The imperial capital of Daxia.

Deep inside the palace.

Ancient palace.

There are still royal disciples guarding outside the ancient palace.

There were even more royal family members who had not received any guard duties and were patrolling nearby.

Every member of the royal family put away their previous perfunctory attitude on their faces.

There was more or less excitement on their faces.

Even though he was far away, he would glance at the tightly closed door of the ancient temple from time to time.

They had known about it two days ago.

Their ancestor, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The Holy Emperor of Daxia is still alive.

Moreover, it was in this ancient temple where they were waiting!
The Holy Emperor of Great Xia, the most powerful being in history.

With his own strength, he ended the chaotic world of martial arts and founded the Great Xia Dynasty.

In Daxia, who hasn't grown up listening to the glorious deeds of the Holy Emperor?

Who doesn't have infinite admiration for the invincible Holy Emperor?
After learning that the Holy Emperor was still alive, they volunteered to wait near this ancient temple.

Just to see the Holy Emperor.

However, during these two days, they only saw uncles and aunts carrying many large black cloth bags, entering the palace door and then closing it.

Did not see the Holy Emperor.

They all wanted to catch a glimpse of the invincible Holy Emperor when the door of the ancient palace opened.

In the ancient temple at this time.

The door to the inner hall was closed.

A strong smell of blood wafted out from the door.

More than twenty top masters of the royal family were kneeling at the gate.

After the thief left, they immediately went out to collect blood food for the Holy Emperor.

During the two days, apart from beating a few rats from the Chivalrous Alliance to death, there was no other obstruction.

They were very successful and collected enough blood food for the Holy Ancestor.

At this time, the Holy Ancestor was absorbing the blood inside.

I should be able to complete the last step soon and master the supreme Nirvana skill!

These top masters all knelt in front of the gate, with expressions of extreme excitement on their faces.

Waiting for the Holy Ancestor to come out from inside!!
In the ancient palace.

The Bagua carvings that were damaged in the battle have been re-carved.

The four blood pools were filled with blood, which was constantly churning and almost overflowing.

Ji Wushang, with his eyes closed, sat cross-legged on the Tai Chi fish.

Next to the blood pool, there were several old men whose teeth were almost all lost.

Excitement and fanaticism appeared on their old faces. They bowed their heads and knelt there, not daring to move for fear of disturbing the Saint Emperor's practice.

Suddenly, there were bursts of demonic sounds in the hall.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stickier, as if the entire hall was immersed in a pool of blood.

The light radiated by the bright night pearls was all tinged with a thick, bright red color.

The blood in the blood pool seemed to be guided.

Like surging waves, they surge towards the Bagua diagram, and with the sound of "shua" flowing water, they gather towards the Tai Chi fish in the center.

Then, from the eyes of the Tai Chi fish, it turned into two thick streams of blood that swirled upwards and climbed up Ji Wushang's body.

Around its body.

Ji Wushang closed his eyes tightly, and no expression could be seen in his blurred facial features.

However, as he continued to breathe, the blood and energy lingering around him slowly flowed into his withered body.

The withered body was like cotton, absorbing the blood and energy as it rose and fell.

This process lasted for half an hour.

Finally, the blood in the blood pool emptied.

There is not a single red thread left in the carvings of the Eight Trigrams.

All the blood that swirled upwards from the Tai Chi fish's eyes then poured into Ji Wushang's body.

The magic sound stopped.

The Tao essence dissipated.

The sword whistled and stopped.

The golden body turned into ordinary color.

Ji Wushang's body, which was like a dead branch, suddenly showed a trace of blood.

Even, it started to appear red!!

It's like welcoming a newborn baby!!

The old men kneeling beside the blood pool raised their heads one by one, looking at Ji Wushang's vibrant body, tears streaming from their cloudy eyes. Finally!!
Holy Emperor!!
Their Holy Emperor!!

Finally, it’s about to be revitalized!
Finally, I get to live again!!

The efforts of several generations and over a hundred years of the royal family will soon bear fruit!!

They all looked up and stared at the supreme body of the Holy Emperor, staring at the flesh that was about to burst out with vitality, their faces filled with tears.

But, in their excited sight.

That hint of vitality quickly dissipated.

No.

Not dissipated.

Instead, he returned to the body of the Holy Emperor.

It seems that that vitality is reluctant to emerge now.

They watched with their own eyes the body of the Holy Ancestor.

It turned from rosy to withered quickly.

Except that it has a little more blood and energy than before.

Not much has changed.

These old men were all stunned and looked at the Holy Emperor.

Ji Wushang slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at his own body and showed no disappointment.

Even the corners of his mouth curled up.

Seems very satisfied.

“Holy Emperor! Did it??”

The old man kneeling beside him saw the Holy Emperor smiling.

They all thought that the Holy Emperor had become emperor, and they shouted with great excitement!

Ji Wushang raised his lips, looked at the tightly closed door of the palace, and said:
"There is only one step left~".

"The last step?" Several old men all thought of something.

There was a hint of pain at first, but it soon turned into determination.

He bowed deeply to Ji Wushang, then stood up and walked towards the door of the hall.

Ji Wushang behind him said:

"Call here all the royal children who are above the top class."

Several old men paused and stood there.

The former head of the Zhenwu Division turned around, showing a trace of pity on his face, and said in a trembling voice:
"Holy Emperor."

The corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But Ji Wushang had already closed his eyes and said only one word:

"Go~".

The old man's mouth was trembling, and he could no longer say anything.

Looking at Ji Wushang, that withered body that was about to burst into life, he finally turned his neck stiffly.

Together with several old men, he slowly walked out of the hall.

It's almost evening.

The rolling clouds in the mountains were all dyed with a layer of red glow.

Under the red clouds, Ji Wuya was still gathering his invisible sword energy and attacking Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan just raised his hand, not even bothering to wave.

He just flicked his fingers and dispersed the invisible sword energy.

His eyes kept glancing towards the stove not far away.

Next to the stove, there were many pheasants and wild ducks tied with ropes.

There was half a piece of venison and some green fruits.

The flame was burning in the stove, making a crackling sound.

The soup in the pot was emitting vapor rising up.

Ji Wuhui peeled an orange with his slender fingers.

Put the orange flesh aside, tear the orange peel into slices and throw it into the pot.

He stirred the pot a few times with a long wooden spoon and a look of joy appeared on his face as he smelled the delicious aroma emanating from the pot.

This is her second day here.

In addition to hunting a lot of game, she also picked a lot of fruit.

I added some meat to the soup and it tasted better.

She turned to Ji Wuya and said:

"Father, the soup is ready. Let's drink some first!"

(End of this chapter)