Chapter 1820: The Emperor Exits Chengtian

The Emperor Exits Chengtian

Ancient Vault of the Courtesan Path.

"Ten Demigod Dukes of the State, huh..."

Liu Qingyan sat on a lake that was as calm as a mirror, her brows furrowing slightly.

At the same time, Chen Ling's voice rang out again in the Thought Storm: "Have the backgrounds of all these ten Demigods been investigated clearly?"

"Only a few have been investigated... The Chengtian Domain's confidentiality level regarding this matter is too high. It's very difficult for our intelligence network to penetrate to such a deep level." Liu Qingyan's voice held some helplessness.

"But what is certain is that every single one of these ten people is an existence at the peak of their respective Divine Paths... Their Combat Power is absolutely genuine."

"They were personally selected by Ying Fu, after all." Chen Ling wasn't surprised by this.

"Red King, My Lord... With things like this, the pressure we face will be immense." Liu Qingyan's voice grew even lower. "Ten peak Demigod combat powers. Placed in the fifth-generation world, they would already be enough to sweep across the world."

"Speaking of this, I have also received news here... Two Dukes of the State have already been dispatched by Ying Fu to the Gray World."

"To do what?"

"Unclear..." Liu Qingyan paused for a moment. "But the Imperial Kitchen is resting today."

Chen Ling suddenly fell silent.

These two pieces of intelligence seemingly had no connection whatsoever, but Liu Qingyan had linked them together... And Chen Ling understood her meaning in the first instant.

"It seems..."

"The Gray World is about to fall into chaos."

...

"Eunuch Zuo, why doesn't His Majesty have time to see me yet?"

At the entrance to the main hall of the Chengtian Imperial Palace, the gray-haired He Jing glanced at the sky and couldn't help but ask.

Since He Jing arrived here and requested an audience to discuss the renovation of the bastion's Outer Wall with His Majesty, three hours had already passed... He Jing originally thought His Majesty was granting an audience to someone else, so he waited outside for the time being. But after so long, he hadn't seen any officials entering or exiting either.

"This..." Eunuch Zuo hesitated to speak. "To tell you the truth, this old servant is also not quite clear..."

"How about this..."

"I'll go in and report for you one more time."

He Jing nodded and cupped his fists toward Eunuch Zuo: "Thank you."

Eunuch Zuo entered the main hall, and He Jing patiently continued waiting at the door like this.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Eunuch Zuo walked out from the main hall with a strange expression on his face.

"What did His Majesty say?" He Jing immediately asked.

"Lord He... Please return for today."

"...Why?"

"Today His Majesty... is going out."

He Jing froze, subconsciously shifting his gaze to the entrance of the main hall. For so many years, His Majesty had never stepped half a foot out of the imperial palace. Even when the Calamity of Mockery invaded back then, he had only made a move through the air from his sleeping quarters...

Today, His Majesty was actually going out?

What was he going to do??

He Jing didn't ask, nor did he dare to ask. When Eunuch Zuo said those words, goosebumps involuntarily rose on his body... He knew that something absolutely major was about to happen.

"I understand..." He Jing immediately replied. "Then I will come again tomorrow."

He Jing turned to leave.

However, he hadn't even taken ten steps when he heard a crisp creaking sound from the main hall behind him...

A figure slowly stepped out from within the main hall.

The soles of that figure's feet did not step on the dust, but rather floated more than ten centimeters above the ground, as if stepping on some unseen void.

The instant this step was taken, the originally bright and sunny sky suddenly darkened. Fierce winds rolled up dark clouds, churning directly above the main hall. A mountain-like pressure swept the surroundings, making people somewhat breathless.

He Jing just stood blankly in place, motionless like a sculpture... It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but rather that he couldn't move under this mighty imperial might. He couldn't even manage to turn his head back for a glance.

The thousands of flowers planted in the imperial palace were also instantly affected by this pressure. Beautiful petals were shaken off the branches in an instant, rolling backward toward the sky in the howling, churning wind...

Looking from afar, they looked like roaring, wandering five-clawed true dragons!

Rumble——!!

Low thunder boomed from within the dark clouds.

At this moment, the residents of the entire Chengtian Domain all looked toward the imperial palace in terror amidst the fierce wind...

Mighty imperial might shot into the sky surrounded by many true dragons, even twisting the void above the imperial palace, as if some existence was stepping out from within it step by step.

As that imperial might swept out, millions of people only felt their legs go weak, falling to their knees with a thud!

He Jing, standing closest to the eye of the storm, nervously swallowed his saliva...

In the next moment,

A figure in an Emperor's Robe slowly walked past him.

The gold and black interwoven Emperor's Robe flapped in the fierce wind. A white-haired figure held a sword in his right hand, a Golden Imperial Seal hanging at his waist, Strolling Leisurely upon the void.

He Jing couldn't see the person's face, but just this back was enough to shatter his mind.

He also fell to his knees with a thud, respectfully kowtowing toward that imperial silhouette:

"He Jing..."

"Respectfully welcomes His Majesty exiting the palace."

That imperial silhouette didn't look back at him, not knowing if he didn't hear it, or if those calm eyes only clearly reflected the direction of the Gray World.

That figure in the Emperor's Robe slightly parted his lips...

A voice mixed with endless imperial might echoed in the sky above the entire domain:

"The gray disaster has entangled the people for over three hundred years."

"Today is a prosperous era in the world, and Calamities retreat. Chengtian follows the desires of all the people..."

"Today, We personally lead the expedition..."

"With a sword to cleanse the mountains and rivers."

With every word the imperial silhouette let fall, the mighty imperial might seemed to echo with heaven and earth. Golden ripples swept across the sky, causing one's mind to tremble upon seeing it.

At this moment, the minds of the people kneeling on the earth also seemed to be drawn by the words. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and surging Aspiration Power surged toward the sky like an invisible wave!

"With a sword to cleanse the mountains and rivers!!"

"With a sword to cleanse the mountains and rivers!!!"

"..."

Somewhere unseen, that Aspiration Power continuously gathered on the Golden Imperial Seal at the waist of the imperial silhouette, and a faint halo silently spread out. Ying Fu lowered his eyes and glanced at the reaction of the Imperial Seal, seeming quite satisfied with it.

In the next second, his figure directly crossed the void and arrived at the edge of the Chengtian Domain...

Then,

Took a step out.

The instant Ying Fu stepped into the Gray World, the mighty imperial might traversed three thousand miles.

At the Forbidden Sea closest to the Chengtian Domain, the seawater suddenly stagnated. The numerous Calamities wandering beneath the sea surface seemed to sense something and began churning wildly.

A massive deep-sea sun silently opened from the darkness...

That imperial silhouette held a sword in one hand, the seal hanging at his waist. He walked slowly from the Chengtian Domain all alone, his eyes burning like a blazing sun.

"Then..."

"I'll use you as a Sacrifice to my sword first."