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Chapter 229 Under the Fall of Zhou Tianxing



Chapter 229 Under the Fall of Zhou Tianxing

Xiao Xingchen feigned ignorance and continued walking forward. The appearance of the great formation was like a stone thrown into a still pond, causing a huge uproar not only in the Prince's Mansion but also in the anthill, where several people in different corners simultaneously looked up.

"The Great Zhou Heavenly Formation, what exactly happened up there? Could it be... impossible..."

A chorus of doubts rose and fell, never ceasing. As the great formation vanished, the anthill returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened. However, in the shadows, some were filled with turbulent emotions, unable to find peace.

The village chief, his face grave as if facing a formidable enemy, silently sped off into the unknown depths of the anthill.

Lord Ma and the others also noticed this strange scene. After casting a quick glance, they all fell silent. Then, the sounds of weapons being sharpened rose and fell, and it seemed that war was beginning to spread.

Emperor Wu, who was reviewing memorials in the imperial palace, suddenly stopped writing with his brush, as if frozen in mid-air. The ink spilled onto the table with a thud, like beads from a broken string.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as if trying to pierce through the fog, and his eyes immediately fell upon the observatory.

"What is the matter? Why activate the Zhou Tian Grand Array?"

The voice, laced with anger, exploded like thunder in the stargazer's ears. The stargazer's mind jolted, and he replied in astonishment,

"Wasn't it His Majesty who ordered the activation of the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Formation?"

"When did I order the activation of the Lesser Heavenly Cycle? What nonsense are you spouting? Don't you know that activating the Great Array will trigger a series of unforeseen events? How dare you activate it without my permission?"

"No, no, Wang Mang is currently activating the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Formation in the Imperial Palace. Does Your Majesty not know this?"

The astrologer looked on with suspicion. At this moment, the power of the Great Zhou Heavenly Array around his body was converging into a single point like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, and was continuously surging towards Wang Mang.

Although Wang Mang initiated the Lesser Heavenly Cycle, with the addition of the Star Observer, this Lesser Heavenly Cycle was completely transformed, possessing the power of the Greater Heavenly Cycle. Even the falling stars within the formation bloomed brilliantly like fireworks, turning into meteorites.

Under the fall of the star, ordinary people had no chance of survival. Only Murong Fenghua stepped forward in front of the Flower Language Pavilion and barely managed to withstand the destruction of the star.

Throughout the entire world, only this one person can withstand the fall of a star.

Now that Murong Fenghua has vanished without a trace, and the Starfall within the Lesser Circulation Heaven is nearly invincible, Wang Mang naturally felt this sudden power within him. He was overjoyed; if it weren't for His Majesty's approval, how could such a great formation have come to his aid?

It must be because His Majesty approved of his actions that the Zhou Tian Grand Array was put to his use.

His Majesty trusts me and is also making it clear to me that executing these people from the Immortal Pavilion is the right thing to do.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang burst into laughter, his energy surging like a volcano, causing the Dragon Pattern Army to radiate a dazzling light.

"Prepare to die, you clowns! Even His Majesty wants you dead. I'll see how long you can keep your lives!"

When the star fell, everyone in the Immortal Pavilion stared in disbelief at the scene before them, their hearts filled with doubt. Did His Majesty really intend to exterminate them all?

Otherwise, why would a star fall? This is a rare sight that only occurs when the Emperor grants permission!

"No, we are utterly loyal to His Majesty. How could His Majesty betray us?"

The posters were furious and cried out in indignation, but the Zhou Tian Grand Array had already isolated everything, and their efforts were destined to be in vain.

Looking at their panicked expressions, Wang Mang felt extremely pleased. Even when he saw Lou Yi from the Immortal Pavilion rushing towards him anxiously in the distance, he showed no fear. He even deliberately slowed down the speed of the meteor shower, hoping to bury Lou Yi along with him.

Consort Xian was no longer calm. The appearance of the meteor shower was no longer something Wang Mang could decide. Many questions swirled in her mind: Why did Emperor Wu want to unleash the meteor shower to destroy everything here? Was he trying to destroy evidence? These questions involuntarily crossed her mind.

She was closest to the formation and had dismissed everyone as soon as the Small Heavenly Cycle was activated. She then hid nearby and observed everything until the meteor appeared, at which point a loud "thud" sound suddenly emanated from the palace within the formation.

The sound was like a heartbeat, causing Consort Xian to stare intently. It was as if the palace had come alive. She rubbed her eyes hard, making sure she wasn't mistaken; the palace had indeed trembled slightly. She was unsure if she was seeing things.

But the meteorite was indeed about to fall, and she even saw the disappointment, disbelief, and fear on the faces of the lords of the Divine Pavilion. This puzzled her even more; everything that had happened tonight was beyond her expectations.

"Wang Mang, stop! How dare you!" Lou Yi's furious roar echoed from afar. The twelve immortal masters were like brothers to him; he had only gone out for a short while today, but he never expected to return in such a state.

With a star falling and all things destroyed, and his own brother facing life and death, how could he remain calm?

Lou Yi's sword had already arrived, but how could one person break the Zhou Tian Formation? Thousands of Dragon-Patterned Imperial Guards sat cross-legged in the void, each one a single point; the combined power of a thousand men had created the Small Zhou Tian, ​​the pinnacle of power in this world.

"Wang Mang, let's talk this over. We are all His Majesty's men, why must we kill each other?"

"Have you considered what His Majesty would do to you if you killed him?"

"Wang Mang, calm down,"

"Wang Mang, this palace hides a great figure; it is the true foundation of the Great Qian Dynasty. Don't make a mistake; stop now!"

Lou Yi was also anxious, repeatedly shouting at Wang Mang. When he shouted his last sentence, both Wang Mang and Consort Xian were startled.

Consort Xian's face showed an expression of certainty; what she had seen earlier was not an illusion, there was indeed something wrong with this palace.

Wang Mang, however, had no time to care about such things. He hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time, fueled by the power of the Great Zhou Heaven. Since Lou Yi hadn't foolishly rushed in, he didn't wait any longer. He pressed his hands down, and countless stars began to fall like dazzling meteors.

"Boom, boom," sparks flew continuously within the formation, each falling star mercilessly reaping the life of the Immortal Lord.

Lou Yi roared, his roar shaking the entire imperial palace, and even the city of Yong'an was awakened by his mournful cry.

Countless people turned to look in the direction of the imperial palace, as if something horrifying was happening there. But that was the Great Qian Imperial Palace; who would go there to cause trouble?

The members of the Chen family of Hanhai were already prepared to infiltrate the Imperial Palace. With this roar, the Chen family patriarch could no longer wait.

"Let's go! Something big must have happened in the Imperial Palace. I can already sense the Martial Emperor's aura surging. Let's seize this opportunity and storm the Imperial Palace!"

At his command, the Chen family's elite guards sprang into action, vanishing from the imperial palace's sight.

As for Chen's father, he naturally wouldn't go to the imperial palace to die, but that didn't stop him from soaring into the void and looking down at everything inside the imperial palace.

His gaze finally landed on the last palace, for the Martial Emperor had already sped away, even unleashing a palm strike towards it from afar.

A huge handprint suddenly appeared and slammed directly towards Wang Mang.

"Wang Mang, you should die!"

Emperor Wu gritted his teeth and unleashed a furious palm strike. This was the first time people had witnessed Emperor Wu's power. Consort Xian, seeing the giant palm descending from the sky, was thrown into disarray. Even from a great distance, she felt the overwhelming force of the palm's wind, a clear indication of absolute suppression by realm.

Even the seemingly indestructible Small Heavenly Cycle Formation cracked under this palm strike. Wang Mang, within it, felt as if a palm had struck his back, his entire body disintegrating. He was thrown forward involuntarily, spitting out a mouthful of blood mid-air.

As for the other Dragon-Patterned Imperial Guards, they were also struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood at the same time. This shows that the power of Emperor Wu's palm strike was like an overwhelming force, unstoppable.

However, even with Emperor Wu's furious intervention, it was too late to reverse the situation; the fall of the Zhou Tian Star was an unstoppable force.

After the astrologer infused the power of the Great Zhou Tian Star Array, the array became like a wild horse, no longer under anyone's control. It began to operate on its own, sending down meteors like shooting stars.

"Damn it!" The majestic figure of the Martial Emperor appeared outside the Zhou Tian Formation like a mountain.

Through the cracked array patterns, the interior was already a sea of ​​fire, burning fiercely as if it would devour the entire world.

The meteor showers continued unabated, relentlessly destroying everything within. Under the relentless onslaught of the meteors, the palace began to crumble like a candle flickering in the wind, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Everything was covered by those meteor-like meteors, sending chills down one's spine.

"Guanxing, quickly sever the connection between this formation and the Great Heavenly Cycle! If this continues, it will surely lead to disaster!"

Emperor Wu roared, his voice deafening, like thunder exploding in one's ears. The astrologer's body jolted, and he stared in disbelief in Emperor Wu's direction.

"Your Majesty, if we rashly sever the great formation, all the Dragon-Patterned Imperial Guards, including Wang Mang, will die instantly!"

He quickly offered a reminder.

"Ignore them! Cut them off quickly!"

Emperor Wu's tone revealed boundless anxiety, which made the astrologer even more curious about what was hidden in this palace that could make Emperor Wu so impatient.

He hesitated for a moment, not immediately cutting it off, but instead secretly channeling a new power into it. He wanted to find out what secrets were hidden within this palace that could make the Martial Emperor so nervous.


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