Ye Fanchen hugged Nangong Yaner and whistled softly.
The silver-white longsword that had pierced Chu Mosheng's chest trembled slightly, bringing with it a bewitching mist of blood that shook the hearts of those who saw it.
No one had expected that the future heir to the throne of King Chu would die in the Imperial Palace of the Snow Land. If news of this spread, the old King Chu would probably be seething with rage and seek revenge on Ye Fanchen at all costs!
"How … how dare he …"
As he watched Ye Fanchen's figure gradually disappear into the distance, the First Prince felt that his body was no longer under his control and began to tremble.
He didn't dare to believe that with Chu Mosheng's status, Ye Fanchen would dare to kill him!
"I don't want you to die so easily!" Ye Fanchen suddenly turned to look at the First Prince. "But if you provoke me, I might not be able to control myself!"
The cold killing intent was like an invisible tentacle that passed through the wall of imperial guards and vassals and wrapped around the First Prince's body.
When the First Prince, who had been trembling a moment ago, heard Ye Fan Chen's words, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. His trembling body seemed to have been frozen as he froze on the spot.
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The old Emperor, who had personally witnessed all of this, glanced at the frightened First Prince and shook his head imperceptibly.
Although his eldest son's martial talent was lacking, he could still be considered average. He was also very shrewd and experienced, but he was too narrow-minded and lacked courage.
Thinking of this, the old Emperor glanced at Ye Fanchen's back, who seemed to be taking a stroll, and sighed in his heart, "If only he was my son, I wouldn't have to worry about the Snow Land's resurgence!"
Clang!
By the time everyone regained their senses, the silver-white longsword had already been sheathed and Ye Fanchen had already reached the end of the Dragon Path.
Ye Fanchen, who was standing at the gate of the Imperial Palace, paused in his footsteps. Then he turned half of his body and said emotionlessly, "Old Emperor, the next time we meet, it will be when your Snow Empire is destroyed."
After saying this nonchalantly, Ye Fanchen walked out of the palace without looking back.
There was an old saying that was quite good — the highest level of cruelty was not to enjoy it, but to not know what cruelty was!
In the eyes of everyone present, Ye Fanchen belonged to this kind of person. How could he say something like destroying the Snow Land so casually? Could it be that this kid didn't know what kind of dynasty the Snow Land was?
"What are you standing! Why aren't you chasing him?! No matter what, we can't let this kid leave here alive! "
The gloomy First Prince waited until Ye Fanchen's figure had completely disappeared from sight before roaring angrily at the surrounding imperial guards and guards.
Now that Feng Bao had personally gone after Guo Wei, without the protection of a Yuan Opening Realm cultivator, he was just an ant in Ye Fanchen's eyes. Even Chu Mosheng, who was in the middle stage of the Chaotic Realm, died without a complete corpse, let alone him.
So when Ye Fanchen seemed to have forgotten about him, he kept silent like an obedient child. He didn't dare to anger Ye Fanchen again.
The imperial guards and guards finally reacted as if they had just woken up from a dream. They all raised their weapons and chased after Ye Fanchen.
"Come back!"
The old Emperor looked up and waved his hand lightly. He said in a low voice, "So what if you catch up? What can you do to him? Give this kid some time. If Yan 'er can be saved, my Snow Land … "
"Cough cough …"
Before he finished speaking, a series of hurried coughs interrupted the old Emperor.
Although the old Emperor's figure was stooped, he stood there like an iron tower. But at this moment, the old Emperor's body suddenly swayed.
A few eunuchs from the Servants Administration looked at each other and hurriedly ran over to support the old Emperor.
"Pfff —"
The old Emperor opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, directly spraying the face of an approaching eunuch.
The eunuch touched the blood on his face and tried to sniff, only to feel a choking smell of blood squeeze into his nostrils. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The old Emperor had been relying on all kinds of spiritual medicine to keep his life. His body was now filled with all kinds of spiritual energy. Even a mouthful of blood was a great tonic for ordinary people, but it was also a highly toxic substance.
Clearly, this eunuch couldn't withstand the spiritual energy in the old Emperor's blood.
"Summon the Second Prince, the Third Prince, and the Fourth Imperial Prince to the palace. I have important matters to announce!"
These were the last words of the old Emperor, who was on the verge of collapsing, before he completely lost consciousness.
He wasn't ready for this last shift. He was very clear about the current situation in the Snow Land. Outside, the Mang Kingdom was eyeing covetously. Inside, there were warlords everywhere.
More importantly, the Snow Land's Dragon Vein was under the Imperial City. For so many years, he hadn't taken a single step out of the Imperial Palace because he wanted to personally suppress this Dragon Vein.
Previously, he wanted his sons to go to the Secret Realm that was about to open in hopes of finding a treasure that could replace him in suppressing this unruly Dragon Vein.
Even if he couldn't find a treasure that could completely replace him in suppressing this Dragon Vein, his sons would at least be able to obtain something if they went in together. If quality didn't work, then he could only try quantity.
But after the First Prince's provocation, the old Emperor was furious and his body's condition worsened.
Perhaps the First Prince, who was still standing at the side, didn't know that it wasn't just the old Emperor who was on the verge of collapsing. It was also the imperial power of the Snow Land that he had always dreamed of.
"Kill! The news of Young King Chu's death must not be spread out! "
The person who was talking was the Head Eunuch of the Palace Hall, Hu Ming. This person had been in this position for more than 300 years and had never shown his strength. Until today, he showed his decisive fangs.
The Imperial Guards only hesitated for a moment and then waved their weapons to kill the vassals of the Palace Hall.
These Imperial Guards were the children of the soldiers who had sacrificed their lives for the Snow Land in the past. Those who were more talented would be selected by the Imperial Family to be trained in a special place. They would become the Imperial Guards who were loyal to the princes.
As for those who were not as talented as the Imperial Guards, they would be trained into the Imperial Guards to protect the Emperor.
The biggest difference between the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards was that the Imperial Guards who had to follow the princes all the time could enter and leave the Imperial Palace at will. They could also marry and have children. In the future, their children would also be the retainers of the princes' children.
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