Chapter 1615: Sudden Shift in the Palace! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The First Prince had been more patient than expected, not making any major moves ever since Wang Chong's return, but in the end, he had failed to restrain himself. All of this had been predicted by Wang Chong, and the moment that force took action, he had ensured that they would be completely wiped out.

The First Prince had a special status, and there were far too many chattering mouths in the palace for him to raise this kind of force there. Thus, this force had to gather outside the palace, and none of them could be members of the palace.

Wang Chong couldn't do anything to the First Prince, but exterminating that group of mysterious assassins was as easy as lifting a finger.

”I can finally rest easy.”

With a light flick of his finger, Wang Chong obliterated the letter, and then he closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

Rumble! The Stellar Energy within his body began to surge, and a few moments later, the Trayastrimsa Heaven manifested behind him.

But now, the Trayastrimsa Heaven had gone from six floors to eight floors, and Wang Chong was still trying for higher and higher levels.

Boom!

After some time, space trembled and golden light surged. That grandiose pavilion which was seemingly infused with boundless spacetime energy grew to nine floors, the ninth heaven.

Time flew past. After this string of incidents, both the Confucian Sect and the Imperial Court became much calmer.

The Confucian Sect ceased to act against the militarists.

As expected, a capital that was presided over by Wang Chong was entirely different.

In this period of rare calm, Wang Chong continued to make his plans and build up strength, sending even more people to the Promised Land.

Meanwhile, he continued to expand his military power and sent even more forces to the Eastern Islands. He also increased the training of the soldiers at the triangular gap and recruited more men, including Khorasani and Hu from the surrounding area.

But he made sure all the important commanders were Han.

In the past, the Hu, Western Regioners, and Khorasani would have all been dissatisfied by this arrangement, but almost all the soldiers at the triangular pass were Wang Chong's men, and whenever Wang Chong was involved, no one dared to question him.

All the Hu, Western Regioners, and Khorasani followed him with sincere loyalty.

Everything was going smoothly, so Wang Chong used this time to focus on cultivation. He began to study and review all the arts he knew, including the Origin Immortal Art and Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art.

On the martial path, he continued to pursue higher realms.

Even though the weather was gradually chilling, Wang Chong's room was warm, and a vast energy was surging within his body.

Around him, countless Origin Immortal symbols were slowly spinning as they became more and more solid.

With his renewed focus, Wang Chong was reaching higher and higher levels of cultivation, and he could finally sense that he was reaching a bottleneck.

At the eleventh layer, the Origin Immortal Art underwent a quintessential transformation. Wang Chong was currently trying to break his way into the eleventh heaven.

Rumble!

More and more white fog circled around Wang Chong, and the golden particles within the fog grew more and more numerous. Within, Wang Chong was entirely drenched in sweat.

After some time, boom! The torrent of Stellar Energy seemed to collide with an invisible barrier and collapsed.

The fog dispersed and Wang Chong exhaled, his entire person seeming tired and exhausted.

”It's still no good!”

Wang Chong disappointedly shook his head.

The Origin Immortal Art got harder to cultivate the further he got, and the bottleneck was even more difficult to break through.

”As expected of the world's supreme art! I'll probably have to try many more times before I can finally succeed,” Wang Chong quietly said to himself.

Although the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art and Origin Immortal Art were both part of the ten great arts of the Central Plains, the mantra of the Origin Immortal Art was many times more difficult. But Wang Chong was not dejected. The more difficult it was, the more he looked forward to the results.

Exhaling again, Wang Chong stood up and took a towel from a nearby water basin, preparing to wipe himself down. Suddenly—

”Reporting!”

An anxious voice came from outside, and then someone ran up to his door.

A few moments later, a Golden Guard of the King of Foreign Lands Residence rushed into the hall and got down on both knees.

”Your Highness, there is a eunuch outside seeking an audience. He says that he serves the Fifth Prince and that he has an extremely important matter to report to Your Highness.”