Chapter 1820: Emperor Emerges from Chengtian

Prostitution Dao Treasury.

"Ten Demigod Dukes..."

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

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

"Only a few have been investigated... The Chengtian Domain's secrecy level for this is too high. Our intelligence network is very difficult to penetrate to such a deep level." Liu Qingyan's voice was somewhat helpless.

"But what is certain is that each of these ten people is at the peak of their respective Divine Dao... their strength is not mixed with any water."

"After all, they were chosen by Ying Fu himself." Chen Ling was not surprised by this.

"Lord Red King... in this way, the pressure we face is very great." Liu Qingyan's voice became increasingly low. "Ten peak Demigod combat powers, placed in the Fifth Generation world, are already enough to sweep across the world."

"You haven't counted Ying Fu's own combat power." Chen Ling added. "For every additional minister, the emperor's combat power will increase significantly. Now that he has ten Demigods under his command, his personal combat power alone is already the absolute strongest in history."

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

"To do what?"

"Not clear..." Liu Qingyan paused for a moment. "But the Imperial Kitchen is closed today."

Chen Ling suddenly fell silent.

These two pieces of intelligence seemed to have no connection, 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 be in chaos."

……

"Eunuch Zuo, why does His Majesty still not have time to see me?"

At the gate of the Chengtian Palace main hall, the gray-haired He Jing looked at the sky and couldn't help but ask.

Since He Jing arrived here and reported that he wanted to see His Majesty to discuss the renovation of the prison's outer walls, three hours had passed... He Jing originally thought that His Majesty was meeting others, so he waited outside for the time being, but for so long, he hadn't seen any ministers entering or leaving.

"This..." Eunuch Zuo hesitated. "To tell you the truth, I'm not quite sure either..."

"How about this..."

"I'll go in and report to you again."

He Jing nodded and bowed to Eunuch Zuo: "Thank you."

Eunuch Zuo entered the main hall, and He Jing continued to wait patiently at the door.

I don't know how much time passed,

Eunuch Zuo walked out of the main hall with a strange expression.

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

"Lord He... please go back today."

"...Why?"

"His Majesty... is going out for a trip today."

He Jing was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the gate of the main hall. For so many years, His Majesty had never stepped out of the palace even half a step. Even when the Mockery Calamity invaded back then, he only made moves from his bedroom...

Today, His Majesty was actually going out?

What was he going to do??

He Jing didn't ask, and he didn't dare to ask. When Eunuch Zuo said this, goosebumps appeared on his body involuntarily... He knew that something major was definitely about to happen.

"I know..." He Jing replied immediately. "Then I'll come again tomorrow."

He Jing turned and left.

However, he had walked less than ten steps when he heard a crisp creaking sound from the main hall behind him...

A figure slowly stepped out from the main hall.

The figure's feet were not stepping on the dust, but hovering a dozen centimeters above the ground, as if treading on some invisible void.

The moment this step was taken, the previously bright sky dimmed instantly. Gale winds mixed with dark clouds churned directly above the main hall, and an air pressure like a mountain swept across the surroundings, making it hard for people to breathe.

He Jing stood blankly in place, motionless like a statue... It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move under this mighty imperial power. He couldn't even turn his head to look back.

The thousands of flowers planted in the palace were also instantly affected by this air pressure. The colorful petals were shaken off their branches in an instant, and in the whistling, churning gale, they rolled backward toward the sky...

Looking from afar, they resembled five-clawed true dragons roaring and swimming!

Rumble—!!

Low, rumbling thunder echoed from within the dark clouds.

At this moment, every resident of the entire Chengtian Domain looked toward the Imperial Palace in terror amidst the howling wind...

A vast, majestic imperial might surged into the sky, surrounded by numerous true dragons, distorting even the void above the palace as if some existence were stepping out from within it.

As that imperial might swept across, millions of people felt their legs go weak and collapsed to their knees with a thud!

He Jing stood at the position closest to the eye of the storm, swallowing nervously...

The next moment,

a figure in imperial robes walked slowly past him.

The imperial robes, interwoven with gold and black, billowed in the gale. A white-haired figure held a sword in his right hand, a golden imperial seal hanging from his waist, strolling across the void as if walking in a leisurely garden.

He Jing could not see the man's face, but this back alone was enough to shatter his spirit.

He also collapsed to his knees, kowtowing respectfully to the imperial shadow:

"He Jing..."

"Respectfully welcomes Your Majesty out of the palace."

The imperial shadow did not turn back to look at him, whether because he hadn't heard or because those calm eyes were clearly reflecting only the direction of the Gray Realm.

The figure in imperial robes parted his lips...

A voice mixed with boundless imperial might echoed across the entire domain:

"The Gray Calamity has plagued the people for over three hundred years."

"In today's prosperous age, disasters must retreat. By the will of all the people, Chengtian..."

"Today, I lead the expedition in person..."

"To cleanse the mountains and rivers with my sword."

With every word the imperial shadow uttered, the vast imperial might seemed to resonate with heaven and earth, sending golden ripples sweeping across the firmament, making one's soul tremble.

At this moment, the hearts of the millions kneeling on the ground seemed to be guided by his words; their eyes lit up, and surging power of will flowed toward the sky like an invisible tide!

"Cleanse the mountains and rivers with the sword!!"

"Cleanse the mountains and rivers with the sword!!!"

“……”

In the ethereal realm, that power of will continuously condensed upon the golden imperial seal at the imperial shadow's waist, and a faint halo silently dispersed. Ying Fu lowered his gaze to look at the seal's reaction, appearing quite satisfied.

The next second, his figure traversed the void directly, arriving at the edge of the Chengtian Domain...

And then,

he took a step forward.

The moment Ying Fu stepped into the Gray Realm, his vast imperial might spanned three thousand miles.

In the Forbidden Sea, closest to the Chengtian Domain, the seawater suddenly stagnated. The many disasters lurking beneath the surface seemed to sense something and began to churn chaotically.

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

The imperial shadow, holding his sword in one hand and the seal at his waist, walked alone from the Chengtian Domain, his eyes burning like the scorching sun.

"Let's..."

"start by using you to consecrate my sword."