I wield power with my innate talents, and forge the Heavenly Court.

After providing necessary protection to Zhu Cilang's body and nourishing him with innate energy, Wang Chao waved his hand, and a force swept over Zhu Cilang in an instant.

In an instant, Wang Chao's body transformed into endless spiritual light, carrying most of Zhu Cilang's soul consciousness, and entered the Immortal Palace.

In fact, if Zhu Cilang were a celestial being or even an immortal being, he could have easily completed the descent experiment with a wisp of his mind.

Unfortunately, he is currently only at the Divine Power Realm, and has not even reached the Longevity Realm.

To descend upon the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty and maintain complete consciousness, one must descend with the majority of one's soul consciousness.

It was certainly dangerous; if he died in the late Ming Dynasty world, his soul and consciousness would inevitably be severely damaged.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it.

If Zhu Cilang's cultivation level were to improve, the Ming Dynasty would probably have already perished, making his return meaningless. In fact, even the Zhu Cilang of the late Ming world might not have survived.

Meanwhile, Zhu Cilang had just sat cross-legged and entered meditation when he felt a jolt in his body, and his whole body rapidly rose upwards, experiencing a severe sense of weightlessness.

Fortunately, this time was extremely short and fleeting.

When he felt his feet firmly on the ground again, Zhu Cilang immediately opened his eyes.

The surroundings seemed unchanged; it was still a side hall of the Qianqing Palace.

However, Zhu Cilang soon noticed the difference.

Compared to the side hall of Qianqing Palace where I had been before, this place was much brighter and had a mysterious radiance that seemed to shine from nowhere.

Just standing here makes one feel relaxed and comfortable, as if all the gloom in one's heart has been washed away by the invisible power of purity and light.

The worries and anxieties that had been building up in my heart for decades were all swept away at this moment.

"Are you ready?"

"But Your Majesty, please proceed with the plan!"

"Well!"

Wang Chao didn't hold back either, and immediately reached out and grabbed Zhu Cilang.

[Size as desired]

This is the Thirty-Six Great Divine Powers of the Heavenly Gang that can only be derived and unleashed by those who advance to the Dao Fruit Cave Heaven Realm and cultivate their own magical power.

This power comes from its own inherent strength, rather than from external rules of heaven and earth.

No matter where you are, or whether this power exists in the world, you can use it anywhere.

At most, it's just a little bit of work done under the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth.

However, there will absolutely be no situation where the equipment is unsuitable or unable to perform its functions.

Wang Chao's hand reached out, and in an instant, it covered the entire space, instantly enveloping Zhu Cilang.

It was as if the space where Zhu Cilang was located had shrunk into a small ball under the influence of supernatural power, and was directly grasped by the dynasty.

Immediately afterwards, a mass of national fortune and a mass of divine power from the celestial realm were brutally shoved into Zhu Cilang's soul consciousness by the dynasty.

"Ugh, it's so bloated, this is bad, this is bad!"

Zhu Cilang felt a swelling in his body, as if his whole body was being stretched out.

"Beyond!"

Ignoring Zhu Cilang's flushed and distorted face, the dynasty's magical power was activated, instantly elevating its dimensional status above countless rules.

"Go away!"

In the next instant, Wang Chao grabbed Zhu Cilang's soul and consciousness, and following the connection in the dark, forcefully threw him upwards.

"Whoosh~!"

With a sharp whooshing sound, the immortal space that enveloped Zhu Cilang instantly vanished and was then incorporated into the puppet rules under the operation of the dynasty's magic power.

Heading out of the world, towards the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

On the other side, Zhu Cilang only felt a blur before his eyes, followed by endless streams of light rushing backward.

In the end, the endless stream of light transformed into endless lines that stretched backward, seemingly containing boundless mysteries.

However, no matter how hard Zhu Cilang tried to understand, he couldn't grasp it at all. Instead, as time went on, he became dizzy and confused.

Left with no other choice, Zhu Cilang could only shake his head, withdraw his gaze, and sense the two energies within his soul.

A bright, shining force, its color a deep yellow, embodies a majestic and righteous spirit, a spirit of unity among all people—this is the destiny of the Celestial Empire.

Zhu Cilang could clearly sense, through his mind, that there was a subtle connection and resonance between it and the position of the Ming Emperor's ambassador in another world, which he could then mobilize and utilize.

The other power was dazzlingly golden, containing an ethereal yet noble, upward-looking aura—it was the divine power of the celestial realm.

While Zhu Cilang was communicating with his mind, another message entered his heart.

When the divine power of the celestial realm and the divine power of the underworld are combined, it is possible to bestow divine status through the fate of the nation.

In fact, the dynasty was afraid that if it only integrated its national fortune into the otherworldly Ming Dynasty, it would cause an imbalance of power between the immortal and the underworld due to the current underworld of the late Ming Dynasty. Therefore, it added a ball of divine power from the immortal world.

As for whether this celestial power can balance the underworld forces that have been developing for so long in the late Ming Dynasty world.

That's not a problem.

The Celestial Empire has repeatedly advanced and upgraded, its power far surpassing that of the late Ming Dynasty.

Its inherent power was enough to allow that celestial divine power to balance the underworld power of the late Ming Dynasty.

Whether it was a day or a thousand years, Zhu Cilang finally awoke from his confused state of time perception.

When I opened my eyes, I was still in the side hall of the Qianqing Palace.

However, Zhu Cilang knew perfectly well that this was neither the imperial palace of the Celestial Empire nor the imperial palace of the Immortal Realm.

Because there is no bright and uplifting power like in the immortal realm, nor the special feeling of innate energy turning into mist, the power of rules almost within reach, and being one with heaven and earth, like in the imperial palace of the Heavenly Dynasty.

After a long moment of stunned silence, Zhu Cilang finally came to his senses, seemingly lost in thought.

"Is this... that otherworldly Ming Dynasty?" Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching rapidly.

"Quick, quick, something strange is happening here!"

Just now, the palace maids and eunuchs here suddenly saw a ball of light appear out of nowhere in the side hall.

After the light sphere appeared, it rapidly expanded and grew larger, quickly becoming two or three meters in diameter.

And within that sphere of light, there was a hazy, ethereal figure.

This situation immediately startled the palace maids and eunuchs, who fled in panic from the side hall of Qianqing Palace, which attracted the attention of the imperial guards stationed in the palace.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Chongzhen was suddenly struck by a thought.

Is this what that dynasty meant when it said that they sent people down to help them recover the Ming Dynasty's territory?
During this period, he had lost all hope for himself.

Sun Chuanting of Tongguan is still holding out, but he is already struggling.

It's because the imperial court can't help and keeps making things worse.

A group of court officials kept smearing him and urging him to send troops quickly.

Although, due to the existence of a dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen in this world did not issue edicts repeatedly urging Sun Chuanting to send troops as he did in the original history, but instead constantly suppressed the discontented voices of the court officials.

This led to Sun Chuanting, unlike in the original historical account, rushing to attack Li Zicheng without proper preparation, which ultimately resulted in his defeat and death.

Now it is the seventeenth year of Chongzhen's reign, but Sun Chuanting, who should have died in the sixteenth year of Chongzhen's reign, is still active in Tongguan.

However, it's uncertain how long he can hold on.

The imperial court lacked provisions and military pay, and even faced numerous impeachments from court officials, which even Emperor Chongzhen found objectionable.

It was only because he remembered what the dynasty had said back then: he would send people down to assist him, and even bluntly said that he would be made a puppet.

Furthermore, the current situation has deteriorated to the point of being unmanageable.

This instantly shattered Chongzhen's diligent and conscientious approach to government affairs, even leading him to consider giving up.

Emperor Chongzhen merely dealt with the impeachments from court officials in a perfunctory manner.

It was precisely his inaction that allowed Sun Chuanting to make arrangements according to his own ideas, temporarily stabilizing the Tongguan defense line.

However, as time dragged on, even Chongzhen, who wanted to give up, gradually accumulated dissatisfaction, and in his occasional imperial edicts, he had already vaguely mentioned this matter.

This made Sun Chuanting sigh.

Is it because he's unwilling to send troops? It's already quite impressive that he's managed to hold the line.

The imperial court had neither money nor grain, and he had to raise everything himself. How could he possibly fight his way out?
All he can do now is hold Tongguan and keep asking Chongzhen and the court for grain and money.

Emperor Chongzhen simply ignored this, since he hadn't done it himself.

Now, just when Chongzhen was also in a bit of a predicament, he suddenly heard someone say that something strange had happened in the side hall of Qianqing Palace. He couldn't help but wonder if that dynasty had sent someone.

For a moment, Chongzhen was filled with excitement.

At the beginning, Emperor Chongzhen was somewhat dissatisfied with what the dynasty was saying.

However, as time went on, the situation in the Ming Dynasty became increasingly difficult, and it was almost beyond saving.

He thought about it again and realized that being a puppet didn't seem so unacceptable, since the Ming Dynasty was still around.

Moreover, it seems he can also pass the throne down to others.

After all, the dynasty itself said that the ultimate fate of the Ming Dynasty depended on what he and his successor thought. Wasn't that a way to allow him to inherit the throne?
However, despite his excitement, he remained rational and did not head directly to the side hall of Qianqing Palace. What if this was truly bizarre? Wouldn't he be doomed?
Therefore, let's send the imperial guards to scout out the situation first.

Just as Chongzhen was gazing in the direction of the Qianqing Palace, lost in thought, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

Emperor Chongzhen turned around, and a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, accompanied by a group of eunuchs and palace maids, came closer.

"Prince."

A look of surprise flashed across Chongzhen's face. Why would the Crown Prince come?

"Lang'er, what brings you here?"

"I heard that something strange has happened in the Qianqing Palace. I was worried about Father, so I came to see what was going on."

"Lang'er is so thoughtful, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"That's good!"

Zhu Cilang nodded, then frowned inexplicably as he looked towards the Qianqing Palace.

"Lang'er, what's wrong?"

Noticing Zhu Cilang's unusual behavior, Chongzhen couldn't help but ask.

"Father, I always feel that there is a force drawing me to the Qianqing Palace."

"attract?"

Emperor Chongzhen was slightly taken aback at first, but then he realized what was happening and showed a thoughtful expression.

Back then, Wang Chao had said that he would meet with Zhu Cilang of the Celestial Empire.

Could it be that the dynasty really sent Zhu Cilang from this world to this world?

Moreover, could the person sent by the dynasty to help the Ming Dynasty rebuild its territory be Zhu Cilang?

If that's the case, then it explains why the direction of the Qianqing Palace had a force that attracted Zhu Cilang.

This made Emperor Chongzhen even more at ease.

No matter what, he was once the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, so he must have had some affection for the Ming Dynasty, right?

In a side hall of the Qianqing Palace, Feng Shaonan led several people surrounded by Netherworld divine power as they rushed in quickly, swords drawn, looking warily ahead.

There was a space about two or three meters wide, enveloped in golden light. In the very center of the space, a figure stood, curiously looking around as if observing something new and interesting.

Upon hearing the commotion of Feng Shaonan and his group's arrival, they immediately turned to look at them. (End of Chapter)