Chapter 15 Entering the Imperial City

Tap~

Tap~

Tap~

Drum-like footsteps echoed.

These footsteps contained an indescribable, strange, and mighty power. Wherever the sound waves spread, the many Imperial Guardsmen wielding weapons and shouting, and the Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists wielding sword light in mid-air,

and even Yan Xiake, the White Bone Human Demon (a type of demon) who was nearly shattered in the siege,

all involuntarily stopped.

A peaceful and serene aura instantly enveloped the entire Imperial City. Everyone's killing intent vanished, and no matter how furious they were, they calmed down instantly.

Many people were shocked and horrified, and they all turned to look at the source of the footsteps.

They saw a Daoist walking over.

The Daoist was not particularly tall, but extremely well-proportioned. His face was not handsome, but he had a unique charm. His white robe was spotless, just like his calm and cold eyes.

His long hair hung over his shoulders, exuding an invisible deterrent force.

As he walked, the light of the great sun seemed to dim, as if he was the center of the world, and everything else was just his foil.

Naturally, he occupied everyone's attention.

No one could ignore his existence.

"Who are you?!"

The Daoist who was chasing Sa Wuling felt a chill run down his spine, and his voice was a little hoarse.

He was not stupid. Anyone who possessed such an aura was undoubtedly a True Man (cultivation realm) with condensed Divine Power, or even a more powerful existence.

The fact that such an existence dared to step into the Imperial Palace in such a grand manner meant that the significance behind it was enough to scare anyone to death.

"Teacher..."

Sa Wuling respectfully saluted.

Whoosh whoosh~~~

The air currents howled, and Chang Qian Daoist and the other Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists all landed. They exchanged glances and formed a large formation.

Holding back their attacks.

The group of people had solemn expressions. Sa Wuling let out a long sigh of relief. No matter what had happened outside the city before, the fact that his teacher had arrived meant that everything had been settled.

He didn't know when it started, but he had an extraordinary trust in his teacher.

Crack crack~

Yan Xiake landed, his bones creaking all over, with cracks everywhere, looking shocking.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over everyone in the Imperial City.

He didn't say a word.

And An Qisheng's silence almost suffocated the many Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists.

Chang Qian Daoist couldn't help but step forward, sword light rolling around his body:

"This True Man, this place is an important place for the royal family..."

He had only said half a sentence when Chang Qian Daoist lost his voice, his entire body as if struck by lightning, standing still.

Because An Qisheng slowly opened his palm, a wisp of black smoke suddenly rose, turning into the appearance of a person in the sunlight.

That was Xiao Feng, the Vice-Leader of the Heavenly Intent Sect!

"Vice-Leader!"

"Leader?! How is that possible!"

"Impossible! How could it be the Vice-Leader?!"

Chang Qian Daoist was stunned, while the other Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists all had drastic changes in expression, extremely horrified.

The Heavenly Intent Sect, in name, Heavenly Intent True Man was the leader.

However, how noble was a Yuanshen (primordial spirit) being? Ordinary people simply did not have the qualification to see Heavenly Intent True Man. Xiao Feng was the actual leader of the Heavenly Intent Sect, and he was in charge of all matters, big and small.

The many Daoists here were all dispatched by Xiao Feng.

How could they not recognize Xiao Feng?

Not only the many Daoists of the Heavenly Intent Sect, but also the Imperial Guards, eunuchs, and even all the masters enshrined in the Imperial Palace were all stunned on the spot.

They recognized Xiao Feng.

"Ha, haha! Hahahaha! Success by Heavenly Intent, failure by Heavenly Intent, it's all Heavenly Intent!"

In the sunlight, Xiao Feng's illusory and twisted soul laughed wildly:

"Leader, you schemed and planned for a hundred years, but in the end, in the end, you still

Lost,

You lost! Hahahaha..."

Xiao Feng laughed sadly and wildly, as if he was insane, his voice echoing far and wide throughout the entire Imperial City, causing countless Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists to turn pale and feel cold in their hearts.

"Lost, lost..."

Chang Qian Daoist staggered, feeling that the cold wind around him, which he had not cared about before, was suddenly a little bone-chilling.

Lost,

What was lost?

For the Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists and the many Imperial Guards present, there was no need to say more.

Because the Myriad Laws Assembly had already spread throughout the world, perhaps there were still people in the world who did not know, but in this Green Capital City, everyone already knew.

Not to mention in the Imperial City.

"You..."

The Daoist who had been chasing Sa Wuling before looked at An Qisheng, who was pinching Xiao Feng's soul, and suddenly felt his hands and feet go weak.

That person...

Clang~

With a soft sound, someone could not hold the weapon in their hand, and it fell to the ground with a 'clang'.

Then, the sounds of gold and jade colliding rose and fell one after another.

The weapons in the hands of many Imperial Guard soldiers all fell to the ground, and their bodies also fell to the ground.

"We, we kowtow to the National Teacher!"

After a small armored general knelt down, he suddenly shouted in a trembling voice.

The Myriad Laws Assembly was already a well-known event. Whoever won was the National Teacher, which was already a recognition in everyone's heart, something that even the emperor could not oppose.

"We kowtow to the National Teacher!"

Then, shouts of varying heights and times rang out one after another.

Chang Qian Daoist looked around and saw that all the Imperial Guards had knelt on the ground, kowtowing and shouting loudly.

Just like they used to kowtow to Heavenly Intent True Man.

For a time, the Imperial City was filled with shouts of kowtowing.

A group of Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists were among them, at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Leader..."

Chang Qian Daoist felt lost in his heart for a moment.

His palm trembled a few times, but he couldn't raise it in the end, lacking a bit of courage, whether it was towards this future National Teacher or himself.

In the end, he sighed in despair and knelt on the ground:

"Chang Qian kowtows to the National Teacher."

"We kowtow to the National Teacher..."

When the other Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists saw that Chang Qian Daoist, the most cultivated among them, had surrendered, where did they still have the idea of ​​resisting stubbornly? They knelt down one after another.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous..."

Xiao Feng smiled miserably twice, not knowing whether he was laughing at these Daoists for being cowardly or laughing at himself for not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Whoosh~

An Qisheng turned his palm and pinched Xiao Feng's soul in his palm.

"Teacher..."

Sa Wuling bowed slightly, both surprised and happy, and a little bit of complaint:

"You already knew..."

How could there be so many coincidences in the world? He didn't appear when he was being beaten and fleeing in embarrassment, but appeared as soon as he could escape?

The only possibility was that his teacher already knew about the matters here.

"Your nature is not bad, but there is some laziness in your character. Your first reaction when encountering something is to avoid it, making you unfit for great responsibility..."

An Qisheng glanced at his disciple.

At this time, Sa Wuling had the posture of returning to his youth, his muscles and bones were strong, and his vitality was exuberant. Although he was bald, he was also stronger.

Compared to more than two years ago, it was no exaggeration to say that there was a world of difference.

Sa Wuling sighed. He also knew that this was his teacher's method of tempering him, but he could only hold his nose and accept it.

Woof~

At this time, a yellow shadow窜过 from the shadows and landed on An Qisheng's shoulder.

It was the little yellow dog.

Scared!

Sa Wuling was startled and looked at the little yellow dog in disbelief:

"This, this dog..."

This little yellow dog was extremely fast, flashing over in an instant, and even he didn't see it clearly. Now, looking at it carefully, the little yellow dog's small body contained a power that made him a little terrified.

This dog,

Was actually stronger than him!

Sa Wuling was a little dazed for a moment.

"What's wrong, Grandpa?"

The little yellow dog stood upright and spoke in a human voice.

"It's become a spirit, it's become a spirit..."

Sa Wuling muttered a few words, not knowing that this little yellow dog had received good fortune, otherwise how could it be so strong.

Suddenly, he felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

What kind of days had he been living for the past two or three years?

Every day, besides practicing boxing, drawing talismans, he was on the road, subduing demons and eliminating monsters, and suffering countless hardships. Yet, he never thought that he couldn't compare to such a little yellow dog.

This, this must be your biological son, right?

Pa!

Before his thoughts could flash through, he was slapped.

This slap was quite heavy.

Sa Wuling only felt his eyes darken, and he involuntarily spun around twice, almost falling to the ground.

"Slandering the teacher, you deserve to be beaten."

An Qisheng glanced at Sa Wuling, flicked his sleeves, and stepped forward, heading towards the Imperial Palace.

From beginning to end, he did not care about the Heavenly Intent Sect Daoists, including Chang Qian Daoist.

‘Oops, I forgot again, the teacher can see through people's hearts...’

Sa Wuling was embarrassed in his heart and trotted to Yan Xiake's side.

At this time, Yan Xiake was quite embarrassed, but fortunately he had already died, even if this White Bone Human Demon was broken, he would not immediately be scattered.

Sa Wuling helped him up and quickly followed An Qisheng's footsteps.

The many Daoists, including Chang Qian, were still kneeling on the ground, and even though they could no longer see An Qisheng's figure, they did not dare to get up, let alone have the slightest thought of escaping.

They all had cultivation, and their magic power was not so high, but they were considered to have some status in the Heavenly Intent Sect.

Even if they could not contact Heavenly Intent Daoist, they knew the power of Yuanshen True Man.

With their cultivation, unless they had the means to escape thirty thousand miles in an instant, or this Yuanshen True Man was willing to let them go, it was impossible to escape under the eyes of a Yuanshen True Man.

.......

In front of the nearly half-ruined Hall of Political Affairs.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking faintly at the place where the old emperor died in the ruins.

"True Man An..."

Yan Xiake staggered and saluted.

"Do you know why that Heavenly Intent Daoist wanted to refine pills for that old emperor to extend his life?"

An Qisheng asked, with his back to Yan Xiake.

The ghost fire in Yan Xiake's eye sockets flickered, and he shook his head with a 'crack crack': "I don't know."

Worldly people might think that Heavenly Intent Daoist was to confuse the emperor, but cultivators knew that there were too many ways for a Yuanshen True Man to influence mortals.

Spending a hundred years refining pills for mortals, not to mention Yuanshen, even a cultivator who had achieved his Natal Life would mostly disdain to do so.

"It's for this thing..."

An Qisheng flicked his finger.

Buzz~

The void made a buzzing sound.

Sa Wuling and Yan Xiake only felt a flash in front of them, and the world in their eyes suddenly underwent a violent change!

Roar~~~

First, there was a soul-stirring roar.

Then, what came into view was a black giant dragon rising from the ruins in front of them and going straight into the clouds!