In the first year of Great Jin's establishment, January 26th.

The chaos in the human world continues, stretching eastward to overseas, north to the Grassland, west to the Western Regions, and south to the Southern Border.

Everywhere—north, south, east, and west—is engulfed in turmoil.

Besides this, there is Central State....

At present, the entire situation in the Central Plains is strong at the edges and weak at the core. Except for Chen Yuan, who commands hundreds of thousands, and several True Monarchs with comparable power, the remaining rebel kings are merely titular.

To the extent that even a mere True Master of Yang Transformation dares to declare himself king, wreaking havoc in a region.

However, there are a few powers that still hold status: one led by the Gu Family's alliance, another by Bing State's former Jin commander, and lastly, the Sima Royal Family whose time is now waning.

Since the Battle of Purple Gold Mountain, the fate of the court has been sealed.

The elite lost, the strong fallen, it's no more than a toothless old tiger.

Anyone can come and have a go.

It's just that, before a true master of the realm emerges victorious, everyone, every power, has selectively forgotten the central hub of the Great Jin Court in Central State.

Emperor Sima Ke of Jianye is also acutely aware of his current situation. Since he cannot resist, he may as well position himself better.

After Chen Yuan repelled the demon forces of a million troops, Sima Ke 'suddenly' cleared the channels, transporting large amounts of resources and provisions to Chen Yuan.

This time, he is determined to aid Father in ascending the throne!

With Chen Yuan ascending, thanks to his connection with his mother's friend, he could still ensure wealth for his family. If others ascend, he might remain wealthy at first.

But within a few years, he will certainly 'suddenly die'!

Within the Imperial City, atop the Stargazing Tower.

Small snowflakes fall from nine heavens, turning the world white, clad in silvery attire, the whole world in this moment is extraordinarily silent, extraordinarily peaceful.

Emperor Sima Ke of Jianye clad in white fox furs reaches out to catch a snowflake, the warmth of his palm quickly melts the snowflake, leaving his palm somewhat moist.

His gaze, however, is somewhat.... distant, lost in thought.

"Shhhh..."

Behind him, a subtle sound of footsteps emerges. Sima Ke does not turn, seemingly already knowing who it is, softly asks:

"Sister, do you think this snowfall is marking the end of our Sima Family? I always feel this is my last snow viewing in the Imperial Palace...."

Princess Pingyang also adorned in white fox fur, the only difference being she has some ornaments on her, her demeanor is distinct, noble, regal.

Unlike Sima Ke, who from time to time sorrowfully laments, she always retains clarity of herself; the fall of the Sima clan cannot be halted.

Why cling to feminine lamentations?

"Why does Your Majesty speak such words?"

"Northern Barbarians raise tens of thousands of troops; less than a year later, they invade again, the overseas island united the countries, attacking the East Sea; the thirty-six nations alliance from the Western Regions have descended on Lanzhou.

Though the demon tribe from the Southern Border has been repelled, their strength is still terrifying and was not severely damaged. The situation among various forces in the world is already clear, the future victors no more than the powers of the north, south, east, and west.

Currently, all four sides face pressure, mutually hostile; battle is only a matter of time. Just one decisive battle establishes a basic direction for the future world's trend.

Sometimes.... it happens very quickly."

Sima Ke let out a long sigh, not out of unwillingness, merely a sigh; given true power, he knows he cannot contend against those beings.

"Your Majesty sees clearly."

"Hehe... precisely because of this clarity, I speak of this Great Jin Court perhaps not seeing another snowfall, two hundred years of foundations almost given away."

"Rest assured, with Mother around, you can at least become a carefree prince and live a life of fortune."

"What about you, Sister? I've heard Chen Yuan has already appointed Princess Yan; what will you do...."

"My affairs do not concern Your Majesty."

Princess Pingyang said coldly.

"Forgive me, Sister, for overstepping...."

Princess Pingyang did not respond, slowly approached the Stargazing Tower's railing, gazing at the falling snow, softly muttered:

"This snowfall perhaps not only proclaims the end of the Sima Royal Family...."

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In contrast to Central State, the snowfalls in Yun State, thousands of miles away, are heavier, a black-clad figure walks through the snow, leaving no footprints. Upon close observation, it's seen the figure's legs remain suspended, half a finger's distance above the snow.

The black-clad man raises his head, with sword-like brows, starry eyes, a deep gaze, poised appearance, enveloped entirely by an invisible pressure, none other than..... Chen Yuan.

Since Xiang Qianqiu has already made his move, naturally he must accept, having made all preparations, he began his journey.

Raising his head, gazing upon the majestic Goddess Mountain, Chen Yuan's lips curl into a faint smile.

The view.... is nice.

This is his first visit to Goddess Palace, previously only heard about; now upon seeing, it indeed holds a good view, a suitable place for leisure, though referring only to the scenery.

Snow continues to fall, Chen Yuan's figure ascends higher, as if climbing invisible steps, gradually reaching higher, his aura restrained, unnoticed by anyone.

Upon reaching high altitude, Chen Yuan overlooks the silver-clad Immortal Mountain, and in a clear voice, calls:

"Chen comes at an invitation, requests Prince Ning to appear!"

The booming voice, like thunder, echoes for miles, all disciples of Goddess Palace instinctively raise their heads toward the sky.

"King Yan's presence graces us; it's our Goddess Palace's honor."