Inside the underground palace of Xianyang.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack! The sound of ice breaking could be heard as more than ten million people slowly and stiffly began to move. Their bodies were constantly breaking free from the cold Yin energy.
In the sky, congratulations came from all the ancient families in the world.
"Welcome back, Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years!"
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The entire underground palace of Xianyang felt as if everything was coming back to life.
At the entrance of the Skyward Palace, the officials slowly moved their bodies and woke up.
Inside the Sky-Burying Coffin, the black jade talisman floated in the air. Yan Chuan opened his eyes, and two beams of fourteen-colored light shot out from his eyes.
Whoosh!
Yan Chuan stood up straight. He opened his arms.
As he opened his arms, the wide sleeves of his dragon robe unfurled. From afar, it seemed as if there was a kind of kingly aura rushing toward them.
In the distance, the experts who were watching and attacking all looked at this scene in horror. Even Huyan Boyu, who had been so aggressive and arrogant before, felt suffocated when he saw Yan Chuan standing up in the distance.
It had been five thousand years. Although they had never seen Yan Chuan, the reverence that the world had for Yan Chuan had made Yan Chuan's image in everyone's hearts even greater.
The Sage Scroll Array burned the Julu Academy and millions of Confucian cultivators. When they saw Yan Chuan standing up in the distance, their hands trembled, and the Sage Scroll Array suddenly became unstable.
"Yan Chuan is back?" someone said in horror.
"Don't be afraid. We are disciples of the Thousand Confucian Holy Land. We have the protection of the Thousand Confucian Holy Land!" someone encouraged himself.
"Take advantage of the fact that they haven't fully awakened. Quick, destroy them. Quick!" Huyan Boyu suddenly reacted and shouted at the group of Immortals in the distance.
Most of the Immortals were still in shock. However, a hundred Immortals also reacted.
Almost at the same time as Huyan Boyu's shout, the hundred Immortals stepped forward and struck their palms toward the Skyward Palace.
In the void, hundreds of golden palms with a destructive aura rushed towards Yan Chuan.
If it was five thousand years ago, Yan Chuan might have to treat it seriously. But now, Yan Chuan didn't even look at them.
After five thousand years of slumber, the two hundred souls returned and were quickly fused into one by Yan Chuan.
The growth of his Birth Chart power was equivalent to a million years!
It was as if he had suddenly woken up after sleeping for millions of years.
As the memories fused together, there was a sudden feeling of wanting to vent.
Facing the sky, Yan Chuan let out a long howl.
"Roar ~!"
A loud roar came from Yan Chuan. The void shook for a while, and the roar rushed straight up to the Nine Heavens.
The Hundred Immortals' golden palms, upon encountering Yan Chuan's sound waves, instantly collapsed. The Hundred Immortals were extremely close, and the sound waves instantly entered their bodies.
The hundred immortals' initial terror was instantly replaced by trembling involuntarily.
Buzz!
The Hundred Immortals trembled at a high frequency. As they trembled, blood flowed out of their seven orifices.
In the distance, the other powerhouses looked at the Hundred Immortals who were bleeding from their seven orifices.
"This … this can't be real!" Huyan Boyu said in horror.
Just the sound waves were enough to make the Hundred Immortals unable to move? Bleeding from their seven orifices?
It seemed that everything was not over. Under Yan Chuan's long howl, one of the Hundred Immortals suddenly exploded.
Boom!
Blood splattered all over the sky. The Immortal was blasted apart by the sound waves.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, the Hundred Immortals all exploded. The sky was filled with a bloody mist that soared into the sky along with the sound waves.
This scene was something that the surrounding powerhouses would never forget for the rest of their lives.
A hundred immortals! With a loud roar, all of them exploded.
When the other Immortals saw this scene, they did not even dare to approach from afar. The outcome of the Hundred Immortals was too terrifying.
Huyan Boyu's expression was also extremely unsightly.
Huyan Boyu had already flown over. He seemed to be waiting for Yan Chuan's loud roar to end before launching a sneak attack. After all, even if he launched a sneak attack, he would not be able to get close to the Hundred Immortals.
"Roar ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The roar was long and lasted for an entire incense's time.
Suddenly, the black aura around Yan Chuan expanded. Within the black aura, one could vaguely see a huge black dragon. As Yan Chuan roared, it seemed to soar into the sky.
It was a vast illusory figure. It was like the condensation of Yan Chuan's Emperor Qi.
This black dragon seemed even more ferocious than the Eighteen Claws Golden Dragon. It was an extremely ferocious and domineering black dragon.
Roar!
In a daze, one seemed to hear the black dragon's roar. Although there was no sound, it felt like it was cutting into one's heart.
After another incense's time. Only then did Yan Chuan's long roar gradually stop.
Yan Chuan took a deep breath. The surrounding black aura and the black dragon were all withdrawn into Yan Chuan's body.
"It's been five thousand years. I'm finally back!" Yan Chuan slowly closed his eyes and felt this reality.
After two incense's time, more than half of the people in Xianyang Underground Palace had regained consciousness.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years!" Among the officials, Huo Guang shouted loudly.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years!" Wang Jian, Jin Dayu, Yi Feng, Yin Hentian, Li Si, Lu Buwei, and the other officials from Da Zhen bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years!"
The last shout was from all the people in Xianyang Underground Palace who had regained consciousness. Millions of people shouted at the same time. Their aura soared into the sky.
At this moment, it was Huyan Boyu's last chance.
He stretched out his palm and struck towards Yan Chuan.
"How dare you!" Among the officials, an angry rebuke suddenly sounded.
It was Wang Jian's voice.
Wang Jian, who was in the middle of the court, suddenly moved in front of Huyan Boyu in a strange manner.
Wang Jian was clad in armor and held a sword in his hand. He released a murderous aura around him!
"Boom!"
The blood-red murderous aura seemed to have dyed the void red. Great Immortal Huyan Boyu's palm strike was instantly scattered by the murderous aura.
Under the cold and bloody murderous aura, Huyan Boyu felt his heart instantly freeze.
"How dare you!" Wang Jian shouted loudly.
A blood-red sword of murderous aura that surpassed the previous one shot out from Wang Jian's eyes.
"Boom!"
The two swords of murderous aura that shot out from Wang Jian's eyes pierced through Huyan Boyu's chest and nailed him in the void, unable to move.
"Pu!" Huyan Boyu spat out a mouthful of blood.
The feathers on the feather fan in his hand had been destroyed by the murderous aura, leaving only a bare handle.
"Pu!" Huyan Boyu spat out blood and convulsed.
More importantly, Huyan Boyu was having a mental breakdown. Why? He was just a mortal. How could he condense murderous aura into his eyes and kill people with his aura? This, this, how many people did he kill to condense such a ferocious murderous aura?
A mere subject? A mere subject of Da Zhen?
And he dared to provoke Da Zhen?
In an instant, Da Zhen was a Great Immortal! He used to be the strongest existence in the world!
But now, he was killed in an instant? No, it was one-tenth of an instant. A glance?
Although Huyan Boyu was not dead yet, he was completely finished.
Pinned in the void by Wang Jian's sword of murderous aura, he could not escape at all.
Huyan Boyu was defeated in an instant. The spectating experts were also dumbfounded.
Was this a joke? Was this a joke? Was there something wrong with my eyes?
Seeing that there were still more than ten million experts in the distance, countless experts who were originally gloating over Huyan Boyu's misfortune shrank back.
The experts who were watching from the sidelines trembled. The experts from the major forces who were prepared to watch the Julu Academy fall were terrified.
The millions of Confucian cultivators in the Holy Scroll Array trembled when they saw this scene.
The Holy Scroll Array collapsed in an instant.
Destroy the Julu Academy? Can it still be destroyed now?
"Boom!"
The experts of the Julu Academy attacked, and the Holy Scroll Array exploded. The Julu Academy's crisis was completely resolved.
"Hahahaha, His Majesty is back, you traitors. Now it's time for you to die! "
"His Majesty is back, you're all dead!"
"Only death awaits you for treason!"
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The experts of the Julu Academy roared at this moment. They had been on the brink of death, feeling despair, and helplessness. Now that the situation had reversed, they all shouted wildly to vent the excitement and fear in their hearts.
"Let's go!"
Someone shouted in horror.
"Whoosh!"
The millions of Confucian cultivators, together with the hundreds of thousands of spectating experts, scattered in all directions in an instant.
With Yan Chuan's powerful return, how were they supposed to fight?
"Boom!"
Like a torrential downpour, they fled in all directions.
Some of the Immortals were so terrified that they were about to ascend to the Immortal World. The safest place was to ascend to the Immortal World. Escape? How were they supposed to escape here? Yan Chuan had more than ten million people.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd of Dazhen's officials.
"Escape? No one is allowed to leave without His Majesty's permission! "Jin Dayu shouted.
He extended his hand, and the Divine Emperor Bell soared into the sky.
"Clang!"
A bell chime rang out. The immortals who were about to ascend had already taken a step into the Immortal Realm. They were all dazed by the bell chime and fell down with a loud crash.
Huo Guang also took a step forward and brandished the spear in his hand.
Suddenly, a storm of spears appeared in all directions.
"Boom!"
All the fleeing cultivators were sent flying back to where Julu Academy was at after being struck by the countless astral spears.
Not a single one of the million cultivators managed to escape. They all fell to the ground.
The strength of the various Legion Commanders was no longer just strong. Instead, it was terrifying to look at.
The xiuzhe that were knocked back were all dizzy from the fall.
"This shouldn't be happening!" "Why is this happening?" "Why are they so strong?"
Countless voices of shock and horror rang out.
Meng Lingtian and the other experts of the Julu Academy gaped in shock.
Everyone had expected Yan Chuan to be powerful when he woke up, but no one had expected him to be so terrifying.
"Greetings, His Majesty!" The Great Zhen experts were overjoyed and bowed respectfully.
The people of the Julu Academy sighed in amazement. Meng Lingtian, in particular, could only smile wryly. The Julu Academy had recruited disciples for five thousand years. More than half of them would join Great Zhen.
"Greetings, His Majesty!" Meng Lingtian and the other Julu Academy immortals bowed.
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