Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1355: On September 19th, night falls on the Imperial Palace

"In retrospect, throughout the numerous changes in dynasties, when a new dynasty was established, they would not annihilate the previous dynasty’s imperial lineage, but instead often treated them with considerable kindness and favor.

For example, when the Shang Dynasty overthrew the Xia, they merely banished Emperor Jie of Xia.

When the Zhou defeated the Shang, they even ennobled the royal family of the Shang Dynasty, second only to their own royal clan. After the Qin extinguished the six states, the aristocrats of those states remained.

It was only later, after the Sima Family claimed the throne and annihilated the Cao Family Descendants, breaking the rule, that this unwritten law was no longer observed by anyone. However, the Sima Family’s end was not a good one either—they were exterminated to the last.

"Alas, the descendants have been unfilial, making the Star Lord a laughingstock."

The Red Emperor exhaled a sigh and did not ask Jiang Chen for details about the spared descendants.

It was already quite fortunate to preserve a part of the bloodline, much better than a complete severance of lineage. One couldn’t be too demanding.

Moreover, it was the fault of the descendants themselves for mismanaging such a prosperous world into chaos. Had the Great Han been well-governed with peace and prosperity for the people, even if Jiang Chen had the desire to unite the world, he would have found it difficult to act against the Great Han.

Now, amidst the chaos and turmoil of war, he was presented with a reason to overthrow the Great Han.

"From a royal family to a cultivation clan, that might not be a bad thing. With a predecessor’s guidance, it won’t be long before the Liu Family becomes a rising force of the Human Race, dominating one side," Jiang Chen consoled with a smile upon seeing the Red Emperor’s sigh.

Although the Great Han had perished, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing for the Liu family. At the very least, without the suppression of the national Fate, members of the royal family would no longer suffer the Heavenly Dao’s backlash, and everyone would have the potential to achieve immortality.

"The Star Lord speaks truth. It’s indeed a tragedy that the descendants of the great Quasi-Saint lineage do not even have a single person of longevity," the Red Emperor nodded, his expression growing even more wistful.

For the descendants bearing the surname Liu, the fall of the Great Han’s royal status was surely a good thing. After all, without the restraints of royal identity, they could all hope for longevity.

But for the Red Emperor, it wasn’t necessarily as favorable. His own breakthrough was entirely due to the Fate provided by the Great Han. Now, without the Great Han to supply this Fate, his cultivation pace would undoubtedly slow.

The Red Emperor’s thoughts remained unknown to Jiang Chen. All Jiang Chen knew was that anyone who dared to stand in his way was his enemy—an enemy until death.

An enmity arising from obstruction leads to a fight to the death!

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After speaking with Jiang Chen and receiving his assurance, the Red Emperor left. Taking advantage of the night, Jiang Chen entered Luoyang city.

Previously, the national Fate’s golden dragon protected Luoyang city, and without the Emperor’s edict, any being with magical power entering Luoyang would be suppressed by the national Fate, becoming no different from mortals.

As for demons and ghosts, under the deterrence of the national Fate’s golden dragon, it wasn’t just entering Luoyang city that was impossible—they couldn’t even get close. Within a thousand li, they would be blasted by the Fate dragon.

But that was before. Now, with Jiang Chen’s successful reconstruction of the Boundless Starry Sky, the Great Han’s Fate golden dragon had perished and no longer had the power to guard Luoyang city.

Luoyang city now was like a gigantic sieve; no one knew how many with ulterior motives had mixed in, and the presence of cultivators was everywhere.

Fortunately, Luoyang was after all the capital of the Great Han, and even without the national Fate, there were still many formidable experts in the city. Hence, no demons and ghosts had infiltrated Luoyang city.

At least for now, Luoyang city was safe without any unexplained disappearances of the people. freewёbnoνel.com

Upon entering Luoyang city, Jiang Chen followed his inner guidance, tracing the whereabouts of the Mystic Bird flag, eventually arriving before the imperial palace.

"The imperial palace? Has the Mystic Bird flag fallen into the hands of the royal family?"

Though surprised in his heart, Jiang Chen did not stop his steps, entering directly into the palace.

As the heart of the Great Han, the imperial palace was inevitably equipped with formations and prohibitions, including the Innate Great Formation, the Ten Days Incinerating Heaven Formation, personally arranged by the Red Emperor. With his Divine Power bolstering it, even an Innate Dao Sovereign would not dream of entering.

Unfortunately, formations of such a level made no difference in the face of Jiang Chen, who strolled into the palace as if it were nothing, and the formations did not react at all.

"Dongguan!"

"This is where the Great Han stored its books; the royal family actually placed the Mystic Bird flag here."

After confirming the Mystic Bird flag’s location through secret methods, Jiang Chen understood why he had struggled so much to find this treasure—it had been placed in Dongguan.

Dongguan was where the Great Han stored its books, gathering the wisdom and efforts of countless sages. An endless flow of literary essence circulated within, and with the Mystic Bird flag placed there, it was no wonder Jiang Chen had difficulty feeling its presence; it was completely shielded by the literary essence.

Dongguan was situated within the Southern Palace. Identifying the direction, Jiang Chen continued forward and in just a few steps, arrived at the entrance of Dongguan.

Looking up, in an instant, everything before Jiang Chen’s eyes changed.

Endless literary essence soared to the skies, filling the void and transforming into a sea of green in front of Jiang Chen. Within this sea, countless characters emerged, forming one Saintly principle after another.

The aura of virtue circulated as if it could educate all beings, guiding the people towards goodness, propriety, and virtue...

Deeper within the sea of literary essence, a bird resembling a swallow appeared. Its feathers were blue-black, fluttering its wings non-stop and emitting an aura of supreme nobility.

Upon seeing it, one couldn’t help but think of eight characters: "The Mystic Bird of Heaven’s Mandate, descended to birth the Shang."

This Mystic Bird was the manifestation of the Mystic Bird flag’s essence. And the literary essence around it was the manifestation of the sages’ books’ essence.