Chapter 398 Scenery of the Holy Dynasty

The ability to change one's appearance and aura, such a magical item might play a life-saving role at a critical moment.

Qin Jun had not yet experienced the effect of the Thousand Faces Mask on changing his aura, because the mask did not completely alter his appearance, only slightly. However, for those with powerful spiritual awareness, even a slight change could be fatally misleading.

"Your Majesty, this is a precious treasure, you should keep it safe," Nine Spirit Saint said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun hesitated for a moment, then immediately snatched the Thousand Faces Mask from the hands of the old man Yi, and scolded, "Get out of here, don't dirty my treasure!"

"Damn it!"

Old man Yi cursed. He had learned this word from Qin Jun, and now he could only use it to express his feelings in such situations.

Although Qin Jun looked down on him, he couldn't do anything about it and could only sulk behind.

He knew that Qin Jun still held a grudge against him for the matter of the ancient soul, so he could only endure it.

Nine Spirit Saint was very curious. Although Old man Yi was very strong, why did he have to rely on Qin Jun? Could there be some secret that couldn't be revealed?

They continued on in silence.

Soon, they flew over the mountains and rivers, far away from any human presence.

On their way to the Holy Dynasty, they needed to pass through a deserted area where demons roamed freely, extremely dangerous. However, for Qin Jun and his companions, it was not a problem at all.

Following the instructions on the jade slip, the highest peak in this mountain forest was the gateway to the Holy Dynasty. It was guarded by soldiers of the Holy Dynasty all year round, and not just anyone could enter as they pleased.

Whoosh—

Qin Jun suddenly noticed a breaking sound in the distance. He followed the direction of the sound and saw a streak of light speeding towards them. Although it was not as fast as Nine Spirit Saint, its momentum was imposing, estimated to be at the level of an Earth Immortal.

Could there be someone else heading to the Holy Dynasty?

Qin Jun thought so, but he didn't care. His goal for this trip was to attend the Heavenly Observation Conference, and he didn't need to concern himself with others.

Before long, they saw the highest peak, towering like a pillar connecting heaven and earth, emerging from the forest and reaching into the clouds.

Under the cover of the demon wind, Qin Jun and his companions swiftly ascended to the mountaintop. Not long after, the Earth Immortal he had seen earlier also landed. He frowned and muttered, "Such strong demonic energy."

Nine Spirit Saint's demon wind was extremely fast, and he had not noticed Qin Jun and the others before. It was only when he got closer that he sensed the demonic energy.

At the same time, Qin Jun and his companions landed on the mountaintop, where four soldiers in silver armor were guarding a teleportation gate made of white jade.

"Who goes there!"

The four soldiers stood up and asked, their gaze wary as they looked at Nine Spirit Saint behind Qin Jun. The Holy Dynasty rejected the demon race, especially powerful demon kings, while weak demon beasts were treated as slaves and livestock.

"I am Emperor Qin." Qin Jun said indifferently, not even bowing.

If he were to bow, wouldn't it be inviting ridicule from everyone?

Upon hearing this, the four soldiers widened their eyes in disbelief.

Instantly, they became respectful and fearful. The name of a person is reflected in the shadow of a tree, and the name of Emperor Qin made people tremble with fear.

"So it's Emperor Qin, we will open the teleportation gate for you."

One of the soldiers quickly said. The news of Emperor Qin's participation in the Heavenly Observation Conference had already caused a sensation. Although most people believed that Emperor Qin was doomed, that was a matter for after the conference. Now, facing Qin Jun, the four soldiers couldn't help but tremble.

As for the authenticity of the news, they did not doubt it, because the two people behind Qin Jun, one demon and the other with an unfathomable aura, everyone knew that the attendants by Emperor Qin's side were all extraordinary and powerful individuals.

Watching the four soldiers obediently activate the teleportation gate, Qin Jun showed a satisfied expression. At least there were no vulgar scenes of people looking down on others.

At this moment, the Earth Immortal he had seen earlier also landed.

His gaze fell on Qin Jun and the others, and he frowned. He could also see that Qin Jun and the others were extraordinary.

"Who are these people after all..."

He was dressed in a black robe, with a slightly hunched figure, resembling an old man. He couldn't help but step back, instinctively creating distance from Qin Jun and the others.

Qin Jun glanced at him and smiled slightly, thinking he was very sunny, but he made the man in the black robe shudder.

Soon, the teleportation gate to the Holy Dynasty was activated, and a soldier nervously said, "The teleportation gate is ready, you can go in now..."

Qin Jun nodded indifferently, then led Nine Spirit Saint, Chang'e, and Old man Yi into the teleportation gate.

After they left, the four soldiers relaxed. They looked at the man in the black robe again, their faces instantly becoming stern, and they sternly asked, "Who goes there!"

The contrast in their attitude made the man in the black robe twitch at the corner of his mouth.

But the four soldiers all had the cultivation of Earth Immortals, all stronger than him, so he didn't dare to act rashly and could only honestly say, "I am Yuan Gang of the Hanjiang Dynasty!"

...

Clang!

Qin Jun stepped out of the teleportation gate, and the effect of the strong light faded. He opened his eyes and saw the surrounding mist. Below his feet was a floating island, with soldiers guarding it, and there were eight teleportation gates, with cultivators coming and going.

Looking around, he could see floating islands drifting in the sky, the heavens seemed so close, as if he could reach out and touch them.

"Come over here and register your identity!"

A soldier not far away scolded Qin Jun and the others angrily, obviously very impatient.

Every day, they had to receive thousands of cultivators from various kingdoms and dynasties, so naturally, they would be irritable.

Qin Jun walked over calmly, feeling amazed. Indeed, it was the Holy Dynasty. The terrifying aura could be felt in all directions. In the Holy Dynasty, the cultivation of an Earth Immortal was only considered a lower-ranking officer, while in the Han Dynasty, it was equivalent to the emperor. This showed how great the difference in strength was.

The old man looked around and muttered to himself, "Hmm, the small power back then has grown to this extent. The Holy Dynasty sounds quite impressive."

In his time, the entire southern region revered him, and there was no existence of the Holy Dynasty at all.

Approaching the soldier, Qin Jun took out the jade slip given by the envoy of the Holy Dynasty. As soon as the soldier saw the jade slip, he knelt down in fear even before using his divine sense to probe.

"My lord, please come in..."

The soldier said fearfully, not daring to look into Qin Jun's eyes, causing a stir among the surrounding cultivators and soldiers.

"What is the identity of that young man?"

"Hmm, this young man has an extraordinary background!"

"Does that jade slip represent the decree of the Holy Emperor?"

"Could he be an honored guest invited by the Holy Emperor?"

"He is probably a high-ranking official of the Holy Dynasty, just traveling around."

The cultivators discussed one after another, and many young female cultivators looked at Qin Jun with fervent eyes. In the Holy Dynasty, relationships were of the utmost importance. If one could climb high, they would have no worries for a thousand years.

Qin Jun took back the jade slip. He hadn't expected that just taking out the jade slip would have such a great effect. It seemed that the Holy Emperor was really concerned about him.

Then Qin Jun and the others passed by the soldiers and arrived at a small market where many cultivators were shouting.

"Roar—"

At that moment, a deafening roar resounded, shaking the eardrums.

Thanks to the wind blowing the Purple Starry Sky for becoming the fifth leader of this book~~~ Confetti~~~~

(End of this chapter)

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