From Princess in the Cold Palace to Empress in Heaven

After the two women disappeared, Xiao Minghuang watched them disappear, then he put away the Gate of Void, and with a flash of his figure, he fell under the sea.

She suddenly stopped halfway, then stomped her feet lightly, and the sea water beneath her feet exploded, spreading in all directions like a wave.

A layer of transparent ripples spread out from under her feet.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sea water rolled up, as if pushed away by some great force, forming a straight water flow trajectory.

Her eyes were indifferent as she slowly stepped into the water, following the flow of the water, heading towards the bottom of the sea step by step.

"Om~"

As she stepped into the seabed step by step, a light golden light bloomed around her, like a big sun descending on the seabed, shining in all directions.

Under the light, an ancient, dilapidated underwater palace appeared before the eyes.

The palace stands majestically, hundreds of feet high, occupying the entire underwater mountain.

The palace is full of broken walls and mottled surfaces, full of traces of time.

A damp and rotten smell permeated it.

But what is surprising is that beneath the smell of decay, there is a hint of vitality.

"interesting..."

Xiao Minghuang pondered for a moment, then stepped into the palace. As soon as he stepped in, dozens of fist-sized luminous pearls suddenly lit up around him, emitting a soft, dim light.

It instantly illuminated the dark and gloomy temple.

Xiao Minghuang looked up and saw a huge scroll in the middle of the hall. On the scroll were densely packed runes, forming a strange and mysterious formation.

Some ancient patterns are engraved on the formation diagram.

"It seems... to be a formation..."

Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly. She looked at the complex patterns on the formation diagram and felt as if she had seen them somewhere before, but she could not remember where.

"what?"

She shifted her attention to the corner of the hall and suddenly let out a puzzled cry.

Under the stone pillar in the corner, there was a skeleton lying.

The bones had dried up and the clothes had turned to dust.

Although it has been dead for many years, its body still exudes a faint sense of oppression.

Xiao Minghuang walked in to take a look, and saw a jade plate mixed among the dry bones. There were intricate patterns engraved on the jade plate, and there was a faint glow.

She raised her hand, and a suction force burst out from her palm, instantly sucking the jade token into her hand.

Xiao Minghuang took a closer look and saw two ancient characters engraved on the jade plate.

Although it was written in some unknown ancient language, the meaning of these two words seemed to be engraved in her mind. The moment she saw it, she understood its meaning.

"...Ziwei!"

Xiao Minghuang muttered something, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

Nothing more.

The meaning of these two words is of vital importance to her.

Before she had time to think about why the "Ziwei" jade plate appeared here, she heard a rumbling sound in her ears.

Xiao Minghuang subconsciously glanced sideways and saw that the ancient formation diagram above the hall suddenly glowed with light. An invisible attraction arose spontaneously, as if pulling at the jade token in her hand.

Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook his hand.

The Ziwei jade token escaped from control and flew into the air.

As the jade token rose into the air, the huge formation diagram originally hanging in the air trembled violently.

Then, countless complex runes on the formation diagram lit up at the same time.

"Shh!"

All the lit runes on the formation diagram gathered on the jade plate, turning into a ray of light that spurted out and enveloped Xiao Minghuang.

504. Restoring the glory of the imperial court is our responsibility!

In the dimness, there seemed to be a voice saying:

"Offer your blood to prove your identity..."

Xiao Minghuang's expression remained unchanged. She wanted to see what was going on in this palace.

"Offer your blood to prove your identity..."

Whispers echoed in the hall.

Seeing this, Xiao Minghuang had no choice but to cut a tiny wound on his fingertips. A drop of blood as big as a sesame seed flew out and merged into the jade token.

Suddenly, the jade token glowed with light and magnified dozens of times. It turned into a door out of thin air and opened towards Xiao Minghuang.

"really......"

Xiao Minghuang took a deep breath and stepped in.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in another place.

Looking up, I saw desolation and ruin everywhere.

Xiao Minghuang discovered that this was a small world commonly known as "decline".

She could feel that this world was completely withered, there was no spiritual energy left, and even the laws of the universe were difficult to feel.

"here......"

Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly. She released the power of her soul and spread it in all directions, searching this small world for any living beings.

However, to her surprise, there seemed to be no living creatures in this small world.

"Forget it, let's look around first..."

Just when she was about to give up, a faint wave of life suddenly appeared in a certain direction not far away.

"This is......"

Xiao Minghuang's eyes flashed, and he quickly followed the wave.

A moment later, she arrived at a sunken area in the sand and saw a dead tree standing on the sand, which seemed to be dying.

The dead tree was only half a person's height, with very short branches. The leaves had long since fallen off, leaving only a few withered trunks supporting it.

Xiao Minghuang looked at the dead tree in front of her. She was very sure that the faint life fluctuation just now came from this dead tree.

She looked at the dead tree, which was indeed a little strange.

Xiao Minghuang could sense that the bark of this dead tree was not that of an ordinary plant. Instead, it gave her a feeling of being extremely tough.

Xiao Minghuang took a step forward, exerted a trace of his magic power, and tried to touch the dead tree.

The moment this trace of magic power touched the dead tree, it disappeared like a drop of water in the ocean.

"This is..."

Xiao Minghuang frowned and thought for a moment before coming up with a guess.

Then, she once again mobilized her magic power and continued to rush towards the dead tree.

As expected, all of this magical power was completely devoured by the dead tree.

As time went by, a large amount of magic power was absorbed, and the dead tree seemed to regain a bit of life.

Xiao Minghuang's eyes flashed slightly, and he activated his magic power again.

This time, the dead tree finally began to tremble, and a faint green light emerged.

The faint green light became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a ball of green flame, floating in the air, burning continuously.

"This is..."

Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly. She could clearly sense that there was a remaining soul in this green flame.

at the same time.

A faint voice was heard from the blue flame.

"...I am from the Eastern Imperial Court...my ethnic group, who are you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Minghuang's expression slightly changed, and he responded: "If you are talking about the Imperial Court, which refers to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, then I am the descendant of Emperor Zhu Yan and Emperor Yuanji, and the current lord of the Southern Wasteland and Western Land, Xiao Minghuang."

Upon hearing this, the Torch-Bright God General fell silent, as if he was thinking about this information. After a long while, he slowly spoke with excitement hidden in his weak tone:

"...I never thought that our Ziwei Imperial Court would be able to usher in its third prosperity!"

Then, the green flame suddenly stagnated and turned into the image of a man in a green robe. He bowed slightly towards Xiao Minghuang, saluted solemnly, and said excitedly:

"Your subordinate Ju Ming greets the new king!"

"No need to be polite. Why are you here? What is the origin of this place?"

Xiao Minghuang waved his hand lightly and helped him up.

The Torch-Bright God General did not respond. He hesitated for a moment and then asked respectfully:

"...May I ask Your Majesty, what era is it tonight?"

Xiao Minghuang was slightly startled. After a brief thought, she replied:

"After Emperor Yuanji, Ziwei lost his kingdom, and then Emperor Dongji took over Zhongtian Dongji Heavenly Dao. Now is the sixth era, and the Dongji calendar is 109,325 years."

The Ju Ming God nodded, with a hint of emotion on his face, sighed, and slowly recounted the events of the past.

It turned out that in the Fifth Era, when Emperor Yuanji was in charge of the Heavenly Dao, he sensed that at the end of the Fifth Era, the Ziwei Imperial Court would face decline, so he left a backup plan in advance and arranged for a part of his clansmen, under the leadership of the God General Ju Ming, to escape to the North Sea and live in seclusion in the world, waiting for the future.

At the same time, Emperor Yuanji also left a secret order within the clan, stating that if the Ziwei Divine Dynasty was in danger in the future, the clan members could go to the North Sea for refuge.

Afterwards, just as Emperor Yuanji had expected, Emperor Dongji turned against Tiangang, used his subordinate to kill the emperor, and united with the holy land families, some gods in the imperial court, and some ancient immortals in some life forbidden areas to kill Emperor Yuanji who had cut off the source of the world.

Emperor Dongji successfully integrated the source of the world and took control of the way of heaven.

But it is not without cost.

In order to assassinate Emperor Yuanji, Emperor Dongji was severely injured and was no longer able to wipe out the remaining earthly immortals and supreme beings of Ziwei Divine Dynasty.

But even so, the changing times caused the status of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty to plummet.

The former land of Ziwei, which is now the entire Zhongtian world, has been gradually encroached upon by the various holy land families. Almost every hundred years, the Divine Dynasty would go to war with more than one holy land family, resulting in tragic casualties.

The world war lasted for thousands of years. Even though the Ziwei Divine Dynasty had a profound foundation and possessed dozens of earthly immortals and hundreds of supreme beings, it was still no match for the wolves surrounding it.

During this period, more and more members of the Ziwei clan fled Zhongtian and sought refuge in the North Sea in accordance with the secret orders of Emperor Yuanji.

Xiao Minghuang speculated that it was during this period that a certain generation of Luo Qianhua's ancestors led the tribe to escape to the North Sea.

But more people are unwilling to give up their hometown where they have lived and multiplied for many years and still stay in Zhongtian World.

However, the wheel of time rolls forward, equally crushing every grain of dust that blocks its progress.

Finally, in a certain era, the Emperor of Dongji was born and killed all the immortals in the Divine Dynasty with thundering means.

At this point, hope is shattered!

But it was too late to leave now.

Emperor Dongji sealed off the Zhongtian world and no one could escape.

Therefore, the supreme rulers of the Divine Dynasty at that time made a decision that went against their ancestors.

They decided to sell out the inheritance, tradition, history, name, and everything of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty to the holy land families in order to gain a chance for the Ziwei people to survive!

From then on, the name of Ziwei Divine Dynasty was erased from history.

In its place was the Ziwei Holy Land, which was composed of the former imperial generals. They united with a number of holy land families and dynasties, and supported a mysterious existence, occupying the Zhongtian world, and secretly competing with the Dongji Emperor.

Therefore, the Divine Dynasty, which had already removed the name of Ziwei, also got rid of the burden of the past and restored its original name from the more ancient and barbaric era - Daxia!

As Xiao Minghuang knew, the history after that was that Daxia gradually declined and finally migrated to the southernmost border of the east, where it remains today.

After listening to the narration of General Ju Ming, Xiao Minghuang was filled with emotion.

"...So, of the people who left the North Sea back then, are you the only one left now?"