Deep within the Divine Capital of the Great Chu Divine Dynasty.
"Crack—"
In the solemn place where the soul lamps of successive Divine Lords and core imperial Family experts were enshrined, Chu Wuya's soul lamp suddenly exploded, its light extinguished, and the lamp shattered, scattering fragments across the floor.
The Elder guarding the Soul Hall was greatly alarmed, almost unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.
"Lord Wuya…"
Almost at the same moment, the vast Dragon Qi of the national destiny, which enveloped the entire Great Chu Divine Dynasty, churned violently, letting out a mournful Dragon roar. Countless citizens of the Divine Dynasty felt it in their hearts, looking up in dismay.
Within the Imperial Palace's ancestral temple, ancient bells chimed on their own, their sound like weeping blood.
Chu Wuya's identity was not a secret within the Great Chu Divine Dynasty. His demise was no less than an earth-shattering earthquake for the entire Great Chu Divine Dynasty.
Unlike the Sacred Emperor faction, which sided with Chu Wuya, the current Divine Lord of the Great Chu Divine Dynasty let out a sigh of relief.
Chu Wuya's existence was undoubtedly a huge rock pressing down on him; his power had been seized a long time ago.
Now that Chu Wuya was dead, he was undoubtedly the happiest person.
"However, is the Sacred Emperor really gone just like that?"
The Great Chu Divine Lord was still not convinced, even suspecting that Chu Wuya had faked his death.
After all, how could a Daluo Expert who once stood at the Peak fall so easily?
Human Emperor Palace, Deliberation Hall.
Several Elders of the Great Luo Realm, with profound Auras, gathered here. They quickly confirmed Chu Wuya's demise.
"Chu Wuya, he actually fell just like that?"
An Elder dressed in an Eight Trigrams Daoist robe stroked his long beard, his brows tightly furrowed, and said, "If it's a fake death, then he would lose his Human Emperor Candidate status. Chu Wuya would never be willing to do that."
"Can we find out who did it?"
Someone asked.
The Elder in the Eight Trigrams Daoist robe shook his head and said, "We only know that Chu Wuya is dead. Where he died, and why he died, perhaps the Chu Family members know."
The Human Emperor Palace does not prohibit private struggles among Human Emperor Candidates; life and death are left to fate.
However, they will also try to find out exactly what happened, lest things get out of control.
Another Elder, clad in armor, snorted coldly, "Chu Wuya is one of the Human Emperor Candidates. Daring to assassinate a Human Emperor Candidate is a provocation to the dignity of our Human Race! This matter must be thoroughly investigated!"
A middle-aged man in a blue robe also said coldly, "If Human Emperor Candidates are constantly being assassinated like this, wouldn't it make the world laugh at our Human Race?"
Both were supporters of Chu Wuya and also knew his identity. Regarding Chu Wuya's death, they were more afraid.
If someone could easily eliminate Chu Wuya, did that mean they could also easily eliminate them?
At this moment, an ancient-faced old man in a green robe, who seemed to merge with the surrounding space, slowly spoke from the seat of honor. He was the Grand Elder of the Human Emperor Palace, Immortal King Xuanye.
"Chu Wuya… his background, you should have noticed. This demise, is it because someone doesn't want to see the ancient Sacred Emperor return, or… did he touch upon the taboos of certain existences?"
His gaze was profound, as if it pierced through layers of mist, seeing a deeper game at play.
To be able to do such a thing indicates that the mastermind wants to control the position of Human Emperor and has a greater ambition!
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several Elders in the hall became even more solemn.
"Could it be someone from the Heavenly Court?"
"It could also be Chu Wuya's former enemies?"
There were many theories, but no one could give an accurate answer, or rather, they were unwilling to get involved.
Although they were already Great Luo Realm venerables, the higher they cultivated, the more they realized how formidable the existences above the Great Luo Realm were.
Even Immortal King Xuanye, who was at the Nine-Revolutions Great Luo Realm, was so wary, indicating that the mastermind was very likely an existence at the Hunyuan Realm.
The saying "below the Great Luo Realm, all are ants" is true, but below the Hunyuan Realm, all are also ants.
"At this point, we can only ask for instructions from the Emperor."
Immortal King Xuanye secretly thought.
At the same time, he also felt weary. The fate of the Human Race, he wondered where it would go… Meanwhile, Han Xuanji also arrived at the Big Dipper Immortal Domain.
Xuanyuan City.
Looking at this city from afar, it did not possess the usual dazzling and extravagant appearance of an Immortal Family city.
In all Immortal Domains, countless forces were entrenched, and countless experts were hidden across the vast territories.
And the Xuanyuan Family, with its Legacy spanning countless eons, stood firm.
This Xuanyuan City was its fundamental base. Above the sky, one could see Immortal boats orderly traveling along Void Realm tracks.
Dividing the inner and outer cities was a majestic city wall, over a hundred zhang high, made of special material, upon which countless ancient runes were engraved, seemingly bearing the weight of countless eons, exuding a profound, mountain-like, unshakeable Aura.
On the city wall, guards clad in dark armor, with fierce Auras, could be vaguely seen patrolling. Their gazes were like lightning, sweeping in all directions, their discipline strict. The weakest among them had Heavenly Immortal cultivation, and many True Immortals, and even Profound Immortal Cultivators, were stationed there.
When Han Xuanji arrived at the city gate, he noticed a bright mirror hanging above the gate arch. Whenever someone entered, it would detect their Aura.
One was to verify identity, and the other was to detect cultivation.
Han Xuanji did not put on airs, following behind the crowd in line.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed straight to the front of the line, completely disregarding the feelings of others, and simply cut in.
Just as everyone was annoyed, the bright mirror above emitted a golden light.
"A Taiyi Golden Immortal Cultivator…"
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Although Xuanyuan City was considered one of the top-ranking mega-cities in the Human Race Immortal Domain, in the past, Heavenly Immortals, True Immortals, or Profound Immortals were more common. Opportunities to see Golden Immortals or Taiyi Golden Immortals were not many.
The small commotion quickly subsided, and soon it was Han Xuanji's turn.
"A Golden Immortal Cultivator…"
A Cultivator guarding the city gate sized up Han Xuanji.
A young man he didn't recognize, likely a Disciple from a prominent Family or Sect.
Han Xuanji smiled, said nothing, and casually handed over the token Xuanyuan Po had given him earlier.
The guarding Cultivator took the token, felt its weight in his hand, and after scanning it with his Divine Sense, his expression immediately changed.
The token was made of special material, engraved with ancient characters, and contained a pure and vast Imperial Dao Aura, a symbol of a core VIP!
It was a token that only core Disciples of the Xuanyuan Family could give out.
He dared not be negligent, quickly returning the token with both hands, his attitude several times more respectful, and bowed, saying, "It turns out a distinguished guest has arrived, my apologies for the oversight! Please enter the city!"
He didn't even dare to ask Han Xuanji's name, directly stepping aside to clear the passage.
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, retrieved the token, and leisurely stepped through the city gate.
As Han Xuanji stepped into Xuanyuan City, he immediately felt the surrounding light seemed to brighten a few shades. The Spiritual Qi in the air was dense, a world apart from the outside.
Underfoot were smooth, dark-green giant stone streets. The buildings on both sides were ancient and imposing, with little ostentatious decoration, yet possessing a profound, stable demeanor that had endured through countless eons. The passersby had calm expressions, without the hurriedness of the outside world.
Han Xuanji did not deliberately show off, his Aura restrained like an ordinary True Immortal, strolling along the main street, curiously observing this ancient city full of legends.
The divine tree personally planted by Sacred Emperor Xuanyuan in the city center cast dappled shadows, and its gentle will enveloped the entire city, calming the mind.
"This is truly a grand undertaking. This inner city should be equivalent to the environment of a top-tier Sect in the Immortal Realm. No wonder the Realm of the Cultivators coming and going is not low."
Han Xuanji praised, then his gaze shifted to the divine tree.
Legend has it that this was an ordinary tree personally planted by Sacred Emperor Xuanyuan. Countless years had passed, and it had already become divine.
As he passed a seemingly ordinary street corner, his gaze inadvertently swept over a roadside stall.
The stall owner wore a bronze mask, concealing his Qi, but Han Xuanji easily saw through it.
Beneath the mask was a young Cultivator, whose True Immortal cultivation was insignificant in this city filled with Immortals.
However, the moment Han Xuanji's gaze fell upon him, he felt that this fellow had extraordinary Luck and should also be a person of great Luck.
Out of curiosity, he used the System to investigate the other party.
[Lin Feng: Golden Immortal ninth layer, Son of Destiny, Person of Tribulation, peerless Aptitude, achieved Golden Immortal in a thousand years. His previous life was an Emperor of the Human Race, who fell due to betrayal by his Disciple, and was Reborn in this life with the help of a supreme treasure, intending to enter the Human Race Ancient Trial Path through the Xuanyuan Family.]