My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

A massive golden portal slowly rotated above the ruins of the Blood Fiend Sect.

It resembles a gigantic golden maw that devours heaven and earth.

The mighty Tang Dynasty cultivator army, escorting mountains of spoils, entered in an orderly fashion.

The last Xuanjia soldier's heel disappeared into the golden light.

"Buzz—!"

With a long, resonant tremor in the space, the hundred-foot-tall star gate dimmed, transforming into an ancient and profound array pattern that was firmly imprinted deep within the earth.

Time flies, and though we are close, we are worlds apart.

As you cross that water-like spatial barrier, the spiritual energy, so dense it's almost tangible, rushes towards you instantly.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining upon the magnificent golden glazed tiles of the Taiji Palace, refracting countless auspicious rays.

above the sky.

The vast and boundless imperial fortune transformed into golden dragons visible to the naked eye, swirling and dancing above the imperial city, emitting majestic dragon roars.

came back.

They returned to the heart of power in the Tang Dynasty, the Taiji Palace.

"call--"

Ning Xiu held Xing'er's hand as the Qingyun Sect Master led Lu Fei and Lin Qing'er, along with a group of surrendered cultivators from another world.

The moment their feet stepped onto the white marble plaza in front of the Taiji Hall.

Everyone felt their knees buckle.

The thick, domineering, and supremely majestic imperial aura in the air pressed down on these visiting cultivators, making them afraid to even breathe.

"Is this the true essence of the Tang Dynasty?"

The Qingyun Sect Master stroked his beard, trembling. "The dense spiritual energy, the terrifying imperial fortune... even the former Blood Fiend Sect couldn't compare to one ten-thousandth of this place!"

The cultivators from other worlds were like country bumpkins visiting a grand garden.

His face was filled with shock and awe, as if he had never seen anything like it before.

however.

In the very center of the square.

One figure, at this moment, had a shock and bewilderment on his face that was ten thousand times more exaggerated than those otherworldly country bumpkins.

That was none other than the sixteenth prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Chen, who had just wreaked havoc in another world and was revered as "the number one brute of the Tang Dynasty".

Li Chen stood there blankly.

He didn't even have time to change out of the bloodstains and tattered blue robe he was wearing.

It just stood there like a wooden stake, looking rather foolish.

He neither looked at the mountains of spoils nor listened to the triumphant cheers of the surrounding soldiers.

His eyes, like radar, scanned the Tang emperor and his officials around him.

The more I look at it...

The more questions he had, the more questions he had.

The more I look at it...

His eyes widened so much they almost popped out of their sockets.

"This is a ghost..."

Li Chen swallowed hard and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

He looked to his left.

That was the camp of the Tang Dynasty's military generals.

Duke Cheng Yaojin of Lu was grinning widely, looking like a 300-pound child.

He was also holding two fist-sized, top-grade luminous pearls that he had taken from the Blood Fiend Sect's treasury.

That's not the point.

The key point is that this black iron tower, which I used to only know for swinging an axe and relying on brute force, is now a formidable opponent.

The spiritual energy emanating from him...

It's actually the early stage of the Golden Core realm!

Moreover, its true essence is incredibly profound, faintly carrying a fierce and bloodthirsty aura of iron and blood!

"It's not just Cheng Yaojin..."

Li Chen's gaze shifted backward.

Duke Li Jing of Wei, Duke Yuchi Gong of E, Duke Qin Qiong of Yi...

Looking at the row.

These founding generals of the Tang Dynasty were all Golden Core cultivators!

The undisguised spiritual pressure intertwined and soared into the sky, shaking the clouds above the Taiji Palace and causing them to disperse.

"This military general...?"

Li Chen's values ​​are undergoing a crazy upheaval.

He took a deep breath and looked up the long white marble steps.

finally.

The image is frozen on the main gate of the Taiji Hall, on the dragon throne that symbolizes the supreme ruler.

Emperor Taizong of Tang (Li Shimin).

He was sitting there upright.

He was wearing a bright yellow nine-dragon robe and a twelve-tassel flat crown.

His expression was calm and composed, even carrying a hint of composure, authority, and barely concealed smugness.

And inside his body.

A terrifying spiritual power, as unfathomable as an abyss, resonated with the imperial fortune above the Tang Dynasty.

Peak of the late Nascent Soul stage!

Just one step away from entering the legendary realm of Divine Transformation, where words can become law and blood can be reborn!

"Bang!"

The last thread of reason in Li Chen's mind snapped completely.

He felt as if he had not stepped through a portal.

Instead, it crossed into a parallel universe.

"Wait! Stop playing the music!"

Li Chen finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He abruptly waved his hand, loudly interrupting the triumphant celestial music that the Imperial Music Bureau was just about to play.

Quiet.

The vast Taiji Palace square instantly fell into an eerie silence.

All the civil and military officials, along with the otherworldly cultivators, stopped what they were doing and turned around in unison, looking at the Sixteenth Prince, who had made such a great contribution that day, with strange eyes.

Li Chen ignored the stares of the crowd.

He took three steps at a time, stepping directly onto the white marble steps, and charged aggressively to the front of the main hall.

He put his hands on his hips and looked Li Shimin up and down, left and right.

That look in his eyes.

It's like watching an ancient alien in human skin.

"You unfilial son, what are you looking at?"

Li Shimin felt uncomfortable under his gaze, frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, maintaining the air of an emperor.

"Wait, what's going on with you guys?!"

Li Chen finally snapped.

He opened his mouth with a barrage of questions, his voice sharp with shock.

"What's going on with all these officials?"

Li Chen pointed to the group of glittering old hooligans from the Tang Dynasty below.

"Cheng Yaojin and his gang used to not even know how to cultivate internal energy, but now they're as strong as ancient ferocious beasts!"

"And you!"

Li Chen's finger pointed directly at Li Shimin on the dragon throne without any hesitation.

"Tell me the truth."

"Have you gone mad with demonic possession?"

"Or... have you been possessed by some ancient remnant soul or a ten-thousand-year-old demon?!"

This statement came out.

A collective gasp of astonishment filled the square.

Those otherworldly cultivators who had just surrendered were so frightened that their legs went weak. They dared to point their fingers at the Emperor of Tang and ask him if he had been possessed by an ancient demon.

Is this Sixteenth Prince made of iron?!

Li Chen didn't care about any of that. He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his face filled with an undeniable sense of absurdity.

"Just now, in that Blood Fiend Sect's small world!"

"The moment you emerged from the black hole, there was such a huge golden dragon of fortune! Such a huge phantom of a Nascent Soul!"

Li Chen exaggeratedly spread his arms, making a huge shape.

"That golden light almost blinded my titanium alloy eyes!"

"When I left, you were just an ordinary emperor, whose body was a little stronger than that of an average person."

"I've only been gone a short while, and you're already at the late Nascent Soul stage? Even a rocket couldn't get you this fast!"

Li Chen stared intently at Li Shimin, giving off the impression that he would "sacrifice his own family for the greater good" if Li Shimin didn't explain himself clearly.

Looking at Li Chen's comical appearance, with his worldview completely shattered and his face utterly bewildered.

The entire Taiji Palace.

The atmosphere froze for three seconds.

"Pfft—"

Someone couldn't help but let out a soft, whistling laugh.

Followed by.

It's like it's contagious.

Among the military generals, Cheng Yaojin was the first to burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

"Hahaha! Your Highness's appearance is absolutely hilarious!"

Then.

Li Jing, Qin Qiong, and the others also burst into laughter.

Even among the usually stern civil officials, bursts of delighted laughter could be heard.

These Tang Dynasty officials had often been intimidated by the Sixteenth Prince's aloof and mysterious demeanor, as if he knew everything.

Every time Li Chen unleashed some kind of magical technique, he would leave them completely stunned.

Feng Shui turns.

Today, it's finally their turn to laugh at this peerless genius!