Lu Yuan had always wanted to know.

What happens when the Celestial Emperor's Ancient Order truly exerts its power?

What effect does the so-called ordaining of Immortal Gods have?

Unfortunately, even having past life memories, he knows very little about this forbidden artifact.

Most of his understanding comes from Jiang Ningxian, who informed him of the true importance of the Celestial Emperor's Ancient Order.

Now, he's about to gather the third piece; according to his estimates, he could start using it thereafter.

Yet regarding all this, Lu Yuan remains calm and doesn't show it.

It's not that he doesn't trust Jiang Ningxian.

It's just that the Celestial Emperor's Ancient Order is far too significant.

At this stage, it's best not to inform outsiders about it.

At this moment, he walks side by side with the other, heading toward the highest seat of the Lingxiao Palace.

However, moving with a careful attitude, they proceed very slowly.

In the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm so far, no major crisis has occurred.

But that doesn't mean there's none.

Especially in such an important place, caution is needed even more.

Even Jiang Ningxian is the same, covered in strands of resplendent light, protecting her body and soul.

This grand hall is vast, but essentially like the previous Dragon Hall Crystal Palace and the Kongtong Mountain Guang Chengzi Dao Field, it leaves behind very little, sparing the need for thorough examination.

Everything is clearly presented before them.

Slowly, as the two proceed.

They finally reach the steps beneath the Dragon Throne, counting them reveals a total of ninety-nine steps.

"I recall, in your history, the Emperor is the Son of Heaven, and there's a saying of being the utmost honored of ninety-five?"

Jiang Ningxian does not immediately ascend but turns her head to ask, evidently well-researched in the history of this world.

"That's right, ninety-five refers to the Son of Heaven, while ninety-nine refers to the Human Emperor." Lu Yuan nods and looks at the silhouette on the Emperor's Throne, pondering whether the Human Emperor truly sits there.

Only a few could be called Human Emperor and thus the Celestial Emperor in Chinese history.

His previous encounters mostly dealt with items left by such beings.

Yet he had never truly seen such a figure.

Regarding the silhouette on the Emperor's Throne.

It was curious.

Still vague, unseeable.

"Even if it's not the Human Emperor, it's greatly related."

Jiang Ningxian contemplates, then without another word, and after exchanging a glance with Lu Yuan, steps onto the steps immediately.

No changes occur, it remains the same as before; not even any peculiar aura is felt.

Thus, their ascent grows faster and faster, drawing nearer and nearer.

Simultaneously, an inexplicable feeling haunts their hearts.

"Deadly aura, it's deadly aura!"

After sensing this, Jiang Ningxian narrows her eyes slightly: "Deadly aura, upon contact, easily extracts the vital essence of life; generally, it emerges only after beings at least beyond Immortal status fall."

As she speaks, she waves her hand slightly and a Jade Talisman appears, radiating strands of light.

Isolating that mysterious aura outside; she seems long prepared.

Lu Yuan sees this and does not find it strange at all.

The opponent holds a significant position in the Jiang lineage, very crucial.

Now having brought only one person, survival means from family elders are certainly ample.

And due to Jiang Ningxian's words, he felt increasingly that the figure on the Emperor's Throne was extraordinary.

Finally, both climb up.

They finally manage to see the figure on the Emperor's Throne clearly.

His figure is towering, head adorned with an Emperor's Crown, dressed in a pure black Emperor's Robe.

Though deceased, he still possesses a majestic imposingness, unmatched between heaven and earth.

Who knows how long he has been sitting here, yet his body remains uncorrupted, though his head slightly bows, and his face is covered by a mysterious force, rendering his visage unclear...

"Could it be... Zulong, Emperor Shi?" Soon, Lu Yuan roughly guesses the identity.

The Qin Dynasty revered the virtue of water, and the black Dragon Robe was the only one in Chinese history.

Combined with the information provided earlier by Jiang Ningxian.

It makes him more certain.

This... might really be the Zulong.

No wonder no tomb was found in the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum.

But why would the Imperial Body of Zulong Emperor Shi appear here?

Jiang Ningxian also agreed immensely with Lu Yuan's speculation, and couldn't help but speak: "Could it be, that Zulong's campaign back then failed?"

As she finishes, she steps forward slightly, wanting to know the cause of death, intending to employ Secret Technique for investigation.

"Be careful!"

But at this instant, Lu Yuan suddenly protests.

He sensed something amiss.

Fearing repercussions.

Yet it was ultimately too late.

As Jiang Ningxian moved.

The Imperial Body of 'Zulong' unexpectedly moved.

He slowly lifts his head, as if resurrecting, actually opening his eyes directly.

Boom~

The next instant.

Both feel a pounding in their minds.

As though their souls were obliterated.

A formidable force floods into their bodies.

Even the methods Jiang Ningxian used to protect herself temporarily lost efficacy; she froze in place, her eyes vacant.

Lu Yuan also felt immense pressure, directly employing Visualization Technique to maintain clear consciousness, constantly channeling his inner strength in resistance.

But as time progresses, his body trembles, unable to withstand, as if facing an insurmountable entity, an experience he had never faced before.

Finally, who knows how much time passed.

When Lu Yuan regains clarity.

He finds himself in a pristine white space, unable to discern direction or sense the passage of time.

"How many years has it been? Finally, I meet a descendant of the Chinese bloodline once more."

Suddenly, a voice emerges, sounding gentle.

Yet also exuding authority.

Instantly.

Lu Yuan raises his head, discovering a figure standing in front of him.

Clad in a black Emperor's Robe and Crown, hands behind his back, towering and unparalleled.

It's exactly the figure from before on the Emperor's Throne.

"Are you... Zulong?"

He asks, eyes filled with surprise, slightly astounded that he is facing a figure from over two thousand years ago...

"It seems someone eventually left records about me." Zulong speaks, yet doesn't turn: "Back then, I foresaw the failure of my campaign, leaving a will. Time is short, so let's get to the most crucial points."

"In my era, the world underwent great changes, evolution paths opened, I vanquished the Six Kingdoms, gathered the destiny of humanity, climbed atop the Immortal Realm, aiming to conquer the Outer Realm."

"The universe is vast, star realms are numerous as sands, I aimed to dominate within the cosmos, but later found that the true foe wasn't in this world."

"But by then it was too late, coordinates exposed, ultimately forcing isolation through absolute means, sealing the world."

"Yet those people will return eventually, thus leaving a will for posterity."

"Since you've reached before me, that implies opportunity, implies fortune."

"As such, the fortune of me, I bestow unto you."

He speaks, giving Lu Yuan no room for response.

It seems as mentioned before, time is scarce, leading to sharing some of the most important.

And after Zulong finishes speaking, a Celestial Emperor's Ancient Order emerges slowly from him.

This is the third piece.

Finally.

It falls into Lu Yuan's hands.

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