Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

These respectful greetings for the Dragon Emperor,

Echoing throughout Tiandu Mountain.

Fang Yu's high-profile return,

Caused everyone to tremble in fear.

Because...

They followed the Empress Ziwei, meaning all present had betrayed the Dragon Emperor.

They racked their brains but couldn't believe that this young man was indeed the Dragon Emperor... No wonder he could directly step over the hundred-level restrictions.

The Dragon Emperor of old, famed as an Array Master, a prodigy in restrictions.

Back then, he was also the only one who easily crossed the hundred-level restrictions.

Empress Ziwei rose to the occasion later.

Fang Yu strode into the grand hall.

Placing the block of ice in the center of the hall.

With a boom,

The ice stabilized.

Despite the ice's size, one could still vaguely see the grace of the Ice God Xie Daoyun.

One hand waving, the other approaching the Dantian.

This was an air of mass destruction!

And he was the only Hall Master among the Five Great Divine Palaces who succeeded in the divine statue baptism.

The moment Fang Yu set down the ice block,

He leaped forward,

Jumping in front of the Dragon Chair.

His gaze deepened.

Fang Yu began to scrutinize the Dragon Chair.

It was exactly as he remembered, only aged with time, perhaps not as pristine as before.

The dragon heads on either side, dulled from a millennium of touching.

Despite this, the Dragon Chair was still magnificent, dazzling with brilliant light.

In human history, the Dragon Chairs above every court could only be occupied by the Emperor.

Fang Yu didn't know why the original Dragon Emperor had created such a chair, but he felt it was truly extravagant.

Feudal hierarchical system, antique structure.

Fang Yu slowly turned around.

Facing the Tiandu Hall.

Those trembling on the ground immediately turned direction... still lying down, daring not to move.

Fang Yu then sat down.

His hands caressing the dragon heads on either side, his body radiating an emperor's aura.

This scene stirred a multitude of feelings in Fang Yu's heart.

His breathing became rapid...

The scenes before his eyes, familiar beyond words, all came back to him.

Fang Yu suddenly felt an indescribable emotion welling up.

His heart pounding intensely.

He couldn't control this throbbing,

It even intensified.

A sourness raced to his nose, a tear slid down from the corner of his eye.

His breathing began to slow down.

His heartbeat started to stabilize.

Gradually, it calmed.

Fang Yu sighed deeply and spoke in a low voice: "Dragon Emperor, go forth..."

He could feel that the Dragon Emperor's emotions had completely vanished, dissipated, no longer existing.

After that emotion dissipated.

Fang Yu felt refreshed.

His gaze fell upon the grand hall.

At the same time.

Fang Family's descendants and brethren from the Dark Web, a group of people arrived in the hall.

Admiring the magnificent grand hall, everyone marvelled endlessly.

Fu Xi stood still, clasping his hands and said, "Congratulations Mr. Fang on ascending to the imperial throne!"

"Long live the Dragon Emperor!"

"Dragon Emperor!"

Gu Zhenxiong, Gu Yanghong, Ping Wenfu, and others, who were old acquaintances of the Dragon Emperor, saw Fang Yu sitting on the Dragon Chair and immediately knelt without another word.

They knelt down.

Where else would other people dare not kneel.

The entire Bai Ze lineage from the Seventy-two Sects knelt down.

People, all have the herd mentality.

When you see those more formidable than you kneeling, you also can't help but wonder if you should kneel too.

Chen Daotian was stunned.

Ye Wenjun, Shangguan Linghui, and Xu Sisi were also taken aback.

Chen Daotian sighed and was about to kneel—

Fang Yu raised his hand and said, "Today is different from other days, let's not discuss those courtesies..."

"Great!" Chen Daotian jumped up, "I knew you weren't that kind of person... Wow, this place is so cool, is everything made of gold? Brother Yu, your chair really looks like it's for the Emperor, can I try sitting on it?"

"…"

The air became stagnant.

Everyone's gaze focused on Chen Daotian.

Even Fang Yu felt that this guy was too ridiculous at times.

There were many people with traditional mindsets present, asking to sit on the Dragon Chair in front of them, how could they possibly agree.

Fu Xi shouted, "How audacious!"

Fang Yu quickly coughed and said:

"Stop messing around!"

The entire scene was extremely quiet.

Fang Yu stood up.

Tuoba Yong bowed and said, "The Dragon Chair is only suitable for the Emperor... how can others just say they want to sit? Considering this your first offense and you are ignorant of this, and you've also established many merits, let it go. But never speak of such things again."

Everyone also knew that Chen Daotian was Fang Yu's close brother, not proper to really punish him.

The people from the Taia Sect nodded in agreement to this statement.

But just as he had finished speaking.

Fang Yu's expression suddenly became serious, and he said:

"Starting today, I find it necessary to announce a few things... I've taken back the title of Dragon Emperor, but that doesn't mean I want to continue being this Dragon Emperor. Thus, the first thing is, from now on, do not address me as the Dragon Emperor."

The crowd was in an uproar.

But thinking it over, it also made sense.

Although the life of the Dragon Emperor was glorious, the latter part of his life was lamentable, to completely sever ties with the past was normal.

Following that—

Fang Yu continued:

"The second thing, in my presence, we won't follow the feudal protocol. Kneeling is not necessary. Moreover, I need to seriously tell you, Chen Daotian is my brother, even closer than a real brother… What's mine is his. Just a Dragon Chair, even if he sits on it, so what?"

The last four words "so what?" were pronounced one word and one sentence at a time.

It resonated through the entire hall.

The imposing air was so overwhelming that no one dared to speak.

"Don't mention Chen Daotian wanting to do it. Everyone present who is my brother, friend, family... you all can come sit! How can a Dragon Chair be compared to our friendship and relationship?"

This sentence touched Chen Daotian profoundly.

However, it terrified everyone, especially Tuoba Yong, who had just spoken of punishing Chen Daotian.

The latter half of the sentence equated everyone to the same status and level as Chen Daotian. In no time, everyone relaxed.

The brothers from the Dark Web were especially thrilled. They believed they hadn't chosen the wrong person!

"Alright... Next, we need to deal with some matters regarding the Tiandu Hall."

Fang Yu returned to the Dragon Chair, directly sat down, and his gaze landed on those people prostrating on the ground.

At that moment.

Fu Xi spoke, "These people are opportunistic and ungrateful, all dishonorable scoundrels. I suggest, kill them quickly and be done with it!"

"Agreed!"

Upon hearing this.

Those prostrating on the ground were scared witless, sweating profusely.

"Spare us, Dragon Emperor!"

"Spare us, Dragon Emperor!"

Cries of pleading filled the air.

Fang Yu's expression was very indifferent, totally unmoved, and said, "Proceed as you suggest. But since the Tiandu Prison is destroyed, just press them into Demon Island."

The Bright Giant of the Dark Web, Jiang Shang, said, "Demon Island can confine those Martial Artists, but some of these are of Supreme Heavenly Rank, this..."

"Then cripple their Cultivation."

Fang Yu soared up.

The Primordial Qi erupted from his body.

The entire hall was suppressed!