A person in the heavens, starting with a Chaos Emperor Dao Fruit

"Many of the former kingly races have withered away. For example, the Human King Clan. The Seven Kings once told me that the Human King Clan had two or three surnames, but some of them have disappeared into history."

"When we arrived at the Immortal Ancient Era, only seven of the once illustrious and powerful king-level races remained, namely the races of the Seven Kings of the Borderlands."

"In the Immortal Ancient Era, the Seven Kings of the Borderlands became kings one after another, and there was a period of kingship. From then on, the Seven Kings of the Borderlands were kings in name and in strength."

Although he was just an ordinary Immortal King, he was still an Immortal King! There were two grand ceremonies for bestowing titles upon him in the Primordial Imperial City.

The first instance was naturally in the most ancient times, when the imperial city won a great victory, and heroes from all heavens blessed the clan that had achieved great merit, allowing even those without the strength of an Immortal King to enjoy the title of King.

Among those who were granted the title of king, some were celestial kings and some were not, but all could be called kings and enjoy glory.

The second grand ceremony for bestowing titles of kings took place in the Immortal Ancient Era, when the seven kings of the borderlands ascended to the throne one after another, astonishing all the heavens.

This time, seven Celestial Kings truly appeared; who wouldn't be astonished? From then on, the title of Seven Kings was truly fitting.

Of course, this successive conferment of titles of kings actually lasted from the early days of the Immortal Ancient Era to the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, which is quite a long time span.

Meng Tianzheng was deeply shocked as he listened to these secrets.

In glorious times, blessed by all the heavens, in the ancient era of immortals, seven kings emerged in succession.

"After several eras of accumulation and sedimentation, the seven king-level clans that had survived finally produced seven Immortal Kings in one era."

Yunhua said softly, "I thought it was an unprecedented golden age, and that all races would be immortal. Unfortunately, the invasion from other realms destroyed everything."

"Seven kings died in battle one after another, and of the seven clans that survived countless years, some have been completely wiped out."

"It's truly a cruel twist of fate."

As Yunhua and the others recounted the former glory of the imperial city, the three of them had already arrived at the foot of the imperial city.

At the foot of the imperial city, there were bonfires at regular intervals.

The firewood for this campfire was very strange; it wasn't normal wood, but rather bones and flesh, and there was even half a human face in the fire.

The other half has been completely burned.

"Immortal Dao Formation, Immortal Body." Meng Tianzheng was moved when he saw the campfire.

These campfire fuels were actually made from bodies of True Immortals!

On the surface of the campfire, endless runes evolved, incredibly complex, imprisoning everything within the fire and preventing its power from spreading.

One by one, the true immortals died at the foot of the imperial city. To prevent their corpses from undergoing strange changes or their death energy from spreading and harming innocent people.

These corpses were thrown into the campfire and imprisoned and refined using a magical array, perhaps for some other purpose.

It could be said that within each bonfire burns a true immortal, equivalent to burning a Meng Tianzheng...

"Who are you?" Suddenly, an old, weary, and wary voice came from the imperial city.

Meng Tianzheng looked up, his pupils contracted, and he saw everything on the city wall.

There were people standing above them, staring at them. They were some children, eight or nine years old, fourteen or fifteen years old, and some elderly people. Fortunately, they were still full of energy. The True Dragon, the Second Under Heaven, and the Immortal Golden Daoist were not unchanged.

Yunhua could sense the auras of four Immortal Kings above the Imperial City, but none of them were in very good condition.

Clearly, they went to the Imperial City before they had fully recovered, and after fighting the Immortal King, they were all left with injuries.

Of course, this is also the reason why Yunhua came here this time. If they don't provide some support, they will all be exhausted.

“They are…” Meng Tianzheng’s voice became hoarse.

"The descendants of the seven clans who have always guarded the original imperial city." A group of old and young, protecting a city, a world.

Chapter 1238 Entering the Imperial City

"Those who remain in this city are all from the seven clans of yesteryear."

Yunhua spoke calmly, but her heart was far from calm.

“They have been stationed here since the end of the ancient war between immortals. Over the long years, all the able-bodied men have died in battle.”

"Only the elderly, children, women and kids remained in the city."

"Why has the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths remained peaceful for so long? Why has the borderland imperial pass never been attacked by immortals from other realms?"

"Immortals from other realms look down on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and will not make a move."

"Instead, all the immortals who wanted to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were blocked by this city and these people."

"Only true immortals can see and enter this city. Similarly, immortals from other realms who want to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths must also face this city."

"There was even an instance where an immortal king from another realm tried to breach the city, but even an immortal king as powerful as him could not conquer it."

"By the way, none of the descendants of the seven kings stationed here are from the realm of immortals."

Meng Tianzheng looked up at the imperial city, gazing at the figures on the city wall, some thin, some hunched over.

He couldn't imagine how these heroes lived.

"Senior, we come from the heavens and the earth, we are your compatriots, and we have come to support you!"

Meng Tianzheng suddenly shouted, his eyes filled with deep emotion. He, a True Immortal, addressed a human cultivator as "senior."

The person who had just asked the question was an elderly man who had lost both arms. Upon hearing Meng Tianzheng's words, he couldn't help but scrutinize him closely.

"A true immortal?" He realized something.

"Yes, I am a true immortal, a true immortal of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

"No wonder you can get in here." The old man nodded silently, but said nothing more.

He looked at Yunhua again, but couldn't discern anything, not even what realm he was in.

Looking at the Heavenly Desolate Halberd again, the armless old man paused, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

"In the Imperial City, is there anyone who still remembers me?" Tianhuangji said softly.

"This face..." The armless old man's heart stirred, "Lord Kunpeng?"

Upon hearing this name, the armless old man became excited. Could it really be the return of the Ten Ferocious Kunpeng?

His aged, weathered face seemed to regain some vitality.

“I am not the master.” Tianhuangji shook his head.

Upon hearing this, and considering the way Tianhuangji addressed Kunpeng, the armless old man immediately recognized Tianhuangji's identity. He promptly shouted out.

Although it wasn't the Kunpeng returning, the arrival of the Heavenly Desolate Halberd in the Imperial City still made the old man quite happy.

The children next to the old man had blank faces and blank eyes, but a hint of curiosity couldn't help but appear deep in their eyes.

Who came? Someone from outside? And what's it like outside?

"Lord Tianhuangji, this True Immortal, and this fellow Daoist, are you all heading into the city?"

“Yes, we want to enter the city.” Tianhuangji nodded.

Isn't that obvious? If you come all this way and don't go into the capital, where else are you going but to see the scenery?

"My lords, if this fellow Daoist wishes to enter the city, we may have to offend him."

The armless old man spoke calmly, “In the past, there were also powerful beings from other realms who were proficient in transformation techniques and impersonated cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, trying to infiltrate the city.”

"However, the imperial city also has methods to distinguish between the genuine and the fake."

"It's alright, you can investigate as you please." Tianhuangji didn't mind at all, and even appreciated the attitude of the armless old man.

Even though he has this appearance and claims to be his identity, it would be absurd for the people of the Imperial City to let him in unconditionally.

If some immortal from another realm were to transform into a remnant immortal from the Immortal Palace and claim to have come to support the Imperial City, would they immediately open the gates?

If we hadn't been more cautious, the capital would have fallen long ago.

Well, in the knowledge and understanding of these people in the Imperial City, the Remnant Immortal and the others are still True Immortals who stayed behind in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Although he was afraid of dying, he was still with them.

Yunhua and Meng Tianzheng had no objections. Let them investigate; there was nothing shameful about it, and it wouldn't cause any harm.

Yunhua's attitude reassured the armless elderly man somewhat, but the proper procedures still needed to be followed.

"I apologize for the offense," he said, then had Yunhua and the others stand on a blue stone outside the imperial city.

Yunhua and the others did not refuse and went up one by one.

A warm, gentle energy circulated through Yunhua and the others' bodies, causing no damage or leaving any restrictions. It made them feel warm and comfortable.

If a normal cultivator from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths came here, they would actually receive some benefits.

The armless old man breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"It's not a creature from another realm; a true immortal has actually been born once again in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."

Although the armless old man had not returned to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths for a very long time, he was unaware of the current state of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

But he knew that the World Tree was felled and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were ravaged back then.

Under such circumstances, for a true immortal to be born must be an extremely amazing being.

He was unaware that the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been cursed and tainted by misfortune.

"There's one more procedure." The armless old man was thinking about Meng Tianzheng's ascension to immortality, but he was talking about something else, and he took out a bone mirror.

Bluestone can be used to distinguish whether a person is a creature from another land.

This bone mirror can see through people's hearts and see whether the person who comes is good or evil.

So what if they come from the heavens and the earth? What if they harbor ill intentions?

"This bone mirror can..." The armless old man suddenly stopped, his face showing excitement, and then he nodded repeatedly, as if someone were speaking to him.

"I apologize for my earlier offense. Please come in." A smile appeared on the weathered face of the armless old man.

A beam of light descended from the imperial city, directly bringing Yunhua and the other two into the city.

When they reappeared, they were already on the streets of the city, where the armless old man was waiting for them.

"Lord Tianhuangji, Lord Zhenxian, fellow Daoist," the armless old man said, bowing.

Meng Tianzheng stretched out his hands and supported him, saying, "I don't deserve to be called 'sir' by such a senior."

Meanwhile, some people gradually appeared in the distance, watching this place, and were very surprised by Yunhua's arrival.

No one has entered the imperial city for who knows how long.

The outsiders they encountered were all enemies, intruders from foreign lands.

"I saw you take out the Immortal Mirror just now, why did you suddenly put it away?" Tianhuangji asked.

The armless old man said solemnly, "The king told me that it was indeed Senior Tianhuangji who had arrived, so there is naturally no need for further inspection."

The Heavenly Desolate Halberd will not betray the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, nor will their king be mistaken.

Tianhuangji was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, "Are there still a few of the Seven Kings alive? That's wonderful."

Chapter 1239 The Unspeakable Complexity

Meng Tianzheng was also excited. If the Seven Kings of the Borderlands were still alive, then there was at least hope for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

The armless old man's face darkened. "Only one king remains. And the king's condition is not good either."

Tianhuangji remained silent, then sighed.

Indeed, when Kunpeng led Him away from the battlefield, several of the Seven Kings had already died in battle.

"Please come with me, the three of you. I will take you to see the King, as this is also the King's will," the armless old man said, turning around to lead the way for Yunhua and the others.

More and more people appeared in the distance, looking at Yunhua and his two unfamiliar faces.

As Meng Tianzheng walked along, looking at those things, his mood couldn't help but become gloomy.

They were all elderly, weak, women and children; there wasn't a single young or strong person among them.

The armless old man led Yunhua and the others, talking about various things as they walked.

“Back then, the kings guarded this city forever, never retreating an inch. Naturally, we followed the kings and would not leave.”

"However, we still sent some of our people back to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to multiply and thrive."

"I wonder how those clansmen from back then are doing, whether they are safe and sound."

Upon hearing this question, Tianhuangji glanced at Yunhua, who then answered truthfully.