Moreover, Jian Wushuang was also very curious. How did this so-called Gongzi Jiu possess such great power?
One had to know that this was not a team that could be formed by any random person. It was an army of 15 Derived Immortals and over 1,000 Ancestor-level experts.
To be able to form such a team, it seemed like he was determined to kill his elder brother.
It was no wonder that the young Emperor had threatened to kill Gongzi Jiu in his sleep.
If not for Jian Wushuang, he would not have been able to escape and would have died in Jing Chuan.
However, if not for Jian Wushuang, he might not have gone to Jing Chuan and none of this would have happened.
"Are you so sure that it was his second brother, Gongzi Jiu, who did it?" Jian Wushuang asked again.
Chen Qing frowned and then shook his head slightly. "We are not sure, but it is very suspicious. After all, after the young Emperor ascended to this position, the seven young masters started fighting among themselves."
Jian Wushuang nodded and then said in surprise, "Wait, seven young masters?"
Chen Qing nodded. "Emperor Zhen Wuyang has seven sons. They are Gongzi Yan, Gongzi Jiu, Gongzi Yu, Gongzi Qian, Gongzi Mo, Gongzi Hua, and Gongzi Lin. These seven.
"The young Emperor's name is Gongzi Yan. He is also the eldest brother of the other six sons."
Jian Wushuang listened to Chen Qing's detailed explanation and nodded. He looked at the young Emperor who was still unconscious on the deck and could not help but sigh. As the eldest brother, he was actually killed by his younger brothers. It was indeed not easy to be the eldest brother.
He knew that there must be a reason behind this. At the same time, he recalled the conditions that he had been forced to agree to in the bronze hall.
The first condition was to help him ascend to the throne within 70 years.
However, when he thought of those young masters who had not even met each other yet, he felt a headache coming on.
Although he knew that the young Emperor was not a good person, Jian Wushuang still asked curiously, "Why did they want to kill the young Emperor?"
A wisp of a bitter smile appeared on Chen Qing's face. "I'm afraid it's slightly inconvenient to talk about this. The things involved are rather secretive and complicated."
Jian Wushuang nodded. Just as he was about to respond, the skinny purple-robed man slowly walked over. It was as if there was no joy or sorrow on his aged face.
"There's nothing inconvenient to say. You've saved the young Imperial Emperor many times, so you should know some secrets," said the skinny purple-robed man.
"Something happened to Gong Ziyan when he was young. His foundation was destroyed and he couldn't cultivate anymore. However, his father, Emperor Zhen Wuyang, doted on him a lot. Because he was the eldest son, he finally let him take the position of the young emperor. However, his six sons were all very talented and powerful. Naturally, they didn't believe in the young emperor."
"And becoming a minor Imperial Emperor means that all the resources of the entire Heaven Realm's Heavenly Court will be tilted towards you."
"As a result, the unavoidable competition has continued to this day."
After listening to the skinny purple-robed man's summary, Jian Wushuang sighed softly in his heart. It turned out that he was involved in such a chaotic matter. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
At the same time, he also keenly sensed that the skinny purple-robed man was hesitating to speak. He must be hiding something very secretive.
However, Jian Wushuang didn't have the intention to continue asking. In his opinion, he didn't have much to do with the young Imperial Emperor and the others. Naturally, it was meaningless to investigate too deeply.
After leaving the shattered Jingchuan Heavenly Domain, Jian Wushuang and the others didn't return along the previous sea. Instead, they left in another direction.
After all, if another existence more terrifying than the Gigantic Sea Heavenly Scripture appeared under the sea, it would be really troublesome.
Under the control of the skinny purple-robed man, the giant ship floated in the vast Void of Yanli and shuttled back and forth rapidly. It took twice as long as before to rush back to the Six Heavens Realm.
This made Jian Wushuang curse the young Imperial Emperor in his heart again.
After returning to the Six Heavens Realm, the Great Voyage ended in less than ten years. However, the bizarre twists and turns that they experienced still allowed Jian Wushuang to have a preliminary understanding of the Great Yanhuan.
Just a corner of the Heavenly Domain was already so terrifying. However, this was just a small chestnut of the Great Yanhuan. He couldn't think of what he would encounter in the future. He could only take one step at a time.
After returning to the Six Heavens Realm, the skinny purple-robed man and Chen Qing carried the young Imperial Emperor back to the Great Solitary Heaven.
Although the Great Solitary Heaven and the Little Solitary Heaven were given to Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang hadn't been there even once.
A layer of Bounded Domain, which was as warm as water, was opened, and Jian Wushuang entered it with Spring and Autumn.
Looking around, it seemed that they had entered a primeval forest that had never been set foot in. The rich emerald green was the main color of the entire Great Solitary Heaven.
All kinds of strange flowers and grasses bloomed on the ground. The life aura in the wild forest that was almost ten thousand feet tall was extremely rich.
This was not the most shocking place. In the center of the Great Solitary Heaven stood a giant tree that looked like a giant pillar that supported the sky.
Its thick main branches were unfathomably wide, and the dark green canopy above its head was like a cloud hanging from the sky, almost covering the entire sky of Great Solitary Sky.
It seemed that the entire ecosystem of the Great Solitary Heaven was related to this giant tree.
The skinny purple-robed old man in the lead carried the unconscious young Imperial Emperor and rushed towards the crown of the giant tree.
"Brother Jian, please come with us." Chen Qing cupped his hands slightly. After which, he stomped his feet and flew forward.
Looking at the giant tree in front of him, Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate and flew forward.
Stepping into the mist-like clouds, Jian Wushuang felt a soft touch under his feet. He looked around again before slowly walking forward.
On top of the giant tree's crown, there was a rather elegant and warm pavilion.
Chun Qiu was not willing to enter, so he waited outside the pavilion for Jian Wushuang.
Walking into the warm room, he saw a bed made of some unknown material placed in the center of the room.
When the young Imperial Emperor was placed on top of the bed, his expression immediately calmed down, and the cold sweat on his temples stopped flowing.
If one looked carefully, they would be able to see countless strands of powerful life force gathering in the air into the bed, and then continuously nourishing and repairing his body.
Jian Wushuang guessed that this special bed should have an inseparable relationship with the World Tree of the Great Solitary Heaven.
Seeing that the young Imperial Emperor's expression was gradually calming down, Chen Qing and the rest secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Seeing that, Jian Wushuang stayed for a moment, then slowly left the warm pavilion.
Outside the warm pavilion, Chun Qiu was alone, staring at the world in a daze. When he saw him come out, he retracted his thoughts and greeted with a forced smile, "Brother Jian."
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