My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

At this moment, the three of them were extremely weak, covered in blood, and had long lost their previous imposing manner.

But his consciousness remained clear.

They slightly opened their eyes and looked through their disheveled hair at the man approaching step by step.

At this moment, the three people's eyes were filled with doubt and deep-seated hatred.

Why are there such terrifying people in the lower realm?

The ferocious beast phantoms summoned at will, the power to easily crush their trump cards...

This person is definitely not a native of the Nine Heavens Realm.

It's impossible for such a monster to be raised in the lower realms under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Realm of Ten Thousand Luo.

Could they have been sent by another immortal realm?

They couldn't understand it.

But they knew they had failed.

Completely ruined.

One of the Imperial Court Celestial Kings, using all his strength, slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse yet resolute:

I won't tell you anything.

Upon hearing this, Gu Changyuan paused in his steps.

He looked at the three men, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips.

"You don't need to say a word."

His voice was calm, yet carried a chilling indifference.

"I can still get the information I want."

As soon as the words fell—

He raised his right hand.

"Smack."

A crisp snap of fingers rang out within the silent Binding God Coffin, carrying an invisible divine power that instantly pierced through the consciousness of the three Imperial Court Immortal Kings.

The three Imperial Court Immortal Kings felt their minds go blank for a moment, as if everything they knew had flashed through their minds in an instant.

Before they could even sort through or think about those memories, they were all extracted by an invisible force.

Just a breath.

The three of them suddenly came to their senses.

They were panting heavily, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

Soon, the three Celestial Kings regained their senses, and they naturally knew what had just happened.

The other party actually forcibly stole their memories!

But the Immortal Emperor of the Imperial Court had clearly placed a spy-proof barrier inside their bodies!

That was a restriction at the level of a Celestial Emperor, specifically designed to prevent people from prying into memories and leaking secrets; its power was immense.

Ordinary Immortal Kings cannot shake this barrier, and even for Immortal Emperors, breaking this restriction is by no means easy.

Why was this restriction, personally set up by the Immortal Emperor, not activated at all just now, allowing the other party to easily take away their memories?

Gu Changyuan watched as the three clusters of memory light swirled between his fingertips, slowly rotating.

A faint, cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

A slight pinch with fingertips—

The next instant, the memories of the three people flooded his mind.

Gu Changyuan closed his eyes and quickly read the text.

The structure of the imperial court is more complex than Zhuge Dancheng and the others described.

The duties of the Heavenly Guard are to convey the Heavenly Balance's instructions to various states and to handle various matters that should not be made public on behalf of the Heavenly Balance.

They are essentially Tianheng's close confidants and right-hand men, directly responsible to Tianheng, and do not need to obey orders from other levels.

The Earthly Fiends are also at the Immortal King level, but their status and power are one level lower than those of the Heavenly Guards.

The three immortal kings imprisoned here were the Earthly Fiends.

Therefore, they actually didn't know much inside information.

Their direct superior, the Sky Guard, was codenamed "Sky Patrol".

The Heavenly Balance, which the Shadow serves, is codenamed "Pingxiao".

As for the code names of the other eleven Tianheng—

Gu Changyuan quickly browsed through the memories of the three people, and through their interactions with various Immortal Kings and Immortal Venerables, he quickly compiled a complete list:

Pingxiao, Fenxiao, Zhenyue, Duanqiong, Yuming, Linyuan, Dingchen, Duchen, Lanxing, Shoudao, Guixu, Wuji.

Unfortunately, none of the three ever saw the true face of any of them.

They only sensed the aura of those Celestial Emperors from afar during the most intense period of the war.

The terrifying aura was so overwhelming that even a mere aftershock was enough to shatter the minds of cultivators of their level.

They were brought into the Imperial Court by Tianheng, who was codenamed "Pingxiao".

At that time, they were still active in a certain southern state of the Wanluo Immortal Realm, and their cultivation was only at the Immortal Lord level. In front of the behemoth that was the Imperial Court, they were as insignificant as ants.

The cultivation resources provided by the imperial court were extremely abundant, far exceeding the level they had previously been able to access.

Nourished by a constant stream of resources, their cultivation steadily improved, and they broke through to the Immortal Venerable Realm in just a few thousand years.

As their cultivation level increases, the rights they gain also increase.

Their loyalty to the imperial court gradually turned into unwavering devotion under the lure of resources and the court's intimidation, ultimately turning them into the court's henchmen.

A thousand years ago.

An urgent summons came from the Heavenly Guard.

The three of them were on a mission in a southern state when they received the order. Without hesitation, they immediately dropped everything and sped toward the Central Continent.

When they arrived at the meeting point, the sight before them was something they would never forget—

Hundreds of celestial kings, densely packed, floated in the void.

Thousands of celestial beings stood in formation.

And deep within that massive army, layer upon layer, stood eleven godlike figures, proudly atop the heavens!

Those eleven figures were the eleven Heavenly Stewards of the Imperial Court.

Immortal Emperor.

Eleven Celestial Emperors descended simultaneously!

War broke out.

That was the decisive battle between the Imperial Court and the five families of Zhongzhou.

It was a brutal battle worthy of being recorded in the annals of the Immortal Realm of Wanluo, with the imperial army and the five families of Zhongzhou engaging in a life-or-death struggle.

The heavens and earth changed color, the sun and moon lost their light, and the clashes between immortal emperors often resulted in mountains collapsing, the earth splitting, and space collapsing. Countless cities were razed to the ground, and countless cultivators perished in the flames of war.

On the battlefield, there is no mercy, no tenderness, only endless slaughter and destruction.

Even a Celestial King-level expert is nothing more than a slightly stronger ant on that battlefield.

Immortal Venerables and Immortal Lords perished in droves, like cannon fodder.

With each collision, dozens of figures were reduced to ashes.

Each impact claimed hundreds of lives.

The three were extremely lucky; in the chaos of battle, they managed to dodge multiple fatal attacks and barely survived.

They witnessed the ultimate duel between the Immortal Emperors, though they could only sense it from afar, unable to get close, and even unable to see the specific moves.

They could only sense that terrifying aura that could destroy the world, but it was enough to shake their minds and leave an unforgettable impression on them for the rest of their lives.

That aura far exceeded their imagination; it seemed that if they were even slightly affected by it, they would be instantly reduced to ashes.

What shocked them even more was that just as the imperial court and the five families were locked in a stalemate and the battle was at a stalemate.

A golden figure suddenly descended from the sky, surrounded by an aura of supreme imperial power. With just one person, the entire battle situation was instantly reversed.

Later they learned that the golden figure was the supreme ruler of the imperial court—the "Emperor".