"Steward Feng, please pay attention to your words. Father has not appointed anyone to inherit the throne. You've gone too far by saying such words. Could it be that you want to mess up the foundation of Snow Empire?"
The Second Prince smiled as he looked at Feng Bao and the Third Prince.
"Hehe, that's interesting."
Ye Fanchen had already landed on the ground. He had also heard Feng Bao's words. He had not expected the last person to be the Third Prince, who had been the least favored.
He knew very well that since Feng Bao dared to say such words in front of so many people, it was definitely the old Emperor who had benefited. As for the First Prince and Second Prince, if they did not want to admit it, then they were wrong.
From the battle between the old Emperor and Liu Chengfeng, Ye Fanchen understood that if one wanted to be the Emperor of the Snow Land, no matter how powerful or powerful one was, it was useless.
What was truly useful was the Dragon Controlling Technique. Only by controlling the Dragon Veins under the Snow Land's Imperial Capital could he truly become the Master of the Snow Land. Ye Fanchen believed that the old Emperor had already given the Dragon Controlling Technique to the Third Prince.
Seeing Ye Fanchen in deep thought, Tao Wuwei immediately understood what he wanted to do. He walked to Ye Fanchen's side and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you want to do this? The Snow Land's time limit is up. If you don't do anything, it will soon fall apart in the civil war. Are you sure you want to help him? "
Thinking about it carefully, this Third Prince was actually not someone who was easy to deal with. He had also placed his bet, but he had chosen a different path. From the first time Ye Fanchen had met him, he had been speaking up for Ye Fanchen.
Under such circumstances, even if the old Emperor was determined to kill Ye Fanchen, the Third Prince still stood out to plead for Ye Fanchen. Fine, Ye Fanchen will follow his wishes. In any case, Ye Fanchen was already tired of staying in the Snow Land.
No one had expected Ye Fanchen's sudden outburst. The First Prince and Second Prince had not expected that they would die at the hands of Ye Fanchen in the end.
The peak of their lives was just about to begin, but with the sound of Ye Fanchen's sword, their lives had come to an end.
Just now, Ye Fanchen had suddenly attacked and killed the First Prince and Second Prince with lightning speed. Then he disappeared into the vast mountains.... Before the people around them could even react to what had happened, Ye Fanchen had already succeeded.
"I hope that Your Majesty can quickly return to the palace to preside over matters. Leave that bold thief to me."
The Fourth Prince reacted quickly. The First Prince and the Second Prince were dead, and he had no intention of fighting for the throne. He was very satisfied with this result. However, in front of so many people, he naturally had to put on an act.
"Your Majesty, please return to the palace."
Zuo Zhenyun and Xiang Yang also knelt down and pleaded.
. Your Majesty.....
. "" Your Majesty.... "
Following the kneeling of Zuo Zhenyun and Xiang Yang, the soldiers behind them also knelt, followed by the Imperial Guards. Everyone was loudly calling for His Majesty to return to the palace.
The dust had settled, and the Third Prince's ascension to the throne was already set in stone. In the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, where Guo Wei was, Ye Fanchen was currently.
As Guo Wei's master, Ye Fanchen felt that before he left, he had to clearly explain his true identity. At this moment, the Fourth Imperial Prince was also looking at Ye Fanchen with a face full of shock.
"You are Qingyun Xian Zun?"
This news was so shocking that the Fourth Imperial Prince, who had just heard it, was stuttering.
"I knew Master was not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect you to be the supreme existence from ten thousand years ago."
Guo Wei smiled bitterly. He finally understood why Ye Fanchen had directly handed over the Beast King's inheritance to him without a second thought. It was because he didn't care about it at all.
But thinking about it, how could the great Qingyun Xian Zun care about a mere Beast King's inheritance? Even though Guo Wei was already close to Level Eight, back then, Qingyun Xian Zun had many Level Ten monsters under him, right?
"Master, what do you plan to do now?"
Guo Wei looked at Ye Fanchen doubtfully. Since he had revealed such an important matter in front of an outsider, it meant that he was already prepared to leave the Snow Land.
"I naturally have my own things to do. Now, I'm just telling you my true identity. Your loyalty to me is not in vain."
Who was Ye Fanchen? The great Qingyun Xian Zun, the strongest person from ten thousand years ago. Even though he had lost his original strength, he also knew some of the reasons why he was harmed back then.
The world was much bigger than he thought. Back then, when he massacred the Hundred Schools of Thought, those old guys actually endured it. Now that he had been reborn, those old guys actually used him as a gambling tool to gamble.
It was time for him to disappear. He didn't want to be a pawn, he wanted to be the player. Now that he had nothing to worry about, no matter what he did, he had the absolute initiative. Those who placed bets on him couldn't threaten him. Since he already knew of their existence, it was time to pay back these people who played him.
Ye Fanchen left quietly. He didn't take anyone with him. Before he left, he even canceled the contract between him and Guo Wei.
Tao Wuwei felt helpless. As Ye Fanchen's guardian, he actually lost track of Ye Fanchen. He searched everywhere like a madman, but Ye Fanchen seemed to have completely disappeared. There was no trace of his aura at all.
After ten thousand years, Ye Fanchen didn't only know the way of the sword. During the ten thousand years of loneliness in the Immortal Tomb, he comprehended a special secret method that allowed him to blend into any environment and erase his own existence. If not, how could he endure the endless silence?
Speaking of which, this secret method was of little value. Usually, he wouldn't use it at all. But now, it became a sharp weapon for him to jump out of this chessboard.
Ten thousand miles away from the Snow Land, a group of guards hired by a caravan were fighting against a group of second level magical beasts, three-eyed wolves. The battle was very fierce, but it was obvious that these mercenaries had the absolute upper hand.
As the last Three-eyed Wolf was killed, all the mercenaries let out a burst of excited cheers.
Because other than the gold coins that the employer gave them, the demon cores, fur, and especially the third eye of the three-eyed wolves could bring them another objective income.
"Hurry up, we're about to reach our destination. After we pack up, let's hurry up and get back home before it gets dark."
A man with a thick beard shouted loudly.
"Are we almost there? Mercenary City. "
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