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    Ten-foot-tall immortal grasses can be seen everywhere on the in, their leaves shimmering with a lustrous spiritual light. Some of the tips of these immortal grasses bear vermilion immortal fruits, emitting alluring spiritual energy.

    Green veins asionally bulge from the ground, revealing immortal veins. Faint golden spiritual energy can be vaguely seen coursing through them, like the blood vessels of the earth.

    “Is this the Divine Meteorite in?”

    David was secretly surprised.

    He had seen many spiritual veins in the Fifth Heaven, but never such a dense and pure cluster.

    The resources of this in alone are likely equivalent to half the forces of the Fifth Heavenbined.

    With such a preciousnd, it’s no wonder the Divine Kingdom has be a top power in the Sixth Heaven.

    The bound hands of the Divine Kingdom princess sensed a familiar presence, but her expression darkened. She turned away from the scene below, clearly filled with only resistance and disgust towards thend that nurtured the gods.

    “Further ahead is the Divine Kingdom’s capital,”

    the princess’ voice tinged with icy coldness. “The Divine Capital is encircled by a triple barrier. Only those with a Divine Kingdom token or divine bloodline can enter. If you attempt to force your way through, you will be ripped apart by the barrier’s divine power.”

    David didn’t respond, his gaze piercing ahead.

    Sure enough, at the far end of the in, the outline of a massive city gradually became clear.

    The walls of the Divine Capital, constructed of pale golden divine stone, rose hundreds of feet high and were inscribed with intricate golden divine patterns. As the patterns swirled, an invisible barrier enveloped the city, emanating a chilling pressure.

    Dozens of Divine Guards in silver battle armor stood at the city gates. Each one possessed an aura of the seventh rank of the Earthly Immortal Realm or higher. The winged divine patterns on their spears gleamed, and they stood guard.

    David and the princess slowlynded at the city gate. As soon as theynded, two divine guards immediately stepped forward, pointing their spears at David: “Who are you? How dare you trespass into the divine capital! Let go of Her Royal Highness!”

    The princess

    raised her head and said coldly, “I came with him voluntarily. I asked you to lead your troops out to see me.”

    The divine guards exchanged nces, their faces filled with surprise and suspicion.

    Their orders were to retrieve the princess at all costs, but now that she had been brought here by a human cultivator, who imed to havee voluntarily, they were at a loss as to how to respond.

    One of the divine guards didn’t dare dy and quickly turned and ran towards the city, apparently to report.

    The other divine guards didn’t put away their weapons, but they didn’t act rashly either. They simply surrounded David and the princess warily, their eyes fixed on David, fearing he might harm the princess.

    After about an incense stick of time, the crisp sound of rings and pendants rang out from within the city.

    A woman slowly approached. She was dressed in avender pce gown, the hem of her skirt delicately embroidered with phoenix patterns. Her long, jet-ck hair was tied in a flying bun, adorned with a red-gold, jeweled hairpin. Her skin was as white as jade, and

    her features held a hint of allure, yet also a sense ofposure. She looked no more than her early twenties, yet her aura possessed the strength of a peak eighth-grade Earthly Immortal.

    She approached David, her gaze first scanning the bound princess before resting on him. Her tone was calm yet scrutinizing, “Fellow Daoist, thank you for returning the princess to the Divine Capital.

    I am Zi Yuan, an aide to the king. May I know your name? Is there anything I can do for you in bringing the princess back?”

    David pondered as he gazed at Zi Yuan.

    The aide to the king of the Divine Kingdom was surprisingly young, beautiful, and highly aplished.

    Reaching this level of rank would require centuries of cultivation for ordinary cultivators, and yet Zi Yuan, looking so young, must have either exceptional talent or a special connection.

    Looking at the pce dress she was wearing, although it was not the style worn by the queen and concubines, it was made of fine materials and waspletely different from the clothing of ordinary officials.