Him and their stars.

Chapter 2067 The Disappearance of Emperor Elither

Master has already entered the Empire, and Master's wife—no, Master's uncle—should be with him as well. Yu Lian, of course, knew this. He also knew that Consort Mei's medical clinic in Huaxu was now only staffed by a few apprentices.

Natalia and Hinata had originally planned to be their master's golden couple, sword-bearers, but he abandoned them. So, the two were forced to operate on the Femo border, even making contact with the Independence. Yu Lian, of course, knew this as well.

In short, given the abilities of the elderly couple, as long as they don't sabotage each other, crossing the border silently and avoiding the conventionally impenetrable barriers and inescapable traps is as easy as drinking water.

However, the closer one gets to the capital, the more experts there are, and the more entangled the causal relationships of spiritual energy become, making it even easier to expose oneself.

But if that were the case, so what? In the current Galactic Empire, besides the Emperor himself, who can truly stop Master?
Even with the power and population of the Galactic Empire, there is only one Emperor Elithel who stands on the side of truth.

Even with the martial spirit and mystical reserves of the military nobles of Tirelo, it's impossible for them to spare a double-digit number of demigods to serve as cannon fodder.

Fifty years ago, he was able to unleash a sword that could travel nine thousand light-years with the power of a demigod. Now that he has taken his place on the side of truth, what will become of him?
He will eventually reach the heavens and give the world a shocking experience from Earth.

Yu Lian never doubted this. This was also one of the reasons why he accelerated his journey to the Heavenly Realm. Since it was agreed that the Emperor was his master's prey, he should create such conditions for him.

However, he never expected that the next message he received would come from the snake.

However, it is precisely at times like these that we need to remain calm, think, and make sound judgments.

Yu Lian's expression remained unchanged; he merely gave the Lawbreaker a meaningful look. He clearly saw that beneath the other's humble smile lay composure and confidence.

This confidence certainly did not originate from the Fafullong man himself.

Yu Lian seemed to understand something, turned his head and glanced at "Ms. Now," his eyes filled with a complex expression.

Although the woman knew she had been offended, she could only manage a wry smile: "There's no point in you looking at me like that. This is the first time I've heard this news... You don't need to look at me with such disdain. Although I am the Lord of Time, I have long since lost my principles. As for the 'Lawbreaker,' he is the true representative of the future Duke."

"Your immortality comes from this set of spiritual and divine cultivation?" Yu Lian asked again.

"There were some coincidences involved, but more importantly, it was the power bestowed by the 'Future Duke.' However, Your Excellency, how could I possibly call myself immortal?"

"So, who exactly is the future Duke?" Yu Lian stared directly at the body formed by the other party's spirit and asked again.

A surge of intense emotion welled up within him. With his growing power and authority, he hadn't felt this way in a long time.
When I got to that feeling, I actually felt a little excited for a moment.

For the first time in both my lives, I have come so close to one of the ultimate mysteries of this historical era. Even knowing that I will not get the answer I want, my heart is still pounding with excitement.

The phantom of the Fafullongian bowed slightly, its spirit trembling slightly. Its voice, though completely flat, revealed a sincere admiration and longing, even an undisguised tremor: "He is our leader, our savior, the observer of time. To prevent the world from being destroyed, to maintain the order of the universe, His name can be uttered by angels and demons alike. His name is recorded behind the pages of history... Ah!"

Yu Lian raised his hand and threw a hook punch, slamming it into the dragonman's stomach. The dragonman, who was still in his spirit form, stiffened as if he had been electrocuted, and then let out an uncontrollable cry of surprise.

The woman watching the spectacle gasped in surprise as she witnessed the spirits that constituted the dragon-man tremble. Even the pair of horns atop its triangular head, which should have been majestic and imposing, gradually dimmed as they trembled.

In an instant, the translucent "spirit" seemed to lose several shades of color.

The dragonman's devout chanting was interrupted, and naturally, he glared at Yu Lian with resentment. However, after the initial fear subsided, he immediately realized something, looking at his faded self in disbelief, then looking up at Yu Lian in surprise, a hint of joy gradually appearing in his complex tone: "You annihilated me?"

What's with this masochistic tone you're using?
Yu Lian felt a chill run down his spine. Looking at the dragon-human spirit body, which had regained its original color, he said regretfully, "No. It was just an experiment. You see, you've recovered, haven't you?"

He then raised his finger: "I tried to use my finger to condense the power of the Imaginary Dragon's breath, let's call it a higher level of enchantment. If the system is mature, we can call it 'Overlord' for now."

The dragon-man looked on with admiration: "The capable are capable of anything. If it were someone as dull as me, I would never have such imagination."

Yu Lian calmly replied, "As you've seen, it has some effect, but it's not effective enough. Now, let's get down to business!"

"This is the important matter. My piety and reverence for my lord are natural and spontaneous. I just wanted to share my sincere feelings... Uh, sorry, I have indeed spoken too much." Seeing that Yu Lian had already put his hands together in the gesture of the Thousand Years of Kill, the Faful Dragonman quickly apologized.

He then patiently explained, “However, what I have come into contact with is never the true form of my Lord, but only His true will, His proverbs, His voice, and His guidance. These will always come here. I am merely a clumsy executor.”

I knew it.

Yu Lian rolled her eyes, then couldn't help but glance at Ms. "Now" again.

The woman shrank back slightly and carefully explained, “His will may descend upon any of us. Not just me and the past, but also all the members of the Thirteen Faces, and even some of the destined Executors.”

"Heh, nothing but mysticism again. How utterly unspirited." Yu Lian finally couldn't help but let out a cold laugh: "Don't you think this is just like a cult?"

"Ah, well, our Ring Serpent has been called a cult more than once."

Wow, this woman's getting smug. Someone who thinks they're superior because they're part of a cult is truly hopeless.

"Moreover, to be fair, even if the will of the Future God descended, He never forcibly interfered with our actions, nor did He ever command us to do anything we didn't want to do. He almost always provided information and general guidance, and everything was done through discussion. The Future God has always been an approachable mentor, and everyone respects Him," the woman added.

What an approachable person!

"Oh, that includes you helping the raiders, participating in the war of judgment, digging up graves in my New Jade Gate, and hunting down Shirley? Poor Shirley."

Who is Shirley? Just from her name, she doesn't sound like a protagonist at all. She's like an ordinary, harmless girl next door. Even if we're bored, we wouldn't go so far as to persecute a girl like that, would we?

Although the lady had some doubts, she didn't say anything more, but said with shame, "Personally, I think this is actually the result of the evil of the oligarchy in the back room, but that's in the past. With the fall of the snake den, we have cleansed the poison of the oligarchy and can now move forward with a lighter burden and look to the future. Although the future god has never appeared, He is not a bad person, and He has no ill intentions towards you."

The Lawbreaker said, "He is filled with great love for the future of our world; it is we foolish mortals who have acted incorrectly!"

These words sounded familiar, and Yu Lian felt a sense of warmth towards them, so she really wanted to forgive them.

Okay, although that "future prince" is a mystic, he only fishes and doesn't control anything. Even if he's a villain, he's a villain with some style, so he's still redeemable, right?

Yu Lian hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and then said, "Then, let's talk about the Emperor. You just said that he has been severely injured. Is this intelligence from the future Duke?"

The Lawbreaker lowered his head slightly, seemingly showing a momentary flicker of emotion: "It's a message from the Celestial Realm, from a reliable ally of our organization."

Yu Lian, his face expressionless and devoid of emotion, stared at the other person with his hands in his pockets. The atmosphere instantly became dangerous and tense. Just as the Lawbreaker braced himself for another beating, and before the lady could even cover herself with the curtain, Yu Lian spoke again: "Red King?"

This time, the lawbreaker remained silent for a full four or five seconds before exclaiming with deep admiration, "So wise! So insightful!"

He didn't show even the slightest bit of doubt or worry.

Yu Lian rolled his eyes and asked again, "But you just said allies?"

“Yes, he has left the organization,” the woman explained. “As I explained to you, the leader of a real political organization or faction should not remain in the organization. If the Serpent of the World has any laws, this is the most important one.”

Leaders of political organizations and factions? Yu Lian seemed to understand something, and almost grinned, but in the end he held back, his expression turning melancholy.

"The Red King's business is thriving!" Yu Lian exclaimed.

“He was a very unusual elector, and a rare progressive in the Dawn Royal Family,” the lady added cautiously, adding a fair assessment.

That's certainly fair. Putting aside his character, the Red King was, after all, an excellent scientist.

Yu Lian has a biased view of scientists, believing that they are all very progressive.

So, he's now the leader of a "political entity and faction"? In the Galactic Empire, what kind of person can be called that?

The King of Velent in the previous timeline did not accomplish such feats.

Yu Lian suddenly felt that the person in question should kowtow to him, and he immediately found the current timeline incredibly interesting. However, precisely because of this, he couldn't suppress the sadness on his face: "I just feel a little sorry for Pudding."

The woman lowered her head, trying to pretend she hadn't heard anything.

The dragon then told Yu Lian that Emperor Elisel had not appeared in public for more than a month and had not attended a single Privy Council meeting, which naturally aroused some speculation.

Since the Seventh Galactic War, His Majesty the Emperor has gradually relinquished most of the governing power to the Privy Council and the Prime Minister's Office, displaying a "sage ruler's demeanor" of governing by doing nothing. He also devotes most of his energy to comprehending the Dao of Heaven and Man, spending at least seven or eight months of the year in seclusion.

However, this is the situation during "peacetime".

After the outbreak of war, although His Majesty the Emperor did not interfere with the command of the Privy Council and the Grand Marshal's Office, he gradually appeared more often, frequently visiting places such as the Senate and the Invalides. He truly did not need to speak; his mere presence, almost divine, was enough to become the source of morale for the entire empire.

Especially after the unsuccessful attempt to persuade him to surrender, which was broadcast live across the entire universe as a "bloody disaster," the emperor began to appear in public more and more frequently, probably to show everyone that he would definitely live into the next century.

He even attended the ceremony for the construction of the new Titan, holding his youngest direct blood relative, a four-year-old princess, and helped her pour the Holy Lord's Red Wine on the bow of the ship.

The Imperial Guards cheered. They all believed that a Titan blessed by His Majesty the Emperor would surely not sink.

This approach was certainly very effective. The general public believed that under the emperor's majestic power, the dragon's vicious curse would be nothing more than the barking of a defeated dog, and would ultimately become a clown in history.

However, once the year 835 arrived, and the emperor had not attended Privy Council meetings or appeared in the Senate for a considerable period of time, all the information from the past would become obscured.

Counting the time, the last time the emperor appeared was after Yu Lian broke through the Twilight Gate and entered the Dragon's Nest.

This makes one's imagination run wild.

Of course, the Empire had blocked the news of the Yu Lian fleet entering the Dragon's Nest. However, such a major event could not be kept completely secret, and rumors would inevitably reach the Heavenly Realm.

As is well known, rumors are a breeding ground for conspiracy theories and a source of unrest. Even if these rumors only circulate among well-informed upper-class individuals, they are enough to instigate social unrest.

At this point, the memories of the "bloody calamity" that had once been dead all returned.

"The unrest in the heart of the empire is, in a way, a result of this," the Lawbreaker said.

“The workers in Tolistan have revolted,” Yu Lianpan calculated.

The snake heads nodded.

"One faction of senators proposed a ceasefire and withdrawal of troops."

The snake heads nodded in agreement.

"I also heard that students from Wisdom Palace University and Shire Memorial University are planning to organize a march."

The snake heads continued to nod.

"You were the ones who stirred this up behind the scenes, weren't you?"

The woman shook her head, while the lawbreaker nodded. They then exchanged a glance, and now the woman began to nod, while the lawbreaker began to shake her head.

You two really have no chemistry. Why don't you try communicating verbally first?

"We are simply taking advantage of the situation. Your presence has made more and more people in the Empire doubt the war, which has given us room to maneuver," the woman said.

“Even the Galactic Empire, even the Tyrellians, can lose patience and fighting spirit in a protracted and devastating war,” the Lawbreaker said.

Yu Lian said that he never expected that, with the International Students Association being banned and the intelligence agencies left behind by the Pioneer Party and the Community having to operate cautiously, the ones filling these gaps would be snakes!
Of course, the root of all of the above lies in the disappearance of Emperor Elithel.

"My mentor has made a move?"

The two finally nodded in unison.

"How is he now?" Yu Lian finally asked the question that concerned him the most.

The woman remained silent, while the one who broke the law said, "At least, according to the message from the future Duke, Master Lan is still alive."