Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Three days passed quickly.

The morning sun had not yet risen, but the city of Lieyang was already bustling.

Luxurious carriages drove out from various mansions and headed for the palace.

The coronation ceremony of King Qing was today, so the officials and dignitaries went out early in the morning to prepare in the palace.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace got up earlier than the officials.

Because according to the rules of the Lieyang Empire, a grand ceremony must be held in the ancestral temple when the new emperor ascends the throne, and they must ensure that everything is ready in the ancestral temple before the ceremony begins.

At this time, many palace servants were busy in the ancestral temple, and no one noticed that the surging worldly desires above the altar tablets had turned into a torrent.

One after another, the torrent of desires poured into the invisible Zhao Mu's body, constantly condensing into human desires.

At this moment, the human desires in Zhao Mu's body have reached 510. As long as the last two are condensed, he can step further into the realm of leading to disaster.

Time passed by little by little. When the morning sun rose from the horizon in the east, King Qing, wearing a dragon robe, led his ministers into the square outside the ancestral temple.

Everyone looked solemn, marching steadily forward in the square facing the morning sun. The majestic atmosphere filled the world, making people instinctively keep quiet.

Zhao Mu opened his eyes, looked at King Qing and others outside the hall, and ignored them.

The Lieyang Empire revered the sun, so the coronation ceremony would begin when the morning sun rose and end after the sun was in the sky, so he still had time to break through his cultivation.

"Please ask the Holy Ancestor for his decree!"

A loud call sounded, King Qing walked up the steps, walked into the ancestral temple to burn incense and worship, then held up the scroll with both hands from the altar, turned around and walked out again.

"Read the astronomical book!"

The loud voice came again, and the old ancestor of Lieyang stood out from the crowd, walked up the steps to face the crowd, took out another scroll, and began to read the document.

The ceremonies of the coronation ceremony were carried out one after another, and the morning sun rose higher and higher.

As the ceremony came to an end, Sun Miaoniang, who was hiding in the crowd, smiled unconsciously.

"It's almost done. As long as King Qing can ascend the throne, the huge fairyland of Lieyang Empire will be ruled by me."

She became more and more excited, as if she had seen that she had used King Qing as a puppet to control the supreme power.

Not only that, she seemed to have seen that one day she would depose King Qing and replace him, becoming the first empress of Lieyang Empire from ancient times to the present.

"Haha, Zhou Yu Niang was only an emperor in the mortal kingdom, but I can be an emperor in the largest fairyland. Who can compare with such an achievement?"

Sun Miaoniang stared at King Qing in front of the ancestral temple, waiting for the last process of the enthronement ceremony to end.

At the zenith of the day, the ancestor of Lieyang held the imperial seal and slowly walked towards King Qing.

As long as the imperial seal was handed over to King Qing, it meant that King Qing officially ascended the throne and could not be changed.

Seeing that King Qing raised his hands, ready to take over the imperial seal.

The ministers were solemn, ready to kneel and shout "May my emperor's immortal way last forever"!

But at this moment, the sky above the ancestral temple suddenly shook violently, and layers of vast waves appeared.

"What's going on?"

The ministers changed color in horror, looking up one by one, wondering what happened?

"Such a strong spatial fluctuation!"

The old ancestor Lieyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly exclaimed: "It's a teleportation talisman, this is the spatial fluctuation of the teleportation talisman, bold, who dares to break into my Chu family ancestral temple?"

Before he finished speaking, a woman's voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Hurry, hand over the imperial seal immediately, don't waste time!"

The voice was naturally Sun Miaoniang's.

Obviously, she had realized who was coming, so she couldn't wait to urge the completion of the ceremony.

King Qing didn't dare to neglect it, and immediately reached out to take the imperial seal.

"You disdain your descendants, how dare you?"

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded in the void, and a big hand suddenly stretched out from the space fluctuations, slapping the King of Qing below fiercely.

"No, it's Chu Jinghong!"

King of Qing's face changed drastically, and he almost instinctively wanted to escape.

But he is now Sun Miaoniang's clone. Without Sun Miaoniang's order, even if he wants to escape in his heart, his body dare not leave the spot.

His hands are still snatching the imperial seal.

"Chu Jinghong, get back!"

Sun Miaoniang shouted loudly, and also stretched out her hand to grab. A huge palm appeared out of thin air and grabbed Chu Jinghong's giant palm.

With her current cultivation in the realm of calamity, Chu Jinghong is certainly not her opponent.

But at this moment, four figures emitting a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in front of the ancestral temple. They were the Four Suffering Venerables.

The Four Suffering Venerables joined forces, and a stream of amazing mana turned into a torrent, directly colliding with Sun Miaoniang's giant palm.

Boom!

The heaven and earth shook, and waves of terrifying power spread out.

The officials and dignitaries present had no time to escape, and most of them were killed directly, and the rest were also severely injured.

They wailed in fear, and did not dare to stay where they were, and fled madly.

The collision of the magic power of the powerful people in the calamity realm was really terrible.

Fortunately, both sides deliberately restrained their power and did not want to cause too much damage, otherwise the entire Lieyang City would have been razed to the ground.

But even so, at this moment, huge cracks appeared on the ancestral temple square, which made people terrified.

At the same time, Chu Jinghong's giant palm finally slapped down.

Ancestor Lieyang and Prince Qing had no ability to resist at all, and were beaten into a pulp by him without even having time to scream.

The world became quiet.

Chu Jinghong held the imperial seal and stood in front of the ancestral temple, while Venerable Si Ku stood around him, confronting Sun Miaoniang in the square.

But Sun Miaoniang didn't look at them. Instead, she looked at Zhou Yuniang who was standing in the air.

"You're not dead?" Sun Miaoniang's eyes were gloomy.

"You're not dead, so naturally I don't dare to die."

Zhou Yuniang smiled lightly and said: "But I advise you not to put your mind on me. After all, your trouble now is them."

"She's right, your trouble is us."

Chu Jinghong said coldly: "Sun Miaoniang, you are so brave. You dare to usurp the imperial authority of my Chu family. You really don't know how to live or die!"

"So what if we usurp it? Your Chu family has been in that position for thousands of years and has long been in decay. Naturally, it should be replaced by someone else."

"It's just a pity that you came back earlier than I expected, so my plan failed."

Sun Miaoniang looked gloomy: "But it doesn't matter. Since King Qing is dead, I will simply refine you into a clone. That way, using you as a puppet, I can not only sit on the throne, but also control the destiny of the Lieyang country. Even better!"

"Hmph, it depends on whether you have the ability." Chu Jinghong gritted his teeth, with murderous intent in his eyes.

While the two sides were confronting each other, Zhao Mu finally slowly opened his eyes over the memorial tablet in the ancestral temple.