Imperial Capital, Palace.
“Honorable Empress of Great Jin, I have a question I wish to ask Your Majesty.” An envoy from a foreign country stood up and spoke.
From behind the red silk curtains came the Empress’s cold voice: “Speak.”
The envoy respectfully said, “At the grand birthday banquet of Your Majesty, the most esteemed Empress of your nation, why is there no sign of Emperor Meng? Did the Emperor not send a gift?”
Everyone’s eyes turned towards the high seat in the Golden Throne Hall.
Through the gauzy curtains, several figures could be seen faintly. The figure standing with a sword was naturally Su Qingqiu, while the Empress lay on her side, propping her face with her hand, looking casual.
There was also a man sitting stiffly beside the Empress…
Minister Meng Qin!
Many people immediately thought of the term “Empress’ Lover,” which now seemed to be confirmed.
“The Emperor is unwell and unable to meet guests. As for the gift…” The Empress glanced at Meng Qingzhou, who was sitting upright and sweating profusely, and smiled:
“The Emperor’s gift has already been delivered. My family matters are not for you to worry about.”
The Emperor’s gift was Meng Qingzhou himself, who had bravely stepped forward today, facing the Seven Supreme Beings with a mortal body and commanding the Space-Time Sword Saint to slay powerful enemies.
He did not cower in fear or hide under the Empress’s skirt. If he had, Dongfang Liuli might not have said anything but would have been somewhat disappointed.
As the Empress’s only and legitimate husband, he could not be a coward.
“Your performance today pleased me,” Dongfang Liuli said to Meng Qingzhou.
Meng Qingzhou scratched his head and gave an awkward smile, “Me? Really… I don’t think I did anything.”
Dongfang Liuli smiled and said no more.
At that moment, a cry echoed through the Golden Throne Hall: “Big Column Kingdom! What’s wrong with you?”
The lively atmosphere came to a halt, and everyone turned their gaze. They saw Qin Fenghuo, who had been drinking sullenly in a corner, suddenly vomiting blood and half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale.
Qin Fenghuo, the Big Column Kingdom of the Great Jin Dynasty, who had been invincible for three hundred years, was vomiting blood without warning!
Thousands of Imperial Guards quickly mobilized, surrounding the entire palace.
“Activate the Nine Cauldrons Heaven and Earth Formation!” Lin Lu, the leader of the Imperial Guard, activated the formation to protect the palace.
In an instant, the atmosphere became tense, and the killing intent of the thousands of Mountain Moving Realm Imperial Guards filled the air.
Guests and envoys all put down their wine cups, their faces grave.
“Big Column Kingdom, were you attacked?” Lin Lu hurriedly stepped forward to support Qin Fenghuo and asked.
Qin Fenghuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and said:
“Stand down, it’s not these people’s fault. My main body was severely injured, affecting my incarnation.”
At these words, Lin Lu’s initially tense expression changed dramatically, and he exclaimed:
“Your main body was severely injured!?”
“Big Column Kingdom, wasn’t your main body besieging the rebel Zhao Yuhuan in the Burial Immortal Mountain Range? Did a supreme being intervene in the forbidden land?”
Even the Empress, Dongfang Liuli, could no longer sit still. She lifted the curtain and walked to Qin Fenghuo, gently pointing a finger at his forehead to check his injuries, then took out a top-grade Celestial pill and handed it to him.
Qin Fenghuo’s expression was dark, and he shook his head, refusing the Empress’s kindness. With a thud, he knelt on the ground and said heavily:
“I have failed Your Majesty, please punish me!”
Dongfang Liuli had a bad premonition and said, “Speak!”
Qin Fenghuo’s head drooped, as if his spirit had been drained, and he said dejectedly:
“It was Zhao Yuhuan. He had been hiding his true strength. When he mobilized his troops to confront the imperial forces, he met me in battle.”
“Who could have imagined that the vassal king, despised by the world and ruling the desolate Shu Region, whom everyone thought was only at the Mountain Moving Realm, was actually a peerless expert with one foot in the Morning Glow Realm!”
“The battle nearly shattered the Forbidden Land of Buried Immortals. I was defeated, my main body pierced by a spear and nailed to the center of the forbidden land.”
In just a few words, the information was explosive.
Everyone’s minds went blank, including the guests and powerful figures from various forces, who were all shocked by Qin Fenghuo’s words.
The officials of Great Jin turned pale, showing expressions of disbelief.
“The King of Shu is a peerless expert at the half-step Morning Glow Realm!? What else is he hiding? Does he intend to overthrow the heavens?”
“Impossible! If Zhao Yuhuan were a peerless expert, why didn’t he kill me when I publicly mocked him as a scourge and a disgrace?”
“This man is terrifying, a peerless expert who has endured for so many years.”
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Meng Qingzhou, who had also come over, overheard the entire conversation. Even he had to marvel at the ambitious heroism of Zhao Yuhuan, who could be the protagonist or the main antagonist in any story.
Terrifyingly steady!
Meng Qingzhou recalled the plot of the book and sighed, suddenly realizing that the plot had completely collapsed.
In the novel, Zhao Yuhuan’s schemes succeeded, and he took the throne without personally taking action.
The Empress then fled, becoming an evil antagonist, secretly cultivating to the peak of the Morning Glow Realm before emerging. Upon her return, she immediately went to the Great Jin palace and killed Zhao Yuhuan, who was wearing the dragon robe and sitting on the throne, shattering both him and the imperial throne.
Due to the vast difference in strength, the author didn’t even mention Zhao Yuhuan’s realm.
Now it seemed that at most, he was at the early Morning Glow Realm. For the Empress, with her unparalleled talent, three to four years was enough for a complete transformation. For Zhao Yuhuan, with his ordinary talent and cautious nature, three to four years was too short. Breaking through from the half-step Morning Glow Realm to the early Morning Glow Realm was already very difficult.
Dongfang Liuli frowned slightly and asked:
“What about the imperial edict I wrote?”
“Zhao Yuhuan tore it up,” Qin Fenghuo said.
Dongfang Liuli closed her eyes, thought for a moment, then opened her eyes and looked towards the northwest.
Her crimson eyes shone with boundless divine light, piercing through the void, gazing tens of thousands of miles away.
After a long while.
Dongfang Liuli withdrew her gaze and said calmly, “Zhao Yuhuan is not as strong as you think. He should have just broken through to the half-step Morning Glow Realm, relying on some top-tier divine power or something that temporarily boosts his cultivation level to quickly defeat you.”
The Empress smiled coldly, her eyes filled with killing intent, and said:
“The world says I look down on Zhao Yuhuan, but does he not look down on me as well!? He thinks my Great Jin has no one, relying only on two pillars. So he quickly defeated Qin Fenghuo, injuring but not killing him, saving his strength to kill me.”
“Does he think I am so easily bullied!”
As soon as she finished speaking, a demonic voice echoed from the sky, the voice arriving before the person, shaking the heavens and sweeping through the nine layers of the sky.
The unique fiery clouds of dusk were scattered by this laugh.
“Your Majesty, the sinner Zhao Yuhuan defies the imperial edict to attend the banquet, congratulating Your Majesty on your birthday and wishing you an ascension on this day of sacrifice.”
“The sinner Zhao Yuhuan has come to kill the monarch!”
Countless people in the Imperial Capital looked towards the northwest sky, vaguely seeing a figure standing in the dusk, demonic energy billowing, turning the red sunset black.
The King of Shu, Zhao Yuhuan! He had really come!
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