams echoed outside Chang'an, while the Han soldiers who had knelt on the ground beforehand, praying to Heaven, secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, I have good judgment and know how to seize opportunities...

After Ye Xuan unleashed all his skills, a fierce storm raged outside Chang'an City, and fire spread across eight hundred miles of camps.

Of the more than 300,000 troops that Liu Xuan had gathered, apart from the more than 200,000 who were kneeling on the ground, the rest had all died tragically under the will of Heaven.

Liu Xiu and his men, captured by Wang Mang and brought atop the city wall, looked at their mighty army of 300,000 men, which had ultimately suffered a crushing defeat. They felt dazed, as if the scene before them was unreal.

As dusk fell, the wailing outside the city gradually disappeared, along with the blue pillar of light that had shot into the sky from within the city.

Ye Xuan went into seclusion in the temple, leaving the aftermath of incorporating the defeated troops and clearing the battlefield to Wang Mang and others.

He sat comfortably on a futon made of Hetian jade, looking at his real body, his consciousness returning to the real world.

In the bedroom, a cyan spiritual energy phantom replaced the real him from before, and the real him had now descended upon this historical world.

Ye Xuan wholeheartedly felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surrounding him, which was much more abundant than that of Blue Star and not much different from that of the martial arts world.

Although he had been paying attention to the history of the world these days, experiencing this world as if he were on Earth was a wonderful feeling.

Ye Xuan looked at his illusory image left in reality again, and an unfamiliar name, "Heavenly Dao Body," appeared in his mind.

Heavenly Dao Body? That does fit his identity as the Heavenly Dao Immortal Venerable...

Recalling the battle just now, Ye Xuan was certain that it was definitely not as simple as just swapping two bodies.

When he first arrived, the towering pillar of light formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was something that his current cultivation level was not capable of achieving.

At the same time, the moment the pillar of spiritual energy and the golden mist appeared, he was also covered in armor, so that he was not naked.

Aside from the material, Ye Xuan couldn't sense any difference between this shimmering golden armor and ordinary armor.

In contrast, the "Heavenly Dao Body" made Ye Xuan think more deeply about it.

He was convinced that there was some kind of pattern to it, just like when he first discovered the operating pattern of the transfer station...

Ye Xuan immediately thought that during the first Battle of Chang'an, when Wang Mang was about to commit suicide by hitting his head against a rock, his consciousness and perception were temporarily fixed in this world by something.

He then intervened to save Wang Mang and the Xin Dynasty, intending to establish an immortal era...

"The Way of Heaven..."

Ye Xuan muttered to himself, his chaotic thoughts exploding in an instant. He quickly used his consciousness to look at the real world he had just connected to.

Disconnected?

He found that he could no longer receive images of the real world. This abnormality lasted for a long time, about half an hour, before Ye Xuan could perceive the existence of Blue Star again.

However, his senses and consciousness are now trapped in the scene before he transmigrated, when he was sleeping in front of the martial arts school, and he is unable to move.

This puzzled Ye Xuan, as it meant he could not control the spiritual energy of the real world, and the spiritual body he replaced there could not be swapped with his current true body.

After several more attempts, Ye Xuan still couldn't control the spiritual energy of Blue Star, and couldn't even sense the transit station that traversed countless worlds.

He also discovered that time on Earth seemed to have stopped flowing with the appearance of the "Heavenly Dao Body".

Everything was frozen in the instant he traveled through time.

"There's no going back..."

Ye Xuan sat silently on the futon, facing an unprecedented and unusual situation, unable to find a solution for the time being.