Countless gazes fell on the black cliff, on Chen Changsheng's body, but no one dared to speak, much less disturb him.
Linghai Zhiwang had made it very clear that anyone who dared to take a single step closer to the black cliff would be regarded as an assassin.
The Prime Minister and the Shi clan leader glanced at each other. There was no joy in their eyes, only worry and unease.
They were worried because no one knew what they would see once Chen Changsheng opened the black cliff. If it was the worst result, what would they do? Would the demon generals, ministers, and tribes who supported them kneel before the Empress again in a very short time?
They were uneasy for two reasons.
As the largest and strongest tribe of the Demi-human race, why had the Xiang clan still chosen to support Madam Mu?
And why had Madam Mu not done anything to stop all this, only quietly watched as they broke the array?
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Not everyone had gone to the Starfall Mountains.
In that courtyard covered in yellow sand, the young Demon Lord calmly gazed at the stone statues that had at some point reappeared on the two sides of the back gate, his thoughts a mystery.
In a nearby manor, the Xiang clan leader looked at his son and hesitated for a very long time, but in the end, he said nothing.
In the stone hall at the highest point of the Imperial City, Luoluo sat by the window, silently waiting for something.
In a quagmire in the deepest part of the mountains, Chusu's head was lowered as he licked the wound on his severed arm, his entire body trembling in pain.
In the small courtyard next to the temple to the Celestial Tree, Xuanyuan Po sat on the floor of the veranda, staring blankly at the mound in the ground.
In a very ordinary inn, Xu Yourong, who had not slept all night, used cold water to wash her face. She sat in front of the table and began to comb her hair in front of the bronze mirror.
A voice brimming with emotion came out of the mirror.
"Since we are still beneath the starry sky, how can we not see all living beings?"
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On the lake, in the clouds, on the summit, countless sword glows suddenly vanished at the same time.
A moment later, there was a shrill whistle through the air.
Countless sword glows returned to the sheath.
Chen Changsheng gripped the middle of the sheath and stood up.
Everyone turned to look at him.
But he looked at the lake, the clouds, the summit.
The sword had returned, but the sword intent was still there.
A flock of geese flew past the snowy peak and suddenly began to descend.
A gust of sea breeze blew from the mountains, but it was cut into pieces.
A few wisps of clouds in the blue sky were torn into thin threads by an invisible force, and then gradually disappeared.
These were all signs of the restriction collapsing.
After confirming this, Chen Chang Sheng once again looked at the black cliff in front of him.
There was a loud bang!
Countless muffled noises came from the depths of the black cliff and even the depths of the ground.
The earth was shaking uneasily, and countless waves were stirred up in the lake. Countless snowflakes were pouring down from a nearby snowy peak, and the roars of the beasts in the mountains became shrill.
Rubble flew everywhere, and smoke and dust rose. It took a long time before it gradually calmed down.
The black cliff had already disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a large pit that was hundreds of feet wide.
In the deepest part of the cave, there was an extremely smooth stone wall that looked like gold or jade. It was as if even the sharpest sword would not be able to leave a mark on it.
This was the legendary Star Stone, which possessed an unimaginable weight and density. However, it had already been buried by the soil and sand, and only a small part of it was exposed.
Starting from the Star Stone, there was a perfectly straight stone path.
The pit that had been the black cliff for hundreds of feet had been cut in two by this stone path.
This stone path was extremely long, extending for who knew how many li, extending into the distance.
Countless gazes followed the path of the stone path, ultimately stopping ten-some li away.
There, half of a mountain had collapsed.
This mountain had originally been a palace.
A stone chair had been embedded in this half of the mountain.
This stone chair was one hundred feet tall and one hundred feet wide. It was incomparably massive and exaggerated.
There was a person sitting on the stone chair.
This person was dressed in a pure white imperial robe. He was extremely thin and his eyes were sunken in. He seemed like a dead person.
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"Your Majesty!"
There was a cry of alarm.
And then countless cries of alarm.
And then there were the sounds of rushing wind.
Countless silhouettes scrambled to rush toward the Half Mountain that was more than ten miles away.
Linghai Zhiwang's warning had long ago been completely forgotten.
When they arrived in front of the massive stone chair, they felt that the person in the chair was even more small, even somewhat comical.
But the demi-human ministers and experts had no such thoughts. Their faces were filled with excitement, and some of them even began to cry.
To them, the person in the chair was a god.
Even if that person was extremely thin, his eyes closed, on the verge of death, incredibly weak.
But as long as he was alive, no, even if he was dead, he would still be the god of the entire Demi-human race.
Because he was called Bai Xingye.
He was the White Emperor.
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It was clear that the important personages of the Demi-human race had long since prepared for this sight.
Several demi-human doctors were carried onto the stone chair by the black vultures and began to treat the White Emperor.
Seeing that the White Emperor's eyes were still tightly shut, Xiaode felt somewhat anxious and asked, "Where is His Holiness the Pope?"
Everyone knew that Chen Changsheng's medical skill could be said to be unparalleled in the world. In their view, no matter how skilled these demi-human doctors were, they were still far from being able to compare to Chen Changsheng.
The Prime Minister and the others turned their heads and froze.
They did not see Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng was still ten-some li away.
He was at the original position of the black cliff.
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Seeing the activity in the distance, Chen Changsheng suddenly said, "Let's go."
As he said this word, his gaze was still fixed on the massive stone chair, on the White Emperor's face.
This was his first time seeing the White Emperor, and he had spent many days and nights on it with great difficulty.
But the moment he saw the White Emperor, he decided to leave.
Immediately leave.
Hearing Chen Chang Sheng's words, everyone was shocked and did not understand why.
Only the blind zither player seemed to understand Chen Changsheng's meaning. He led Fivekind Man to the exit of the secret path behind the lake.
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Just when an elderly demi-human doctor gathered his courage and prepared to place the stone needle in his hand, the White Emperor opened his eyes.
His eyes were very gloomy.
They were like the snowy plains on a cloudy day.
Incomparably gray.
Then, a small black dot appeared on the snowy plains.
The black dot gradually grew larger, its color deepening. It was like a traveler traveling ten thousand li across the snowy plains, getting closer and closer.
He had truly awoken.
Perhaps because he had been sealed for five years, the Star Stone had absorbed a great deal of star radiance and demi-human essence. He was extremely weak, on the verge of death.
But when he opened his eyes, an unimaginably dignified aura exuded from his thin and weak body.
"You've all come?"
His voice was very soft. Because he had not drunk water for many years, it was rather hoarse.
But all of the Starfall Mountains could hear his voice.
The demi-human experts knelt like a tide. (To be continued.)
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