Moon Country, Moon Imperial Palace.
Within the Heart-Nurturing Palace, Yue Changkong was lying on a luxurious dragon bed, covered with a thick blanket. His face was pale and his cheeks were clearly sunken in.
He lay on the bed with his eyes closed. His breathing was completely cut off. He looked like a corpse.
The empress and the other concubines surrounded him, all of them had sorrowful expressions on their faces. The other eunuchs and serving girls all had heavy expressions on their faces. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Yue Tianxin, Yue Tianyi and Yue Qingyun stood at the very front, only behind the Imperial Preceptor Yue Guanshan. The other princes and kings were all behind them. Some of the important officials of the imperial court stood further back.
On the other side, Yue Qingxue quietly stood beside the bed. Her expression was cold and indifferent, there was no trace of sorrow on her face. Yue Qingyu stood beside her, her bright eyes were like swords, constantly scanning everyone's faces.
Because of the two sisters, the originally heavy atmosphere in the great hall became even more stifling.
Although Yue Qingxue was the Nation Protector Sword Sovereign, she wasn't ranked within the top 20 in the royal clan. It was impossible for the throne to be passed to her. However, Gao Zhengyang stood behind her. Everyone here, who would dare to disregard him?
If it was any other expert, even if it was Lu Jiuyuan from the Dao Sect, everyone wouldn't be so afraid. After all, Lu Jiuyuan was a reasonable person and would abide by the rules of the various countries.
But Gao Zhengyang was different. This person was never reasonable and didn't abide by the rules. If something went wrong, he would directly flip the table and kill. Those who didn't believe in him were all killed by him. This included the Fire Nation's Emperor, Huo Tianlie.
Up until now, the Fire Nation still hadn't chosen a new emperor. The entire country was in chaos. This was all Gao Zhengyang's doing.
Everyone was afraid of one thing, and that was Gao Zhengyang would suddenly appear and support Yue Qingxue to become the new emperor. That would be troublesome.
Everyone naturally wouldn't agree to let Yue Qingxue become the new emperor. Firstly, her personality wasn't suitable to be an emperor and there were also problems with her capabilities. Moreover, if Yue Qingxue became the Empress, wouldn't Gao Zhengyang become the Yue Country's Emperor Emeritus?
Yue Country was the Yue Clan's Yue Country. No one could tolerate outsiders meddling in the affairs of the Moon Nation. Therefore, while everyone was afraid of Yue Qingxue, they were also particularly hostile towards her.
Unfortunately, no one dared to say it out loud, but that invisible hostility could not be concealed.
Yue Qingxue knew what everyone was thinking like the back of her hand. However, he didn't want to say anything more. A bunch of mediocre people were not worth wasting his energy on.
On the other hand, Yue Qingyu had just entered Stage 9 and was filled with battle intent. She was quite angry at everyone's hostility and acted quite arrogantly.
The Grand Heavenmaster Zhang Jiuhe's arrival broke the silence in the hall. He had white hair and a ruddy complexion. With a green bamboo cane in his hand, he looked like an immortal. He was also one of the few Divine Hands who specialized in medical skills in the Dao Sect. His medical skills were the best in the world. He was the most famous miracle doctor in the world.
After Yue Changkong was stabbed, he had used up all his spiritual medicines but his injuries only worsened with each passing day. Helplessly, the royal family of the Moon Nation could only seek help from the Dao Sect.
Zhang Jiuhe traveled day and night and only arrived at the Moon God Capital today.
The Imperial Preceptor Yue Guanshan went up to greet him. Zhang Jiuhe waved his hands, "The patient is more important. Let's take a look at the patient first."
Yue Guanshan hurriedly led Zhang Jiuhe to the bedside and asked him to check his pulse.
After one's martial arts reached the ninth tier, they would be able to use their divine sense to observe themselves. It could be said that there was nothing they couldn't see. No changes to the body could be hidden from the person themselves. However, there were also some strange injuries that ninth-ranked experts had no way to recover from.
Yue Changkong was heavily injured by the assassin. The assassin left a sinister energy in his body that constantly devoured his essence blood and soul, depleting his life force.
The Imperial Preceptor Yue Guanshan tried all sorts of methods but was unable to reverse his injuries. He could only place all his hopes on Zhang Jiuhe.
Zhang Jiuhe checked his pulse as his white brows furrowed. He spoke to Yue Guanshan, "This kind of netherworld energy has already intertwined with his majesty's soul. It's very troublesome …"
Yue Guanshan's heart sank. Zhang Jiuhe's meaning was very clear. He didn't have any good solutions. If even Zhang Jiuhe was helpless, the situation would be terrible.
"Heavenly Teacher, what exactly is the netherworld energy in his majesty's body? Is there any way to counter it?"
Yue Guanshan asked.
Zhang Jiuhe shook his head. "This kind of netherworld energy is extremely strange and profound. It doesn't exist in the mortal world. If I didn't guess wrongly, it should be the Netherworld Shadow Dragon Sword Intent of the royal devil race. "
"Netherworld Shadow Dragon Sword Intent?" Yue Guanshan asked, "Heavenly Teacher, please dispel my doubts."
Zhang Jiuhe sighed. "In the depths of the devil world, there's a boundless netherworld. In the netherworld, there's a shadow dragon that seems illusory yet illusory. Most of the time, the shadow dragon is formless and colorless, unable to be discovered by any lifeforms. When it appears, it's only an illusory shadow. However, it was born from the netherworld energy and is extremely powerful.
It can be said to be one of the strongest gods in the devil world. It's unknown what methods the royal devil race used, but they obtained the inheritance of the shadow dragon and created the Netherworld Shadow Dragon Sword Intent. From then on, the royal devil race had a shadow dragon bloodline that specialized in this art. In the previous era, the Netherworld Shadow Dragon was extremely famous and was the most terrifying assassin in the world … "
The Daoist Sect had a deep inheritance and had a deep understanding of the devil race. Zhang Jiuhe was also Lu Jiuyuan's senior apprentice brother and was extremely knowledgeable. He was very clear about the origin of the Netherworld Shadow Dragon Sword.
"Is there no way to restrain it?" Yue Guanshan asked agitatedly.
In this world, there's always a way to restrain and restrain each other. No matter how strong the Netherworld Shadow Dragon Sword was, there would definitely be a way to expel it.
Zhang Jiuhe felt somewhat helpless, but he could understand Yue Guanshan's feelings. After all, the person lying on the bed was the emperor of a country. If something happened to him at such a crucial moment, the entire Moon Country would be greatly affected.
He thought about it and spoke, "The netherworld energy is ethereal and obscure, but there are many types of energy that can restrain it. For example, arts of extreme yang, pure yang energy, etc. However, there's a problem. The assassin who acted was clearly a saint-level expert. A strand of sword intent permeated the core of the emperor's soul. There's no way to expel it with external force. "
Yue Changkong's cultivation was still too weak. Even though he had a protective divine weapon, he wasn't able to block the assassin's sword intent. Also, he was completely intimidated by the opponent's sword intent. His soul was permeated by the sword intent. Ultimately, it was because his will was weak and he couldn't withstand it.
For such an injury, outsiders wouldn't be able to help.
Yue Guanshan also felt some despair. He used his divine sense to ask Zhang Jiuhe, "How much longer?"
"At most a month." Zhang Jiuhe replied, "Let's quickly make arrangements for the future."
A month's time was more than enough for him to make arrangements for his funeral. Yue Guanshan's heart was filled with sorrow, but he could only accept reality. Since he couldn't be cured, the most important thing now was to make arrangements for the inheritance of the throne.
He personally sent Zhang Jiuhe to the Heaven Spirit Palace to rest. After making arrangements, he returned to the Heart-Nurturing Palace.
Yue Guanshan spoke to the concubines, princes and ministers, "All of you retreat first. Empress, Tianxin, Tianyi, Qingyun, Qingxue and Qingyu, stay behind."
The princes and kings were all very unwilling. The concubines couldn't help but protest. A commotion broke out in the great hall.
"All of you, get out." Yue Guanshan's expression sank as he shouted harshly. His aura surged as his voice penetrated the souls of everyone present.
For a time, everyone was dumbstruck. Yue Guanshan had been the Imperial Preceptor for over two hundred years. His prestige was extremely high and no one dared to oppose him. Everyone hesitated for a moment before they obediently retreated out of the great hall.
Yue Guanshan's gaze swept over everyone as he reminded, "I will wake his Majesty up. You guys don't speak nonsense."
As he spoke, his fingers moved like the wind, tapping 108 times on Yue Changkong's body. Through the stimulation of different acupoints, Yue Changkong's slumbering origin qi was stimulated.
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