If you're made a fake emperor, why did you change the country's name?

Wang Zhang and Qiu Ping both stood up, preparing to take their leave.

But Zhao Yu thought of something and stopped him again.

"Wait a moment, everyone. Consort Shen's letter must be related to that force."

Wang Zhang turned around to exchange a glance with Qiu Ping, only to find that Qiu Ping had sat down immediately after hearing the order.

This efficiency in executing orders without question slightly shocked Wang Zhang.

"Come in," Zhao Yu said in a deep voice.

The palace door was pushed open, and a young palace maid rushed in, stumbling and crawling. She knelt on the ground, her voice trembling.

The door was pushed open, and a young palace maid in a light green palace dress walked in with her head down, holding a letter in her hands and raising it high above her head.

"Your Majesty, this was sent by the Empress Dowager."

Qiu Ping stepped forward, took the document, and after checking that it was correct, handed it over to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu unfolded the letter.

There were no superfluous formalities or greetings, only a line of elegant yet powerful handwriting.

"The calamity of bloodshed has increased by three times, don't die!"

These nine short words made Zhao Yu's heart, which had just settled down, jump again.

He recalled that a few days ago in the Imperial Garden, Shen Miaochu had divined for him, predicting that there would be bloodshed in three days.

At that moment, I thought of the sacrificial ceremony to heaven three days later, and I became a little cautious.

Now that the bloodshed has intensified, coincidentally, Zhao Yu has also discovered that the doctor is being monitored.

This made him more serious about the servant.

"I understand, you may leave." Zhao Yu placed the letter on the table.

The young palace maid bowed and withdrew.

Zhao Yu stared at the line of text and fell into deep thought.

Once you leave the imperial city, it means you've left the protection of this city-guarding array.

However, he already possessed the cultivation level of a Grandmaster, and with the bloodline of the Primordial Dragon and corresponding techniques and martial arts, his combat power was extraordinary.

He was confident that he wouldn't be afraid of three or five ordinary Celestial Realm cultivators.

But now...

The servant's calculations yielded very bad results.

Can't wait any longer.

We must do our best to protect ourselves before leaving the city!

With a thought, Zhao Yu entered the system space.

A pill, entirely made of pure gold and adorned with coiled dragon patterns, floated quietly, emitting a faint halo, and one could vaguely hear the dragon's roar.

The Heavenly Elixir.

The Heaven-Reaching Pill can break through all shackles and directly reach the next realm.

[After taking it, you must immediately circulate your internal energy to refine it; otherwise, the medicinal effects will backfire, severing all your meridians.]

A system notification sounded in my mind.

He originally planned to wait until he reached the peak of the Celestial Realm, and then use this pill to break through to the Land Immortal Realm in one fell swoop. Wouldn't he be invincible then?

This will allow it to function fully.

But now it seems too late for him to wait for the later stages; he must improve his combat strength immediately!

"Wang Zhang, Qiu Ping," Zhao Yu's voice echoed outside the hall.

"Your old minister is here."

"Your subordinate is here."

The two quickly entered the imperial study.

"I am going into seclusion, and no one is to disturb me." Zhao Yu's tone left no room for argument.

"The morning court session is postponed. Inform all civil and military officials that I will personally visit the Hall of Supreme Harmony before noon."

Wang Zhang and Qiu Ping exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

The fact that he is going into seclusion at this critical juncture must mean something big is about to happen.

"Your humble servant obeys the imperial decree."

"Your humble servant obeys! Your humble servant will personally protect Your Majesty!"

The two bowed in agreement, then withdrew and closed the heavy palace doors.

The Imperial Study fell silent instantly.

Without further hesitation, Zhao Yu took out the Heavenly Pill from his system space and threw it directly into his mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, without the expected bitterness. Instead, it transformed into a scalding torrent that rushed down the throat and into the dantian!

boom!

Zhao Yu felt as if a volcano had been thrown into his lower abdomen, and scorching energy exploded instantly!

Energy surged wildly through the meridians into every part of the body.

My whole body felt full!

He dared not delay, immediately sat cross-legged, formed hand seals, and began to practice the Origin of the Dragon Technique.

Inside the dantian, the five small dragons that were originally only three inches long suddenly opened their eyes!

"hold head high--"

A deafening dragon roar did not come from Zhao Yu's mouth, but exploded directly in the depths of his mind and soul!

The medicinal power of the Tongtian Pill surged like a river bursting its banks, violently washing over every meridian in his body.

The once incredibly solid bottleneck at the peak of the Grandmaster realm was as fragile as paper in the face of this power, and was instantly shattered into pieces!

Click!

It was as if something had shattered.

An unprecedented feeling of comfort spread throughout my body.

Nourished by the medicinal power, the five small dragons in the dantian grew rapidly, their bodies growing from three inches to more than a foot long. They spiraled upwards, their dragon scales clearly visible, and a vast dragon might spread out.

Zhao Yu was surrounded by a burst of golden light, with five faint, five-colored dragon shadows encircling him.

A powerful burst of energy emanated from his body, causing the windowpanes to vibrate and the teacups on the table to tremble slightly.

The Celestial Realm is complete!

And this is not the end.

Zhao Yu clearly felt that the internal energy within his body had undergone earth-shattering changes, both in quantity and quality.

It is more than a thousand times stronger than the previous Grandmaster realm perfection!

What shocked him even more was that the true terror of the Origin Dragon Technique was only revealed after he broke through to the Celestial Realm.

He could clearly sense that the solidity of his internal energy, the strength of his meridians, and even the coverage of his divine sense far exceeded those of ordinary Celestial Realm martial artists.

Just how much stronger is it?

Zhao Yu's mind raced, and he calculated a terrifying number—

Three hundred times!

Three hundred times greater than those at the same level!

This means that he alone can fight against three hundred Celestial Realm experts of the same level!

This is absolutely outrageous!

No wonder the system rated this technique as exclusive to emperors, a supreme divine skill created to rule the world.

More importantly, this only means that the cultivation technique has reached the level comparable to the Celestial Realm.

Don't forget, he also has martial arts skills!

When martial arts skills reach a certain level of mastery, one's strength will increase several hundredfold.

At that time, he couldn't imagine how strong he would be!

However, the sky brightened without them even realizing it.

As the first rays of dawn shone through the window into the imperial study, Zhao Yu slowly opened his eyes.

A glint of gold flashed in his eyes, then disappeared.

He knew that the matter of martial arts skills had to be put on hold for the time being.

He had completely suppressed the violent aura in the room. At this moment, he looked no different from before, only his temperament was more profound.

He raised his hand and casually shook it.

Snapped!

A crisp popping sound suddenly rang out in the air.

This is a sign that the body has not yet fully adapted to the surge in power.

A smile curved Zhao Yu's lips, and an unprecedented sense of power and confidence filled his heart.

Just then, Wei Gonggong's cautious voice came from outside the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, it is already noon."

"The civil and military officials are still waiting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. What do you think... we should let them leave the court first?"

Zhao Yu stood up and dusted off non-existent dust from his dragon robe.

"No need."

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Let them wait."

Today's feast is a trap; let's see if that big fish, which has been hiding for so long, can still hold back!

"Wei An, instruct the imperial kitchen to prepare a banquet. Then..."

"Prepare the carriage for Xuanzheng Hall!"

"Yes, sir."