Chapter 752: Finally Meeting the Emperor
Looking at the steps under the magnificent pillars of the palace, Zhang Qian shook his body and used his magical powers. He flew up rapidly and instantly became a hundred feet high.

But what shocked him was that the stairs in front of him seemed to be getting bigger just like the palace. When they became a hundred feet high, he could only look up at the stairs!

"That's really interesting. Can't I fly in?"

With a swish, he turned into a sword light and flew towards the palace.

Boom!
But after a muffled sound, he was pressed to the ground by an irresistible force and could not fly at all.

"This kind of great power? As expected, the Emperor laid down the Dao intention at the place where he sat and passed away. The means used to stop me from flying just now clearly contained a trace of the Dao intention. Those who have not transcended the Dao cannot resist it at all!"

Zhang Qian suddenly realized that the Emperor Ji was actually a forbidden existence. She could sense the great Dao of the universe, and she could even merge her mind into the Dao to display the wonderful aspects of my Dao. Such means could really make her invincible.

Even in the ancient world, with Emperor Zhi's ability to sense the great principles of the universe, he has few rivals.

Because the power of the Great Dao is supreme, it is the supreme power. Unless you surpass the Great Dao, you will be subject to the power of the Great Dao. But who can surpass the Great Dao? This is simply an impossible thing.

This results in that, after Emperor Ji displays my Taoist magic, he can truly be invincible. I'm afraid that even the saints of the ancient times would envy Emperor Ji's talent, not to mention the Golden Immortal.

At this moment, Zhang Qian deeply understood the terrifying nature of the Emperor. She was an emperor favored by the Great Dao. Perhaps she was the only one like her in all the heavens and worlds!
"It's too scary. As long as the Emperor is alive, with her ability to merge her mind with the Great Dao of the Universe, it won't be difficult for her to comprehend the laws of the Great Dao. In this way, it won't be difficult for her to break through her cultivation. Even in the prehistoric world, if a saint wants to comprehend the mysteries of the Great Dao, he will be blocked by the Great Dao of Hongjun. Only after comprehending the Great Dao of Hongjun can he capture the illusory Great Dao of the Universe through the Great Dao of Hongjun and comprehend it bit by bit at an extremely slow speed. This terrible difficulty is simply too unfair compared to the Emperor."

Zhang Qian even felt that if the Queen was born in the ancient world, with her incredible talent, she could become a saint on her own without even the trouble of a saintly position. Even going one step further and surpassing the status of a saint would not be impossible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian shook his head and sighed in his heart: "What innate spiritual roots, what Pangu bloodline, what reincarnation of chaotic gods and demons, compared with the natural talent of Emperor Ji, they are all dregs! Not worth mentioning at all. The roots and bloodline of the path of cultivation are only secondary. The Tao is hard to find, but Emperor Ji is born with the talent to sense the Tao."

It would be a lie to say that he was not envious. Zhang Qian believed that even the great saints of the ancient times, or even Hongjun Daozu, were only pursuing the supreme path, while Emperor Ji was born with a shortcut that others could not even envy!

"It's strange. Since the Emperor Xi has such a terrifying talent, it should be easy for her to transcend the Emperor Xi world as long as she uses my wonderful appearance. Why did she leave her body behind like other emperors, and only let her true spirit and soul cross the ocean of rules?"

Out of curiosity, Zhang Qian climbed up the first step with great difficulty.

"Eh? Nothing has changed. I thought it would be difficult to climb these steps since Emperor Zhi left his Dao Will to guard here."

However, when he thought of the shadow of the empress behind him, he understood. If it weren't for the shadow of the empress protecting him, he might not even be able to climb up the first step. At least with the protection of the great Dao left by Emperor Zhi, even the Tiandao Sect would not be able to climb up here.

After all, the Empress Shadow came from the Empress Ji, and would not stop her from entering the palace. With the Emperor Shadow's presence, Zhang Qian could move forward without any pressure.

As he left one step after another behind him, Zhang Qian gradually arrived at the entrance of the palace, where two giant pillars reached the sky.

Standing in front of these two huge pillars, one suddenly feels that the world is vast and one is just like an ant. Looking into the palace, the area inside is very large. The ground is the boundless starry sky, with billions of stars circling above the ground. The top of the palace is an ocean composed of countless emperors' Dao patterns. It is very strange to arrange the ocean on the top of the palace.

However, Zhang Qian knew that this should be the most terrifying means to protect this palace.

This ocean is completely condensed by endless imperial Taoist patterns. Once an outsider enters the palace, the entire ocean will pour down and condense into the shadow of the empress, killing all living beings.

When Zhang Qian entered the palace, the emperor's shadow behind him suddenly soared into the sky, sank into the ocean above and disappeared. Then a ray of light fell and enveloped him, continuing to protect his safety and isolating him from all external forces.

The galaxy was swirling under his feet, as if the real starry sky was here. Walking on it, Zhang Qian always had a feeling that he would fall down accidentally.

After he walked for half a quarter of an hour, he looked up and saw an imposing throne appearing deep in the palace.

The throne was purple in color, and a graceful figure was sitting quietly on it. The figure's face was blurry and unclear, but the imperial robe was shining brightly.

"Emperor Killer!"

Staring at the figure on the throne, Zhang Qian's heart was filled with emotions. The feeling of meeting the legend was wonderful and indescribable.

"Huh? What is that?"

Suddenly, Zhang Qian saw a golden palm print branded on the left shoulder of the Emperor. The palm print was clearly visible, and it kept emitting terrifying fluctuations. Waves of supreme and terrifying aura that dominated the universe and suppressed everything swept out from the palm print. Even with the protection of the Empress's power, the aura emitted by the palm print still frightened Zhang Qian!
"This is it! Why is there a palm print on the remains of the Emperor? And the aura emitted by this palm print is exactly the same as the aura that suppressed me before."

Zhang Qian felt that he might be about to discover a terrible secret. This palm print was obviously left behind by someone who hit Ji Huang. The terrifying thing was that the palm print had been imprinted on it and had not dissipated after countless years. The terrifying power was the same as when it hit him just now.

When Zhang Qian arrived in front of the throne with a nervous mood, perhaps because Zhang Qian was protected by the imperial majesty, he finally saw the appearance of the Emperor clearly.

There was no trace of death on Emperor Ji's face, as if he was asleep. Before this, Zhang Qian had imagined many appearances of Emperor Ji, but at this moment he found that all his imaginations were wrong.

The first time he saw Emperor Zhi, Zhang Qian had only one feeling in his heart: graceful, domineering, and supreme!
In terms of elegance and grace, Meng Youxian left a deep impression on Zhang Qian. In terms of tyranny, Yun Zhixuan, as the Supreme Dragon Emperor, was undoubtedly domineering. In terms of beauty, Mu Pianpian could charm thousands of geniuses.

However, Emperor Ji seemed to have combined all the advantages of these three people. Sitting on the throne with his eyes slightly closed, Emperor Ji made Zhang Qian feel that he could not be looked at directly, desecrated or offended.

"As expected of a female emperor favored by the avenue, this beauty alone is unrivaled in the world!"

It was very strange that in front of such a beautiful face, Zhang Qian did not feel the slightest disrespect in his heart. The beauty of the Emperor Ji was so divine that people dared not even think about her.

(End of this chapter)