The Human Emperor (1-200)

C162: Taiji Emperor!

The pressure was so great that even the air felt as heavy as mud.

The further Wang Chong proceeded, the greater the pressure weighed down on him. In just a few moments, the pressure on Wang Chong’s shoulders had already multiplied several folds.

“Wang gongzi, you may alight now. We’ve arrived at Taiji Palace!”

At that moment, the impassive voice of the head eunuch sounded. Dong! A finger lightly knocked on the compartment of the carriage.

The bright rays of the sun glared at Wang Chong as the door opened. However, the world outside was extremely quiet, and a formless might seemed to linger in the air.

Grabbing the edges of the doorframe, Wang Chong walked out from the carriage. Gululu… As soon as Wang Chong alighted, the head eunuch sent the carriage away.

As Wang Chong looked ahead, he saw an imposing, golden palace towering right before him, and it seemed to reach up to the clouds.

At its corners stood four powerful gold-armored generals who seemed like deities guarding the massive palace in the center.

The four gold-armored generals exuded an intimidating aura that made one feel as though one was standing helplessly amidst a huge storm. A large radiant circle shone beneath their feet, giving on the impression that the palace they were guarding was the ‘Home of the Gods’.

“The Dragon Guards of the Son of Heaven!”

A thought flashed across Wang Chong’s mind. Even dragons had their own custodians so naturally, the Son of Heaven also had his own guards. These four gold-armored generals were the mysterious Dragon Guards of the Son of Heaven.

It was said that every one of the Guards of the Son of Heaven was a Saint Martial realm expert, and each of them was skilled in a top-notch ultimate art bestowed from the royal family.

They were the most loyal subordinates of the Son of Heaven!

The immense pressure Wang Chong felt earlier came from these Saint Martial realm ‘Dragon Guards of the Son of Heaven’.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chong calmed himself down. Lifting his gaze, he saw a white jade stairway that extended right up to the massive gates of the golden palace.

In the distance, Wang Chong could make out majestic, golden characters on a plaque hung above the entrance of the palace:

“Taiji Palace!”

Wang Chong muttered.

These words carried immense authority and even when gazed upon from afar, they weighed on one’s heart as though a mountain was pushing down on it.

The personal quarters of the Son of Heaven, the sacred Taiji Palace!

This was the first time Wang Chong was seeing the Taiji Palace with his own eyes.

The very core of Great Tang was right in front of his eyes!

At this very moment, the most renowned and powerful man in the Great Tang Empire stood just a short distance away from him!

Wang Chong couldn’t help but feel agitated.

Unbeknownst from when, meeting the noblest Sage Emperor had become Wang Chong’s greatest wish. However, this wish of his never came true in his previous life.

But starting afresh, Wang Chong had finally gained a chance to fulfill his wish.

How could someone living in this world not know of its greatest overlord? Regardless of whether it was prosperity or destruction, he was the lynchpin of the empire.