I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 724 How can you face the people of the world! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
Li Chen's spirits lifted: "Where?"

Bi Chen Tianzun affirmed, "It's located deep within the 'Misty Imperial Mausoleum,' a hundred miles west of the city! It's a forbidden area where all the Great Luo Emperors of the past rest in peace. It's extremely vast, heavily fortified, and its formations are ancient and powerful. Ordinary people simply cannot penetrate it. It's indeed an excellent place to hide and establish secret outposts."

"The imperial mausoleum restricted area? They certainly know how to pick a location." A cold glint flashed in Li Chen's eyes. Without further hesitation, he ordered, "Gather everyone and proceed according to plan!"

As night deepened, several shadows, seemingly blending into the darkness, silently departed the Holy Palace and sped towards the royal mausoleum shrouded in mist and legend in the west of the city.

A deadly trap targeting Romanov and Ivan is rapidly closing in.

Meanwhile, the two of them were oblivious to their own smugness.

Upon hearing Romanov recount how he had "forcefully" set a trap for the shaman at the banquet, Ivan burst into laughter, as if the frustration of his previous failed scheme and loss of both wife and army had long since vanished.

He even started boasting: "I knew it! Your plan last time must have been far-sighted and had follow-up measures! Let that witch ancestor taste some sweetness first, so that he would lower his guard and willingly walk into the trap we set! Brilliant, truly brilliant!"

Seeing his grandson so "cleverly" find a perfect explanation for his previous mistake, Romanov felt proud and stroked his beard, nodding in satisfaction.

He adopted an air of complete confidence: "That's natural. That's the way of playing chess. Before a game truly reaches a dead end, any move can hold a hidden secret. What seems like a trivial move, or even a bad move, can be transformed into a brilliant move that lays the foundation for victory if used properly at a crucial moment! You still need to experience the intricacies of this further."

Just as the old man and the young man were immersed in their self-constructed fantasy of victory, boasting to each other and believing that they had the "Witch Ancestor" under their thumb, a strange change suddenly occurred!

Under the deep night sky, in this special space deep within the imperial mausoleum, the barrier that Romanov had personally set up and was confidently made incredibly sturdy suddenly emitted an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible fluctuation.

Despite the newcomer's superb skills and near-silent actions, Romanov, as the ruler of this space and with his cultivation at a transcendent level, still managed to detect the slight discord in an instant!
The smug look on his face froze instantly, transforming into extreme vigilance and rage.

Although this is an imperial mausoleum, Romanov has long since transformed it into an independent paradise with his immense supernatural powers. It is full of vital energy and filled with various hidden restrictions and formations.

He never expected that someone could find this place so quickly and forcefully break through the barrier to enter!

"Hmph! Who dares to sneak into my grotto-heaven?!" Romanov roared, his voice like thunder, echoing throughout the entire grotto-heaven.

His aura suddenly erupted, like an ancient beast awakening from its slumber. A terrifying pressure instantly spread out, causing the flowers, plants, and rockeries in the courtyard to creak and groan.

With a swift movement, he appeared like a ghost in the center of the courtyard outside the house. His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the void. His voice was icy cold, filled with undeniable killing intent: "You cowardly coward, why don't you get out here now! Show yourself, and I might grant you a whole corpse!"

Before he finished speaking, the space not far in front of him distorted, and two figures appeared rather "casually," seemingly unaffected by his imposing aura.

One of them, Master Wanfeng, who was holding a folding fan, glanced at his companion, Master Qingxu, and said with a hint of complaint, "See? I told you your 'silent infiltration technique' wasn't up to par. You were detected as soon as you came in. You should have used my method, using an array to break the array. Although it would have been more noisy, it would have guaranteed that he wouldn't have been able to react."

Upon hearing this, Master Qingxu rolled his eyes at True Person Wanfeng and retorted, "Bullshit! Old man Wanfeng, if you hadn't been causing trouble and interfering with my spellcasting, this old codger wouldn't have been able to find anything! Besides, this level of cave-heaven barrier is complex in structure and heavily defended. Who else in the world, besides me, Qingxu, could break through it so quickly without causing a large-scale collapse? If you're so capable, you do it!"

The two started arguing back and forth, completely ignoring Romanov, whose murderous aura was almost tangible, as if he were just an insignificant background figure.

Romanov had never suffered such humiliation, especially in his own backyard!
He was so angry that his hair stood on end, and he laughed in his fury: "Good! Good! Good! Two ignorant barbarians from foreign tribes dare to trespass on the forbidden grounds of my Great Luo Imperial Mausoleum and even dare to spout nonsense here! Today, I will use your heads to offer sacrifices to our ancestors, so that the world will know what the fate is for those who offend my Great Luo and desecrate the Imperial Mausoleum!"

His words were filled with the unique majesty and domineering presence of royalty.

Just then, another rough voice rang out, filled with disdain: "Hey, old man, don't be so sure of yourself. What do you mean by 'foreigners'? Once our Emperor Tian Ce conquers this place, and the four seas are united under one rule, and all people are bathed in the king's grace, won't we all become one of our own?"

The burly Helan Xuan, carrying a giant axe, strode out and stood beside Master Wanfeng.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Azure Heavenly Venerable also quietly appeared. He solemnly sensed Romanov's powerful aura and solemnly reminded him: "Everyone, this old fellow's strength is indeed formidable, having reached the peak of the Saint Realm. Everyone must not be careless and must join forces to fight him."

At the same time, Ivan, who had heard the commotion, led dozens of royal experts out of the inner palace.

These experts were all extraordinary, powerful figures in their own right, capable of intimidating any region. However, at this moment, facing several Saint Realm experts, their aura was clearly suppressed, making them seem somewhat inadequate.

Ivan looked nervously at Romanov: "Ancestor, these people..."

Romanov arrogantly waved his hand, interrupting him, and said confidently, "What's the panic! If we were outside, killing them might take some effort. But here, in this grotto I've cultivated for decades, they've walked right into my trap!"

With a thought, the entire small world of his cave began to rumble faintly, and countless hidden restrictive lights began to appear and disappear, clearly indicating that he could mobilize the power accumulated here at any time and take full advantage of the terrain.

Judging from his aura alone, he was indeed a level stronger than the four saints who had already appeared on the other side.

However, just as Romanov felt victory was assured, a calm yet supremely authoritative voice slowly rang out: "Oh? Is that so?"

As the words were spoken, a figure appeared out of thin air in the courtyard, accompanied by a stunningly beautiful woman.

The person at the front was none other than the "Witch Ancestor," dressed in the robes of the Witch Ancestor and whose face was shrouded in a halo!
Romanov's pupils constricted, his face contorted with disbelief, and he roared in a mixture of shock and rage, "The Ancestor of the Witches?! How could it be you?!"

His gaze instantly turned fierce, filled with the rage of betrayal and a chilling killing intent. Seeing all this, he instantly 'understood' something and angrily rebuked the Witch Ancestor: "How dare you collude with foreign tribes and invite wolves into the house?! As the guardian deity of the empire and the teacher of the new emperor, such behavior is simply disloyal and unjust, a disgrace to the ancestors of the Great Luo, and a disgrace to all living beings!"

(End of this chapter)