Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

On the other side, in the capital of the Yushan Dynasty, another of the five dynasties in the eastern region, the current emperor, Yu Qinghai, was receiving information from a subordinate.

"So you mean that this Shura Palace came from the Zhenfang Dynasty? Interesting..." Yu Qinghai spoke to the subordinate in front of him.

"Do you think this could be some kind of Zhenfang Dynasty scheme? After all, we'll soon be sending the third prince to propose marriage," asked Yu Qinghai while playing with the token in his hand.

"That..." the subordinate didn't dare answer and just bowed his head.

"It doesn't matter, you can speak your mind," Yu Qinghai immediately realized that he was afraid to speak and said so.

He still considered this subordinate's opinion somewhat, after all he could be considered his right-hand man, Duke Lin Yanghai.

Seeing this, Lin Yanghai no longer hesitated and said what he thought: "Your Majesty, in my opinion, they don't dare."

"After all, just as we need this alliance, so does the Zhenfang Dynasty."

"After all, once that Yifeng Dynasty breaks up, the balance of the five dynasties will finally be broken."

"As for Shura Palace, this subordinate still doesn't dare to say much, after all, so far they've only made promises"

Yu Qinghai nodded slightly when he heard Lin Yanghai's opinion, it was what he thought in his heart. Remembering that today was the date set for the debut of the Shura Palace, he said: "Today we'll find out if this Shura Palace is everything they said it would be."

Sacred Land of the Purple Flame

As one of only two sacred lands and an absolute hegemon in the eastern region of the Heavenly Cloud Continent, simply belonging to such a sect is already a reason for absolute prestige.

An incredible, huge, majestic mountain dominates the landscape, with a fairy palace rising imposingly in the center.

Inside this palace, Lu Kaiwen looked at the token in his hand and thought to himself: "Shura Palace? Could this force be from that place?" He continued, "After all, I can't imagine a force in this eastern region that could invade our formation so stealthily and arrogantly, unless it's from there."

Then, finally, he ordered the void behind him, "Go and investigate, I want to know everything about this Shura Palace."

If others were present, they would have been surprised to see that the master of the Sacred Land seemed to be talking to himself. But soon afterwards, they would be even more surprised, for the space shuddered and a slight fluctuation appeared, followed by a voice that resounded through the void: "Obey the order of the Holy Lord."

And this fluctuation that emerged in the void was nothing less than a holy power. And not just any power, but at least a six-star saint's power!

That's for sure! The Holy Land is like a crouching dragon and a hidden tiger.

Scenes like this have appeared in all the first-class forces in the eastern region, be it the five dynasties, the three super sects or even the two holy lands.

Even some smaller forces that hadn't even received the tokens also decided to investigate. After all, this Shura Palace has really made a big impact this time, and if it really does deliver, the entire eastern region will probably be shaken.

At a ruined site in the Zhenfang Dynasty, a young man is kneeling on the ground, with tears in his eyes and an intense murderous intent. "Father, don't worry, your son will avenge you"

As soon as the young man calmed down and stood up, a distortion in space appeared around him and an old man appeared. The young man's expression had already returned to its usual indifference, but there was still a hint of murderous intent when he asked the old man: "Did you investigate who did this?"

"Back to the Holy Son, according to my investigation, the person responsible behind the scenes was the Fang family," the old man replied respectfully, with a touch of flattery in his tone.

"I've already told you, don't call me the Holy Son. I'm not the Holy Son, at least not yet," the young man spoke coldly to the old man, with a hint of expectation in his gaze as he mentioned the position of Holy Son. After processing what the old man had said, he couldn't help but mutter, "Fang family, huh? If you dare destroy my Ouyang family, I want you to pay in blood."

As if the young man suddenly remembered something, he couldn't help but mutter with a coldness in his eyes, "Speaking of which, that cousin of mine really isn't worthy of our Ouyang family's care.

Apart from being the reason why my Ouyang family was destroyed, he didn't even dare to beg the emperor for revenge." After saying this, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, he continued: "You're lucky you died before you met me; otherwise, I would teach that white-eyed wolf what real torture is."

When the old man heard this, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes and he couldn't help but speak: "About the death of the eighth prince, I'm afraid there's something more."

"Although it has been said that he died in the streets, there is no body, perhaps..." The old man didn't continue, but anyone could imagine what he was thinking.

"Oh, interesting," said the young man when he heard this, a fierce glint appearing in his eyes. "Have it investigated. If my cousin is dead, I want to see the corpse. And if he's alive, haha, I'll have a lot of fun." This last part was said with an evil smile on his lips.

"Let's destroy that Fang family first," said the young man indifferently, as if he were talking about something as trivial as an ant that could be easily eliminated. After his words, he turned his gaze towards the capital and muttered darkly, "I hope you're not involved, Song Tianyun. If you are, I won't hesitate to use one of those favors to destroy your little Zhenfan dynasty"

Hearing what the young man had just said, the old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart: 'I hope this little emperor of this dynasty isn't involved. After all, although the young master can destroy a simple dynasty using a few favors, this would be unfavorable in the future contest to become the Holy Son.'