Chapter 393 - 139: Mere Barbarian Wild Gods, How Dare You Run Rampant; He Is Reliable After All

Many were shocked and surprised. After all, who could have imagined that Jiang Lan possessed such strength? He had truly come from behind.

Recently, rumors had been circulating throughout the Imperial Capital that he possessed the Mandate of Heaven. They said he was favored by the heavens, a man of great destiny whose future accomplishments would be unimaginable.

’How long has it been since he began cultivating, yet he already has such strength? If he were given a little more time, who among his peers could possibly be his match?’

Only Emperor Xia, who stood with a placid expression and her hands clasped behind her back, had a vague idea of Jiang Lan’s objective. Still, she felt the situation was far from optimistic. In the unseen depths of fate, she felt a sense of unease.

But she couldn’t pinpoint the source of her disquiet...

"Lan’Er is simply excited by the challenge. Should anything unexpected happen, I am here. Naturally, no one will be able to harm a single hair on his head."

"They are merely a few uncivilized barbarian rats. They can’t stir up any real trouble," Jiang Lintian said flatly.

Emperor Xia glanced at him. Hearing his words, she knew Jiang Lan had already achieved his goal.

’He’s using himself as bait. If he were in danger, how could Jiang Lintian possibly stand by and do nothing?’

She felt a slight warmth, a touch of emotion. She had to admit, at a time when she was isolated and without aid, Jiang Lan was willing to risk his own safety to coerce his father into helping her.

"Your Majesty, though the Imperial Capital is guarded, the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect are attacking with ferocious momentum."

"Perhaps we should end the Southern Hunting exercise here for now and focus on resolving the chaos in the Imperial Capital?" Several ministers exchanged worried glances before stepping forward to plead their case.

Most of the court’s major powers were gathered here in Qianyuan Prefecture—the nobility, dukes, and generals. If they allowed the Blood Immortal Sect to wreak havoc in the Imperial Capital, they feared it would lead to even greater trouble.

But for now, Emperor Xia neither acted nor stated her position, leaving everyone unable to fathom her thoughts.

"It is of no concern," Emperor Xia said coolly.

The ministers had no choice but to retreat.

Only Duke Zhongguo, Prince Zhenbei, Prince Wuxuan, and a few others had a vague inkling of what Emperor Xia was thinking.

’If the Southern Hunting exercise were to be abandoned halfway, over six months of preparation would go up in smoke. Where would she, the emperor, put her face?’

Yet at this very moment, the major Noble Families in the Imperial Capital, who seemed to have received news in advance, were holding back their forces. Even the Imperial Clan Court and the Royal Family itself showed no reaction.

So now, she was merely putting on a brave front. Her hold on the throne was not as stable as it appeared. Faced with such a sudden crisis, her resources were clearly stretched thin.

The Elders from the various Immortal Sect Lineages were all here to observe the ceremony. If the Southern Hunting exercise were to end prematurely because of this, then after today, she, Emperor Xia, would become a laughingstock.

The Blood Immortal Sect was practically walking all over her, yet she seemed to have no way to deal with them.

At that moment, it wasn’t just the Qianyuan Cave Realm that was in chaos. Throughout the Imperial Capital, the sounds of fighting and destruction echoed everywhere.

Patrol squads descended from all corners of the sky, trying to maintain order in the Imperial Capital.

Remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect, hidden in various pavilions and Earth Palaces, seized the opportunity to emerge. Shrouded in a crimson tide, they charged toward the Imperial Palace, attempting to seize the Dragon-Suppressing Seal.

The generals Emperor Xia had previously ordered to guard the four Forbidden Halls immediately led their elite troops to surround them, forming a cordon so tight that not even a fly could get through.

However, around those four Forbidden Halls, many hidden agents emerged. Coordinating with the Blood Immortal Sect experts attacking from the outside, they began destroying the Array Patterns in the Imperial Palace while charging toward the Forbidden Halls.

With a casual wave of her hand, a crystalline light shimmered in the Void before her. A simple, ancient Round Mirror materialized, reflecting the scenes currently unfolding in the Imperial Capital.

A magnificent and vast divine light erupted, as if an ancient Innate Divine Spirit was awakening within the Imperial Palace, its terrifying aura pressing down on the world in all directions.

One Array Pattern after another came to life, erupting with boundless, sky-piercing radiance. The aura it exuded seemed powerful enough to rip the heavens asunder and shake the very stars from the cosmos—it was sharp, domineering, and suppressed all creation.

"The Blood Immortal Sect’s treason is an offense punishable by death. I have long known they would come and have laid an inescapable trap for them within the palace. You may all simply watch the show."

"The Dragon-Suppressing Seal is a National Treasure of Great Xia. How could it possibly be stolen by such petty thieves? They are nothing but mere buffoons."

She spoke in a level tone, the depths of her eyes betraying no emotion, but behind her back, her fair hand quietly clenched into a fist.

Seeing this, many of the ministers were shaken and in an uproar. They hadn’t expected Emperor Xia to have such a trick up her sleeve.

Even the guests from the Immortal Sects were slightly shaken. With their experience, they could naturally tell how terrifyingly powerful the boundless Grand Array was. No wonder Emperor Xia was so calm; it seemed she had long been prepared.

’So the generals and forces she mobilized earlier were to guard against this?’

Only Prince Chong’an seemed to give an obscure, mocking smile.

HUMMM!!!

Deep within the Qianyuan Cave Realm, an aged figure in a blood-red robe stood high in the sky. He brandished a Treasure Banner, from which a sinister wind billowed forth, carrying what seemed to be the cries of a million vengeful souls.

As he waved it, a hazy blood mist swirled and spread. A Blood River materialized, stretching between heaven and earth, seemingly obscuring the entire sky.

Countless white bones could be seen churning within it. Tainted by some mystical substance, they came to life, leaping from the Blood River one after another. They transformed into Bone Demons that knew neither pain nor fear, and in an instant, they swarmed across the land and sky, a countless, overwhelming tide.

The younger generation, who had originally been hunting the Barbarian Race, now shifted their focus and began to battle the army of Bone Demons.

Meanwhile, at the rear, one Spatial Magical Artifact after another opened up. Barbarian Race experts, long hidden within, poured out in a dark, oppressive torrent. They charged forward instantly, howling as they brandished Wolf Fang Clubs or White Bone Staffs, their brute strength astonishing.