Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

"Insolence! Your Majesty's precious body cannot stand in such a dangerous formation!" Upon hearing this, Wu Qing could no longer stand still. He grabbed a meteor hammer in each hand and clashed them together with a thunderous roar. Sparks flew everywhere, and the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch.

Ji Lin's gaze remained fixed on Lin Ye, ignoring Wu Qing's words. Seeing that Lin Ye did not move, a dangerous smile appeared on his lips. "Your Majesty, it seems your choice is the second one."

Zhao Fei could no longer stand still and immediately gripped his spear tightly, placing it horizontally in front of Lin Ye.

The other soldiers of the Divine Martial Army were also armed and ready for battle.

Given this situation, Gong Wuchen naturally couldn't remain indifferent.

He turned slightly to the side, his gaze towards Lin Ye calm and unwavering.

But when Lin Ye's gaze met his, it was as if there were towering waves in his eyes, threatening to sweep Lin Ye away.

Lin Ye, amidst the waves, merely smiled calmly, "Master Ji, you are mistaken."

"Oh? So Your Majesty has chosen the first option?"

Lin Ye: "I have always hated making choices the most in my life."

"Your Majesty's words have confused me." Ji Lin smiled faintly, the coolness in his voice perhaps brought by the night breeze.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye slowly replied, "I was just looking for a place where I could watch the match undisturbed. Your kindness is appreciated, and I would be impolite to refuse."

"Your Majesty!" Wu Qing and Zhao Fei said in unison.

"No need for further words," Lin Ye raised his hand to make a stop gesture, then instructed the Divine Martial Army soldiers, "You all stay outside the formation and guard it."

"Yes."

Neither Ji Lin nor Gong Wuchen took Lin Ye's words seriously.

As long as Lin Ye can enter the formation, they don't care whether he watches the battle or sleeps in the formation.

Therefore, neither of them spoke, but simply watched Lin Ye slowly move forward with their eyes.

Yet his pace was unhurried, his demeanor leisurely, and his aura majestic.

This made Ji Lin and the other person recall Lin Ye's earlier words: he was just watching the game from a different location.

At this point, no one would think he wasn't as he claimed.

When Lin Ye entered the formation, Ji Lin and Gong Wuchen's eyes met at the corner of Lin Ye's gaze.

A moment of silence fell, and an invisible force seemed to suggest a tripartite balance of power.

Ji Lin and Gong Wuchen couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

No matter how you look at it, Lin Ye is clearly trapped by them at this moment.

Like a caged beast, even with sharp claws and teeth, the constraints on its movements should make it look pathetic and laughable.

However, even though Lin Ye, the ruler of the world, was trapped on the land under his own rule, his every move exuded an air of majesty and composure that made Ji Lin and the other man feel no sense that he was a prisoner.

But Ji Lin and Gong Wuchen were not ordinary people after all. When they looked away from Lin Ye, they, as cultivators, were confident enough to kill him.

Then, both of them composed themselves and looked at each other with different expressions.

But it was nonetheless filled with murderous intent.

The bamboo flute in Ji Lin's hand had stopped turning leisurely.

Before the flute music could be heard, Gong Wuchen immediately swung his sword.

Thus, the already unfinished palace was completely reduced to ruins.

While hastily dodging, Zhao Fei and the others kept shouting "Protect the Emperor!"

But as Lin Ye said, the place where he was standing was indeed a place completely undisturbed.

Whatever falls from the palace's roof will simply detour silently.

This also allowed Lin Ye to see Ji Lin's response at this moment very clearly.

Without dodging or flinching, he gently raised the bamboo flute in his hand, and the fierce sword intent that Gong Wuchen had just attacked was neutralized by his wind blade.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Lin did not hold back and retaliated with ten wind blades.