Insufficient balance

  In the end, Feng Xiao was dragged by Tian Xiu together to the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Palace.

  "There is no white hair, nor a white tiger. It seems that this Shura is not the same as that Shura!" Tian Dun's face was full of mystery.

  "Heh heh heh, the prophesied Asura may not necessarily refer to a person who has undergone the Asura transformation, perhaps it's just a crazy killer."

  "Since he's a person from another world, we'll have the chance to meet that person eventually, you old codgers are just chirping for nothing!"

  ……

  The square of Tianlong Imperial City, three minutes after Feng Xiang walked away, a red-haired man with a giant sword slowly came...

  "Hate the heavens, change occupation, warrior!"

  The cold voice made several excited career counselors who were arguing suddenly quiet down, and when they turned their heads around, they found that a red-haired man had been standing behind them for some time.

  Hate Tian stood quietly there, his whole body emitting an aura of unsuppressible killing intent that was so intense it made several old men secretly feel a chill in their hearts!

  What's his story? Several old men had this idea at the same time.

  "Who are you?" Tian Zhan asked calmly.

  "Hate the heavens, change occupation, warrior!" Hate the Heavens seemed unwilling to say another word, his voice cold and flat.

  "Oh, I'm the Warrior's Career Advisor. Your aura suggests you can become a powerful warrior... Ah... You... What is that sword in your hand?" His gaze inadvertently fell upon the massive sword lying on the ground, and Tian Zhan's voice began to tremble.

  Tian Dun, Tian Gong, Tian Ci and Tian Fa also noticed the sword in Heng Tian's hand at this time, and their faces simultaneously revealed a look of shock.

  "Hate the sky, change jobs, warrior, hurry up." Hate Tian frowned.

  "......Alright, sign your name here......"

  ……

  Zhuo job finished, Hate Tian silently walked towards the south side of the imperial city, leaving behind a group of bewildered old men.

  "Is that sword...?"

  "That's right, the Sword of God of Death - Doomsday Hellspring, that person... is the one who inherited the power of the God of Death!"

  "A name filled with resentment and a breath filled with resentment, he must be someone who has returned from purgatory..."

  "These people from another world have given us too many surprises."

  The Heavenly Dragon Imperial Palace has a strong flavor of the Forbidden City, majestic and grand like a dragon, vast and magnificent like the sun, filled with luxury and opulence, exuding an aura of powerful imperial dignity. The endless stream of palace maids and guards makes one feel as if they have traveled back in time to an ancient imperial palace.

  But what was surprising to Feng Xiao was that, whether it was the gatekeeper or the patrolling guards, they seemed not to have seen him and Tian Xiu at all, allowing them to enter the heavily guarded inner city without any obstruction, nor did anyone come up to greet them, not even a flicker of their eyes.

  "Can the imperial palace be entered and exited at will?" Feng Xiao asked in puzzlement.

  "Are you kidding me?!" Tian Xiu gave him a 'you're an idiot' look, "If it's like what you said, then what are these guards for? We can be so casual because we're the Shura! Get it?"

  "Oh? Ashura is so powerful? It can't be that anyone can go there, right?"

  "Of course not, if so, what's the point of having an emperor? Asura can enter the palace at will without being questioned or blocked, but they must not do anything out of line, otherwise a group of guards will come and take you away! These knife-wielding men are not just for show, any one of them can kill you in an instant!"

  "Alright, we've arrived. This is the Tianlong Temple. It's currently noon, let's go in together."

  The Temple of Heaven!

  The first thing that caught Feng Xiao's eye was a yellow glazed tile plaque: Tianlong Temple! The majestic and solemn atmosphere made Feng Xiao momentarily stunned, but before he could take in the whole view, he was already pulled inside by Tian Xiu.

  The space inside the main hall is far beyond Feng Xiao's imagination, with a length of over 100 meters, a width of over 30 meters, and a height of over 30 meters. The interior decoration is extremely luxurious, with a crimson lacquer platform in the center, a dragon throne carved on it, a dragon screen behind it, two golden pillars with coiled dragons on either side, and a gold-plated coiled dragon at the top of the dome, emitting an imperial aura.

  On the throne of the Dragon Throne, an old man with a purple gold crown sat at this time, dominating the world's majesty and overbearingness, all revealing the identity of this person: Tianlong Emperor.

  The sudden intrusion of the two people instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the great hall, with countless civil and military officials looking at them. The Tianlong Emperor saw that two uninvited guests had suddenly burst in, and was about to get angry, but after seeing who they were, he suppressed his anger and put on a helpless expression instead.

  "This guy is the emperor, his aura is not bad, it's just that his complexion is a bit off!" Feng Xiao didn't show any tension when seeing the emperor at all, instead he was very interested and started to size him up. To this modern person, the emperor was only a legend and a title, having never experienced the imperial majesty, he simply didn't have the awareness of seeing an emperor.

  If Feng Xiao is just unaware, then Tian Xiu has almost reached his own home.

  "Emperor, I've brought the first transferred human from another world. Hand over 100,000 gold coins quickly so I can leave!"

  Tian Xiu's address to the emperor almost made Feng Xiao fall to the ground, but he was surprised to find that none of the civil and military officials present showed any surprise.

  Instead of being shocked, they looked like they had seen it all before. Even the emperor himself wore a helpless expression rather than anger.

  "Hehe......"

  The emperor couldn't help but smile, and his gentle laughter shook the eardrums of Feng Xiao, making them buzz with a lingering echo, secretly thinking that the majesty of the emperor was indeed extraordinary.

  "Tian Xiu, it's been over thirty years since we last met. I didn't expect you to look exactly the same, still so spirited and with a voice like thunder. But my own body is probably on its last legs." The emperor actually referred to Tian Xiu as his senior, which surprised Feng Xiao somewhat. "No wonder this old man is so impressive - it turns out he's really someone of note."

  "Alright, stop talking nonsense and just bring the money, it's more practical." Tian Xiu completely ignored Tian Long Huang Di's sentiment and pointed at Feng Xiao, saying: "This kid is the first person to change jobs, and also the 23rd generation successor of the Shura clan. What you're looking for might be something he can complete."

  The first transfer student? The successor of Asura? Countless eyes shifted to Feng Xiao, with surprise, suspicion and curiosity. Even though Feng Xiao's face was as thick as a city wall, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, clearing his throat twice before saying: "Hello, Tian Long Emperor, my name is Feng Hun, occupation: Asura!"

  Originally, Feng Xie entered the temple without kneeling or bowing, and countless civil and military officials were extremely dissatisfied and disdainful. At this time, when they heard that he was a Shura, their gaze towards him changed immediately.

  "Oh? So you're the first human from another world? Good! Indeed, heroes emerge in their youth, and at a young age, you've become a Shura. This time, the Demon King will awaken, and the Tianlong Continent will once again be plunged into chaos. When that happens, the pacification of the war will depend entirely on brave warriors like you from other worlds." The Emperor looked at Feng Xiao with admiration, then his face turned red as he coughed violently several times. A small eunuch beside the dragon throne hurriedly patted his back to help him catch his breath.

  Mo Jun? Feng Xiao was shocked, he couldn't tell if the Mo Jun mentioned by Tian Long Emperor and Xuan Yuan Rou Er were the same person.