Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Remaining Diagram

  Chu, imperial palace.

  Deep night, Forbidden City.

  After nightfall, the imperial city was under curfew, and the palace gates were closed. At this time, the Imperial Guard began to patrol the inner city, responsible for the security of the imperial city. Occasionally, apart from the sound of torches burning, there was only the faint sound of armor colliding when the Imperial Guard passed by.

  This is the core of Da Chu, where the highest ruler of the empire resides.

  The imperial guards' faces were solemn, patrolling the inner city, without any noise or slackness. Every person's face revealed a highly vigilant expression. Each of the imperial guards was an elite selected from thousands! Being able to join the imperial guards is an honor for the soldiers.

  It is precisely because of this that the defense of the imperial city can be said to be the most stringent in the world, and even those famous Jianghu Tianji high-ranking officials dare not enter lightly.

  "Who!"

  Suddenly, the leading Imperial Guard commander drew his sword and shouted.

  Almost at the same time, hundreds of forbidden soldiers behind him drew their swords simultaneously, and a stern murderous intent was revealed in the uniform sound.

  Under such a tight defense, those who can still penetrate deep into the imperial city are by no means ordinary people.

  Flickering flames.

  A shadow flickered, and footsteps echoed, growing louder from afar.

  Following the sound and looking over, a man wearing a green shirt walked with his hands behind his back, ignoring the shouts of hundreds of imperial guards.

  "How dare you!" The commander of the Imperial Guard suddenly bellowed.

  One step forward, the sword in his hand drew a long beam of light, straight to the throat of the approaching person. In the imperial city, everyone's attire is regulated, such as palace maids who can only wear plain white robes, eunuchs who can only wear blue shirts, and the attire of the approaching person, at a glance, it is clear that he is not from the imperial city.

  "I trespassed into the imperial city, a capital offense!"

  Hundreds of guards scattered quickly and surrounded the incoming group.

  The man stopped in his tracks, the firelight casting a glow on his face, and it was only then that everyone saw clearly that the newcomer was a middle-aged Taoist priest, with thick eyebrows and black whiskers, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, with eyes like stars, deep and unfathomable.

  Watching the approaching Imperial Guard, the Taoist slightly furrowed his brow, stretched out his right hand, and accurately plucked the sword body with his index finger.

  Ahh!!

  A crisp sound, the iron sword snapped.

  The sword that the Imperial Guard leader must kill with one strike was actually deflected by this person's single finger, and even the scabbard was broken into two sections. At the same time, a terrifying power transmitted through the broken sword, shattering the Imperial Guard leader's tiger mouth, blood dripping down...

  "Get out!" the Taoist priest said in a deep voice.

  No scolding, no murderous intent, just two simple words.

  The commander of the forbidden army was shocked, wanting to open his mouth, but found himself unable to move a single bit. The pressure like a mountain made him feel extremely difficult even opening his mouth to speak, let alone stop the incoming person.

  The night wind is bleak and mournful.

  Hundreds of forbidden troops were shocked by the breath released by this nameless Taoist and did not dare to move a single inch.

  At this moment, a gentle force came out of thin air and dissolved the power, then heard a familiar voice.

  "Feng Ling, why bother being polite to these ordinary people..."

  "It's the State Preceptor!" The Imperial Guards' morale greatly boosted.

  Guoshi is the immortal master behind the State of Chu. To ordinary people, Guoshi is a deity!

  The Taoist frowned, gazing into the void, and said, "Xiao Juezi, stop pretending to be a ghost with me here, get out."

  The commander of the Forbidden Army was shocked.

  Who is this person? How dare he be so rude to the national teacher?

  "I am in the inner city of Xiao Jue Palace, quietly waiting for Feng Ling's brother to arrive..." That familiar voice sounded again.

  The Taoist let out a cold snort, swung his sleeves and walked towards the inner city.

  Hundreds of imperial guards were left standing there, not daring to move a single step. It wasn't until much later that the oppressive atmosphere that had been weighing on everyone finally began to dissipate. The leader of the imperial guards let out a long sigh, gazing in the direction where the Taoist had disappeared, and felt a wave of fear wash over him.

  "Are we just going to let that Taoist enter?" a newly recruited imperial guard couldn't help but ask.

  Tong Ling turned his head back, glanced at the Jinyiwei who asked the question, and didn't say a word.

  Pick up the broken sword on the ground and shout "Continue patrolling!"

  Sheathing their swords, the Imperial Guards marched away in unison, gradually disappearing into the distance.

  At the forefront, the trembling right hand of the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army tightly grasped the hilt of his sword and looked back in the direction where the nameless Taoist had disappeared.

  "With just one finger, he has such power. Is this someone we can stop? Moreover, the national teacher has spoken, if I still foolishly try to stop him, I'm afraid I won't even know how I die." These words were not spoken by the leader of the imperial guards.

  In his view, that new recruit of the Imperial Guard was still too tender and didn't know that this world had many existences that they couldn't touch.

  Xiao Jue Gong

  It is a palace specially built for the national teacher by the imperial family of the Chu Empire. The interior is extremely luxurious, and even compared to the bedroom of the Yellow Emperor of the Chu State, it will not be inferior. The nameless Taoist came all the way, straight into the Xiao Jue Palace, and there was no obstruction on the road, I thought that the national teacher had already instructed the servants.

  After entering Xiao Jue Palace, Daoist scanned the luxurious decorations around him with a frown.

  He doesn't like this luxurious place.

  "Brother Feng's grand arrival is imminent, Xiao Zuo has been slow and remiss."

  The palace had two rows of luxurious taishi chairs, with tiger skin as the carpet. In the middle, a pale-faced middle-aged man lay on the tiger skin, and behind him, beautiful maids carefully peeled fruit and fed it into his mouth.

  "You really know how to enjoy yourself." Feng Ling Lao Dao stood in the main hall, speaking sarcastically.

  "If not for enjoyment, why would I stay in this mundane world?" Xiao Juezi sat up and waved his hand to dismiss the maid. After the maid retreated, he spoke up, "However, Brother Feng Ling, you're wholeheartedly devoted to bitter cultivation, so why do you still want to stay in this mundane world? You should know that the primal energy of the mundane world can't compare to that of the outside world..."

  Feng Ling walked over to the old-fashioned armchair beside him and sat down.

  "In the outside world, we are just ants, and even survival is a problem, let alone cultivation?"

  "Fearing danger is impossible for a Xian to cultivate, it seems that Feng Ling's state of mind is not enough." Xiao Juezi said with a smile.

  "My cultivation realm is none of your concern." Feng Ling Lao Dao glanced at the other party and said calmly, "On the other hand, what about those things that those guys entrusted to you? How did you handle them?"

  Xiao Juezi heard this and stopped joking, his face turned serious, saying "I found the six broken maps."

  "Only six pieces?" Wind Ling Lao Dao said in a deep voice.

  "Is it not enough?"

  Perhaps in the past, they were high and mighty existences in the mortal world, but now it's different. Because six years ago, that one time the Mortal Array was opened, many old monsters came in, among them there were no less than ten Loose Immortals, and I also heard that a few One-Tribulation Loose Immortals had followed in as well.

  Everything, all because of an ancient land.

  The Castle of Futile Death!

  "I've mobilized the national forces to search for it, but the information about the remaining maps is too vague, and the locations provided by those people are also unclear. It's really difficult to find the remaining maps. How about you, Feng Ling brother, have you found any?" Xiao Zhezi asked.

  "Eleven pieces." With that, Feng Ling Lao Dao waved his sleeve and eleven tattered old maps appeared on the table in front of him.

  The material of these old pictures is all the same, and the content on them is also similar.