Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 911 484: Emperor Venerable

A soft sigh escaped Emperor Yu's lips.

Beforehand, all knew this marked the Dao Domain's final opening, fated to be vastly more ruthless than prior times, with whispers claiming only one in ten survivors.

Yet solely Emperor Yu and the National Preceptor grasped its true horror, surpassing simple brutality.

Of all continents, the Eastern Continent ranked as the feeblest.

Against powerhouses from rival lands, a one-in-ten survival rate would count as fortunate.

"Prince Qin Ying's presence ensures outcomes won't be dire, Your Majesty shouldn't fret excessively."

Ancestor Qin Ying stood as Emperor Yu's strongest pillar.

Still, prospects remained bleak.

"Summon them all, the moment has arrived to reveal this truth."

"Hmm!"

"The time has come to inform them, to heap pressure upon their shoulders. Should outsiders claim the rules, it spells not merely defeat for the Eastern Continent, but utter disgrace!"

...

In the Three Judicial Departments.

"Your Majesty called me to the palace?"

Zhan Tian felt baffled, pondering the abrupt summons to the palace.

"Indeed, Elder Zhan, and His Majesty orders your immediate journey to the Imperial Palace!"

The eunuch below responded with deference.

"What!"

Zhan Tian shot to his feet, his expression turning solemn.

Head to the palace at once!

Throughout his tenure as Minister of the Three Judicial Departments, such urgency had struck only once!

That occasion stemmed from turmoil in the Stone Cave!

"What of the Three Dukes and Liu Sheng?"

"Separate eunuchs have been dispatched with their summons."

Zhan Tian grasped instantly that a grave event had unfolded, or else Emperor Yu wouldn't call both the Three Dukes and them.

"Let's move!"

Thus, he dashed from the Three Judicial Departments, defying the no-flight rule in the Imperial City, straight toward the Imperial Palace.

Zhan Tian reached the Imperial Palace gates mere moments ago.

"Hold on!"

Liu Sheng's call rang out from behind.

Zhan Tian halted and pivoted, spotting not only him but the Three Dukes assembled too.

Duke Yuan, unseen in ages, had shown up as well.

"Any idea what's going on?"

Zhan Tian scanned the group.

"You'll learn shortly."

Duke Qin replied evenly, striding past Zhan Tian into the palace, trailed by Duke Liu and Duke Yuan.

Zhan Tian and Liu Sheng alone lingered outside.

"Come on, no need to inquire; now you're left looking foolish."

Liu Sheng ribbed him.

"Damn it!"

"Old Qin obviously knows; see him strutting like that, but the truth awaits within."

Zhan Tian fumed inwardly.

Just 'cause he's Imperial Family, putting on airs.

"Fine, onward!"

Liu Sheng exhaled and hauled him inside.

Qixuan Hall.

Zhan Tian sensed the heavy tension upon entering.

The Three Dukes occupied their seats already.

Emperor Yu lifted his gaze faintly. "Take your seats!"

"Gratitude, Your Majesty!"

Both offered slight bows in chorus, then claimed spots on the right.

With all assembled, Emperor Yu addressed the National Preceptor.

"National Preceptor, proceed."

"Yes!"

The National Preceptor dipped his head, then shared the tidings of incoming champions from other continents to Great Yu.

"That covers it."

Finished, the National Preceptor eased his eyes shut.

This instant, save for Duke Qin, shock gripped the rest. Never before had they learned of transmission links tying Great Yu to other continents.

"As I warned earlier, this Buried Land venture posed unprecedented peril, and herein lies the cause."

Emperor Yu declared gravely.

"Now I see!"

"I figured the last opening meant fiercer clashes, yet I've sorely misjudged."

Liu Sheng eyed Emperor Yu, pressing further, "Why hold back this news till now, Your Majesty?"

"We could've prepared properly!"

His words voiced, agreement flickered across the others' faces toward Emperor Yu.

True enough, earlier word would've spurred relentless grooming of those talents.

Yet scant three years remained—precious little time.

"I forgot!"

Emperor Yu's admission stunned them into silence, even faint chuckles.

Forget something so colossal?

"Alas!"

Emperor Yu heaved a prolonged sigh. "This pact dates a million years back, from the prior dynasty. Anomalies in the Buried Land jogged my memory."

"But... it's far too late!"

Truth be told, no fault lay with Emperor Yu. Absent Buried Land disturbances, the matter would've stayed buried in oblivion.

"Your Majesty bears no blame; the era's too distant. Had Your Majesty not mentioned it, even I would've remained ignorant."

The National Preceptor parted his lids, murmuring gently.

No mere defense for Emperor Yu—this rang true.

A million-year-old accord from a fallen dynasty, triggered solely by Buried Land oddities—such rare alignment.

Forgetting was utterly natural.

"With knowledge in hand, share your views!"

The National Preceptor eyed the assembly.

"Any intel on those other continents' champions' power?"

Duke Liu queried.

"None. Eastern Continent's Buried Land glitched first, severing all continental ties; transmission paths stay sealed. Total unknowns."

"One certainty, though... Central Continent reigns supreme among them, indisputably."

"While Eastern Continent... languishes last!"

"Thus, arriving champions will shatter your expectations!"

The National Preceptor's revelation crushed the group with dread.

'Eastern Continent at the bottom' stung deepest!

Their elite warriors paled in comparison, the youth even more so.

"Each nominates one candidate, then Great Yu pours every resource into their cultivation these final years, holding nothing back."

"I seek only to preserve Great Yu's honor!"