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Chapter 453: Royal Intrigue

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Jin Tian Zhou.

Myriad Symbol Pavilion.

Lin Chuan is polishing in the dream cultivation space.

After six hundred years, you have finally polished the soul of your first True Self to the utmost of the Void God Realm.

This is thanks to Lü Ya's abundant life force, which lets your Physical Body bear a soul strength far beyond the past.

The Sword Path of All Beings practiced by your second True Self has also grown substantially, now only one step away from the utmost of the Void God Realm.

The Mediation of Creation Technique practiced by your third True Self has finally entered the hall, achieving modest success.

Now you can not only use the Mediation of Creation Technique to reverse certain things, but also borrow laws to create entirely new things.

Although you are still far from the 'Creating from Nothing' realm, its starting point is already the endpoint of all Divine Skill Techniques in the world.

Both your True Self and the two split souls have made progress, and your combat power has risen to an entirely new level.

You are confident that now you can suppress most cultivators of the True God Realm; even without condensing a True God Core, the existence of Mediation of Creation and the Path of Perfection can fully compensate for this flaw.

Even when facing the Wangxian Realm, you are sure you can retreat unscathed.

Once you also polish the two split souls to the utmost of the Void God Realm, you can take another step, condense a True God Core, and reach the True God Realm.

At that time, you may hope to become invincible beneath the Immortals.

You exit the dream cultivation space.

"So hard,"

Returning to the real world, Lin Chuan lets out a long sigh.

His soul‑polishing speed is already rapid; without Lü Ya's help, which causes his Physical Body to continuously metamorphose, the speed would likely be much slower.

Now the polishing speed has far exceeded expectations.

"Time should be completely sufficient,"

Lin Chuan estimates in his mind, "Based on the original ancient era's calculation, the Black Mist turmoil will not officially erupt until I am four thousand years old."

"The war then lasted a full thousand years,"

"By calculation, I still have over four thousand years left,"

However, the original era can no longer serve as a reference; the fate line has already been dramatically shifted, and anything could happen.

The probability of the turmoil occurring early is high.

Lin Chuan feels urgent inside, treating each day as the last day before the war begins.

But being too hasty is useless; the path he walks, this ultimate road, must be built up slowly over time.

Haste makes waste.

"Two years have passed; it's time to go out for a walk,"

Two years is short, unable to untie a knot in the heart.

Two years is also long enough to encompass the brilliance of many lives.

During this period, while cultivating, Lin Chuan took on many commissions from the Myriad Symbol Pavilion, all relatively simple.

Correspondingly, the collected Immortal Souls were not pure enough.

Compared to a complete Image of All Beings, it still lacks a little something.

"It's been so long; I should return to the Cloud Kingdom for a visit,"

Lin Chuan snaps his fingers and calculates.

"Hmm?"

He quickly deduces a thread of Karma, and his brows involuntarily knit.

Few things make his brows knit.

He cares little about most matters now.

But there are still some things that can ignite him, such as some short‑sighted beings who have plotted conspiracies onto his relationships.

"Is it him?"

"The mysterious Yang Demon of the Demon Tribe?"

Just now, while deducing the situation in the Cloud Kingdom, he sensed a 'familiar' aura and also caught a trace of a Yang Demon.

That mysterious great demon can hide from others, but not from him.

"The Yang Demon actually meddled in the internal strife of the Cloud Kingdom?"

"Because of me?"

"Or was it already happening?"

In the original ancient era, he did not truly partake in the Cloud Kingdom's internal conflict; it was mainly the struggle between the Elder Princess and the Cloud Emperor,

He was unaware of the specific inner details.

But he thinks the fluctuation of the fate line caused the Yang Demon's arrival.

With that in mind, Lin Chuan, accompanied by Lü Ya, heads straight for the Cloud Kingdom.

Cloud Kingdom Imperial Capital.

A great war unknown to ordinary civilians quietly erupts.

Grand General Yun Zhenshan and Prime Minister Wei Tianshu, this pair of arch‑enemies, face their final battle.

"Yun Zhenshan, you pride yourself on unparalleled loyalty, yet you followed the Elder Princess to launch a rebellion; today is your day of death,"

Wei Tianshu traps Yun Zhenshan with the Heavenly Phenomena Formation.

He forcibly drags him into a special space.

In terms of frontal combat power, he is indeed inferior to the Yun Zhenshan who broke out from the sea of blood and mountain of corpses, but regarding Divine Skill Techniques and various methods, he fears nothing.

The Cloud Emperor said that as long as he can hold Yun Zhenshan back, he does not demand to kill him.

It won't be long before the dust settles.

"If it's not me, then it's not disloyal or unjust."

Yun Zhenshan said coldly: "The Cloud Emperor was originally the ruler of a nation, supposed to consider the common people, yet because he craved life and feared death, he dreaded the Black Mist battlefield and harmed Mortal Dust."

"His heart contains only power; he has long lost his original intention and no longer protects the beings of the Cloud Kingdom."

"A ruler like this is not the emperor I, as a general, would follow."

"The incompetent and unvirtuous are unfit for the throne!"

According to the rules, the Cloud Emperor should also go to the Black Mist battlefield and guard it for a period.

The Cloud Emperor, however, out of fear, secretly schemed to cause turmoil on the Cloud Kingdom's border, using the pretext of needing to suppress the National Fortune to decline.

He forced the Elder Princess, who had just returned from the Black Mist battlefield, to go back to the battlefield for him.

How could such an emperor earn his respect?

"No matter how you speak of breaking the heavens, you are still a disloyal and unjust person; the Cloud Emperor has not treated me poorly, I thought you were a loyal dog, but it turns out you're just a white sheep‑wolf."

Wei Tian Shu sneered coldly.

"You cannot shake my heart."

Yun Zhenshan scoffed, his heart unruffled; he fights for the Cloud Kingdom's people and has never been merely the Cloud Emperor's tool.

Wei Tian Shu still wanted to speak, but Yun Zhenshan had already killed him.

He had an ominous premonition.

The Cloud Emperor will certainly target his daughter Zhi Yi; he must break out quickly, otherwise if his daughter meets an accident, he will never be able to forgive himself for a lifetime.

Boom—!

An Immortal Observing Grand War unfolded within this mysterious celestial‑space.

At the same time, the Cloud Kingdom's National Fortune gathered in its most concentrated regions, and chaos erupted everywhere.

The Elder Princess and the Cloud Emperor both laid countless pieces on the board.

At this moment it erupted completely.

Instead, the very heart of the Imperial Capital remained only a patch of tranquility.

As the overt rulers, the Cloud Emperor and the Elder Princess did not personally go to the front, and the elders at home would not let them fight to the death.

That would cause the Cloud Kingdom's National Fortune to collapse entirely.

The two's struggle exists only on the board.

"Sister, your chess skill is becoming ever more superb, pressing step by step, seeking total annihilation—aren't you being a bit too hasty?"

The Cloud Emperor placed a black piece onto the board.

"Your Majesty is joking."

The Elder Princess smiled brightly, "This game is not about extermination; I just want the board to give birth to new life."

"But Your Majesty's pieces are tightly clustered, full of killing intent, as if to cut off this palace's vitality."

"Is that so?" the Cloud Emperor chuckled lightly, "My eyes are dull, so I didn't see it; it's all because I haven't sparred with others for many years, and my skill has declined."

"Today I must do my best; winning over you, sister, is the goal."

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