After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Beneath the shoes were a pair of feet encased in white silk stockings, small and delicate with beautiful arches.

Through the thin stockings, one could vaguely see the fair skin beneath.

Xu Ze paused for a moment.

Then he began to take off his socks.

Mu Yan looked down at him, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Just then.

An anomaly, a sudden occurrence.

"Om-"

Xu Ze suddenly felt the fragment of the Heavenly Book in his arms tremble violently.

That tremor was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

It's not resistance, not rejection, but a strong resonance.

At the same time, the same intense fluctuations also erupted from Mu Yan's body.

That was the aura of the Heavenly Book itself.

The two auras resonated with and attracted each other, growing stronger and stronger.

"What's going on?" Mu Yan's expression changed slightly.

Before he could finish speaking...

A dazzling golden light shot up from her body.

At the same time, the fragment of the Heavenly Book in Xu Ze's arms also emitted the same golden light.

Two golden beams of light converged in mid-air, forming a huge vortex.

The vortex spun slowly, growing larger and deeper, like a gateway to another world.

"This is……"

Xu Ze felt an irresistible suction force coming from him.

Before he could react, he was engulfed in it.

Then, the world spun around.

Everything returned to darkness.

The Phoenix Palace was completely empty.

The dragon throne is still there, the moonlight is still there, and the air still carries a faint scent of sandalwood.

But those two figures had vanished without a trace.

……

The World of Heavenly Books.

When Xu Ze opened his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar sky.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, yet faintly shimmered with a golden light.

The clouds drifted by slowly, each cloud seemingly containing some kind of Taoist charm; looking at them for a few more moments made one's heart and soul sway.

He slowly sat up and looked around.

Beneath my feet was a meadow, the grass soft and green, dotted with wildflowers, and butterflies fluttering about.

In the distance, there are undulating mountains, majestic and shrouded in mist.

Further away, a huge city can be vaguely seen, with towering city walls and numerous palaces.

The air was so fresh it was intoxicating, and the spiritual energy was so rich it almost seemed to solidify.

"No, where is this?"

Xu Ze stood up and took in his surroundings.

He suddenly discovered that the speed at which the spiritual energy circulated within his body was several times faster than it was in the outside world.

What shocked him most was the rules of this world.

The laws here are clearer, more complete, and even more ancient than those outside.

It felt like stepping back into ancient times, an era when all laws first appeared and powerful figures emerged.

"Is the Celestial Book world sealing away the Immortal Continent of the Central Plains from ten thousand years ago?"

Xu Ze suddenly remembered a possibility.

Once the thought appeared, it wouldn't go away.

He carefully observed the surrounding terrain and compared it with the map of the palace that Mu Qinghe had drawn for him. Although the details were different, the general outline was the same.

The location of that city and the orientation of those mountain ranges are exactly the same as the current capital of Zhongzhou.

It is just more primitive, more majestic, and more... full of life.

Xu Ze muttered to himself.

This conjecture is so astonishing, yet it seems to be the most reasonable explanation.

It is not impossible that the 'Heavenly Dao Secret Scripture', as an ancient innate spiritual treasure, contains its own world and seals a certain region of a certain era.

But what concerned him even more was something else.

The principle behind this heavenly book seems somewhat similar to his ghost brain system.

……

at the same time.

The Eastern Palace.

The fourth prince, Mu Jun, sat in a wheelchair, his face pale, with a thin blanket covering his legs.

Opposite him stood an elderly man with white hair and beard.

The old man wore a fiery red robe, his face was withered, but his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.

His aura was unfathomable; he was at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, on par with that old sword slave.

This person is none other than Yan Liezi, the former master of Fire Cloud Valley.

Three hundred years ago, the three major immortal sects rebelled. Empress Dowager Mu Yan fought against the three alone and killed three Transcending Tribulation Ancestors.

Fire Cloud Valley, one of the three sects, was destroyed in that battle.

Valley Master Yan Liezi, however, escaped by chance and lived in anonymity for three hundred years until today.

"Your Highness, the time has come." Yan Liezi's voice was hoarse and low, yet it revealed an irrepressible excitement. "According to the information I have received, the Empress Dowager has disappeared tonight."

Mu Jun tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair, his expression calm: "Disappeared? What do you mean?"

“The literal meaning.” A glint flashed in Yan Liezi’s eyes. “The Phoenix Palace is empty. The old swordsman is guarding outside, but he hasn’t gone in. The Empress Dowager… is nowhere to be found.”

Mu Jun remained silent for a moment.

"you sure?"

"I swear on my life," Yan Liezi said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With the Empress Dowager gone, the capital is leaderless."

"As long as we seize the palace and control the court officials with lightning speed, by the time the Empress Dowager returns, everything will be settled."

Mu Jun remained silent.

"I have already contacted my former subordinates," Yan Liezi continued. "Although Fire Cloud Valley has been destroyed, there are still quite a few remaining disciples. They have been living in seclusion for three hundred years, waiting for this day."

"Furthermore," he lowered his voice, "the demons of the Western Sea and the lords of the Northern Territory are all willing to respond. As long as Your Highness raises a call, the whole world will respond!"

Mu Jun finally spoke: "Are those demons and feudal lords trustworthy?"

“Whether it’s believable or not is not important.” Yan Liezi smiled. “What’s important is that they all have a common enemy—the Empress Dowager.”

"The enemy of my enemy is my ally."

Mu Jun closed his eyes, seemingly weighing his options.

After a long while, he opened his eyes.

"How long until we can take action?"

Yan Liezi's spirits lifted: "Within seven days, I need to contact all parties and coordinate our actions."

“Alright.” Mu Jun nodded. “Seven days from now, at midnight, use the fire in the palace as a signal, and all sides will launch their uprisings simultaneously.”

Yan Liezi bowed deeply and said, "On behalf of all the people, I thank Your Highness for your righteousness."

His figure transformed into a streak of fire and disappeared outside the hall.

Inside the hall, only Mu Jun remained.

He remained in his wheelchair, pale-faced and with weak legs.

But his eyes were terrifyingly sharp.

this day.

finally come!

……

Within the Heavenly Book.

Just as Xu Ze was lost in thought, a soft moan came from beside him.

He turned his head to look.

Mu Yan was lying on the grass not far away, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyelashes fluttering, as she slowly opened her eyes.

When those phoenix eyes first opened, they still carried a hint of confusion.

But soon, confusion was replaced by surprise, and surprise was then covered by a complex emotion.

She sat up, looked around, and then looked at Xu Ze.

"Hmm, where is this?"