Daxia, the border of Jingzhou.

Two rays of light descended from the sky and slowly landed outside Jingzhou City, revealing the figures of Shen Yuan and Xue Mingzhi.

Shen Yuan raised his head and looked intently at the city in front of him.

The mottled city walls built of huge stones are dozens of feet high. The Acropolis stretches across the vast plain, dividing the earth like a mountain.

Inside the thick city wall, Shen Yuan's powerful Yang Shen consciousness could easily see through the incomplete formation patterns and spiritual essence hidden within it.

One can imagine what kind of power such a magnificent city would be able to unleash once the formation covering the entire city was activated during its heyday.

There are thirty-six such Acropolis in the entire Jingzhou, standing in various places to guard the central imperial capital.

“The time when Jingzhou Acropolis was built is unknown. It is said that it was built even earlier than the imperial capital. Each Acropolis is large enough to accommodate millions of people.

During the era of spiritual energy depletion, a Jingzhao Yin once thought that these majestic walls would hinder the development of the inner city of the Acropolis and proposed to demolish the walls. However, after spending a lot of manpower and material resources, no damage was caused to the walls, and the government and the public gave up the idea.

Xue Mingzhi couldn't help but sigh:

"With the arrival of the spiritual energy tide, the thirty-six Jingzhou citadels have also recovered some of their power. The formations between the citadels are linked together to form the largest forbidden-air formation in the entire Xuanhuang Realm.

No one can fly within Jingzhou beyond the borders of the Acropolis."

There was a hint of deep shock in Xue Mingzhi's words.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of great power built the city that could still retain such a large-scale no-fly formation after experiencing several spiritual energy tides.

Shen Yuan looked normal. He had seen descriptions of Jingzhou Acropolis in various books in the electronic scripture library, but this was the first time he saw this magnificent Acropolis with his own eyes.

From the outside, the scale of the Acropolis is almost close to that of Fengdu City in the world of the living.

Of course, Fengdu City is mainly located in the underworld, and its scale is almost equivalent to the entire underworld, and cannot be measured by the world of the living alone.

Standing outside the city, Shen Yuan could clearly feel the rich power of incense and the destiny of humanity in the Acropolis. Clear lines of incense and wishes rose from the Acropolis into the sky, connecting to the imperial capital in the center of Jingzhou like a spider web.

Just before the two stopped at the Acropolis, a luxurious carriage slowly drove towards them.

The exterior of the chariot resembles an ancient pavilion, and in front of it are four dragon horses with red hair that look like burning flames.

The person driving the dragon-horse chariot was an old man wearing a red robe and had an aged face. The aura around him showed that he was a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Transformation.

"Master, please get in the car!"

The old coachman came up to the two men and spoke humbly.

Xue Mingzhi took the initiative to step forward, pull open the curtain, and invite Shen Yuan into the dragon carriage.

As the two men took their seats, the dragon-horse chariot slowly drove towards the direction of Jingzhou Acropolis. The huge chariot occupied several lanes but did not attract any criticism. Most people in the Acropolis seemed to have become accustomed to this.

Only some tourists from other places were surprised and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but they were stopped by the soldiers patrolling the Acropolis.

The dragon-horse chariot entered the Acropolis unhindered and ran along the wide road.

The boiling blood in the dragon horse's body is as dazzling as a torch, and its speed is far beyond that of an ordinary car.

Inside the carriage, Shen Yuan glanced at the four dragon horses that were comparable to cultivators in the Qi Transformation Realm and the driver who was in the middle stage of the Qi Transformation Realm, and said jokingly:

"It seems that your Xue family has a deep foundation!"

Although the world is now able to support the arrival of powerful masters who have reached the state of Divine Transformation, there are only a few great monks who can reach the state of Divine Transformation in such a short time. Even powerful Qi-cultivating masters are still rare.

Being able to produce four dragon horses of extraordinary bloodlines and a charioteer in the middle stage of Qi transformation can definitely be considered an impressive feat.

Shen Yuan's words made Xue Mingzhi smile bitterly:

"Sir, you are joking. Although my Xue family has some foundation, we are not qualified to raise this blazing dragon chariot.

The four blazing dragon horses and the charioteer were all gifts from Emperor Xia half a month ago."

“Although many people in the clan were very excited and thought that I was appreciated by Emperor Xia, even I thought so at one point.

But it was not until I received the order from Emperor Xia a few days ago that I realized that this Blazing Dragon Horse Chariot was lent to you by me for you to use in Jingzhou."

Xue Mingzhi's talent is not that great, but he has one advantage that is different from ordinary people, that is, he knows very well his own weight and never overestimates or underestimates himself.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan just smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

Xue Mingzhi's mind moved, and he leaned forward subconsciously, and asked curiously:

"Sir, are you dissatisfied with this Blazing Dragon Chariot?"

As soon as he said this, Xue Mingzhi realized that his words were somewhat offensive, and quickly added:

"A few dragon horses with dragon blood are indeed not worthy of your status, sir. At least a real dragon from the Four Rivers Dragon Palace is qualified to drive for you."

In Xue Mingzhi's mind, driving a real dragon is the highest standard vehicle.

However, Xue Mingzhi saw that Shen Yuan just shook his head lightly, and his words were calm and indifferent:

"They are not qualified yet."

Xue Mingzhi was stunned. He knew in his heart that Shen Yuan would never lie about such trivial matters. At this moment, his heart was already in turmoil.

"Even the real dragons in the Four Rivers Dragon Palace are not qualified, so who can drive for you, sir?"

Xue Mingzhi didn't know that when Shen Yuan entered Fengdu City before, the Ox-Headed Yin Shuai manifested his true form and personally dragged the imperial chariot to greet him.

How can the status of the ten Yin Marshals who have been promoted to celestial beings and the Emperor's Chariot, which was once the most precious treasure of the underworld, be compared with that of a mere real dragon in the Dragon Palace?

In just a few words, the blazing dragon chariot had already driven out of the border city and was galloping towards the imperial capital.

Shen Yuan withdrew his thoughts and looked at the outside environment.

Only when he truly arrived at the core area of ​​Daxia, the center where the destiny of humanity converges, could Shen Yuan clearly feel why humanity could dominate the Xuanhuang Realm.

In this vast land of Jingzhou, every mountain, river, lake and forest is covered by the destiny of humanity.

The thirty-six Acropolises are not only the guard cities that protect the imperial capital, but also the core of the humanitarian formation constructed with the land of one state.

Being in Jingzhou, no matter whether it is the immortal path, the divine path, or the ghost path, they will all be suppressed by the destiny of humanity. As long as an imperial decree is issued by the central court, a powerful god can be easily brought down to the mortal world.

Only those who have achieved Yang God and have all the power belong to themselves can resist the suppression of human destiny to a certain extent.

Of course, the so-called confrontation can only ensure that one will not be crushed to dust under the suppression of humanity's destiny. Even a real person who refines the spirit cannot resist the trend of humanity.

It is precisely because there is such a huge amount of humanitarian luck and humanitarian formation suppression in Jingzhou that all the major caves and blessed places are far away from Jingzhou.

Even after the arrival of the spiritual energy tide, the activities of the disciples of the major caves and blessed lands were outside Jingzhou. This was also the foundation of Daxia as a central dynasty.

However, as the underworld and Daxia formed an alliance, the Daxia imperial court announced an edict to the world, causing many blessed places to have to move to the imperial capital.

Although the imperial capital is the home of Daxia, there is a risk of being suppressed by the luck of humanity if you go there rashly, but if you really don't go to the imperial capital out of fear, it will be in line with the wishes of the Daxia court. In the carriage, Shen Yuan felt the luck of humanity floating around him, and his magic power was actually a bit awkward when it was running.

Shen Yuan frowned slightly, quietly triggering the status of Fengdu Emperor in his body.

Jingzhou is only thousands of miles away from Taizhou, and the status of Emperor Fengdu is far from being weakened as it was in Yunzhou. With a barely detectable aura of the emperor flowing, the suppression of humanity's destiny suddenly disappeared.

In a trance, Xue Mingzhi seemed to see an almighty God sitting in the underworld, with billions of ghosts and gods crawling at his feet.

Such a majestic aura almost made Xue Mingzhi want to worship him.

But in just a moment, everything was gone, as if it was just an illusion.

Before Xue Mingzhi could come to his senses, Shen Yuan had already restrained his status as the King of Fengdu, with an incomprehensible look flashing in his eyes.

Shen Yuan could feel that the essence of humanity's destiny was definitely not weak, and even had some advantages when facing the incomplete status of Emperor Fengdu.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand. The status of the ancient Human Emperor is comparable to that of the Four Great Emperors. Even if the Heavenly Emperor comes to the mortal world, he still needs to show courtesy to the Human Emperor. It is not surprising that the destiny of humanity suppresses the incomplete status of the Fengdu Emperor.

But the problem now is that the humanitarian destiny in Jingzhou seems to lack the power to rule everything. Although there is a rich and heavy humanitarian formation to suppress it, its foundation seems a bit weak and cannot suppress the status of Emperor Fengdu at all.

"Why is that?"

Shen Yuan was full of doubts.

“Although the Great Yin Emperor used the Nine Cauldrons to seal the Xuanhuang Realm and caused the connection between heaven and earth to be severed, causing the Emperor to lose most of his human authority and the Nine Cauldrons, a precious human weapon.

But as the successor of the Humane Dynasty, he should also hold the Imperial Seal and the incomplete title of the Human Emperor."

“Even if we cannot recover to the peak period of ten thousand years ago, we should not be unable to control the destiny of humanity.

Could it be that there is some kind of accident going on here?"

Shen Yuan's thoughts turned, and he suddenly thought of the subtle guidance of the will of heaven and earth, and he became a little wary of this trip to the imperial capital.

Almost at the same time, several secret orders were transmitted into the Yangxin Palace.

Unlike the Jinluan Hall where court meetings were held and important matters were discussed, the Yangxin Hall was where Emperor Xia handled all kinds of secret matters of the dynasty.

Emperor Xia sat upright on the dragon throne. In front of him, a shadow guard wearing black armor and shrouded in shadow slowly handed him a platinum memorial.

Emperor Xia picked up the memorial. The slightly dim light in the Hall of Mental Cultivation turned into a shadow that covered most of his face, making it impossible to see the changes in his expression.

“That person really came.”

Emperor Xia's slightly trembling voice slowly sounded in the Yangxin Palace, with a bit of depression, a bit of anger, and a bit of uncontrollable joy in his words.

Ever since the cave in the Yunwu Mountains came into being and the identity of the Supreme Taoist was confirmed, Emperor Xia has been in great distress.

As an emperor, no one would like to see such unexpected factors that are completely out of his control.

An earthly immortal who can walk in the mortal world can almost overturn everything that the Great Xia court has.

Emperor Xia was filled with fear and did not even dare to approach the Supreme Taoist rashly. He could only use Xue Mingzhi as a medium and test him cautiously.

Even because he was afraid that the Supreme Taoist would become hostile to the Great Xia court, Emperor Xia ordered the killing of the Fifth Prince who tried to interfere in the affairs of the three states in the southern region.

During this process, the Supreme Taoist did solve a lot of troubles for Daxia. The Dongting Lake in Qingzhou, the monsters in Yunfu, the Dragon Palace in Jidu, and the Beimang Mountain, one after another major events that could affect the whole world were easily solved by the Supreme Taoist. This should have been a good thing.

But the more the Supreme Taoist hated evil and the more unscrupulously he suppressed the unrest, the more frightened Emperor Xia became.

This was because he had no idea whether the Supreme Taoist would discover his secret one day and turn his attention to Daxia, just as he had done to suppress the Demon Realm and the Dragon Palace.

Fortunately, this fear came to an end with the appearance of King Fengdu three months ago.

The Great Emperor of Fengdu appeared in Fengdu City. As soon as he was born, he killed the Ten Kings of Hell and ruled the underworld. Both his strength and means were far superior to those of the Supreme Taoist.

More importantly, after three months of indirect hints, Emperor Xia was almost certain that Emperor Fengdu was the genuine Shinto emperor.

The power of the Emperor of Shinto is countless levels higher than that of the Supreme Taoist, and the power of the underworld is far greater than that of the Luoyun Sect of the Supreme Taoist, but Emperor Xia is not too afraid of the Emperor of Fengdu.

Because he knew very well that if the Emperor of Fengdu wanted to maintain his status as the Emperor of Shinto, he must have enough incense and vows, and only Daxia in the world could provide such a large amount of incense and vows.

Humanity and the way of gods and incense are complementary to each other. It is difficult for humanity to be separated from the protection of the way of gods and incense, and the way of gods and incense cannot be separated from the supply of incense and vows from humanity.

In this situation, Emperor Xia has ways to restrain Emperor Fengdu, but he has no means to restrict the Supreme Taoist. This is the real reason why Emperor Xia is afraid of the Supreme Taoist.

“But fortunately, the threat he once was is no longer a threat. As long as he knows what’s best for him and doesn’t disrupt the overall situation between the court and the underworld, there’s no need to push him to the opposite side.

After all, the only ones who have reached a consensus with us are the Six Gods of Luofeng, and the Emperor of Fengdu has not responded yet. It is not easy to ask the Emperor to suppress the Supreme Daoist. "

Emperor Xia spoke slowly, his words carrying a sense of relief.

"Yes!" Below him, the shadow guard responded respectfully.

"Recently, the Crown Prince has been entertaining guests from all over the world, including the Dragon Son of the Yangtze River Dragon Palace who came to the imperial capital, and several true disciples of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. During the banquet, he made many promises to various forces."

Before the shadow guard could finish his words, Emperor Xia interrupted him with his hand.

"Your Highness is the crown prince of Great Xia. It's just a banquet for some guests. You don't need to tell me about such a small matter."

The shadow guard's expression beneath the mask was startled.

Ever since the death of the fifth prince, Emperor Xia has been paying close attention to the movements of the crown prince and other princes, personally intervening in every matter, no matter how big or small.

The Crown Prince's banquet for the true disciples of various powerful forces was no small matter. One thought that it would anger Emperor Xia, but he never expected that Emperor Xia would just take it lightly.

The chaotic years flashed through his mind, but on the surface Shadow Guard did not show any expression, but just responded respectfully again:

"yes!"

"Go down!"

The shadow guard's body seemed to turn into a shadow and blend into the corner, disappearing into the Yangxin Palace.

Emperor Xia leaned back in his chair, an indescribable strange expression emerging on his majestic and old face.

"Crown Prince? Daxia will not need him soon."