434 Emperor Wu II

The moment it burst open, a ray of light poured in, and true energy connected, quickly forming a cycle that was endless. Meanwhile, the familiar, crystalline patterns rapidly solidified the newly opened path.

At this moment, Jingzhai's mind returned to normal, as if he could see through his own meridians. He suddenly saw familiar patterns, just as he had thought, things he had seen with his own eyes.

As if sensing that it was being watched, it suddenly disappeared.

Jingzhai's cheeks were slightly flushed, as if she had drunk a little warm wine, her complexion tinged with white.

He calmed his mind and, as he tried, his divine sense, like threads, permeated everywhere. Suddenly, many green bamboos and winter plum blossoms appeared out of thin air around him.

As if inspired by it, the green bamboo blossoms burst into bloom, and the plum blossoms also bloom in full glory, their bright red color complementing the green bamboo.

In a flash, bamboo leaves and plum blossoms fell and fluttered in the air, instantly transforming into thousands of sharp swords that pierced through the surrounding flowers, plants, and artificial hills.

The surrounding artificial hills and vegetation appeared utterly vulnerable to this sudden impact. With a deafening roar, an explosive force was released instantly, whipping up vegetation and scattering soil in all directions.

The garden was instantly enveloped in smoke and dust, a truly breathtaking sight.

Grandma Hong's lips suddenly drooped slightly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face. Her eyes widened as if she couldn't see clearly, seemingly unable to accept what was happening before her eyes.

He unconsciously exclaimed in disbelief, "Illusion turning into reality, from the unreal to the real, the interplay of the real and the unreal—it's truly amazing!"

The voice carried a hint of surprise and awe, but even more so, immense joy. With such a great improvement in his skills, he now had a greater chance of succeeding in what he wanted to do.

He remained silent for a moment, then suddenly his eyes turned cold, a sneer appeared on his lips, and a sharp sword appeared on his body. In a flash, he blocked the path of several figures.

His first move was accompanied by a chilling, eerie wind; in the deep, cold courtyard, surrounded by a hazy, folding atmosphere, it was terrifying.

The newcomer blocked his way, and he didn't rush forward for a moment.

The other figures around also stopped and watched from a distance.

Granny Hong's voice was cold and unwelcoming, hoarse as she said, "Mr. Sun, please stop here. Entering without permission is not the way of a gentleman."

His gaze was fixed on the shadows behind him, and he let out a cold snort. A sword flashed, the sound of it tearing through the air sharp and piercing.

Sun Daru chuckled softly, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, as if speaking to an old friend, "Grandma Hong, how have you been? It's been a long time since I've seen you out and about."

Granny Hong glanced at Sun Daru, whom she had previously found difficult to defeat, but now seemed less apprehensive. A realization dawned on her; she thought to herself, 'Indeed, everyone has something to rely on, and that's why I've become a little too presumptuous.'

He nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly, "It is indeed inappropriate for Mr. Sun to come here so late at night instead of going to bed. He should go back."

Sun Daru's eyes changed slightly, and he chuckled, "I'm sorry to bother you. I just suddenly sensed a violent fluctuation of dragon energy here, so I came to take a look in case anything goes wrong."

Since there's nothing else, I apologize for my abruptness and will take my leave.

He said goodbye, but his eyes never left, as if he was waiting quietly.

Three zhang away, Sect Leader Shan slowly emerged, dressed in a cautious palace gown embroidered with green lotus leaves and vibrant lotus flowers, looking like a delicate and pretty young woman.

Tonight, she wore two ponytails, and her delicate figure evoked a protective instinct in people.

Her long, jet-black hair was glossy and beautiful. A gentle breeze blew through it, and the slightly curled strands exuded a faint fragrance. Her hair swayed in the wind, and she possessed both stunning beauty and a delicate charm. Even the old woman couldn't help but admire Master Shan.

She thought to herself, 'What a vixen; she's got a knack for seducing people.'

A barely perceptible smirk of amusement flickered in his eyes as he watched Sun Daru and Master Shan intently.

His gaze shifted between the two, his face displaying an expression of both anticipation and curiosity. Hero and beauty, beauty and hero—who would emerge victorious?

Sun Daru, however, showed no embarrassment. A hint of wariness flickered in his eyes, while a clear mind remained focused. He watched calmly, a fleeting complex emotion flashing across his face. The royal city was finally becoming increasingly agitated because of the royal city.

At this moment, in the distance, a familiar face appeared—a man in a brocade robe with gold trim—it was Uncle Qian, who stood quietly to one side. Just now, the dragon's aura had surged, creating quite a commotion.

Just now, the dragon energy within the entire royal city was surging and rolling, with a majestic and incomparably powerful aura, like an unstoppable torrent that was rapidly disappearing.

Even more terrifying than the thunder and lightning in the sky, and the howling winds that swept across the land, was the dragon energy of the royal city. It was not something that ordinary people could cultivate; only the royal family or those permitted by the royal city could cultivate it.

Moreover, it's not just casual cultivation; the dragon energy is dense and unique, especially within the royal city area, where the dragon energy provides a natural advantage.

The rapid dissipation of the dragon energy just now left a gap, but the fluctuations of the dragon energy were on the side of the princess. It was not appropriate for them to interfere without authorization.

With a calm expression, he waited quietly.

Jingzhai composed herself, calming her agitated emotions and slightly flushed face. Dressed in black with a veil, she gently concealed herself.

Its momentum was not diminished in the slightest. Its aura was vast and powerful, and the air around it vibrated as if mountains were collapsing and tsunamis were surging, with waves crashing and covering the sky and the earth, like a million-strong army rushing in with unstoppable force.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived beside Granny Hong.

Grandma Hong bowed slightly and stepped back, but her heart was burning with rage, and she was not afraid of the people around her.

Jingzhai appeared quietly, and the eyes of those around him narrowed. Without any attempt to conceal himself, his terrifying aura was awe-inspiring, like a stampede of ten thousand horses, and an invisible sense of oppression swept over them.

He glanced around coldly, and the people who had been hidden all bowed in greeting.

Sun Daru's eyes widened in surprise, then flickered before he congratulated her, "Congratulations, Princess."

Uncle Qian flashed to Sun Daru's side, bowed slightly, and said, "Greetings, Princess. Congratulations, Princess. Welcome back to the city."

He was about to say something else, but now he hesitated. His previous thoughts were now all uncertain, given the Princess's breakthrough, especially since she had spent quite some time in the border region.

Jingzhai nodded slightly and bowed in return.

His eyes shone brightly, his gaze as sharp as lightning, like the brightest star in the night sky, radiating an unprecedented confidence and determination. His voice was soft yet powerful, revealing a composed and confident demeanor.

She said softly, "I've been away from the city for several days, and I never expected to receive so much attention and welcome upon my return. I am truly honored."