Emperor’s Domination

Li Qiye became interested in this high priest and wanted to visit the sacred temple. He bid farewell to the townfolk and departed for Grand City.

This city was different from those outside, lacking walls and guards. It had an open concept without restrictions. The buildings within were situated on the mountains and next to the rivers.

Its prosperity didn’t abandon nature. The merchants and workers toiled out of appreciation for their duties, not for money. Pressure was not a concept here; they remained easy-going, almost lazy.

Today happened to be an ancestral ceremony – the largest in Sanctified World. It served to worship and respect Sacred Ancestor. However, everyone was relaxed and treated it more like a festival.

They gathered by Sacred Ancestor’s statue outside the temple and socialized. The temple was the oldest but didn’t have much outside of one room. Nothing luxurious and extravagant was found within.

Rumor has it this was their ancestor’s abode, a holy area. However, everyone could come inside to take a look. Today, it became High Priest Mu’s home.

Li Qiye arrived and saw a crowd near the statue with some people bowing. High Priest Mu’s responsibility included an announcement regarding the start of the ceremony and a bow toward the statue.

Next, everyone sat on the ground to eat and drink while chatting in the joyous atmosphere.

Li Qiye watched everything with a smile before focusing on the high priest. He was old with numerous wrinkles. However, a youthful aura could be seen in stark contrast. The two extremes looked to be in harmony, surprisingly.

This was akin to a tree growing on a cliff with thick bark. It remained tenacious and strong, still holding on instead of losing to time.

He wore a black robe, not fancy but clean with flawless craftsmanship. He gave the impression that he had personally crafted every piece of his outfit.

It was as if he had lived long and didn’t have much to do outside of making his clothes.

He looked to be friendly and content due to his simple life. He was a small stream with a gentle yet unending current.

Li Qiye observed each of his movements. After the ceremony, the high priest recognized the stranger and took a look at him.

When he saw Li Qiye’s face, he staggered backward as if struck by a hammer.

Li Qiye only smiled and nodded before entering the city itself. Its peace didn’t come from him but the world itself.

Cultivators might find this world boring and unsuitable. They have grown used to conflicts and competition.

Once the sky turned dark, Li Qiye returned to the temple. It was old indeed; the bricks and tiles couldn’t be dated.

The room only had a table and several chairs. He looked at the ceiling and the central tile had a circular engraving.

It looked like an insignia that had faded with time. Nevertheless, it captured Li Qiye’s attention.

Meanwhile, footsteps came from behind – the high priest came in and waited patiently. Li Qiye finally paid attention to him.

“Are you here to kill me, Young Noble?” High Priest Mu took a deep breath and arched his chest, displaying determination and heroism.

He hid his aura since a single strand, once leaked, could destroy this world.

“And if I am?” Li Qiye asked.

He shuddered briefly before calming down and said: “How embarrassing, eras of calmness only to be startled by death.”

He then bowed once before meeting Li Qiye’s gaze: “It is reasonable for you to kill me, Young Noble. I accept death.”

Having said that, he closed his eyes and had a peaceful expression.

Li Qiye didn’t make a move for a long time, prompting him to open them again.

“You won’t kill me?” No hint of joy could be seen on his face.

“It’s the same either way.” Li Qiye smiled.

“My sin deserves death.” He said.

“You can also fight back. You are stronger now with more techniques. After all, overlords are rare.” Li Qiye smiled.

No one would believe that a supreme overlord was hiding in this tiny world. The list was known to all in Three Immortals – Supreme Black Ancestor, Weizhen, Xian Chengtian, Primal Yin Immortal Ghost…

Then who was this supreme overlord?