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Chapter 2316

Words:3460Update:23/02/24 07:00:45

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The blood moon formed by the black robes rose increasingly higher. In mere moments, it was as high as the sky.

Pitch-black Demonic Qi covered the sky, and the blood moon appeared indistinct in the demonic fog. Everyone could not tell whether this was the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb or the Blood Moon Dynasty's boundless Demonic Domain.

Before one wave settled, another wave rose in the succession race.

Everyone knew that most of the retainers under the First Prince were from the Devil Dao.

After all, while the imperial ancestral temple's elders colluded with the Demonic Dao to keep the Hidden Spirit Temple in check, it was not unknown.

At the very least, the various feudal lords and Noble Clan powerhouses present knew some clues.

If the weak Royal Clan did not want to be controlled by others, they could only use a strategy to keep each other in check.

However, based on the current situation, the imperial ancestral temple's elders seemed to have gone overboard. The Demonic Dao people were not in their grasp.

The expressions of the various feudal lords and Noble Clan powerhouses immediately changed slightly.

"Soaring Dragon Marquis, what do you think the situation is like?"

A feudal lord asked the Soaring Dragon Marquis. The succession race had already gone out of control. These feudal lords all felt somewhat uneasy.

The Royal Clan seemed to be losing control of the situation.

The Soaring Dragon Marquis frowned slightly. After some thought, he said, "Let's wait and see. The imperial palace is where the Luck of the entire dynasty lies. The Royal Clan has operated here for more than one hundred thousand years. Even if a Faux God descends, he would not dare to be impudent here. "

Although the Soaring Dragon Marquis said that, he still felt that something was wrong, as the Yan Emperor had not appeared yet.

Inside the palace in the clouds:

The imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor walked to a corner. A pitch-black figure stood in front of him. It was just an image, but everyone could feel the overwhelming Demonic Might in its eyes.

The two quickly conversed. The imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor's expression changed several times before he finally nodded helplessly.

When the image vanished, the imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor's expression returned to normal as he slowly walked forward.

The clouds in front slowly vanished. It looked like the imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor was about to walk to the platform.

The tightly shut Yan Emperor suddenly opened his eyes and asked indifferently, "Who are you speaking to?"

The imperial ancestral temple's Imperial Ancestor paused for a moment but did not leave. After a while, his figure appeared before the many powerhouses in the palace. As he stood in the clouds, he said, "Everyone, don't panic. Everything in the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb is under the Royal Clan's control. The succession race will proceed as planned."

"It's the ancestor!"

Seeing the patriarch appear, the various feudal vassals and aristocratic families felt slightly relieved.

Since the Grand Ancestor had said so, there was nothing to worry about. After all, this was an important place in the Imperial Palace, and the dynasty had 100,000 years of accumulation.

However, the battle for the crown prince position was even more complicated and confusing, making it even more difficult to predict.

In the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb:

Demonic clouds covered the sky, and the blood moon hung high in the sky.

Xi held the mutated Demonic Imperial Sword and revealed a baffling smile under the blood moon.

Behind him stood the Black Lotus Saint, the Azure Lotus Saintess, and many Demonic Dao experts.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard, causing them to frown.

The Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince stood together. Their eyes were filled with confusion. They didn't know what this person wanted to do.

What was even more confusing was how Xiao Chen could hold the Yan Imperial Sword in First Brother's hand. There were too many strange things.

Both of them felt a trace of uneasiness, and they faintly sensed that the competition for the Crown Prince position had changed.

When Xiao Chen looked up at the blood moon in the sky, he suddenly felt like he was in a dream. It was like the Bloodmoon Dynasty had already occupied this place.

"What kind of agreement did First Brother make with the imperial ancestral temple? To think that they brought such a monster into the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb."

The Thirteenth Prince Wang Yi's eyes flickered. He no longer dared to act rashly.

Wang Feng said softly, "Just wait and see. If he only wants to wait for the Ethereal Immortal Palace to appear, the situation will not be that bad."

The best guess was that this person was only interested in the Ethereal Immortal Palace. The worst case scenario was unimaginable.

Sikong Shu and the Silver Dragon King showed grave expressions as they looked at the blood moon above.

The Silver Dragon King sent a voice projection, This person is called Xi. He is the First Prince of the Xuewu Dynasty. At the same time, the Demonic Dao Hall's Hall Master thinks highly of him. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely become the new Demon Monarch and control the entire Demonic Dao. It looks like he is determined to obtain the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

Sikong Shu replied calmly, It is not that simple. There are many factions of the Demonic Dao entangling with him. For him to be able to unite the Black Lotus Church and the Azure Lotus Church under him, it means that he is very ambitious. This time, it's not as simple as the Misty Palace of Immortals … "

"Whoosh!"

On the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen, who was anxiously treating his injuries, sensed a figure descend.

It was Chu Chaoyun, who had been hiding somewhere. Then, he appeared and landed beside Xiao Chen.

Chu Chaoyun stared at Xi, who was below. After some thought, he said, "This is really unexpected. I thought that after killing the First Prince, he would be no longer a threat. Now, I can't figure out what he is trying to do …"

"You can't figure it out? Actually, it is very simple. Ships come and go in the surging sea, all for the sake of profit. Putting aside the minor details, he used me to kill the First Prince. Clearly, he wants to obtain the greatest benefit, to replace the First Prince! "

Xiao Chen made a bold prediction that no one dared to think of. This startled Chu Chaoyun, not daring to reply.

The Yanwu Dynasty had existed for more than one hundred thousand years. Its territory was vast, and its accumulations were deep. Xiao Chen alone wanted to take over the entire Yanwu Dynasty. This was a pipe dream, too exaggerated.

"Isn't this a little too inconceivable?"

Chu Chaoyun said with some uncertainty after a pause.

After all, Ruoxi was only doing this for the Ethereal Immortal Palace. There was no need to expose her identity. It would be better to let the First Prince block the spear.

"Aside from the various possibilities, there is only one possibility left. No matter how incredible it is, it is the truth. Do you know who else stands behind me, aside from the Heavenly Alliance? "

"Who?"

Chu Chaoyun raised his eyebrows. He had long sensed that Xiao Chen knew something that he did not.

"The Hidden Spirit Temple! If not for the Hidden Spirit Temple's help, my strength would not have improved before the succession race. This game of chess is no longer as simple as the succession race. In the current Martial Epoch, the eight super factions are all here. They all have their own plans and backup plans. "

There was one more thing that Xiao Chen did not say.

Back then, in the Hidden Spirit Temple, Sword God Su Hanshan and the Spring Snow Bladesman Pan Huang were there at the same time. Was it a coincidence?

How could there be such a coincidence? The strongest person of the Sword Dao and the strongest person of the Saber Dao appeared at the Hidden Spirit Temple at the same time. From the very start, this game of chess used the entire Martial Epoch as the chessboard.

A bright light flickered in Xiao Chen's eyes. When he looked around, he saw Sikong Shu and the Silver Dragon King standing proudly in the Bushin Palace, enduring silently.

The Profound Heaven Holy Land's Wenren Yu stood silently behind Dao Yan with his zither on his back.

The Underworld God Hall's Yan Cangming and Zhen Yuan looked like they were on the same side as the Demonic Dao cultivators. However, upon closer inspection, they seemed somewhat distant.

"There is one more person."

Xiao Chen looked around but could not find the person in his heart. He frowned heavily and said softly.

"There is one more person?"

Chu Chaoyun felt confused, not knowing who Xiao Chen was referring to.

Xiao Chen did not answer. He looked around but still could not find that person. He did not know where that person was hiding.

However, Xiao Chen knew that that person had to be here, in this Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb.

Otherwise, that person would not have asked Xiao Chen if he would kill him for no reason that day.

The blood moon hung in the sky, looking as resplendent as fire.

Xi, who wore dragon robes, tightly grasped the Demonic Imperial Sword. When he sensed that the sword in his hand had completely turned into the Demonic Imperial Sword, he opened his eyes.

His left and right eyes were different, adding a sinister air to them.

"Whoosh!"

Xi's somewhat tyrannical words came out calmly from his mouth, inspiring fear in others.

Xi gently swung the Demonic Imperial Sword in his hand, and the altar beside him split in half.

Now, only the altar remained in the core region. Only Wang Yan anxiously refined the Yan Imperial Sword, hoping to perfectly merge his Great Dao with the dynasty's Dragon Vein.

"It is time to end the succession race."

Xi looked around and fixed his gaze on Wang Yan, who was in the fierce sacred flame. Then, his lips curled up in a cold smile.

Xi's unfathomable aura was even more terrifying and unfathomable than the First Prince Wang Fei's.

"Oh no!"

On the Demon Blood Vulture's back, Xiao Chen's expression changed. He guessed what Xi was going to do.

Xiao Chen wanted to continue fighting. However, the moment he stood up, he vomited a mouthful of blood. Right now, he could not make a move.

A flash of sword light carrying the dynasty's might came from a place no one expected and landed on the altar where Wang Yan was.

This was also the dynasty's might. However, this sword strike contained the Xuemoon Dynasty's might.

The sword light turned into a blood dragon materialized by the dynasty's accumulations. Before Xiao Suo and the others on the altar could react, the sword wind blew them away.

"No!"

The sword wind contained too much Xuemoon Dynasty's might. The severely injured Xiao Suo and the others could not block it, and the sword wind blew them away mercilessly.

Then, they watched as the sword light landed. The blood dragon opened its huge jaws and coldly swallowed up the entire altar.

"Boom!"

As the sacred flame scattered, the altar was instantly destroyed.

The eight altars in the core region were all destroyed, not a single one remaining.

Xiao Chen held his chest and coughed continuously as he stared at the blood moon in the sky.

That earlier sword strike came from the blood moon.

No one had expected a sword to fly out of the blood moon. No one, not even Xiao Chen, had expected it.

Upon closer inspection, that blood moon contained a dragon shadow. No one knew how deep the dragon shadow's accumulations were.

A dragon hidden in the moon, existing with the sky.

"Whoosh!"

Without any warning, a pair of dragon eyes suddenly opened in the blood moon high in the sky. It looked down on all life, and the boundless sky seemed to be its body.

A boundless pressure suddenly appeared on everyone's shoulders. As they looked at the blood moon in the sky, intense horror appeared in their eyes.

That blood moon looked like a sovereign descending on the world, wanting to devour mountains and rivers.

"Hiss!

Hiss! Hiss! "Strands of Dragon Essence flowed endlessly in the core region. The silk-like crystalline Dragon Essence continuously drifted into the sky and got swallowed up by the demonic clouds.

The blood moon in the clouds seemed even more beautiful.

Similar! Too similar!

Xiao Chen's heart thumped heavily, and his hand trembled. This blood moon looked very similar to the one in the Blue Dragon Ancient Land.

What exactly is Xi's relationship with Dragon Emperor Xiao Yun?

"You are right. He does indeed want to take over the Yanwu Dynasty. That blood moon hides the Xuewu Dynasty's Dragon Vein clone. It is slowly devouring the Yanwu Dynasty's Dragon Vein. It looks like the imperial ancestral temple has already sided with the Demonic Dao Hall.

This is not going to be easy, "Chu Chaoyun sighed softly, sounding somewhat helpless. The other party had already gained momentum. The other party's guests and experts had just gone through a huge battle and were drained. No one dared to make a move at this moment.

If not for Xiao Chen making a move to kill Wang Fei, things might not have gone so smoothly for the other party.

However, Xiao Chen could not be blamed. Chu Chaoyun had planned this in the first place. After killing Wang Fei, Chu Chaoyun's guests would leave as well.

However, plans could never keep up with changes.

"Should I say this as well: those who submit to me will prosper; those who oppose me will die?"

Xi said with a harmless smile. Then, he casually swung the Demonic Imperial Sword in his hand.

"Rumble …!"

Ripples spread out from the sword light, spreading out in front like ripples. It looked like a casual swing, but it carried a boundless aura like a surging wave containing vast Demonic Might.

"Silver Dragon's Rage!"

"Raging Stars!"

"Vast Sky Fist Light!"

"Sorrowful Cloud Palm!"

The princes and guests who were still alive looked at the ripple-like sword marks that were moving toward them. Their expressions changed drastically. As they executed killing moves, they retreated frantically. The weaker ones bore the brunt of the attack, sustaining severe injuries and vomiting blood.

With a casual swing of the sword, everyone moved back.

Xi raised his head and looked at the Demon Blood Vulture, which was forced back. Then, he smiled faintly and said, "Brother Xiao, I will share this world with you!"

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