But the letters didn't ntion Zhang Feng.
The Emperor also didn't know that the Crown Prince was with Zhang Feng, only that the Crown Prince left a ssage at the end, saying he would return to the court in twelve days.
Apart from Steward Zhao and the Crown Prince and others, no one knew that Zhang Feng had already achieved the Yang Spirit.
Most people in this dynasty still rembered Zhang Feng as the True Man from ten years ago.
'My grandson hasn't found that True Man either…'
The Emperor also knew about Zhang Feng and had sent people to search for him.
But there was no trace.
This included the Crown Prince's trip this ti.
The Emperor actually harbored a complicated hope, wishing the Crown Prince could find this person and bring him to the court.
The complication was that if the Crown Prince really recruited a True Man, along with the possibility of his great-grandfather supporting him, it would an ignoring himself, the son-in-law.
Then it would be a two-on-two between True n.
The Crown Prince was capable of challenging him.
Fortunately, he hadn't been found yet.
The Emperor let out a complex sigh of relief, then noticing the ti, undressed and lay down on the millennium wood dragon bed.
This wood had life-extending and spirit-gathering cultivation effects.
It was a treasured item of the Great Success Dynasty and the only one.
It was also coveted by the Princes, Grandsons, and Great-grandsons alike.
Now.
The Emperor lay on this bed and fell into a deep sleep.
He hadn't slept for eight days and seven nights.
Although the Golden Core was enough to resist such fatigue, his spirit needed rest.
...
Unconsciously.
The Emperor fell asleep.
Or perhaps, vaguely, it seed like he was dreaming, also as if he had woken up.
But when he opened his eyes, the scene before him was no longer his True Dragon Palace, and beneath him was no longer the millennium dragon bed.
Instead, it was a very strange bed.
All around beca a small room, with so strange pages sticking to the white walls.
The Emperor couldn't understand at all.
But if a modern person were here, they would instantly recognize it as a 'superconductor, virtual, do' triadic apartnt.
'Where am I?'
The Emperor looked around.
However, as his thoughts moved, the surrounding walls reported an electronic voice, making him jump.
"Welco, otherworldly visitor, to the entropy-free civilization."
'Supre?' Startled by these strange sights, the Emperor didn't quite catch it, only faintly hearing sothing supre.
anwhile, before he could react, to explore this supre aning,
Whoosh—
The wall ahead suddenly opened, revealing scenes from the Magic Era within the Extraordinary Holand.
The sky was filled with countless 'streamlined magic treasures' rushing by, as well as many floating 'peculiar palaces.'
Even in his wide-eyed vision, so flying magical treasures moved at such high speeds.
Even as a Golden Core cultivator, he couldn't capture a trace.
'Such a supre…' Just by witnessing this scene, the Emperor knew why this world was called 'Supre.'
Because looking out, it was full of high-level treasures he couldn't describe!
And in front of so grand palaces, there were nurous 'gigantic figures' speaking, as if expounding so words he couldn't comprehend.
But actually, these were holographic advertisents, although the ads weren't great.
Zhang Feng just told them to 'mute,' and not to calculate these.
However, even so, the typically imposing Emperor seed unusually cautious, not daring to move around inside the room.
He watched quietly and cautiously, genuinely like a kid who had done sothing wrong.
After all, who would expect to wake up in the fabled 'Supre Immortal Realm!'
anwhile.
As the Emperor was nervously tense,
With a rustle, so visible runes flashed in the air as if transferring so kind of energy and spiritual qi.
And in the distant sky.
In the Emperor's shock that made him almost kneel, a colossal 'giant city' of countless miles approached from afar.
'It's the legendary Celestial Court… Celestial Court… '
When the Emperor saw the arrival of the interstellar battleship and its surface resonating with unspeakable Dao charm, he couldn't hold back any longer and directly knelt!
And at this ti.
Without any warning, the battleship suddenly cast a talisman onto him, guiding him towards the Celestial Court.
The Emperor dared not resist in the slightest, with boundless excitent and nervousness in his heart.
'Will I… will I et the Celestial Emperor…'
Everything in the dream ca too quickly, even causing the Emperor's thoughts to leap.
This bizarre and reality-overlapping feeling made him deeply believe he was in the Immortal Realm!
Including the journey aboard the battleship.
His eyes slightly reddened, cursing why he should be granted such fortune, worthy of being taken to the 'Supre Immortal Realm!'
Especially concerning everything in the 'worldly' realm—his sovereign glory, any martial cultivators, the people's livelihood.
He put it behind him, his only wish now was to ascend the Celestial Court and glimpse the 'Earth and Sky Incarnate' Celestial Emperor's visage.
He felt three hundred years of cultivation, just to witness this one sight, would be a life without regret, more than enough.
And when he stepped into the battleship,
He also heard what he had hoped for.
Several oddly dressed 'Immortals' were excitedly exclaiming,
As if they were about to 'ascend' beyond the universe to et a 'celestial.'
In the Emperor's view, the celestial in the Immortal Realm could only be the Celestial Emperor!
Then, the next second, before he could think further, he experienced the fastest transitions of scenes in his life.
This Celestial Court was truly akin to an ancient magical artifact from folklore, reaching great heights within seconds.
And then, as the Emperor looked downward, he saw the world wasn't flat but a 'sphere.'
But previously, he truly didn't know.
Because even with 'Nascent Soul Perfection,' no True Man ever broke through the 'Tribulation Clouds above the Nine Heavens,' flying beyond this world.
However, in the stratus layer of storm clouds, before the Emperor could respond, the battleship straight through Thunder Cloud and beyond it.
And in the Emperor's world, once a cultivator with Nascent Soul Perfection left the cloud and stepped into the universe, they knew how small the world was, hence choosing to beco Hidden Cultivators.
So in the Emperor and others' knowledge, the world remained heaven and earth flat.
But now, the Emperor in this dream saw it.
Especially as the battleship navigated the cosmic starry skies.
The Emperor was further attracted by the boundless vastness and various celestial-like stars, wondering how the Celestial Emperor ruled these 'three thousand great worlds?'
And in these worlds, within the Celestial Court projection, there existed towering 'Dao Charm Divine Mountains.'
But to modern eyes, those were quantum pavilions filled with runes.
As he observed in endless amazent.
The Celestial Court pierced through nine tribulation clouds and parked over a lifeless world.
At this mont, on the moon.
Among the construction of nurous rune divine mountains.
A figure stood high in the sky, surrounded by countless Dao charms.
Apart from the divine mountains, countless strange constructions also erged from the ground.
Once the Emperor descended from the Celestial Court, he suddenly felt a burst of enlightennt, knowing that the figure facing away from him was indeed the Celestial Emperor!
"Greetings to the Celestial Emperor!"
With trembling, nearly prostrate devotion.
Zhang Feng turned around and looked towards him.
The Emperor also saw Zhang Feng's visage, the one of Earth and Sky Incarnate.
It was a plain, hunchbacked, short old man.
But reflected in the dark universe and among countless divine mountains.
The old man seed to encompass all cosmic stars, the central point of the entire universe and its realms.
As if the entire universe of stars, the three thousand worlds within, all turned with his will.
...
Whoosh...
In the palace.
The Emperor also awoke at this mont.
And with his Golden Core strength, he awoke in a cold sweat.
Such terrifying celestial phenona, the turning of three thousand worlds, had surpassed all his understanding.
"Saint Monarch!"
At this ti, hearing the abnormal rapid breathing of the Holy One, those outside the hall rushed in.
"It's nothing…"
The Emperor, still imrsed in the terrifying celestial phenona, casually dismissed the approaching guards.
After so monts.
The Emperor finally ca back to his senses from the celestial phenona and touched the millennium wood beneath him, looking around at the familiar surroundings.
'Fortunately… it was… a dream…'
Only now did he truly wake up, realizing it was a dream, yet a real and absurd dream.
But the visage of that Dao incarnation remained indelibly etched in his mind.
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