This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Wang Yangming was first stunned, then his eyes flashed with intense joy.

"gentlemen..."

Wang Yangming turned and ran out of the main hall, leaving behind a room full of nobles and dignitaries, utterly horrified.

The emperor fell from his supreme throne and collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.

This oppressive force was something he simply couldn't withstand.

Even the golden-armored general who had reached the sixth level of cultivation could only unleash his true energy to protect himself and struggle to hold on.

The other officials were in an even worse state, their eyes filled with nothing but endless fear.

The emperor struggled to raise his head and looked out of the palace.

Above, a creature resembling a giant serpent seemed to be coiling, and above its head stood a young man, emanating the terrifying pressure.

"How dare you... I am... the Son of Heaven... How can I... bow my head..."

Fueled by his raging anger, the emperor slowly straightened up.

An invisible aura lingered around him.

The jade seal placed on the desk emitted powerful waves of energy.

That was the imperial destiny and power of the Great Zhao Kingdom rebelling, representing the will of the emperor.

Outside the main hall, Li Daoxuan felt a sense of relief as he looked at Wang Yangming, who, although weak, was still alive.

The oppressive aura that erupted from anger naturally dissipated.

"gentlemen..."

Wang Yangming was thrilled as he watched Li Daoxuan arrive on a dragon in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of grievance welled up in my heart.

It's like a child who has been bullied outside suddenly seeing their elders come to their aid.

Li Daoxuan also felt a pang of sympathy. What a good child he was! He had only been away from home for a few years, and he had been bullied like this.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a surge of magical power swept through, lifting Wang Yangming's body into the air and landing beside him.

Wang Yangming stood atop the dragon's head, feeling a surge of emotion, as if in a dream.

He didn't expect that his husband would actually come over.

Anyi County is thousands of miles away from Kyoto. Even if you travel day and night on the fastest horse, it would probably take you ten days to get there.

But the gentleman arrived in a way that was completely unimaginable.

Such supernatural power could only be achieved by a true immortal like you!

Li Daoxuan looked Wang Yangming up and down. He could sense the aura of the Qingling Rejuvenation Pill on Wang Yangming's body.

In other words, his disciple had just suffered a serious injury, and if it weren't for the Qingling Rejuvenation Pill, he would probably be dead by now.

Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"You unfilial son, why did you wait until things were beyond repair before sending a message to your master?"

Sensing the anger in Li Daoxuan's tone, Wang Yangming lowered his head and dared not speak.

This is the limitation of his understanding; it is certainly not wrong for him to want to do something for the world.

However, there is no contradiction between seeking benefits for the world and seeking help from one's master.

If Li Daoxuan hadn't been rewarded with the Dragon Leap Technique by the system after enlightening Zhu Jiu, allowing him to ride a dragon through the air, wouldn't Wang Yangming have been doomed?

"Master...I was wrong..."

Li Daoxuan snorted coldly and said:

"Of course you're wrong. Trying to reason with an unreasonable person is the biggest mistake you can make."

"You have a sect, a master, and senior brothers and sisters."

"If you encounter an unreasonable person and can't beat them, shouldn't you ask for help?"

"Even if I didn't have to come, if you could just have your senior brother Qingfeng come, they absolutely cannot bully you like this..."

Wang Yangming stood with his hands at his sides, not daring to utter any rebuttal.

Li Daoxuan ultimately softened and did not continue to scold him.

At this moment, the emperor and all the civil and military officials inside the hall also came out.

Seeing Li Daoxuan and his disciple riding the dragon through the air, everyone's expressions became incredibly interesting.

Inside the Prince of Jin's residence outside the imperial city, the Prince of Jin, who had been ordered to face the wall, also witnessed this scene.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he murmured:

"Thank goodness...thank goodness..."

However, upon further reflection, she felt somewhat uneasy.

After all, the whole affair between Wang Yangming and Jiang Ping'an was orchestrated by him.

The goal was to completely bind Wang Yangming to their faction.

From beginning to end, what the Prince of Jin valued was not just Wang Yangming, but Li Daoxuan behind him.

At the entrance of the main hall, the emperor, suppressing his inner fear, pointed at Li Daoxuan atop the dragon head and roared:

"Who dares to trespass into the palace? Where are the Imperial Guards?"

As soon as the emperor gave the order, the imperial guards swarmed in from all directions.

Countless longbows were drawn back to their full length, their sharp arrows aimed directly at Li Daoxuan.

Besides these imperial guards, the three hundred masked black riders, who were said to be invincible, were also ready to go.

But the eyes of these imperial guards were clearly filled with fear.

Flying through the air—this is a skill only immortals possess, according to legend.

Sending them to deal with an immortal? What's the difference between that and sending them to their deaths?

But the emperor's decree was not something they could disobey.

The golden-armored general beside the emperor had a solemn expression on his face. He could sense Li Daoxuan's power, a power that seemed completely different from that of them, martial arts masters.

Facing Li Daoxuan, he felt as if he were facing the entire world.

It made him feel a sense of powerlessness.

After their reminiscing, Li Daoxuan looked down at the Emperor of Dazhao from his high vantage point.

His gaze gradually turned cold.

At this point, he hadn't fully grasped the situation, so he was suppressing his anger.

Li Daoxuan raised his hand and beckoned, and the divine dragon beneath him vanished into thin air.

The two descended from the sky like two gentle breezes, landing on the square without a trace of worldly vulgarity.

"Your Majesty, may I ask what crime my disciple Wang Yangming has committed?"

The golden-armored general breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing Li Daoxuan's question.

Fortunately, he's a reasonable person.

It wasn't about immediately shouting for war and killing.

As long as we are reasonable, there is room for maneuver.

Upon hearing this, the emperor's face turned extremely ugly. This master and disciple had set a precedent in the world; before them, no one had ever dared to speak to the emperor of a country in such a way.

He did not answer Li Daoxuan, but instead gave a wink to Zhao Hongxin, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, who was standing to the side.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongxin had no choice but to step forward, take two steps, and bow with his hands clasped:

"Greetings, sir. I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, a powerful burst of energy suddenly rushed towards him.

Zhao Hongxin was thrown out and rolled onto the steps not far away.

Zhao Hongxin collapsed to the ground, looking bewildered. He wasn't injured, but he couldn't understand why Li Daoxuan, who had just seemed to be trying to reason with him, had suddenly started a fight.

To everyone's surprise, Li Daoxuan didn't even glance at him, but stared at the Emperor and said:

"I'm asking about you..."