Those empty bowls, chopsticks, and wine utensils gave people the impression that a grand banquet was suddenly interrupted in the middle of a grand banquet, and then everyone left in a hurry without any time to clean up.
There was a sudden sense of surprise.
Twenty dome pillars, twelve on each side.
Further down, there are golden steps.
The steps spread upward.
After the ninth level, there is a higher seat, with two seats on the left and right. The ancient gold table is larger, the wine utensils are more complete, there are more dishes and dishes, and each has a pair of chopsticks.
But there was still no trace of the golden futon behind the desk.
"Who are sitting in these two seats?"
Lin Beichen had huge doubts in his heart.
This is definitely not the seat of the Holy Emperor.
Judging from the specifications, their master status should be higher than that of the twenty-four ancestors.
This is strange.
Judging from the various legends circulating in the ancient universe today, no matter which version they are, there are no such two existences that are superior to the twenty-four ancestors.
Two people lost in the dust of history?
Above this high-end seating area, there are nine more steps.
Above that, there is a high platform.
The high platform is located in the center of the entire hall and is also the highest point. Sitting on it, one can block the entire temple from everyone at a glance.
This is the most conspicuous C position in the temple.
At the very front of this high platform stands a huge golden screen.
The screen is divided into two grids.
On the left grid are paintings of mountains and rivers.
On the right grid is a star map of the universe.
The golden screen is translucent.
Then, in the haziness, there was a stalwart figure, sitting on a golden throne of ancient times, holding the armrest of the throne with one hand, and his body was slightly tilted, as if he was sleeping on his elbows.
A powerful and bright aura emanates from this hazy majestic figure, like a bright sun above the sky, shining brightly in all directions.
Emperor.
The Holy Emperor of the Human Race.
When Lin Beichen saw it, his heart beat wildly.
He could be sure that the figure on the golden throne behind the two golden screens was definitely the greatest powerful man in the history of this universe.
"Let us see your Majesty."
Li Chenyuan and others were already in tears with excitement. They all put their foreheads to the ground and performed the highest-level gift.
Lin Beichen also knelt down and saluted.
In any case, the Holy Emperor is recognized as the savior of the human race. Without him, the human race in the prehistoric universe might have become extinct.
From this perspective, Lin Beichen felt that even if he had to kneel in front of the emperor for three days and three nights, he would still be doing nothing wrong.
Of all the people, there was only one who did not kneel.
It’s Wu Shanglong.
Lin Beichen tugged on his robe.
He shook his head and said, "That's not right."
Lin Beichen was startled.
Li Chenyuan had already turned his head and shouted angrily: "Be careful what you say."
Wu Shanglong ignored him and slowly stepped forward towards the steps, saying: "No, it's very wrong..."
"Stop him."
Li Chenyuan was furious.
Boo hoo hoo.
Amidst the sound that broke through the air, a dozen fanatics blocked Wu Shanglong in front of him like lightning.
"No one is allowed to be presumptuous in front of His Majesty."
Li Chenyuan glared angrily and said: "Since you are a descendant of the Forbidden Army, you should know this. How dare you be so presumptuous? Why don't you kneel down quickly?"
If Wu Shanglong had not contributed several times to turn the tide during the previous escort of the tributes, and if the Imperial Guards along the way had not recognized his identity, Li Chenyuan would have taken action to kill him.
Wu Shanglong's face showed a hint of helplessness and said: "You are wrong. The figure behind Cangsheng Screen and Xinghe Screen is not the emperor."
"Who are you?"
Li Chenyuan held swords in both hands, glared at Wu Shanglong, and said: "You are not a descendant of the Forbidden Army, you... are a foreign evil demon?"
For a fanatical believer, it is absolutely unforgivable to face such blasphemy against the emperor. A trace of doubt suddenly arose in Li Chenyuan's heart.
Wu Shanglong sighed.
He turned to look at Lin Beichen and said, "Don't you believe me too?"
Lin Beichen nodded and said, "Yes, yes."
I believe you ghost.
I already thought there was something wrong with you.
However, he thought for a while and asked: "What's wrong? What did you see?"
Wu Shanglong was silent for a moment and said, "You can't stop me."
His strength is indeed very strong.
Capture the green dragon with one hand.
Definitely the pinnacle of the new ancestor level.
Of those present, theoretically no one could stop him.
Wu Shanglong added: "If I have ulterior motives, I can directly attack you while you are worshiping, kill all of you here, and then do other actions."
Lin Beichen raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows.
What he said seems to make sense.
"Don't believe him."
Li Chenyuan sneered and said: "He must be afraid of something... This thief must be a foreign evil demon."
As a fanatical believer, the previously sensible and courageous young man in white finally revealed his fanatical and devout side. No matter how Wu Shanglong proved himself, he chose to ignore them all.
"well."
Wu Shanglong sighed.
The figure moved.
Like a glimpse of light.
Before anyone could react, he had already appeared in front of the two golden screens.
"Bold."
"kill."
Li Chenyuan and other fanatical believers were immediately stunned.
As a minister, how dare you set foot on the emperor's throne?
Kill without mercy.
"Let you see clearly."
Wu Shanglong shouted loudly and pointed at the center of Cangsheng Screen and Xinghe Screen. His finger power at the peak of New Ancestor Level instantly caused golden ripples in the air, but in the end, the two screens were directly separated.
The golden throne at the back is revealed.
Lin Beichen took one look and was stunned.
Li Chenyuan and others were also stunned on the spot, looking shocked and confused.
Because behind the two screens, on the golden throne, there was...
nobody.
The golden throne is empty.
The majestic figure I saw through the screen before did not really exist.
"This this……"
Li Chenyuan's words were incoherent, and he fell into a huge confusion.
Why?
His Majesty the Emperor... is not on the throne?
Lin Beichen's pupils were shaking crazily.
Before, I clearly saw the majestic god-like figure through the screen, and also felt the majestic and vast aura. The infinite power radiated towards the entire Imperial Capital, the entire Imperial Star, and even the entire universe...
As a result, the throne was empty?
So what did you see just now?
Judging from the horror of Li Chenyuan and others, the outside world definitely did not know about this matter.
Everyone thought that the emperor was sitting in the temple, retreating on the golden throne, and they all believed that he had never stepped out of the temple for tens of thousands of years.
but now?
Where are people?
Our human race is so powerful and the emperor is so powerful, why has he disappeared?
Lin Beichen moved and instantly appeared on the high platform.
Take a closer look.
It can be clearly seen that the throne made of prehistoric gold can be called a work of art, exquisite and exquisite. There are thousands of star charts on it. Although the stars are tiny in the sea of gold stars, they are clearly visible.
When he used his eyesight enough, he made an even more astonishing discovery.
Even among the star reliefs that are as big as a hair's cross-section, there are also finer paintings. When you keep zooming in like a magnifying glass, you can see the smaller mountains, rivers, and forests among the "stars".
,grassland……
You can even see some cities, buildings, and the creatures inside them.
this……
What kind of golden throne relief is this?
It is clearly a top-notch alchemical artifact.
On Earth, even nanoscale robots would not be able to carve such microscopic images.
Only the supreme god of alchemy can create such an incomparable artifact.
Lin Beichen realized that this golden throne was definitely more than just a seat.
It must have a more wonderful failure.
Maybe the omnipresent light of power and power just now was emanating from this throne?
But what happened to that majestic figure in the haze?
Could it be related to these two screens?
Vaguely, Lin Beichen felt as if he had grasped a crucial point.
But what exactly it is, I still can't get rid of the last ray of haze.
It's like being just a few inches away from the climax, but still unable to explode.
"You two, come down quickly."
Li Chenyuan shouted loudly below.
Even if the Emperor is absent, that high platform is not a sacred territory that others can set foot on.
"Not only weak, but also stupid."
Wu Shanglong shook his head, slowly came to the golden throne, turned around, and was about to sit down...
call out.
A sword light.
Separating the void between him and the golden throne.
Lin Beichen held the sword with a serious expression, shook his head and said: "You'd better not sit on it."
Wu Shanglong tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Why?"
Lin Beichen said: "Because you don't deserve it."
Seeing this scene, Li Chenyuan and other fanatical believers breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Lin Beichen intervened to stop it.
Only this proven strongest man among the fanatics can stop Wu Shanglong.
Everyone was also ready to help.
Who knew that Wu Shanglong actually nodded cooperatively in the end and said: "You are right...Actually, I have no other intention, I just want to find out some truth."
Lin Beichen said nothing more.
His eyes fell on the Cangsheng Screen and the Galaxy Screen.
What is certain is that these two screens are also alchemical tools.
Like the Golden Seats, they should be reserved for the Emperor.
His eyes were all over the hall.
The biggest question now is where the emperor went.
If not here, then where?
Lin Beichen led Wu Shanglong down from the high platform, came to Li Chenyuan, and asked: "Captain, what should you know, for example, after the tributes are delivered, where should they be placed and how should they be disposed of?"
Li Chenyuan hesitated for a moment and looked at the empty tables, bowls and chopsticks.
Lin Beichen was startled.
Isn't it a tribute to the emperor?
What's more, some of the tributes are minerals, elixirs and the like, so it's not appropriate to put them in a bowl, right?