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Chapter 252

Words:2160Update:22/06/17 23:30:02

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A few hours later, Lu Ming stopped cultivating and began to comprehend the Force of Fire.

Time flew by, and another month and a half passed.

On this day, the stone door of the secret chamber opened, and Lu Ming walked out.

Lu Ming had a smile on his face. It was obvious that he had gained a lot during this time.

There was only half a month left until the emperor's birthday. Lu Ming planned to ask about his father's situation.

He walked out of the Hall of General and walked toward the palace.

Suddenly, the people on the street looked up at the sky and discussed.

"Who is that? How dare you fly so brazenly in the sky above the Imperial City? "

Someone shouted.

Ordinary Martial Ancestor Realm experts were forbidden from flying above the imperial city. Only the overlords were not restricted by this rule.

But now, someone dared to do so?

Lu Ming also looked up.

In the sky, there was a young figure in his twenties. He wore a red robe and had a tall stature. He was currently walking through the air towards the depths of the Imperial Capital.

"It's Ling Yanchi, one of the Six Heroes!"

Someone exclaimed.

"What? It's Ling Yanchi? "

Many people were shocked.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.

It was Ling Yanchi, one of the Six Heroes of the Burning Sun Empire and the strongest of the younger generation in the Crimson Cloud Valley.

This was the first time Lu Ming saw the Six Heroes of the Burning Sun Empire.

"Brother Ling, wait!"

Right at this moment, a soft shout came from behind. Then, a young man in a white robe with a handsome face stepped through the air and arrived.

"It's Feng Wuji, the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's Feng Wuji."

"Another Six Heroes!"

Someone shouted.

"He's Feng Wuji!"

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.

In the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, Lu Ming had heard Feng Wuji's name countless times.

Feng Wuji was the pride of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's younger generation. Without a doubt, he was the strongest in the sect.

Although Duanmu Lin was known as a peerless talent, he was still too young to compete with Feng Wuji.

Lu Ming had been in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect for more than a year, but this was the first time he had seen him in person.

"Brother Feng, you came so quickly. Let's go together!"

Ling Yanchi smiled, and when Feng Wuji arrived, the two of them walked side by side and disappeared into the sky.

"Oh my god, two of the Six Heroes of the Burning Sun Tribe are here today. This is so rare."

"That's right. Normally, it's already extremely difficult to meet one. Now, two of them have appeared all of a sudden."

"His Majesty's sixtieth birthday is coming soon. No matter what, the five great sects have to put on a show. They will definitely gather in the Imperial Capital. It's inevitable that the geniuses of the five great sects will gather here."

"When the time comes, will the six heroes gather and fight? I'm really looking forward to it. "

"That's hard to say. Among the six heroes, Qiu Changkong is invincible, but the other five have never fought before. I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker."

"It would be great if we could have a peak duel this time."

On the streets, countless people were discussing.

As for the fact that they couldn't fly in the Imperial City, they simply ignored it.

If the Six Heroes of the Burning Sun Tribe couldn't fly in the Imperial Capital, who else could?

They were the future overlords of the Burning Sun Empire. In the future, the entire Burning Sun Empire would be their world.

Lu Ming didn't say anything and continued to walk toward the Imperial Palace. However, a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

The Six Heroes of the Burning Sun Tribe, he would reach this height sooner or later, or even surpass it.

He successfully entered the Imperial Palace and met with Hua Chi.

Unfortunately, although the Imperial Palace had sent out a large number of people, there was still no news of his father. Lu Ming sighed and could only wait.

After discussing the current situation with Hua Chi, Lu Ming left the Imperial Palace.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Star General Hall, he saw that a large number of students had gathered and were dispersing.

"Tianyun, he's back."

"Damn it, why did he only appear now? Why didn't he appear before? It's all his fault!"

Murmurs could be heard from the surrounding students.

Of course, they were whispering, afraid that Lu Ming would hear them.

Lu Ming frowned, he didn't understand what was going on.

"Big Brother Tianyun!"

At this moment, with a soft cry, Ming Feng came over.

"Ming Peak, what's going on?"

Lu Ming asked.

"Big Brother Tianyun, it's the Shifang Sword Faction. Just now, the disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction came and threatened to cripple you. However, you weren't here and everyone said that you were in seclusion. Those disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction injured more than a dozen students of the Star General Hall. They were extremely arrogant."

Ming Peak whispered.

"Shifang Sword Faction again!"

Killing intent flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

"Big Brother Tianyun, I think you should avoid them for now. I heard that among the disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction, there's a genius on the Silver List. He's an existence that stands at the peak of the Martial Grandmaster realm and is extremely powerful."

Ming Peak said worriedly.

"If they come again, let me know!"

Lu Ming said in a domineering tone before he returned to his dormitory.

In the following days, Lu Ming stayed in his dormitory and practiced various Martial Techniques on the third platform of the Temple of Paragon.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

During this half a month, the geniuses of the five major sects gathered in the Imperial Capital.

Not only were there geniuses of the Martial Grandmaster realm, but there were also geniuses of the Martial Grandmaster realm. Even the Gold Class disciples of the various sects could be seen occasionally.

However, during this half a month, although all the sects had gathered, it was very peaceful.

Even the disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction didn't look for Lu Ming again.

However, everyone felt that the atmosphere wasn't right, as if it was the eve of a storm. It was unusually depressing.

Half a month later, the Emperor of the Blazing Sun Empire, Hua Zhengxing's sixtieth birthday celebration began.

Early in the morning, Hua Chi took a beast carriage to pick up Lu Ming.

They arrived at the Imperial Palace together.

The birthday celebration was held in the front yard of the Imperial Palace. The area was extremely spacious, but there were only a few dozen tables.

Because those who could come here were all people of noble status, there weren't many people.

Lu Ming followed Hua Chi and sat at a table on the right.

As time passed, the number of people gradually increased.

Some of Hua Chi's brothers and sisters, as well as the imperial concubines, princes, and ministers, all took their seats one by one.

"The Valley Master of the Crimson Cloud Valley and the elders have arrived."

A loud shout spread throughout the entire venue.

The faces of the princes, princesses, imperial concubines, and ministers all changed as they stood up together.

Lu Ming didn't want to be too special, so he also stood up.

At the gate, a group of six people walked in with majestic steps.

The person in the lead looked middle-aged with a full beard. He wore a red robe and was extremely tall and sturdy.

His gaze swept across, and everyone felt as if a vast sea was surging towards them. It was incomparably terrifying.

Behind him, there were four old men who also wore red robes, but the red robes were trimmed with gold.

They were the golden-robed elders of the Crimson Cloud Valley.

The last one was a young man, but he was one of the six heroes, Ling Yanchi.

"Greetings to the Valley Master of the Crimson Cloud Valley."

All the imperial concubines, princes, princes, and ministers bowed to the Valley Master of the Crimson Cloud Valley.

It could be seen how declining the Imperial Family was. They were respectful in front of the five major sects.

"Haha, no need to be so polite. Where's His Majesty, hasn't he arrived yet?"

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