"Imperial Concubine Zhen actually intercepted Shen Zhenyi?"
In the center of the imperial city, the emperor heard the news. He looked both happy and worried. No one knew what he was thinking.
The chief eunuch smiled bitterly. Since the mysterious death of the previous emperor, he followed the principle of being cautious. He would never say anything more before he knew what the emperor was thinking.
— — It was certainly a good thing to be able to intercept Shen Zhenyi.
But … — — it was Concubine Zhen who stopped him, but it didn't necessarily make the emperor happy.
"She created the Seven Styles of the Sword Demon and reached this step. She's really talented."
The emperor's tone was cold. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry — — but there was always a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"The Seven Styles of the Sword Demon was easily broken by Shen Zhenyi."
The chief eunuch didn't dare to hide the truth. He replied with trepidation, "After Shen Zhenyi severely injured Concubine Zhen, he left her some time to comprehend …"
What?
The emperor frowned. The Third Young Master Shen was so arrogant. Why was he so fearless?
He sneered and said, "Could it be that Third Young Master Shen is also a layman who has a tender heart for the fairer sex?"
Concubine Zhen was very beautiful. The emperor remembered clearly that he was also stunned by her beauty. Unfortunately, this woman was too stubborn and focused on martial arts. He didn't like her, so she lost his favor.
— — Of course, Shen Zhenyi would never be seduced by a woman's beauty. What was going on?
The emperor suddenly had a feeling that everything was out of control.
Since the first time someone came back from the Chaotic Separation Mystery Land, this feeling of loss of control grew stronger day by day, making him feel uneasy deep in his heart.
The chief eunuch knelt and reported, "It seems that Shen Zhenyi is waiting for Concubine Zhen to comprehend the eighth style of the Sword Demon …"
"The eighth style of the Sword Demon?"
The Emperor was extremely shocked. He stood up abruptly, his face cold and stern.
The Seven Styles of the Sword Demon was a martial art of the ninth level of the Perfected Person Realm. It was regarded as a peerless martial art by the kings of the royal family. If she could comprehend the eighth style, it meant that she would break through the red line set by the first emperor and have a chance to break through to the tenth level of the Perfected Person Realm!
How was this possible?
How could that woman do it?
The Emperor thought for a moment and shook his head heavily. "I'm afraid that I'll have to disappoint the Third Young Master Shen. My precious concubine has already perfected the Seven Styles of the Sword Demon 30 years ago. In recent years, she has been in seclusion many times in an attempt to break through the realm. Unfortunately, she has returned empty-handed every time. I heard that she almost went berserk..."
Over the past few decades, his precious concubine had repeatedly failed to achieve anything. The Imperial Physician had sent her medicine many times. The Emperor was also aware of this, but his heart had always been cold and he had never visited her.
He believed that the precious concubine's foundation was limited, and she would not be able to take that step no matter what.
The steward wiped his sweat. He didn't know if the emperor would be angry if he told the truth. "In fact, the precious concubine has already made a breakthrough. She has just comprehended the eighth move of the Sword Devil …"
He raised his head and looked at the emperor as if he was begging for mercy.
The Emperor's face was as cold as ice.
His killing intent was obvious!
The temperature of the entire Imperial City dropped.
Shen Zhenyi and Noble Consort Zhen, who were currently confronting each other, also noticed this. Noble Consort Zhen sneered and turned around, glancing disdainfully in the direction of the imperial city.
"He's angry."
Her tone was cold and mischievous.
Shen Zhenyi smiled. "The wrath of the Son of Heaven is nothing more than this."
The four seasons changed, and the temperature changed. Relying on the power of the Imperial Family, Chanyu Jing could only do this much. It was really disappointing.
"He probably didn't expect that I could advance to such a realm."
Noble Consort Zhen waved her hand absent-mindedly, feeling the abundant power in her body.
"However, I just made a breakthrough, so I can't last for long. The Third Prince, please forgive me. I'm going to use my full strength."
Although she was interrupted by the change in the weather, Noble Consort Zhen's gesture didn't stop.
The demonic aura lingered and became thicker.
Countless demons emerged from the black aura around her, dancing and dancing. Compared to the previous Demonic Dance, it was even more beautiful and magical.
Moreover, the demonic nature was originally chaotic and the killing intent was exposed. But now, it was all restrained and not easy to sense.
There were even demonic thoughts that had silently blended into the air, becoming invisible and formless. There was only a cold and gloomy aura that assaulted the face.
"Demonic Formless, Eighth Transformation!"
Shen Zhenyi smiled and lightly shook his sleeves.
Noble Consort Zhen had already made her move.
The formless image occupied the sky and killed people without leaving a trace. This was the transformation of the Demonic Sword's Eighth Move.
This could be said to be the Faceless Demonic Transformation!
Without saying a word, she had already killed people!
If Noble Consort Zhen wasn't facing Shen Zhenyi, she probably wouldn't even have a corpse left!
Fortunately, she was facing Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi seemed to have expected this kind of terrifying attack. He shook his sleeves, and the sky changed color. His sleeves were like a great bell, producing a melodious buzzing sound.
Dang —
Dang —
Dang —
He shook his sleeves three times, and the evening drum and morning bell rang three times. The sound was so loud that the entire Imperial City became clear.
The experts on all sides were suddenly awakened by the sound of the bell. Many people looked around, not knowing what had happened.
The Emperor was silent in the shadows, clenching his fists even tighter.
Princess Yan stood on the high platform, looking at the Weiyang Palace in front of her from afar. Her body trembled.
"He … he has already reached the realm where the sound of a bell is like this?"
The essence of martial arts was like the sound of a bell.
As soon as one made a move, the sound of a bell would accompany it. This was because martial arts were in accordance with the principles of the world, so it could receive the response of the righteous energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, the sound of a bell was like the law of heaven and earth.
Countless experts of the Imperial Family had chased after this realm for many years, but in the end, they returned without success.
They didn't expect Shen Zhenyi to be able to achieve it so casually!
Noble Consort Zhen also didn't expect this.
The Heavenly Demons were most afraid of the righteous energy of heaven and earth.
Now, the righteous energy of heaven and earth was so dense that it gathered and took shape. With a loud sound, the demons fled!
Those formless and shapeless devils were annihilated by the sound of the bell as if they were dried twigs.
The eighth move of the Sword Demon was naturally defeated.
Noble Consort Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face was pale, and she was extremely beautiful. She shouted sternly, "You tricked me?"
The eighth move of the Sword Demon was destroyed by this move, and Noble Consort Zhen's foundation was damaged. This was very uncomfortable. She might need dozens of years of hard work to make up for it.
She subconsciously felt that Shen Zhenyi deliberately let her comprehend the eighth move and set a trap to injure her severely.
"No need to be angry."
Shen Zhenyi said lightly, "The eighth move of the Sword Demon was originally evil. If I didn't use the righteous energy of heaven and earth to break the demonic thoughts that you formed, when your martial arts improved in the future, you would only be possessed by the demonic thoughts and lose yourself. Now, after this setback, you can use the demonic path to enter the Dao and take another step forward to the higher realm of the ninth move. "
Noble Consort Zhen was stunned. She turned around and thought. Cold sweat dripped down her body. Suddenly, she lowered her head and bowed to Shen Zhenyi.
She was sincerely convinced.
"Thank you for your guidance, Young Master. From now on, I understand the path of martial arts. If it wasn't for Young Master, I'm afraid I would have died without a burial place!"
… He was really sincerely guiding her!
Although Noble Consort Zhen didn't know why, she was willing to kneel and thank him for his guidance.
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