Mount Monarch was the tallest mountain on the Emperor Star.
Mount Monarch stretched for hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and the main peak was the tallest. This main peak was a forbidden land among forbidden lands. There were hundreds of ancestor statues at the highest point of the main peak. Usually, more than ten Nirvana Tribulation Realm cultivators guarded this place to prevent outsiders from trespassing.
In reality, the Emperor Star belonged to the True Martial Emperor Palace. Hence, these Nirvana Tribulation Realm cultivators were not there to guard against outsiders. They were only there to prevent people from trespassing.
Mount Emperor was the ancestral mausoleum. Beneath every Imperial Lord statue was the mausoleum of every ancestor. But in reality, there were hundreds of mausoleums, but almost none of them had a corpse. After all, most of the Imperial Lords had actually died under the Nirvana Tribulation and turned to dust.
Even if they didn't die under the Nirvana Tribulation, it would be difficult to find their corpses.
Since ancient times, Mount Monarch had been a holy land. Even most of the Martial God Palace's people were not qualified to enter Mount Monarch, not to mention the ordinary people of the three thousand palaces.
However, ten days ago, an explosive piece of news broke into the Three Thousand Palace Hall. Everyone was so shocked that their minds went blank, and they were unable to react for a long time. This was especially so for those who had once opposed Long Chen. At this moment, they felt their blood run cold.
"The Evil Dragon Palace's Palace Master, Long Chen, has become the Holy Martial Emperor, the strongest person under the Emperor Emperor. Ten days later, the Emperor Emperor will personally crown Long Chen on Mount Monarch. At that time, all the disciples on the Emperor Star, hundreds of millions of cultivators, will have to attend and worship him."
This news spread like wildfire, quickly sweeping through the three thousand palaces. The hundreds of millions of disciples of the three thousand palaces were extremely excited. To them, a true legend was born.
The Holy Martial Emperor.
No one from the three thousand palaces had ever become the Holy Martial Emperor.
In reality, in the eyes of outsiders, the true Martial Emperor Palace was only a part of the Martial God Palace. The three thousand palaces were just running errands. However, when a shocking character appeared among these minor characters, everyone was proud of it.
Of course, the Evil Dragon Palace's position had risen to an unprecedented level. Long Chen had yet to pass the position of Evil Dragon Palace Master to anyone else. For Long Chen to obtain such a terrifying position, the Evil Dragon Palace's position had also risen, becoming the object of respect for the three thousand palaces.
As for the Heavenly God Hall, the Mad Demon Hall, the Underworld Profound Hall, and the other halls, they no longer dared to mention their grievances with Long Chen. The current hall master even warned them not to clash with the people of the Evil Dragon Palace.
The people of the three thousand palaces did not even know of the existence of the Hanwu Hall. When they found out that the Hanwu Hall was similar to the Punishment Hall in the Martial God Palace and that the Punishment Hall was directly under the Hanwu Hall, they heard that the rumored Hanwu Hall Master personally came to the three thousand palaces and organized all the disciples on the Emperor Star to enter Mount Monarch.
As the news spread, everyone came to know that the First Supreme Elder was actually a Cambrian King of the Cambrian Hall. Above the Cambrian King, there were still the Vice Hall Masters. One could see how high the status of the Hall Master of the Cambrian Hall was. He was the person in charge of the entire True Martial Emperor Palace.
During these ten days, everyone entered Mount Monarch in an orderly manner with extremely excited hearts. Of course, they couldn't go up, so they could only stay at the halfway point of the mountain.
To the north of Mount Monarch was a gentle slope that was tens of thousands of meters long. Below the slope was a vast empty space that stretched as far as the eye could see. The people of the three thousand palaces were arranged here according to the order of their respective palaces. As long as they raised their heads, they would be able to see the grand occasion of Mount Monarch.
One hundred million disciples gathered at the foot of Mount Monarch.
This was a grand occasion.
Such a thing would only happen when the True Martial Emperor of each generation succeeded the throne. The True Martial Emperor Palace had not replaced the True Martial Emperor for tens of thousands of years.
Ten days later, under the arrangements of the Cold Martial Hall Master, more than one hundred million disciples gathered at Mount Monarch. Everything was in order.
At such a critical juncture, no one dared to break the rules.
Originally, with the Evil Dragon Palace's position, they would be at the back. However, this time, they were surprisingly at the front. They were even in front of the super palaces. The Evil Dragon Palace's disciples could almost see the people of the Martial God Palace just by raising their heads.
Even the tens of thousands of people of the Martial God Palace who were out on missions had to risk their lives to rush back to witness this grand occasion.
More than one hundred million disciples gathered together. It was a sea of people. Looking from a high vantage point, one would see dense human heads everywhere one looked. It was as if there were only human heads in the world. This kind of dense feeling would undoubtedly make one's hair stand on end.
It had been a long time since so many people came to Mount Monarch.
More than one hundred million people gathered together. A casual discussion could create a thunderous effect. The entire Mount Monarch shook. Although it was not time yet, everyone looked at the group of Martial God Palace cultivators at the very top with awe in their eyes.
At the very top were the three Martial Saints.
Above the three Martial Saints, there was still one position. That position would definitely belong to Long Chen.
This was the first time everyone had seen such a scene. Even the legendary Martial Saints had appeared. Was there anything more exciting than this?
Indeed, there was. That would be the True Martial Emperor's appearance.
Everyone was filled with incomparable anticipation.
All the discussions were about Long Chen.
These discussions were nothing more than shock, worship, and recitation of Long Chen's deeds in the three thousand palaces.
The disciples of the Evil Dragon Palace all regarded Long Chen as their benefactor. They were able to obtain their current positions because of Long Chen.
Among the crowd, Qin Feng, Qin Kang, Jiang Cha, Wu Yue, Ye Zheng, the Ye siblings, and Shentu Hong arrived. Their eyes were filled with vigor as they looked up into the distance.
They were all people who had witnessed Long Chen's growth. Now that Long Chen had achieved such an achievement, they were sincerely happy for him.
The Lord of Emperor Dong's Palace had personally brought Ye Xuan and her brother here.
At this moment, the handsome Ye Xuan bitterly smiled as he shook his head and said, "The reason why geniuses are geniuses is probably because of this. He was once on the same starting line as me, but now he has left me behind by 108,000 miles."
Ye Xuan was wearing a purple dress. She smiled faintly and said, "You can't be jealous of cultivation. He is destined to be a dragon among men. We should start slowly. As long as we grow, there might be hope in the future. Anyway, you are still young, right?"
However, Ye Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "There are some people who are destined to be unsurpassed. Long Chen is one of them. However, I am still happy for him. Strength is the foundation of a man. He will do what he wants to do."
Not only the two of them, but the others were also filled with emotion. For example, Yan Qingchen, who had entered the Martial God Palace in the same batch as Long Chen. He had worked hard for a long time, but he had yet to reach the ninth layer of the Divine Martial Realm. However, Long Chen had already become one of the three candidates and eventually became a Holy Martial Emperor.
Since Long Chen returned from the Nine-Star Chaos City, Yan Qingchen had been paying attention to him. It was because he had been too embarrassed to get close to Long Chen. Now that Long Chen had obtained such a high position, it was even more stressful for him to communicate with Long Chen.
However, he knew that Long Chen was not the kind of person who would forget his friends after obtaining fame and wealth.
Time passed quietly in the midst of the discussions. It was noon. Everyone raised their heads. Only two of the three Martial Venerables had arrived. They were too far away and too vague to see what the three Martial Venerables looked like. However, the crowd was already very satisfied. In their hearts, they were like gods.
After the three Martial Saints, there were hundreds of statues of the ancestors of Mount Monarch. These statues were vivid and lifelike. The hundreds of statues were located at the highest point of Mount Monarch, overlooking the masses below. Every statue seemed to be alive. Their eyes were deep and filled with compassion for the state of the universe. They were filled with deep feelings for this land.
These people had once been Zhenwu Great Emperors. They were all powerful figures. But no matter what, they had to die. In the end, they would all turn into dust or even ashes.
Only those who could survive the eighteen Life and Death Tribulations and become gods could survive.
But in reality, who could do that?
Even the people of the Eternal Divine Realm had to die under the torture of the eighteen Life and Death Tribulations. There had never been an exception.
The hundreds of ancestor statues were shocking and awe-inspiring.
This was an incomparably solemn ceremony. Today, the Hall Master of Hanwu Hall was dressed splendidly. He wore a golden robe with black trimmings. A pure black "Martial" character was embroidered on his back. He looked very righteous. He stood at the place where the light was the brightest. His long white hair fluttered in the wind.
Of course, he wasn't the one who ruled the world today.
When the time came, the Hall Master of Hanwu Hall looked at the hundreds of millions of people below and began to read, "The Emperor's Fate is vast. The True Martial Supreme, I am the Hall Master of Hanwu Hall. Today is the day when Imperial Emperor Sheng Wu is crowned.
"My True Martial Palace has been established for 3,780,000 years. There have been 485 True Martial Emperors. Every Imperial Emperor had a grand plan and was full of vigor …"
As the Hall Master of Hanwu Hall read out loud, everyone was excited and their eyes were filled with reverence.
The reading of the laws lasted for half an hour. Most of the laws stipulated the historical missions that Imperial Emperor Sheng Wu and True Martial Emperor had to complete. It made everyone's blood boil. Following that, the Hall Master of Hanwu Hall began to introduce the magnificent deeds of the previous Imperial Emperors.
"The first True Martial Emperor inherited the eighteen Martial God orthodoxies. He defeated the Demon Clan and protected billions of people. He established the True Martial Imperial Palace on the Imperial Star and dominated the world …"
Of course, it was impossible to know all the deeds. What was recorded was basically from myths and legends. Only the deeds of the dozens of True Martial Emperors in the recent hundreds of thousands of years were relatively true.