Chapter 489: Chapter 217: The Mortal Emperor’s Obsession_2
Xue Mingzhi’s expression froze; he knew in his heart that Shen Yuan for certain would not lie about these trivial matters, and waves of shock had already begun surging within him.
“If even the True Dragons of the Four Waterways Dragon Palace are not qualified, then who could be such a personage to be your charioteer?”
Xue Mingzhi did not know that when Shen Yuan had previously entered Fengdu City, Netherworld Commander Bull Head had materialized his true form to personally draw the Emperor’s Carriage as a welco.
The Ten Netherworld Commanders, now ascended to Heavenly Immortals, and the forr Netherworld Treasure Emperor’s Carriage—how could their standing be compared with that of the re True Dragons of the Dragon Palaces?
In just a few spoken words, the Blazing Dragon Carriage had already driven out of the border guard city, rapidly speeding toward the direction of the Imperial Capital.
Shen Yuan withdrew his thoughts and looked toward the outside environnt.
It was only upon reaching this core land of Great Xia, the center where humanity’s fate converged, that Shen Yuan could truly feel why the human path had dominion over the Primal Chaos Realm.
Above the vast territory of Jing Province, every mountainscape, river, lake, and forest was enveloped by humanity’s fate.
The thirty-six garrison cities served not only as protective cities guarding the Imperial Capital but also as the pivot points of the grand human path array constructed across an entire province’s land.
Within Jing Province, whether it was the Immortal Path, Divinity Path, or Ghost Path, all would face suppression from humanity’s fate, and the Central Imperial Court could readily cast a Spirit Transmutation Powerful Expert down to the mortal realm with a single Imperial Edict.
Only a Spirit Refining True Being, who had achieved the Yang God and whose powers were inherent within themselves, could resist the suppression of humanity’s fate to so extent.
Of course, this so-called resistance could only ensure that one wouldn’t be cast down into the dust under the suppression of humanity’s fate, even a Spirit Refining True Being could not contend against the grand montum of the human path.
It was precisely because there was such a vast amount of humanity’s fate and the grand human path array’s suppression within the territory of Jing Province that all the grotto-heavens blessed lands stayed far away from Jing Province.
Even after the Spirit Energy Tidal Surge, the activities of the disciples from the various grotto heavens sacred grounds took place outside Jing Province, which was also the foundation of Great Xia as the central imperial dynasty.
However, with the alliance ford between Netherworld and Great Xia, an Imperial Edict from Great Xia’s Imperial Court spread throughout the realms, compelling many grotto heavens blessed land to make their way to the Imperial Capital.
Although the Imperial Capital was Great Xia’s ho ground, rushing there risked suppression by humanity’s fate, but if out of fear they did not go to the Imperial Capital, it would actually suit Great Xia’s Imperial Court’s wishes.
Within the carriage, Shen Yuan felt the fluctuating humanity’s fate around him, and his mana circulated with a sowhat raw sensation.
Shen Yuan’s brow furrowed slightly as he discreetly activated Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona within him.
With only a few thousand miles separating Jing Province from Tai Province, Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona was not weakened as severely as it had been in Yun Province; accompanied by a faint, almost imperceptible, Emperor’s aura, the pressure from humanity’s fate suddenly vanished.
In a trance, Xue Mingzhi seed to see a Supre Emperor seated within the dark Hell, with billions of supernatural beings prostrating at his feet.
Such a majestic aura almost compelled Xue Mingzhi to worship.
But that was only for a fleeting mont, everything vanished in an instant, as if it were simply an illusion.
Before Xue Mingzhi could recover his senses, Shen Yuan had already retracted Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona, his eyes flickering with an inexplicable color.
Shen Yuan could sense that the essence of humanity’s fate was certainly not weak, even gaining so advantage against the compromised Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona.
Indeed, this was not difficult to comprehend—since an ancient Great Yin’s Mortal Emperor had vied with the Four Great Emperors, and even an Exalted Emperor descending to the mortal plane still needed to give due respect to the Mortal Emperor. It was unsurprising that humanity’s fate suppressed the compromised Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona.
Yet the problem now was that the humanity’s fate within Jing Province seed to lack the power to govern everything; although it was rich and heavy, backed by the grand human path array, its foundation appeared sowhat insubstantial and incapable of suppressing Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona.
“What could be the reason for this?”
Shen Yuan was full of doubts.
“Granted that Great Yin’s Mortal Emperor used the Nine Tripod Cauldrons to seal the Primal Chaos Realm, causing the Mortal Emperor to lose most of the human path authority and the Nine Tripod Cauldrons, the successors to the human imperial dynasty should still be in possession of the Jade Seal and the compromised Mortal Emperor’s incorporeal persona,”
“Even if it cannot be restored to the peak period of ten thousand years ago, it should at least be able to govern humanity’s fate.
Could there be… so kind of unforeseen event?”
As Shen Yuan’s thoughts flowed, he suddenly considered the subtly pervasive guidance of the world’s will, and a sense of caution arose within him about the trip to the Imperial Capital.
Almost at the sa mont, several secret orders entered the Mind-nourishing Hall.
Unlike the Golden Throne Hall used for holding court etings and deliberating important matters, the Mind-nourishing Hall was the place where Emperor Xia handled various secret matters of the dynasty.
Emperor Xia sat upon the dragon throne, as a Shadow Guard clad in black armor, seemingly enveloped in shadows, slowly presented a platinum morial to him.
Emperor Xia picked up the morial, and the dim light of the Mind-nourishing Hall cast a shadow over most of his face, making it impossible to discern any change in his expression.
“So, he has indeed co.”
Emperor Xia’s slightly trembling voice echoed in the Mind-nourishing Hall, his words tinged with a mix of suppression, anger, and an irrepressible joy.
Ever since the grotto heavens erged in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, confirming the identity of that Supre Taoist, Emperor Xia had been in constant distress.
As an emperor, nobody wishes to see such completely uncontrollable and unexpected factors arise.
An Earth Immortal capable of walking in the mortal realm could nearly overturn everything owned by Great Xia’s Imperial Court.
Fear engulfed Emperor Xia’s heart, and he didn’t even dare to make rash contact with the Supre Taoist, only to cautiously probe through Xue Mingzhi as an interdiary.
Emperor Xia even ordered the execution of the Fifth Prince, who had attempted to ddle in the affairs of the Southern Three Provinces, simply out of fear that the Supre Taoist might harbor enmity towards Great Xia’s Imperial Court.
In this process, the Supre Taoist had indeed solved many troubles for Great Xia—the issues within Lake Dongting in Qing Province, the Yunfu demon horde, River Ji Dragon Palace, North Mang Mountain—one after another, major crises that could influence the entire world were effortlessly resolved by the Supre Taoist. This should have been good news.
However, the more the Supre Taoist despised evil and fearlessly suppressed turmoil, the more Emperor Xia grew fearful.
Because he wasn’t sure if one day the Supre Taoist would discover his secrets and, just like suppressing the Demons’ Realm and the Dragon Palace, turn their weapon against Great Xia.
Fortunately, such fear ca to an end three months ago with the arrival of the Fengdu Emperor.
Appearing in Fengdu City, the Fengdu Emperor assertively subdued the 10th Hall Yama who governed the Netherworld, surpassing the Supre Taoist in both strength and thods by far.
More importantly, after three months of veiled inquiries and probing, Emperor Xia could almost confirm that the Fengdu Emperor was indeed a genuine Divinity Path Emperor.
The power of the Divinity Path Emperor was leaps and bounds above the Supre Taoist, and the forces at the Netherworld’s disposal far exceeded those of the Falling Clouds Sect; yet, Emperor Xia was not too afraid of the Fengdu Emperor.
Because he was well aware that to maintain the Divinity Path Emperor’s incorporeal persona, the Fengdu Emperor needed sufficient incense offering willpower, which only Great Xia could provide on such a grand scale.
The realm of humanity and the Incense Offering Divinity Path have always complented each other; humanity’s fortunes cannot break away from the protection of the Incense Offering Divinity Path, while the latter also cannot do without the incense offering willpower supplied by the world of n.
Under such circumstances, Emperor Xia had ways to restrain the Fengdu Emperor, but none to limit the Supre Taoist, which was the real reason why Emperor Xia felt fear towards the Supre Taoist.
“However, fortunately, what was once a threat is no longer a threat. As long as he wisely refrains from undermining the grand sche between the Imperial Court and the Netherworld, there’s no need to push him into opposition.
After all, only the Mount Luofeng 6 Hell Deities have reached a consensus with us, and the Fengdu Emperor hasn’t responded to this day. It seems that getting the Emperor to suppress the Supre Taoist will not be an easy task.”
Emperor Xia slowly spoke, his voice carrying a sense of relief as if a burden had been lifted.
“Yes,” the Shadow Guard below responded respectfully.
“Recently, the Crown Prince has entertained guests from all quarters, including the dragon offspring from the Yangtze River Dragon Palace who ca to the Imperial Capital, as well as True Disciples from various grotto heavens blessed lands; during the feast, he repeatedly made promises to various forces…”
The Shadow Guard’s words were not yet complete when Emperor Xia abruptly interrupted with a gesture of his hand.
“The Crown Prince is the heir to the throne of Great Xia, rely hosting so guests. There’s no need to trouble with such trifles.”
The expression beneath the Shadow Guard’s mask faltered.
Since the death of the Fifth Prince, Emperor Xia had been closely monitoring the movents of the Crown Prince and the other princes, ddling in every detail, no matter how minor.
And the Crown Prince entertaining representatives from major powers was anything but trivial; he had expected Emperor Xia to be enraged, yet the Emperor dismissed it casually.
A year of chaos flashed through his mind, but on the surface, the Shadow Guard showed no sign of it, rely responding with renewed respect:
“Yes!”
“You may leave!”
The Shadow Guard’s body blended into a shadow and rged into a corner, vanishing within the Mind-nourishing Hall.
Emperor Xia leaned back in his chair, an odd expression erging on his venerable and majestic face.
“Heir to the throne? Great Xia will soon have no need for one…”
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