The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 405 - 251: Defeating the Imperial Experts of the 3 Academies, Awing the 3 Deities, Emperor Orange Fate Grid "Martial Saint

Master Bai Yue lightly flicked his Duster, formed a Dao Seal, and traced a Talisman in his palm, suddenly chanting, "Nether Moon Dao Skill."

VMMMM!

At the same time, the Border Pass soldiers who followed Lu Mingyuan also sounded the charge against the Great Yan Imperial Guard.

That’s right.

The army Lu Mingyuan had brought back was not the old, weak, and sick soldiers sent to the Northern Pass.

It was Prince Zhenbei’s elite army of fierce generals and strong soldiers—a force of fifty thousand, every one of them a Martial Artist with vigorous qi and blood.

They had changed their armor and uniforms, disguised themselves as the original army, and successfully infiltrated the Capital City!

All of this.

Was part of Lu Mingyuan’s plan.

Coming to the Capital City alone.

Was merely a ruse to make his Imperial Father lower his guard.

In truth, the real reinforcements were still behind.

"Your Highness, leave this to us! You just head for the Imperial Palace!"

The Qi Cultivators from the Dao Alliance, Martial Grandmasters, and the various experts from the Great Yan Mountain and River List who had followed him—Yao Guang, Li Exi, Yu Linglong, and others—all stepped forward.

With their help.

Lu Mingyuan quickly broke through the blockade set up by the many Cultivators of the Imperial City.

He circulated his qi and unleashed a Martial Arts Divine Technique. Opening an aperture in his body, he connected the Heaven and Earth Bridge in his Dantian. With a single palm strike, he channeled the Power of Heaven and Earth. Wisps of Fiery Fire Primordial Qi shot out like fireflies striking a wall, brilliant and dazzlingly bright.

Just one palm strike.

Shattered the massive human wall, causing the entire Imperial City to teeter on the verge of collapse as the City Defense Array slowly began to activate.

Suddenly.

Rainbow lights flickered between heaven and earth, and three figures appeared, blocking Lu Mingyuan’s path.

One was an old man in a Confucian Shirt with a face as red as a date. To his sides stood a Military General in armor, carrying a sword, with a leopard cat perched on his shoulder, his bearing heroic and valiant. The third was a tall woman in a grand palace dress, exuding an air of eternal youth. Her... chest was quite impressive, and her body was shrouded in a fine, watery mist.

The old man in the Confucian Shirt was very polite. He bowed to Lu Mingyuan and said in a clear voice, "This old one, the City God Chief Official of the Imperial City God Temple, pays his respects to the Crown Prince."

The Sword General said flatly, "From the Golden Body Temple, one of the ten revered statues of the Martial Temple."

"The Emperor City Water God."

The tall woman’s voice was icy, and her beautiful face and red lips exuded a coldness that kept others at a distance.

All three were famous Mountain and Water Deities from within a thousand li of the Great Yan Capital City.

Having been enfeoffed by Great Yan, they were naturally obligated to defend it. If they dared to shrink from the enemy or deliberately hide their strength, their Golden Bodies would be shattered, they would be buried in the Dragon Vein to serve as nourishment for Great Yan’s Destiny, their temples would be struck from the records, and they would be forgotten by the world. Such would be their fate.

"You dare to block my path? Aren’t you afraid of death?"

Lu Mingyuan asked.

The Sword General’s expression was resolute, and his voice was ethereal and distant. "I already died once in battle for Great Yan in my previous life. Now, after enjoying centuries of incense offerings, I must risk the shattering of my Golden Body to protect the Imperial City."

These Mountain and Water Deities helped the Dynasty’s monarch keep watch and constrain the Three Religions’ Influence in the various provinces. There was nothing inherently wrong with that.

But now, by blocking Lu Mingyuan’s path, they had committed the greatest sin.

He looked at the three Human Deities and said in a grave voice, "You may be Yin Spirit Bodies at the Peak of the Eleventh Realm, but Great Yan’s Fortune is no longer as glorious as it once was. Your auras fluctuate with the national fortune and are far weaker than before. If you retreat now, you still have a chance to survive."

These True Gods had protected the people of their lands and accumulated considerable merit; they were not evil beings.

If he were to kill them recklessly, it would destabilize the local Destiny and cause Ghostly Spirits and Monsters to run rampant.

Lu Mingyuan, who had originally intended to reason with them, instantly abandoned the idea upon seeing their do-or-die stance.

He sighed. "So be it."

Lu Mingyuan’s aura surged forth, immense and powerful like a plummeting waterfall. He no longer concealed it, revealing it without reservation. The Thousand Mechanism Blood Divine Jade, which could suppress his aura, dimmed at that moment.

The Thousand Mechanism Blood Divine Jade was meant to suppress the turbulent and frenzied martial aura on Lu Mingyuan’s body.

In the Cold Palace, he had to keep a low profile. He wore the Thousand Mechanism Blood Divine Jade to avoid being too conspicuous and having his true Cultivation discovered.

Now, if he wanted to storm the Imperial City, he had no choice but to unleash his full power.

This terrifying aura instantly caused the expressions of the three Human Deities to change.

The entire Imperial City shook violently, and a towering, colossal Martial Dao Body arose, blotting out the sun.

A figure clad in complete Taotie Qilin Armor erupted from the ground. His entire body was engulfed in pouring flames. The earth cracked open, spewing forth torrents of magma that threatened to incinerate all the ghostly and evil spirits in the world!

A hundred-zhang-tall Blazing Long Saber stood horizontally across the sky. The thousand-zhang-tall Dharma Body was domineering and unrivaled, like a Demon Lord.

"You still have a chance to regret this before my saber falls."

The ethereal voice echoed from the Nine Heavens, like a countdown to death.

The Water Goddess’s eyes glazed over. Standing atop the Imperial City, she looked up at the towering, enormous Dharma Body and murmured:

"He’s just too strong... unreasonably so..."

’The one from the Cold Palace back then... has he really grown this powerful...?’

She suddenly recalled something and said to the two Deities beside her, "Wait... This goddess once had a fateful connection with the Sixth Prince, Lu Mingyuan. Perhaps I can negotiate with him."

The old man in the Confucian Shirt from the City God Temple sensed her intentions and advised, "You must think this through. If we let the Crown Prince of Great Yan pass, we will have no place left in Great Yan. It’s a dead end for us."

The Water Goddess smiled faintly. "But what if he succeeds?"

The Sword General asked in a deep voice, "You think he can succeed?"

"Do you want to die right now?"

the Water Goddess asked calmly.

The Sword General immediately fell silent.

...

「At the gates of the Imperial Palace.」

The entire Imperial Palace suddenly trembled, sending up a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky.