For the little emperor of the Flame Empire, Longqing is not only a celebration of the empire, but more importantly, an opportunity. Once the army is stationed in the imperial capital in advance and Longqing starts on time, when the power of the dragon is fully released, even tens of millions of troops will no longer be able to shake the empire in the slightest. In this regard, the little emperor was confident, and naturally, those generals under him were even more confident.

A slightly dark aura spread through the palace in the depths of the Flame Empire.

This is the Tomb of the Empire, where the stones of the Empire's monarchs are buried. But the tomb of Yan Jun, the founding monarch of the empire, is not here.

As the sky gradually darkened, there were few candles in the depths of the palace. Therefore, this dark aura became darker as the sky became darker.

"Your Majesty, the troops of the First and Second Armies, a total of 30,000 men, have been assembled. Yan Ling, the captain of the Flame Empire's guard and general Yan Ling, said in a firm tone.

"Very good," although the little emperor of the Flame Empire only said two words lightly, the excitement in his heart could not be concealed, and the scepter in his hand, which symbolized power, kept making a subtle but easily perceptible sound with the trembling of his hands and the trembling of his body.

"On time, be sure to complete the deployment near the imperial capital seven days before Longqing, and the great plan of the Flame Empire will begin once and for all. The little emperor said, and gradually walked down from the high steps of the palace.

With each step, the scepter in his hand made a crisp sound, which seemed to represent a wish, or rather a desire.

"Yes, I will. Yan Ling said, looking up at the little emperor, and as the little emperor walked deeper into the palace, he also slowly withdrew from the palace.

As an imperial soldier, he only served the emperor and the empire, and no matter what kind of order, he could only carry it out steadfastly.

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The darkness and darkness intensified further with the pace of the little emperor.

In front of a larger metal door, the little emperor made a slight touch with his purple-scented scepter.

Squeak——, boom!

Without warning, the door opened, revealing a slightly brighter area inside.

The little emperor walked slowly deeper into the depths, and with a low incantation, the metal door was slowly closed.

It was only at this time that the candles on the wall were gradually lit, and a slightly brighter passage was displayed in front of the little emperor of the Flame Empire.

Deeper into the graveyard of empires, it is here.

As the brighter candle flame was lit, the deepest palace was completely displayed in front of the little emperor.

"Three years ago, I came once, and three years later, I had to come here again. The little emperor sighed secretly. After a long time, as the scepter sounded again, the ground of the palace began to collapse, and then, the collapsed part gradually closed again, and when all this was completed, a huge gem with mysterious magic power was suspended in the center of the palace.

With the glow of purple and blue intertwined magic, the pattern of the gem penetrated through the entire palace, exuding an eerie light.

The little emperor looked ahead happily, and his eyes seemed to reveal a bright light. The gem that contained the power of the Twenty-Four Flame Gods was lying there quietly like a woman.

"Your Majesty, no!" Just as the little emperor was about to touch the scepter with the stone, a voice came from the palace.

"Who?" said the little emperor angrily, obviously unwilling to be interrupted.

"Your Majesty, Minister Lin Zhao, see Your Majesty. Lin Zhao said, bowing to the standard of the Fire Empire.

"Why are you here to prevent me from gaining power?" asked the little emperor, looking very unpleasant.

"The Emperor once said that if it weren't for the imminent demise of the empire, everything here would not be able to be moved. Lin Zhao said, and at the same time, he wanted to step forward to stop the little emperor.

"Stop," the little emperor commanded, still coldly.

Hearing this, Lin Zhao didn't continue to step forward, but still looked at the little emperor.

At this time, the little emperor did not continue his actions just now, but also looked at Lin Zhao.

"Prime Minister, do you know? Since I was the crown prince, it has been as if there is a sense of inspiration and inspiration here, and this is really a wonderful feeling. The little emperor exclaimed, pointing around the Imperial Tomb Palace.

"Countless times in my dreams, this place is calling for me. It's just that as the crown prince, I don't have the power to open this place, and likewise, I don't have the power to enter here. It's like a wonderful dream, and the harassers surround me. With that, the little emperor of the Flame Empire quickly approached the stone that was still floating, and continued, "Finally one day my father died, yes, he died, and he fell at the gate of this palace. I finally understood that this was for me, for the Flame Empire. There is no reason, nothing can be stopped. If this place is not opened, the mess left by the Flame Empire by his father will collapse in a few years. I will not have the power to save the world from disaster. As he spoke, taking advantage of Lin Zhao's inattention, the little emperor inserted the scepter into the stone.

With a loud jolt, the center of the stone began to tear and begin to crumble, and the breath of magic enveloped it along with the cracks.

The demonic source power that had just gathered around it also gathered again at this moment, gradually rotating and rising.

And the little emperor who holds the scepter is also accompanied by this energy, constantly rising and spinning.

Eventually, when they reached the top, the old scepter finally shattered, and immediately after, all the energy began to converge on the little emperor's body.

Although it was only the morning of the Flame Empire, as the dark clouds gathered, the sky had already gradually darkened.

With the movement of the energy in the depths, the imperial capital seemed to be unable to support the weight of the darkness in the sky anymore, and the pouring rain under the strange atmosphere instantly leaked down like a splash.

With the heavy rain in the imperial capital, the border of the Flame Empire also ushered in a greater wind and rain.

Under the backdrop of the heavy rain, the purple and red light of the demonic source power surrounded the depths of the imperial tomb in the imperial capital, and could not be dispersed for a long time......

Not far from the woods where Ye Mingyuan fled was Shangbang, the western city of the Flame Empire. As the center of the West. Naturally, while prosperous, there was no shortage of all kinds of imperial soldiers and commercial horse teams with weapons everywhere.

"It's finally here. Ye Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, the day-long walk was finally not in vain. He knew in his heart that everything that was going to happen here was information from a dream that was too far away to remember. The guidance of the deep earth of his memory fragments and the choices he will execute in the future will all be related to Longqing and the depths of the imperial capital.

Although the gates of Shangbang were wide, they were not the most fortified military towns, and at this time and time, entry and exit were still very free.

Although Shangbang is located in the desert environment in the westernmost part of the empire, it is not the administrative center of the empire.

But because of the vague instructions in his memory and the earlier request of Yegu, he still had to go here. Both messages give him a direction in which the people and events he awaits will meet him.

"If Longqing can't be carried out normally in the end, where will the empire go?" Ye Mingyuan muttered to himself, and walked quickly into the not-so-tall city gate of Shangbang.