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Huo Yun didn't get up; he remained kneeling, his tone growing increasingly earnest, yet carrying an undeniable resolve:

"Without Your Majesty, I would never have been able to take this step. From this day forward, Your Majesty's will is the target of Huo Yun's sword; Your Majesty's worries are the concern of Huo Yun's heart. I will obey any command, even at the cost of my life!"

After speaking, he kowtowed again with great force.

Gu Yan looked at him for a long time before saying, "Since that's the case, Minister Huo will be my chief retainer from now on. Rise, Chief Retainer."

Gu Yan stood up and walked outside.

Huo Yun then stood up, gazing at the figure before him, a feeling he had never experienced before welling up within him. Every word he had just spoken came from the bottom of his heart. He did not feel any different in front of His Majesty because of his improved cultivation level; on the contrary, he felt that His Majesty was even more mysterious, powerful, and unfathomable.

Whether it stemmed from admiration for strength, gratitude, or something else, Huo Yun knew that for the rest of his life, his eyes would only ever see that figure ahead of him.

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Time flies, and soon it was time for the Battle of Shenwu Terrace between the Yue and Song dynasties.

The Divine Martial Platform is located within the territory of the Fuyou Empire. It is a massive battle platform suspended in the void, entirely white, and inscribed with numerous ancient and profound runes that form layers of powerful formations. Surrounding this platform are floating stands, which are now filled with monarchs and powerful figures from various countries of Qizhou.

The empress has not yet appeared, but the rulers of both Yue and Song have already arrived.

All eyes were frequently drawn to the new king of Yue.

The mysterious new King of Yue sat in the stands wearing a ferocious mask. He wore a magnificent black robe and his black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Although his true face could not be seen, he possessed a captivating magic that affected each person differently, but no one could ignore it.

Beside this mysterious King of Yue is Huo Yun, a newly promoted early-stage Spirit Emperor Realm expert of Yue, formerly the Grand Commander of the Yue Kingdom's Imperial Guard, and now the Grand Elder of Yue Kingdom.

Huo Yun's promotion shocked everyone. This brought the heat of the battle between Yue and Song at the Divine Martial Arena to its peak. Before the decisive battle even began, Yue suddenly had an additional Spirit Emperor Realm expert. Was this a coincidence? Or was there some powerful force secretly pulling the strings behind the scenes for Yue?

"Who do you think will represent Vietnam this time?"

People in the stands were talking about it.

"It should still be the King of Yue, right? Huo Yun has only just been promoted, how could he possibly defeat Duan, the Grand Elder?"

I think so too.

"That's not necessarily true. If the King of Yue loses, he'll never be able to hold his head high in front of the Song Dynasty again. If Grand Master Huo loses, he can at least salvage some face. The Empress clearly supports the Song Dynasty, so the King of Yue has no chance of winning. Why invite humiliation upon himself?"

"What you said makes some sense."

Gu Yan stood with his arms crossed over his chest, eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to the stares and whispers around him. To his left sat Huo Yun, to his right was Prime Minister Gao Changqing, and beside him stood Eunuch Su Sheng, with Yue Kingdom guards and others behind him.

Huo Yun and Gao Changqing kept exchanging glances. Gu Yan remained calm, but the two of them couldn't stay calm. They had become uneasy upon arriving at the Divine Martial Platform and discovering that Duan Qi's strength was already at the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

Duan Qi was severely injured by Gu Lan thirty years ago, but now his strength has not only not weakened but is even stronger than before. If you say that this is not due to the help of Empress Fuyao, they would never believe it.

Opposite Gu Yan's section of the stands were the people of Song, and the young King of Song had been staring at Gu Yan the whole time. He had tried to greet her in a friendly manner, but Gu Yan ignored him, which greatly angered the King of Song.

What an rude fellow!!

Duan Qi remained calm, occasionally glancing at Gu Yan across from him, but quickly averting his gaze. Clearly, he too was affected by Gu Yan's innate allure and dared not linger his gaze on her for long.

The King of Song kept staring at Gu Yan, and he was already affected, but he didn't realize it. He only thought he was angry because he was ignored, and angry because the other party was rude, but he didn't know there was a deeper reason.

When news of Gu Lan's death arrived, he was already curious about what kind of person Li He was. Later, when he received Li He's reply, although he was furious because of the sentence "Come and take it if you dare," he became even more curious about this arrogant guy. His handwriting was really quite good.

Today, he finally met the other person at the Divine Martial Platform. Even though he couldn't see the other person's face, he felt that the other person's figure was elegant, mysterious, and noble. He maintained the etiquette of a king and greeted the other person, but was ignored, which made him extremely angry.

The King of Song was in a very bad mood.

hateful!!

Today we must make sure Li He's reputation is completely ruined.

"Teacher, give him a good beating later," Song Wang said to Duan Qi.

Duan Qi glanced at the King of Song and asked, "Who are you referring to?"

Judging from the current situation, it is unlikely that Li He, the King of Yue, will participate.

King Song understood the implication. He gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever it is, today we will make Yue pay the price and avenge our humiliation!!"

As soon as King Song finished speaking, they heard music coming from afar, followed by the sound of drums. Everyone looked towards the horizon, where golden light shimmered, and squads of guards in golden armor appeared like celestial soldiers. Each guard possessed a powerful aura, and when these auras overlapped, everyone felt a chilling sense of impending doom, as if they were a small boat on a raging storm, about to be shattered at any moment.

These powerful guards surrounded seven beast-drawn carriages.

These seven beast-drawn chariots were all resplendent in gold and jade, with the one at the very front being the most magnificent. The largest and most ornate chariot at the front was pulled by two beautiful blue-scaled birds, as beautiful as phoenixes, while the other six were pulled by demonic beasts with single horns, resembling rhinoceroses.

Each of these seven beast-drawn carriages carried a powerful expert at the Spirit Emperor Realm. The one at the very front carried the Empress of the Fuyao Empire—Murong Ya.

Petals fell like rain, and beautiful maids carrying palace lanterns, jade tripods, and incense burners flew in front, like fairies in flight.

Everyone couldn't help but show solemn expressions, and many held their breath. Empress Fuyao had finally, finally arrived.

The seven beast-drawn carriages stopped, and six beams of light emerged from them one after another, landing on the highest viewing platform. They transformed into six Spirit Emperor Realm experts. Then, the curtain inside the Empress's carriage was lifted by the wind, and a long blue rainbow shot out from it, landing on the Empress's throne on the highest viewing platform, transforming into a beautiful woman.

A moon-white cross-collar long robe, embroidered with silver cloud patterns, was worn over a light blue gauze garment. Light gold ribbons fluttered even without wind, and a pair of blue and white ring-shaped jade pendants hung at the waist.

Her long, flaxen hair fell casually down her back, and she wore turquoise gemstones in her ears and many gemstone chains on her head. A golden-green cat's-eye gemstone was placed between her eyebrows, adding a touch of charm to her beautiful face.

She possessed a noble and aloof demeanor, with sharp, piercing eyes.

This is Empress Fuyao, Murong Ya.