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Chapter 601

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Chapter 603 - The Crown Prince Ascends to the Throne

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"The Heaven-Worshipping Feast is about to begin. Elder Wang, you will be in charge of them!"

Zhou Bihua's figure landed and uttered the words. Without further ado, he tore the space apart and brought the crowd to White Tiger City.

The Heaven-Worshipping Feast, the celebration of the entire kingdom!

The feast was held at the Heaven-Worshipping Dojo in the inner courtyard of the palace!

As one of the top three experts of the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom and the Platoon Leader of the Vermilion Bird Platoon, Zhou Bihua was required to attend the dojo in advance. As for Qin Nan, Elder Wang, and the others, despite their extraordinary identities, they had to follow the rules of the Heaven-Worshipping Dojo, which was to walk through the main entrance of the palace and pass the ninety-nine paths.

During the Heaven-Worshipping Feast, apart from the Martial Saints, no one was allowed to fly. Otherwise, they would be killed on the spot.

"This is the Heaven-Worshipping Dojo!"

Elder Wang halted in his tracks and pointed forward as he spoke to Qin Nan and the others.

Qin Nan raised his head and glanced forward.

The entire dojo was like a giant bowl, filled with rows and rows of sandalwood chairs. With a rough glance, there were at least a thousand of them. At the center of the dojo were red wooden chairs, and above them were white jade chairs. At the center of the dojo was a golden dragon chair.

The chairs were used to distinguish the identities of the participants.

At the center of the dojo was a huge altar with ninety-nine steps. The altar was pitch-black, surrounded by some kind of mysterious crimson crystal, which vibrated continuously while emitting a powerful force.

Behind the altar, there was a statue.

The statue was ten zhang tall and completely white. It depicted a middle-aged man wearing a full set of armor and holding a giant sword. He raised his head slightly as if he were staring at the Heavens. An ancient imperious aura was emitted from the statue, shocking the entire dojo. [Almost all the books you want to read are here. It's more stable than the other websites, and the updates are faster too. There are no advertisements.]

"This statue is the Statue of the Deceased Emperor! According to the rumors, whenever the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom was in danger, the Statue of the Deceased Emperor would unleash its power to save the kingdom! In addition to that, there is a precious treasure hidden inside the Statue of the Deceased Emperor, which has yet to be discovered. It is said that it is waiting for the destined one … "

Elder Wang explained all the secrets in detail.

Qin Nan nodded slightly. All of a sudden, his mind shuddered.

This throbbing came from the Demon God's Robe.

"The late Emperor is already dead," Qin Nan said in his heart, "Don't worry, I will definitely complete the task the late Emperor entrusted me with. If you follow me, I won't let your glory be drowned out … "

The Demon God's Robe was silent for a while, then it hummed softly, as if it was responding to him.

The Emperor Artifact had a spirit. If he wanted it to submit completely, he had to subdue its heart.

After learning more about the Heaven-Worshipping Ground, Elder Wang led Qin Nan and the others to a certain area. Although it was close to the center, the chairs were made of sandalwood.

The main reason being that Qin Nan and the others were only new disciples of the Vermilion Bird Platoon. In terms of status, they were not worthy enough.

Even though Qin Nan's status in the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom had skyrocketed, he was still not the main character today!

Qin Nan was not too bothered by the chairs. He took the opportunity to observe the experts.

"These ten people have terrifying auras, and one of them has even reached the half-Martial Sacred Realm. If I'm not mistaken, they must be the Ten Dukes …"

Qin Nan was shocked when he saw eight men and two women sitting at the leading seats in the sandalwood area through his left eye of the Divine God of Battle.

The First Duke whose cultivation had reached the half-Martial Sacred Realm turned his head toward Qin Nan with a calm smile as if he was aware of something.

Qin Nan immediately brought his fists together without any hesitation, and remained silent.

Following this, the Minister of Justice, the Minister of War, and the others entered the Heaven-Worshipping Ground and sat on the sandalwood chairs.

Following this, the authorities of the Royal Guards, the City Lords, and the authorities of the various clans and factions entered the Heaven-Worshipping Ground. However, they were all seated on the sandalwood chairs.

The entire Heaven-Worshipping Ground was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Di Fengyun isn't here yet …"

Qin Nan glanced at the white jade chairs. There were only a limited number of them. Only authorities like Zhou Bihua and Lin Fengxiao were allowed to sit on them. Zhou Bihua and Lin Fengxiao were already here, but Di Fengyun was not.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, a figure descended from the sky, which turned out to be Di Fengyun.

Countless gazes instinctively landed on Di Fengyun's figure. Di Fengyun wore an expressionless face as he walked toward the white jade chair. In the process, he turned his head around and saw Qin Nan as if he had discovered something.

Qin Nan was aware of the man's gaze. He let out a brilliant smile.

"Duan Qing!"

Di Fengyun's face instantly turned dark as he clenched his teeth tightly.

He had been feeling extremely wronged for the past few days. Whenever he was reminded of how Duan Qing had tricked him, he would feel infuriated. There were a few times when he had the urge to kill Duan Qing, but he was stopped by the Skyhowl White Tiger in the end.

Phew!

Di Fengyun exhaled deeply. Suppressing his anger, he sat down on the white jade chair and did not even look at Zhou Bihua.

He could not afford to be reckless now. Otherwise, it would ruin his plan!

ROAR!

At that instant, a shocking roar exploded all of a sudden, as a terrifying aura swept the entire Heaven-Worshipping Ground like a gust of wind!

A colossal figure stepped out of the void and covered a large area of shadow.

It was none other than the Skyhowl White Tiger!

However, the actual Skyhowl White Tiger was three times the size of its clone, and its cultivation was at the peak Martial Sacred Realm too!

"Senior Skyhowl White Tiger!"

On the Heaven-Worshipping Ground, the ministers and the experts were startled. Many of them even had passionate looks in their eyes.

To them, the Skyhowl White Tiger was not only one of the three great experts, but it was also a symbol of faith.

"Skyhowl White Tiger …"

Qin Nan's eyes flickered coldly with a murderous intent.

However, he soon withheld the murderous intent and scanned the crowd with his left eye of the Divine God of Battle.

With a single glance, his expression changed slightly. He saw at least a few dozen powerful officials and hundreds of City Lords showing excitement or fanaticism in their eyes.

These people were most likely from the White Tiger Platoon!

However, at that instant!

BANG!

The rift in the sky collapsed as a giant figure walked out from the darkness. It was as if the figure had devoured all the light in the surroundings, becoming the only thing that existed.

Although his cultivation had yet to reach the same level as the Skyhowl White Tiger, his aura was on par with the Skyhowl White Tiger's!

The person was the Sky-Scorching Emperor!

"Senior White Tiger, please take a seat." The Sky-Scorching Emperor wore a smile as he spoke with a gentle voice.

"Mm."

The Skyhowl White Tiger raised its head slightly and took a step forward. Its figure transformed into a middle-aged man with a ferocious aura as he sat on the leading seat on the white jade chair.

"I'm very happy that everyone is here to participate in the Heaven-Worshipping Ground of the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom!" The Sky-Scorching Emperor floated at the center of the Heaven-Worshipping Ground. His aura swept the crowd in an imperious manner as he uttered a thunderous roar, "Now, we'll begin the first ritual, the coronation of the crown prince!"

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