Chapter 1823: Today, It Is Avenged

Chengtian Imperial Palace.

Eunuch Zuo stood under the eaves, looking at the dim sky with its drizzling rain, worry appearing in his eyes.

"His Majesty has been in the Gray Realm for three days... I wonder how the situation is, and if His Majesty is safe?" Eunuch Zuo sighed deeply.

He Jing was silent for a moment. "His Majesty hasn't returned for three days, and those people inside and outside the palace are starting to stir again."

"These idiots... they're probably hoping His Majesty dies in the Gray Realm," Eunuch Zuo snorted coldly. "It would be best if he perished together with those world-enders, so they could finally rest easy."

He Jing pondered for a moment:

"Does Eunuch Zuo think His Majesty can still return?"

"His Majesty is the true Son of Heaven, blessed with great fortune; naturally, he will overcome danger and return in triumph," Eunuch Zuo replied as a matter of course.

He Jing nodded slightly and said no more.

The two fell into silence under the eaves.

"I heard a new Deputy Chief has arrived at the Egret Division recently?" He Jing asked suddenly.

"That's right, a young man, appointed directly by His Majesty," Eunuch Zuo nodded. "Although the boy doesn't have much seniority, he is extremely intelligent, and having been raised by Marquis Wei since he was young, he has a strong sense of responsibility."

"Truly a promising youth."

He Jing's gray hair fluttered gently in the breeze. He watched the water droplets falling from the eaves, wondering what he was thinking.

"Eunuch Zuo!"

A young man ran over from afar through the rain.

Seeing him, Eunuch Zuo was stunned, then smiled: "Speak of the devil, and he shall appear."

He Jing also looked in that direction.

Jing Si was seen holding a thick stack of documents, rushing under the eaves. Water droplets slid from his wet hair, and he was panting heavily.

"Young Master Jing Si... no, it should be Lord Jing now," Eunuch Zuo smiled. "What is so urgent?"

Jing Si looked up and was slightly stunned to see He Jing nearby, appearing a bit nervous, but he answered truthfully:

"I have been organizing the intelligence network of the Chengtian Domain for the past few days... but I always feel that several intelligence threads are not quite right. I used the Divination Path to calculate them one by one, but I couldn't figure them out, as if... someone was secretly blocking my deduction."

"So, I want to request an audience with His Majesty to report this situation... I am worried that our intelligence network has been infiltrated."

Eunuch Zuo's eyebrows raised slightly, and his gaze toward Jing Si seemed a bit surprised.

"What about Duke Xing? Didn't you tell him?"

"I did... he said not to bother him with such trivial matters," Jing Si smiled helplessly.

Eunuch Zuo: ...

"Lord Jing, you don't need to tell me these things... just wait until you see His Majesty and explain it to him in detail," Eunuch Zuo paused for a moment. "However, His Majesty hasn't returned yet, so you might have to wait..."

Just as Jing Si was about to say something, a dull bell sound echoed over the Imperial Palace.

Clang—!!!

Before Jing Si could react to what had happened, Eunuch Zuo and He Jing both turned their heads toward a certain direction.

"His Majesty has returned!" Eunuch Zuo said with pleasant surprise.

The three of them immediately rushed toward the edge of the Chengtian Domain.

It wasn't just the three of them; a large number of figures flew out from within and around the palace. These were no small-time characters; Jing Si could feel a terrifying pressure from them.

He even saw his own cheap boss, Duke Xing.

Duke Xing, who usually didn't care about the world outside, had actually come to join the fun? Jing Si thought to himself while looking at the other figures radiating demigod pressure.

Jing Si looked at those faces, matching them one by one with the names in the secret records in his heart.

"Li..." Duke Xing's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the person coming beside him, and he subconsciously started to say something, but a moment later, he changed his address, "Duke Yao, you have come too?"

Duke Yao smiled slightly, "His Majesty is crusading in person, occupying the Gray Realm alone; he must be covered in wounds... Naturally, I must come to support him."

"You have worked hard."

In front of Duke Yao, Duke Xing swept away his usual casual laziness and appeared somewhat restrained.

Jing Si saw this scene and was surprised for a moment before suddenly realizing... It was true, Duke Yao's previous life was that...

The two belonged to the same dynasty in their previous lives, but for Duke Xing, he had probably read Duke Yao's works in his youth, so it was normal for him to have admiration.

Besides these two dukes, two or three other dukes arrived at the edge of the domain one after another. Jing Si's gaze fell on one of them, and doubt flashed in his heart.

That was a man wearing coarse cloth clothes. Unlike the powerful aura of the other dukes, his presence was not high, as if he were just a village farmer, but the aura radiating from him, however faint, represented his demigod rank.

This is the demigod of the Chess Path, Duke Han, right...

The dukes who had been resurrected were all famous figures in history, but only this Duke Han had left no trace in the history books.

But thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable. History books were just a one-sided record of an era, focusing only on the political system centered on imperial power. And most paths of the Chess Path were labeled as "heterodox" in different eras, so naturally, they wouldn't be highlighted in history books.

I wonder where His Majesty found this Duke Han?

Hum—

A gale mixed with a fishy stench flew in from the end of the desolate Gray Realm, blowing the clothes of everyone at the edge of the domain.

Jing Si frowned, suppressing his instinct to vomit, and looked in the direction the gale came from...

On the desolate earth, space was torn open like paper, and a figure appeared out of thin air. At this moment, the pupils of all the figures who had come to the edge of the domain to welcome him suddenly contracted.

It was a broken figure draped in blood-stained imperial robes.

Hideous lacerations ran through his body, his entire left arm was gone, and his right leg looked as if it had been gnawed by some beast, revealing ghastly white bones...

Blood flowed down from the hem of his clothes. Even so, the back of the imperial robe remained straight. He held his sword tightly in one hand, and those weary golden eyes radiated a heart-stopping pressure, like an emperor walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his broken body seeming to prop up heaven and earth.

The moment he saw that heavily wounded, dying figure, Jing Si's heart skipped a beat!

He... is the Chengtian Emperor?

Can he still be alive after such heavy injuries? Can he still walk back from the Gray Realm by himself??

Before Jing Si could recover, Duke Yao's figure was about to fly out from the domain, but as the imperial shadow shook his head slightly at him, Duke Yao's figure stopped in mid-air...

Ying Fu's figure walked step by step across the sky of the Chengtian Domain. The blood-stained imperial robe was like a red cloud covering the firmament, causing countless people in the city to look up.

The next moment,

a voice mixed with vast imperial might echoed in every corner of the Chengtian Domain.

"The Forbidden Calamity, Turbid Calamity, Breath Calamity, and Delusion Calamity have been executed... Four of the six great world-enders are dead, and the general trend of the Gray Realm is gone."

"The blood feud of the common people for three hundred years..."

"Today, it is avenged."