On October 8, 1001, the Yan royal family announced the day when the new emperor Yan Yifeng ascended the throne.

Yan Yifeng bathed and changed his clothes early, wearing a seven-clawed golden dragon emperor robe, with a gold-inlaid jade belt engraved with nine dragons around his waist, and stepped on the Luan car that carved dragons and phoenixes.

In just a few moments, Luan drove slowly to the Tiantai Square that had already been built.

At this time, around the Tiantai Square, the Cangyan guards wearing neat armor and holding unified soldiers had already surrounded the Tiantai Square, so that everyone did not dare to act recklessly.

Immediately afterwards, the Chinese military officials of Cangyan Kingdom, the specially invited lords and elders of Qingyun Mansion, as well as some families and powerful elders with status in China poured into the Tiantai Square.

The third prince, Yan Yifeng, walked out of Luan's car, and slowly climbed the steps of the altar in his eyes.

On the altar of the sacrifice, there is a half-human-high jade treasure table, and the offerings, spiritual incense and other things used in the worship of heaven are all on the top.

Yan Yi stood on the altar of the sacrifice with a lofty spirit, looking around in all directions, and there was a kind of aura of dominating the world.

Beside him stood a majestic and steady old man, who was responsible for the sacrificial duties in the ceremony.

"Ritual of Worshipping the Heavens...... Let's go!"

After the crowd gathered, the first step of the new emperor's enthronement hall was the beginning of the worship to the sky.

Immediately after this, the bell rang in the Tiantai Square, ringing all over the world, and the aftermath echoed endlessly, until it spread outside the Cangyan Imperial City, and the sound traveled for several miles.

"Worship the ......"

With the sound of the old man's sacrifice on the altar one after another, on the altar square, all the people who were canonized with the official titles of the Cangyan Dynasty all knelt down with Yan Yifeng to worship the heaven and earth.

There are also many people who do not kneel down with their legs, but only bend their bodies slightly to worship as a sign of respect.

These people who did not worship were all the most identity, status, and strength in the Cangyan Kingdom.

The ritual of sacrificing to the heavens is to worship the heavens first, and then to pray for blessings.

During this worship ceremony, the sound of gongs and drums resounded at the same time, and the band played a high voice.

It was simply this tedious process of worshipping the heavens, which lasted for about an hour.

Under the complicated ceremonial process of various Cangyan countries, the worship ceremony can be regarded as completed.

Next, the priest shouted loudly again, "The Heavenly Prayer Ceremony begins!"

In the square of the sacrificial roof, there were suddenly a large number of figures wearing sacrificial clothes, slowly stepping onto the altar not far from both sides of the sacrificial roof.

These two altars, slightly lower than the main altar, are piled with all kinds of superb products.

Those members of the Ji family who were imprisoned in the Imperial City Prison were all pressed onto these two small altars.

"May God bless me with the wind and rain of the country, the prosperity of the country, and the prosperity of the country......"

On the roof of the main priest, under the leadership of the old priest, all the people who have been canonized with official titles in the square begin to pray together, which is a serious process of worshipping the heavens and praying for blessings, in which various details are very cumbersome.

The sacrificial old man looked like a magic stick, and kept chanting words and blessings in his mouth.

Finally, when he finished praying for blessings, he looked at Yan Yifeng with a solemn face and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, please give an order to use the blood of the head of the Ji family and other traitors as the main sacrifice to pay tribute to the sky!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yifeng immediately gave an order according to the words taught to him by the old man.

The two sword and axe hands in sacrificial clothes sitting on the small altar were already ready, and with Yan Yifeng's order, they neatly waved the cold and light broadsword in their hands, and fell expressionlessly.

Poof~哧~

Poof~哧~

The sound of countless blood rushing sounded in this altar square, and all the Ji family's rebels fell to the ground, and blood stained the two small altars, slowly flowing down the building where the altar was built.

In the square, Qin Yu, who was standing on a high platform and watching, pouted his lips boringly: "I really haven't heard that if you take a bath and change your clothes, and then burn a few pillars of incense and make some offerings, you can get God's blessing?"

If it weren't for the invitation of the third prince, Yan Yifeng, Qin Yu would not have bothered to participate in and watch such a boring ceremony.

In the sound of the drums and the music played in unison, Qin Yu yawned with little interest and witnessed the process of the celestial sacrifice ceremony.

In that boring wait, the ritual lasted for more than two hours before it ended.

When the venue was cleared, all the sacrifices retreated, and the current lord Yan Yong slowly walked to the main platform of the square with the support of the two Yan clan elders.

He was about to run out of oil, and he stood on the stage and said weakly: "I obey the mandate of heaven, and hereby officially announce ......"

There was silence throughout the entire festival rooftop square, and the incumbent lord announced his abdication and the new lord ascended the throne.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and all the people who were waiting for Yan Yong to announce his abdication all frowned, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look towards the end of the sky.

Boom~Boom~Boom!~

At the end of the horizon, a small black dot, growing larger and larger, was speeding towards this side.

Yan Yifeng, who was waiting on the high platform to take over the throne, suddenly condensed his eyes, and said suspiciously: "That's?"

Below, in a group of princesses, princes and other members of the Yan clan's royal family, the seventh prince Yan Xiu jumped up suddenly, laughing ecstatically: "Haha, it's finally here!"

On the high platform, Yan Yifeng's eyelids were one, and a bad premonition hit him instantly.

The Chinese military officials in the square, as well as the people and horses of various forces, were all stunned.

Everything has been completed smoothly, and when Yan Yong finally announced his abdication and became the new emperor, something happened to him!

The rumbling sound became louder and louder, and when they got closer, everyone realized that the small black dot in the sky before was actually a chariot that looked like it was made of silver.

Countless soul symbols swirled around the chariot, flying and whistling in the sky.

On the chariot stood a flag pillar that seemed to be towering, and the flag hanging high on the flag post was printed with a huge 'cloud' character, which was extremely courageous.

Around the word 'cloud', there is a cloud-like pattern, which seems to be the emblem of a certain sect or family.

Qin Yu's face also sank, and his eyes were filled with coldness: "Could it be him?"

This silver chariot wrapped in clouds and mist is a sixth-order flying magic weapon, which can only be refined by a six-star refiner who is proficient in the art of refining, and it cannot exist in the Yunding Mountain Domain at all.

Qin Yu suddenly thought of the grandson of the old Lei Qianxing of the hidden family from the Thunder Coast!

"Third brother, Qin Yu, I didn't expect it, everything you did would only end up fulfilling me and becoming my wedding dress!"

The Seventh Prince, Yan Xiu, couldn't help but shout excitedly, and at the same time as the words sounded, he climbed to a high platform on the side in three or two steps, and kept waving towards the silver chariot above.

The chariot slowly drove around the high platform where Yan Xiu was, and then it suspended and stopped, and a huge and heavy deck slowly stretched out from the chariot and landed on the high platform with a bang.

This book was first published in Reading Books