Ziwei Imperial Palace, at the peak of Ziwei Temple, there was a terrifying starry pattern, much like a grand matrix that was connected to the firmament.

At this moment, there was a man sitting cross-legged, clad in all white and with white hair. It was none other than Ye Futian.

His eyes closed tightly. In his mind, an infinite spatial world appeared, and a world presented itself. This world was populated with numerous cultivators, who were all busy and cultivating.

In this picture, there were some places where the imageries were clearer than others. Many figures materialized. It was as if they were not far away from him, and they seemed to be coming to where he was.

At the same time, inside the imperial palace, a group of people burst out and levitated into the air, heading outside.

Gradually, many powerful auras permeated from a distance. Among them were many major figureheads who had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. Their auras were mighty as they approached this magnificent imperial palace and stopped just outside of it, above the firmament. Their eyes focused on the area in front of them as their divine consciousness swept inside. Many of these top figures seemed to have no qualms in doing so. It seemed as if they didn't care at all what place this was.

However, after they arrived, they didn't act rashly but remained perched there. Gradually, more and more forces arrived closer to Ziwei Imperial Palace.

The Ziwei Imperial Palace was vast, but the cultivators who were cultivating here were not ordinary either. When their divine consciousness was released, they could cover a massive space in an instant, including the entire Ziwei Imperial palace. For them, distance was not a familiar concept.

Many cultivators in Ziwei Imperial Palace were also in the sky above, keeping watch with cold and indifferent gazes. These people were rude enough; they had descended directly on the imperial palace.

"You have come here uninvited. What is it that you want?" Renhuang Chen stood high above the sky and queried coldly. Not long ago, there was a similar scenario that took place at the Heavenly Mandate Academy. Could this be a repeat of that situation?

"Nothing at all. We are just here to marvel at the world created by Ziwei the Great," someone responded calmly. They stood at a distance and didn't seem to want to gain entry into the imperial palace. It seemed as if they were here purely as onlookers.

Renhuang Chen couldn't say much when he heard the reply. They had not tried to enter by force, so what could he do?

And in terms of strength, there were supreme existences who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path so that even if he were to make a move, he could not possibly contend with them.

In fact, these were not the only ones who had arrived. Ye Futian, above the temple, could perceive that there were several other principalities, far away from Ziwei Imperial Palace. They were on their way here. They were not close to Ziwei Imperial Palace yet, but these forces included cultivators from the Dark World, the Empty Divine Realm, and many others.

This time, other worlds also took an interest. After all, too much was involved this time; it had to do with Emperor Ye Qing.

He was someone who had fought side by side with Donghuang the Great. He was one of the two emperors who had unified Divine Prefecture. If Ye Futian was really his descendant, what would be the significance of this revelation?

Ye Futian, whose surname was the same as Emperor Ye Qing's, and the gap in their ages roughly matched up.

If so, would Donghuang the Great send someone here to execute Ye Futian?

Presumably, an answer would become apparent soon.

Outside, mighty cultivators gathered, including cultivators from all sides and cultivators from other worlds and various principalities in the Divine Prefecture.

Inside Ziwei Imperial Palace, there were also many who gathered together. Everyone who was associated with Ye Futian had arrived. This included the cultivators from the Lost Clan, the Heavenly Mandate Academy, as well as cultivators from other major principalities in the Original Realm. They were all waiting with heightened alert.

Everyone understood the serious crisis Ye Futian was facing this time may be the most dangerous yet.

Many crises in the past had the possibility of being resolved. Even when the forces of the Divine Prefecture were bearing down on them, they had been able to fight against it. However, if the Imperial Palace wanted Ye Futian's life, he may have no choice but to die!

There was no one who was not nervous, especially those who were closest to Ye Futian, including Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu.

At this moment, in the distance, there was a powerful aura that diffused towards this side. The divine light of the space twinkled, and rays of light illuminated the space. A horrific aura descended. A group of cultivators materialized from the light beam and descended above the firmament, just like a pantheon of gods.

"She's here..." The hearts of all these cultivators trembled. Everyone was waiting for this moment, and it was finally here.

Rumors had been circulating in the Original Realm, so it was impossible that the Imperial Palace had not heard of them by now, so they must have received the information. And, if they knew, it only stood to reason that they would be here sooner rather than later.

Indeed, as they turned their eyes, they saw that Princess Donghuang had personally descended upon Ziwei Imperial Palace. That unparallel figure, like the most revered goddess, was heading towards the Ziwei Imperial Palace.

Ye Futian, who had been keeping his eyes closed, had already seen it all. At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked above the firmament. He saw the arrival of the cultivators, led by Princess Donghuang, and the figures behind her were dazzled with divine light. It was as if they were all divine generals.

This scenario looked so familiar to Ye Futian. He was experiencing déjà vu.

More importantly, he had seen it more than once.

On Mount Tianyao in the city of Qingzhou, above the Book Mountain in the Eastern Barren Territory.

The Snow Ape and the master had all experienced it.

Now, it was his turn.

The scenario was the same, and the one who came was still Princess Donghuang. The only difference was that the Princess had become even more dazzling and radiant, and her cultivation was more terrifying than ever. She was no longer the girl of yesteryear.

This time, would the ending be the same as before?

Ye Futian didn't know, and no one else knew.

"Your Royal Highness!" Many cultivators from Divine Prefecture bowed to salute her. No matter what level these cultivators were at, they must maintain a certain degree of respect when facing the only daughter of Donghuang the Great. Even those who had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path dared not exhibit any ego in front of the Princess.

Princess Donghuang nodded slightly but did not say anything more. Her gaze was fixed in one place, and that was above the temple, where Ye Futian was cultivating.

At this moment, Ye Futian was sitting without anyone else beside him. He looked so alone.

The entire Ziwei Imperial Palace was shrouded in an oppressive aura, and everyone's divine consciousness was focused on one person alone—Ye Futian.

However, under the divine consciousness of these top figures, anyone would feel an unparallelled pressure, no matter who they were. But Ye Futian just sat there quietly, with a holy luminescence that seemed to drape over him. When he stood up, his back was straight and seemed to be rooted firmly. No matter what happened, he would face it on his feet.

"Your Royal Highness," Ye Futian greeted with courtesy and reverence as he bowed slightly.

"Have you heard about those rumors on the outside?" Princess Donghuang asked directly without beating around the bush.

"I have," Ye Futian replied honestly. He couldn't possibly have denied it.

"Is there any relationship between Renhuang Ye and Emperor Ye Qing?" Princess Donghuang asked, her eyes fixed on him intently.

Ye Futian also looked into her eyes and responded, "There is!"