The ancient kingdom of Xuanhuang, its capital.

This is a magnificent ancient city standing at the very center of the Xuanhuang Continent. It has existed for countless years, accompanying the rise of the human race from humble beginnings to glory, and can be said to have witnessed the rise and fall of the human race.

Vast and boundless, it resembled an ancient behemoth perched ten thousand miles away from the ancient city between heaven and earth. Space shattered, and a stream of light emerged from the void. As the light dissipated, a figure gradually solidified.

The person who arrived was Lin Xuan.

Leizhou is hundreds of millions of miles away from the capital. Even with Lin Xuan's teleportation abilities, it still took him an hour to arrive.

"Is this the capital? It is indeed very different. As expected of an ancient country that has existed for countless years, the true core of the human race..."

Lin Xuan stood in mid-air, a faint spiritual light appearing in his eyes, vaguely resembling shimmering runes. He had pushed his spiritual eyes to their limit. He gazed at the Xuanhuang Ancient Kingdom's capital, stretching across the heavens and earth like an ancient behemoth, thousands of miles away.

The ancient city is weathered and ancient; the passage of time has left mottled marks on the city walls, which are as if they were made of bronze, giving off a sense of desolation.

The wide city gate resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast, bustling with people and vehicles.

Lin Xuan stared at the capital for a long time before withdrawing his spiritual gaze. He then sighed, "The capital is indeed a place where hidden talents abound; there are quite a few Saint Realm experts here."

As he spoke, Lin Xuanren had already taken to the air, his feet creating lotus blossoms with each step, heading straight for the capital.

The journey of ten thousand miles took Lin Xuan only one hour.

He did it on purpose, because he was waiting for the reaction of that person in the capital.

He made no attempt to conceal his presence, intending to inform the one in the capital that Lin Xuan had arrived, bringing with him the Zhige War Spear.

at the same time!

As Lin Xuan walked towards the capital with lotus blossoms at every step, many powerful figures in the capital sensed his aura and their expressions changed, becoming solemn.

"Such a powerful aura of a saint. Which saint has come to the capital? Why does his aura feel so unfamiliar? I have never seen him before."

“Previously, in the border area of ​​Yunzhou, there were heavenly flowers falling, golden lotuses emerging from the ground, and purple qi stretching for hundreds of millions of miles. It is clear that someone has attained sainthood. Could it be that this new saint has come to the capital?”

"Impossible. He just became a saint through the righteous path. How could he have such a powerful aura? This terrifying power is probably not even as strong as a sixth-level saint."

...

Lin Xuan's arrival caused a sensation throughout the capital.

Of course, only those at the Saint Realm level, or a few who have grasped a trace of the Saint Realm's essence and have the potential to become Saints through the righteous path, can sense Lin Xuan's boundless and abyssal power. As for most ordinary martial artists, even those at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level cannot sense even the slightest trace of Lin Xuan's aura.

This is the power of a sage.

Within the capital, powerful figures turned their gazes toward the city.

Meanwhile, in the heart of the capital, within the majestic imperial palace, inside one of the ancient halls, a pair of eyes as bright as the sun and moon slowly opened, seemingly possessing the power to illuminate the heavens. A voice, weathered and ancient, echoed from within the hall.

"Luo Zhao, Lin Xuan from Leizhou has arrived. Go out of the city to greet him on my behalf, and treat him with the courtesy due to a Holy Ruler..."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

Outside the palace, a figure appeared out of thin air, bowed to the palace, and then disappeared without a trace once again.

After an incense stick has burned.

Within the palace, a ceremonial procession emerged and headed straight for the city gate. Taiyi served as the warrior, Daluo as the general, and the leader was none other than a powerful saint, who, riding a mythical beast-drawn chariot, soared through the air, tracing a long rainbow as he entered the city gate.

Within the palace, an ancient bell resounded through the heavens.

The bell tolled seven times, its sound as resounding as a great bell.

This scene immediately shocked the entire capital, and countless people paled.

"Holy crap, that's the sound of the Xuanhuang Ancient Bell! Seven chimes, the Cloud Terrace carriage... This is the ceremony to welcome the Holy Emperor!"

"A sage has come to the capital from outside the city, and the emperor actually treats him with the courtesy due to a sage ruler. Who exactly is this person?"

"Someone just said that a new saint has entered the capital, that's absolutely impossible."

"Among the ten levels of sainthood, only those who have reached the seventh level or above are qualified to be called a ruler. How could a new saint possibly reach the seventh level? This must be a reclusive saintly powerhouse from my Xuanhuang Ancient Kingdom."

“Sage-level experts are extremely rare, numbering less than two fingers across the entire human race. Each one is a powerful figure who commands respect throughout the universe and suppresses an entire era. The sudden appearance of a reclusive sage-level expert is truly bizarre.”

"What's so strange about it? We are now at the end of the cycle of reincarnation, and the great calamity has begun. If our human race wants to stop the calamity and fight to the death with the calamity race, we naturally need a strong person to oversee it. This powerful Saint King was probably invited here personally by the Emperor!"

...

On this day, the capital was shaken.

Meanwhile, the ceremonial guard that had emerged from the palace had arrived at the city gate. In the distance, Lin Xuan's steps were like lotus blossoms, his body shrouded in purple aura, as if a deity had descended from the heavens and stopped at the city gate.

"Greetings, Mysterious Sage... The Emperor instructed me to wait here for Your Majesty's arrival..."

As soon as he landed, an old man with white hair and beard came out and greeted Lin Xuan with a smile.

"He is at the fifth level of the Saint realm, and even has one foot in the sixth level of the Saint realm."

Lin Xuan glanced at the old man in front of him, and with his spiritual eyes, he saw through the man's background.

This old man is quite powerful, having already stepped into the sixth level of the Saint realm. Yet, he has been sent by the Xuanhuang Ancient Emperor to welcome him, which shows that the Xuanhuang Ancient Emperor is quite sincere.

Lin Xuan's gaze swept over the old man, then turned to the honor guard behind him and the carriage pulled by seven strange beasts. His smile deepened, and he was very satisfied with the arrangements made by the Xuanhuang Ancient Emperor.

With a mythical beast at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level pulling the carriage, and a sage-level powerhouse coming out of the city to greet him, this was quite a grand display for him.

"Thank you for leading the way, fellow Daoist!"

Many thoughts flashed through Lin Xuan's mind, but his face remained calm as he bowed to the white-haired old man.

After all, he was a sage and a powerful being, so he couldn't just ignore him. He had to observe proper etiquette, otherwise he would be ridiculed as a barbaric person who didn't know manners.

"Fellow Daoist, please..."

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, returned Lin Xuan's greeting, and then invited Lin Xuan to get into the carriage.

Lin Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and stepped into the cloud-platform carriage.

The next moment, the strange beast took to the air, pulling the chariot straight towards the palace, followed closely by a ceremonial guard composed of tens of thousands of Taiyi Golden Immortals and Daluo Golden Immortals.

As the convoy crossed the skies above the capital, countless people stopped to watch and discuss the spectacle.

Meanwhile, the city's elite were already in an uproar.

Many powerful figures from the Holy Realm secretly exchanged messages.

"I don't know him at all. Could he really be a reclusive sage ruler?"

"Regardless of the circumstances, our Xuanhuang Ancient Kingdom is now at a critical juncture of life and death. Having an additional powerful figure in charge can only benefit us."

"The Emperor's methods are beyond our comprehension; we shall just wait and see."

...

Within the capital, discussions were in full swing, and a storm was brewing.

Lin Xuan, the source of all this, had already entered the palace and, led by the white-haired old man, arrived at an ancient palace.