Chapter 5915: Meet Your Excellency

In the void of the sky.

The ascending golden light continues to rise.

Ye Wuque stood among them. On his collar, the five-clawed platinum dragon once again turned into a small pendant, attached there.

At this moment, Ye Wuque, who looked calm, had a faint look in his eyes, looking around from a distance, as if he felt something.

"Compared to the first seven levels, the speed of the ascending golden light has not changed, but the distance seems to be infinitely longer."

Ye Wuque felt keenly that the eighth level and the seventh level seemed to be extremely far apart, completely different from the first seven levels.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, as the ascending golden light rose again, Ye Wuque felt a vast, primitive, vast, and wild aura slowly appear, as if he was going to an unimaginable world!

The fluctuations and atmosphere between heaven and earth have changed.

Ye Wuque looked upward.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a vast and boundless territory, lying there. The time and space around him were changing, and the years were changing, as if he was traveling through time and space.

"Is that the Eighth Chao Tianque?"

The ancient starry sky appeared, accompanied by the pure ancient spiritual energy. Ye Wuque suddenly felt that this place seemed familiar, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

"This should be the ancient starry sky where Xuanyuan Qingtian and Yao Linzi fought before."

Ye Wuque recognized it immediately.

"So, the eighth level of Tianque is completely an independent realm, free from the shackles of the first seven levels."

At this moment, Ye Wuque had a vague realization.

Why Xuanyuan Qingtian and Yao Linzi were able to break out of the eighth level of the sky? This was simply impossible on the first seven levels.

"I feel that the flow of time seems to be changing!"

Standing in the ascending golden light, Ye Wuque was not affected in any way, but he was sensitive to the power of time and space, and he noticed the change in the flow rate of time.

The ascending golden light brought him closer and closer to the eighth-level heavenly palace. It seemed that he only had ten breaths of time, but the time flow rate of the eighth-level heavenly palace itself was several times faster!

"In other words, the time in the eighth-level Heavenly Palace was... slowed down?"

Ye Wuque was thoughtful.

He started to ascend from the seventh level of heaven, and now, it is only dozens of breaths in the past. But for the eighth level of heaven, it seems that a full... several months have passed?

This strange change is strange.

Buzz!

The ascending golden light suddenly trembled, and Ye Wuque felt a huge suction force, and his eyes began to shine.

The eighth level of Heavenly Palace has arrived.

The eighth level of the Heavenly Palace.

Arrival stage.

Completely different from the first seven levels of the Advent Platform that are exposed between heaven and earth, the Eighth Level Advent Platform of the Heavenly Palace exists in an ancient hall.

At this moment, a brilliant golden light suddenly bloomed from the landing platform. The golden light soared straight to the top of the hall, seeming to form a light source that illuminated everything, shaking the eighth-level sky.

The aura of chaotic time and space shines, sweeping through the void!

The next moment, on the stage, a tall and slender figure appeared slowly with the ascending golden light. Naturally, it was Ye Wuque.

When Ye Wuque's figure was completely clear, another round of killing purple sun appeared on his chest, two rounds in total, proving his current identity...

Eight crowns!

Ye Wuque looked around, the whole hall was silent, there was no sound at all, and there seemed to be no living beings.

Stepping down the landing platform, Ye Wuque suddenly felt a cloud of dust flying, giving off a mottled feeling.

Obviously, no one has ascended to the platform for a long time.

He walked slowly towards the exit of the hall.

But at this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes seemed to have seen through everything outside the hall.

The door slowly opened, Ye Wuque stepped out, and immediately there was plenty of light.

But at this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes were scanning the world in front of him, and his steps stopped.

Because it’s right in front of this hall!

I don't know when, but there were already many people standing there wearing uniform armors, with tall figures of flaming phoenixes flapping their wings embroidered on them!

They stood there, motionless, with a strong iron-blooded coldness exuding from their bodies, and the evil aura spread. It was obvious at a glance that they were people who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Together, they can unleash unrivaled killing power!

However, these tall figures did not show any hostility towards Ye Wuque, but maintained a faint sense of solemnity.

Ye Wuque's eyes swept over these tall figures, and finally stopped at a figure standing quietly in front of these dozens of tall figures!

It was a man who looked to be in his thirties.

Wearing a blue military robe, he has a slender figure and exudes an elegant and unpredictable aura. He looks quite good. He also holds a folding fan in his hand, especially his eyes, which are like two faint stars. No one seems to have any intention of aggression towards anyone, but instead gives people a sense of affinity.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is a mysterious brilliance in these eyes, which seems to be impossible to fathom.

As if he felt Ye Wuque's gaze, the man with the folding fan immediately stood up slightly. The reflections in his hands came together, and he actually cupped his fists and gave a slight salute to Ye Wuque.

"Lan Weiyang has met... Your Excellency!"

A polite greeting sounded from the mouth of the man with the folding fan, Lan Weiyang.

Wow!

As Lan Weiyang spoke, dozens of tall figures behind him also confronted Ye Wuque, who lowered his head, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed deeply!

Such a sudden scene did not change Ye Wuque's expression.

But it was obvious!

This Lan Weiyang brought this group of warriors, and it seemed that they were waiting here specifically, and the waiting eyes were Ye Wuque.

This situation was naturally quite unexpected.

After all, Ye Wuque had just ascended to the eighth level of the sky. Theoretically, he would not know any of the eight crown kings in the eighth level of the sky.

For example, he did not know the eight crown king who called himself "Lan Weiyang" at all.

Of course!

This was only in theory.

After all, in the previous few levels, Ye Wuque had already had a cause and effect with some creatures in the eighth level of the sky.

But Ye Wuque had noticed a detail...

On the chest of the Lan Weiyang in front of him, there were two rounds of killing purple suns, just like him, proving that he was also an eight crown king.

But the dozens of tall warriors behind Lan Weiyang did not have killing purple suns, that is to say, they were not eight crown kings.

However, Ye Wuque could be sure that these dozens of tall warriors were not flesh and blood puppets, but living... people!

They were living creatures, but they were not eight-crown kings.

So how did they exist in the eighth layer of the sky?

"I shouldn't know you, right?"

Thoughts surged in his mind, and Ye Wuque spoke lightly, looking at Lan Weiyang.

Hearing this, Lan Weiyang also smiled lightly, but still showed a hint of politeness, holding a folding fan and said politely: "To be honest, before this, I didn't know you either."

"And I'm just a small follower."

"I came here to the hall, in fact, I was ordered to come here, waiting for the creatures to come out of it."

"Now, it's you who came out."

"So that means that the person I have been ordered to wait for this month is you."

Lan Weiyang said this, neither humble nor arrogant, always showing a hint of politeness, and giving people a warm feeling like a spring breeze.

Facing Ye Wuque, he always bowed slightly, with a faint smile on his face, and his manners were not lost at all.

Regardless of whether they are enemies or friends, Lan Weiyang's attitude alone is enough to give people a good impression.

"Oh?"

"Then may I ask whose orders you are following?"

Ye Wuque looked at Lan Weiyang and asked indifferently.