Inside the throne room of the Zhou Dynasty.
Monarch Jin wore a dragon robe and sat on the dragon throne. Like a God, he was majestic and inviolable. Below, all the officials stood with their heads lowered. They were all respectful and didn't dare to look at the proud silhouette on the dragon throne.
Only two people were exceptions.
One was Empress Gan and the other was her son, the rightful successor of the Zhou Dynasty.
The two of them stared at Monarch Jin without fear or respect.
"I've finally sat on this throne."
The corner of Monarch Jin's lips curled up as he glanced around, "Tell me, from now on, what should you call me?"
"Your Majesty!"
A white-haired old man shouted loudly and then knelt on the ground, saying 'long live'.
Seeing this, all the officials knelt down as well. Half of them did it willingly, the other half did it out of helplessness.
"Very good."
Monarch Jin smiled and shifted his gaze to Empress Gan, "Sister-in-law, are you not going to kneel?"
"You want me to kneel to a despicable person like you? Not even in my next life."
Empress Gan's face was cold, not hiding her disgust and killer's intent at all.
"Face reality."
"The Zhou Dynasty is in my hands. Even if you are an eighth level cultivator, you can't change the situation, let alone a weak woman like you."
Monarch Jin smiled, "Other than submitting, you have no other choice."
"I can die." Empress Gan's expression was cold.
"You won't die."
Monarch Jin chuckled and looked at Empress Gan mockingly, "If you kill yourself, Yi Er will accompany you."
"My son is the one. If you dare to touch him, the previous emperor won't let you go!" Empress Gan's expression changed.
"I am the one. Your son is nothing but a piece of trash."
Monarch Jin laughed and glanced at the child in Empress Gan's arms, "A piece of trash with a Sovereign Body, what right does he have to sit on the dragon throne?"
"Yi Er doesn't have the right, but you do?"
Empress Gan snickered, "Don't forget, you also don't have a Sovereign Body."
"So what if I don't? I am an eighth level cultivator, I have the right to sit on the dragon throne! "
Monarch Jin's expression darkened, "The winner becomes king and the loser becomes a bandit. Sister-in-law, face reality."
"I can yield to others, but not to you."
Empress Gan coldly stared at Prince Jin for a moment before withdrawing her cold gaze. She looked at the child in her arms and softly said, "Yi 'er, are you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid."
The child shook his head and tightened his grip on Empress Gan's hand.
"Good child, it is your mother who is incompetent and unable to protect you."
Empress Gan sighed softly, feeling guilty as well as pity.
"No matter what, Yi 'er is my nephew. As long as you surrender to me, I will guarantee you a lifetime of glory and splendor."
Prince Jin smiled and said: "Imperial Sister-in-law, think about it. Do you have the heart to see Yi 'er die?"
"You are despicable!"
Empress Gan angrily rebuked. She was so angry that her delicate body was trembling.
"Despicable?"
"Do you know what will be written in the history books? In the seven thousand years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Wen Zhou Yi knew that he was not capable enough to shoulder such a heavy responsibility, so he passed the throne to Prince Jin. "
"Prince Jin is wise and virtuous. He worked hard to unify the continent and open a prosperous era."
Prince Jin revealed a teasing look and said, "What does Imperial Sister-in-law think?"
"You're dreaming!"
Empress Gan was infuriated, "You want to unify the continent? With you as the Emperor, it won't be long before the Zhou Dynasty will be swallowed by other dynasties! "
"Open your eyes wide and watch. One day, I will unify the continent and rule over all living beings!"
Prince Jin laughed out loud, not hiding his ambition and arrogance.
All the civil and military officials followed suit and cheered. Their words were full of praise.
However, just then, a bright laughter arose from outside the palace, freezing Prince Jin's smile.
"She's right. You are indeed a fool's dream."
As soon as those words were spoken, the palace silenced.
Prince Jin's expression froze as he followed the voice.
He saw a man in white standing outside the palace. His eyebrows were sharp like swords, and his eyes were bright like stars.
He stood with his hands behind his back. Like an immortal, he was above all living beings.
It was Ling Xian.
The moment she saw him, Empress Gan's dim eyes brightened. Like a drowning person seeing a piece of driftwood, she was full of excitement.
"Who are you?" Prince Jin's face darkened.
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I don't like you bullying a mother and child."
Ling Xian softly grinned and looked at Empress Gan, "Everything is done. You don't have to worry."
Hearing this, Empress Gan smiled. She was happy but also bitter.
Obtaining the blood of the King Sage Physique was a good thing. But Prince Jin's crisis hasn't been solved yet. How could she be at ease?
"Before you see injustice, you better think carefully about whether or not you have the ability to do so."
Prince Jin's face was heavy like water. His tone revealed his killer's intent.
"If I don't have the ability, I won't interfere."
Ling Xian chuckled, "Nan Ping Wang and the seven feudal officials have all been defeated by me. You, right now, are all alone."
"What?!"
Prince Jin's expression changed, "Impossible!"
"I have no reason to lie to you."
Ling Xian wiped off his smile. After arriving at the capital, he had already defeated Nan Ping Wang. The seven feudal officials were now under Hou Qing's control.
"I don't believe it!"
Prince Jin coldly stared at Ling Xian, unable to believe it.
All the officials reacted the same. Nan Ping Wang was a famous powerhouse, how could he be defeated?
Only Empress Gan smiled. She believed that Ling Xian wouldn't lie.
If he said he defeated Nan Ping Wang, then he must have done so.
"Your Majesty, not good, not good!"
A panicked voice rose. The person who came was originally running fast, but the moment he saw Ling Xian, he froze where he stood.
At the same time, fear was written all over his face.
"What happened?"
Prince Jin's heart dropped. He had a bad feeling.
However, there was no response to his question.
The person was trembling. In his eyes, he didn't see Prince Jin, only Ling Xian.
"It seems like you are a spectator."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "Speak. Tell His Majesty the news."
Hearing this, the person gulped. Then, he told the story of how Nan Ping Wang and the seven feudal officials were defeated.
Every time he spoke, Prince Jin's face darkened a little. In the end, his face was full of killer's intent.
Empress Gan, on the other hand, was all smiles. She didn't even try to hide her joy and sarcasm.
"Nan Ping Wang and the seven feudal officials were really defeated? Unbelievable. "
"Who is this person? To be able to defeat even Nan Ping Wang, he is very strong. "
The officials discussed. Some were happy, some were sad.
"Good, very good."
Prince Jin was full of killer's intent, "Don't think that just because you defeated Nan Ping Wang and the seven feudal officials, you can strut before me. After I kill you, I can still control the situation!"
"I admit that. But, can you kill me?"
Ling Xian spoke softly. His gaze shifted to the left, "Come out. If I am not wrong, you are the Zhou Dynasty's Imperial Advisor."
"What a sharp spiritual sense."
A cold voice arose and the space twisted.
Then, an elder dressed in black walked out of the void. He had white hair and a youthful complexion.
Behind him, the Tai Chi Painting slowly rotated. Black and white light permeated the air, changing everyone's expression.
"Imperial Advisor, please make a move and kill this person." Prince Jin's killer's intent soared.
"Leave it to me."
The elder spoke softly. The Tai Chi Painting in his palm swallowed the nine heavens.
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