Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

On the streets of the imperial capital, the magicians' discussions continued. Some looked worried, constantly speculating on the reason why the palace guards were dispatched; others looked excited, looking forward to witnessing a major event. The shop assistants in the street shops also stopped their work, poked their heads out, and looked up at the sky, trying to catch more clues.

Zhou Xian and his party had quietly arrived outside the palace on griffins. Following the order from the leading knight, the griffins slowly flapped their huge wings and landed steadily on the square in front of the palace.

Zhou Xian rolled down from the griffin's back and looked up at the magnificent palace in front of him. The walls of the palace were made of huge bluestones, with exquisite magic runes carved on them. Under the sunlight, they flickered with mysterious light. The towering towers reached straight into the sky, and the magic crystals on the top emitted a soft blue light, as if silently announcing the majesty of the imperial power.

Zhou Xian calmly tidied his clothes, and walked side by side with Zoe, led by the knight, towards the tall palace gate. With every step he took, he could feel the eyes cast from all around him, the vigilant gazes of the palace guards.

The moment he stepped into the palace, Zhou Xian felt as if he was in a mysterious and splendid magic palace. The sunlight poured down, shining on the simple and heavy bricks and stones, creating a dreamy halo. Looking closely, every brick and tile was engraved with mysterious and complex magic patterns, like mysterious characters from the depths of time. They crisscrossed and connected with each other, weaving together into a huge magic circle, tightly covering the entire palace.

Zhou Xian suppressed the shock in his heart, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully touched and sensed with his mental power.

Instantly, a powerful and fierce force surged over him, causing his breathing to stagnate and his heart to beat violently uncontrollably, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand. This was no ordinary magic circle. The energy it concealed was enough to pose a fatal threat to the Saint Domain powerhouses who stood at the top of the continent.

Looking at the entire Yulan Empire, the only one who could set up such a shocking magic circle was probably the legendary high priest, a god-level strongman. Thinking of this, Zhou Xian opened his eyes again, looking at the seemingly peaceful but murderous palace in front of him, Zhou Xian's heart tightened, he hated the feeling of not being in control.

"A god-level powerhouse?" Zhou Xian murmured in a low voice, his eyes narrowed unconsciously. At that moment, a complex and indistinguishable look flashed in his eyes, including shock, awe, and a desire for ultimate power.

Before this, the god-level strongmen were nothing more than a few records in books to him. Although the power constructed by those words made people yearn for it, it always seemed to be separated by a hazy veil and could not be seen clearly.

But now, witnessing with his own eyes this terrifying magic circle created by a god-level powerful being, he could truly feel the tip of the iceberg of god-level power.

Just the slight energy fluctuations emitted by the magic circle made him feel how small and insignificant he was. The overwhelming sense of oppression was like a towering mountain pressing down on him, making him almost suffocate. This personal experience was far more shocking than any description in words, and it also gave him a more unforgettable and deep-rooted understanding of the power of the god-level strong.

Zhou Xian took a slow, deep breath. The cool breath went down his throat and into his lungs, gradually calming his complicated emotions.

His eyes became firm again, and he stepped into the majestic hall. Everything around him, with its carved beams and painted buildings, was extremely luxurious, but it could no longer attract his gaze.

Although the power of the god-level strongman shocked him, the fire in his heart burned even more vigorously. "God-level?" He muttered in his heart again, with a confident and flamboyant arc at the corner of his lips.

Ten years is just a fleeting moment in the long years, but he has enough confidence that within ten years, he will be able to break through this shackle and become a god-level existence that the world looks up to. After calming down, Zhou Xian stepped into the hall, which was spacious and bright, and the luxurious decorations shone brightly under the sunlight.

However, the scene that greeted him was far beyond his expectations. In the huge hall, only the emperor of the Yulan Empire was sitting alone on the high throne.

The ruler of the Magnolia Empire is already in his twilight years, with traces of time on his face. Zhou Xian originally thought that the emperor who could rule such a magical country must be an extraordinary magician, but the emperor in front of him was just an ordinary person, without a trace of magic.

Zhou Xian was slightly stunned, and his steps unconsciously stopped, staring at the emperor on the throne with surprise in his eyes. You know, in this country where magic is prevalent, it is incredible for him to sit on the throne without strong magic power as support.

Zhou Xian was startled for a moment, frowned slightly, and his brain was working rapidly. But in a flash, he nodded slightly, and the surprise in his heart dissipated like smoke.

Yes, on the surface, the emperor of Yulan Empire sits in the court, holding the power of life and death, and commands all directions. But everyone in the Yulan Empire knows that the one who can really influence the decision-making of the Yulan Empire is the high priest of the Temple of Life.

As a god-level powerful being, the high priest can change the situation of the continent with just a stomp of his foot. His power and prestige are enough to shock the government and the people inside and outside.

Although the emperor was on the throne and ruled over all the people, under the light of the high priest, he was just a symbol of the empire. The one who truly dominated the direction of the Yulan Empire and determined the fate of countless lives was the high priest who lived in seclusion but controlled everything.

After figuring this out, Zhou Xian's mind suddenly became clear, and his expression returned to calm. He looked calmly at the emperor in front of him, trying to see what the apparent ruler of the Magnolia Empire wanted to see him about.

"You are Aatrox, right?" The emperor sat on the luxurious throne, staring at the young man in front of him with a look of amazement on his face.
"I have lived in the palace for a long time, and I have often heard about your deeds. Today I get to see your true appearance, and it is indeed extraordinary!" He leaned forward slightly, his eyes revealing undisguised admiration and curiosity.

Being able to kill a powerful Saint Realm warrior at the age of ten, this astonishing feat has already transcended the realm of genius and can be called a myth!
The emperor recalled that when he first heard the news, he was full of doubts, thinking it was just an exaggerated rumor. If the news had not come from the Temple of Life, he would never have believed that there was such a terrifying monster in the world.

Zhou Xian looked calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and responded calmly: "It's just a little bit of empty reputation, which is nothing but a passing cloud to me. Your Majesty, why did you come to me this time?"

Although the person in front of him was the king of a country, Zhou Xian was calm. In this world where the strong prey on the weak and strength is supreme, with his current strength, he has enough confidence to look the emperor in the face. He raised his head slightly, his eyes were firm, and he exuded a sense of confidence and calmness.

(End of this chapter)