In the deep underground of the city wall of Zhaoge City, the forbidding formation responsible for supplying yuanqi to the divine crossbows was operating normally.
The reason the divine crossbows didn't attack the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou School was that it was chaotic on the platform, and the magic army on the city wall hadn't received any orders.
The deputy commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau was lying in a pool of blood, his body full of scorch marks. He should have been killed by a magic treasure of thunder state. As for the bloody hole in his chest and his Yuanying that had turned into green smoke, it was unclear who did it.
"Gao Jingxiu colluded with the outsiders to destroy the forbidding formation, and he has been killed!"
Gu Pan said to the officials below the platform in a deep voice, "Please maintain the formation. As soon as we receive the order from the Royal Palace, the divine crossbows will attack."
Nobody doubted what he said, because they all saw what the deputy commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Master Gao, intended to do. Yet, they couldn't react immediately, wondering if Gu Pan wasn't a external disciple of the Zhongzhou School. Was he the one who killed Gao Jingxiu?
Gu Pan rubbed his fingertips, which were still emitting green smoke, and looked at the assistant minister of the Ritual Ministry not far away.
The assistant minister of the Ritual Ministry still looked pale, but Gu Pan knew that it wasn't because he was frightened.
The bloody hole in Gao Jingxiu's chest and the broken Yuanying were all the work of this master.
The two of them looked away after a brief eye contact, without exchanging a single word.
"Turns out he is a man of Bulao Lin," Gu Pan thought to himself as he walked outside.
The assistant minister of the Ritual Ministry turned around and looked at his back, thinking that he was a spy of the Zhongzhou School, but no one expected him to be a member of the Curtain Rollers.
Gu Pan came to the stone steps outside the city wall from the hidden door. After taking a look at the cloud boat in the starry sky, he walked to the highest tower of the city wall and bowed to the chief commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Zhang Yi 'ai, saying calmly, "It's been taken care of."
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The blood was everywhere on the Stargazing Platform, flowing down the stone steps.
A young servant in green clothing walked to the pile of corpses, and it took him a while to find the corpse of Qin Tianzheng. He pulled open Qin Tianzheng's finger and took out an object.
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Many generations of High Duke Zhan had led the Immortal Guards and governed their mansions strictly, but they couldn't do anything to his mother.
Many people in Zhaoge City had been evacuated that day, but the Grandmaster insisted that she wouldn't leave until her son came back from the royal palace. The Duke's wife couldn't dissuade the old lady, so she was very anxious and helpless. In the end, it was the Crown Prince of Duke Shan who decided to stay and take care of his grandmother that his mother and the rest of the people in the mansion were persuaded to leave.
At that moment, the Old Lady of the High Duke's Public House was lying on the bed. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Her body was heaving up and down, and her throat was making sounds, but she could not speak.
The Crown Prince of State Duke Shan had a handsome appearance and looked very mature and steady. Back then, he had failed to propose marriage to the Prime Minister's Manor, but it seemed like he had made some progress.
He sat on the edge of the bed, ignoring his grandmother who was in extreme pain. His left hand reached into the quilt and searched for a long time. Finally, he felt something, and his face revealed a happy expression.
The Matriarch felt it and her face turned red. She forced out a sentence, "Unfilial son!"
"I'm your grandson, not your son," said the Crown Prince of State Duke Shan with a smile as he headed toward the outside of the room with the object in his hand.
The Matriarch was both angry and anxious. She breathed her last with her eyes wide open before she could catch her breath.
As he came to the outside of the room, the Crown Prince of State Duke Shan handed the object in his hand to Jing Li, saying, "Fortunately, I didn't fail you."
Jing Li shot a glance at the room and asked, "Do you need help?"
It was hard for him to accept the fact that his grandson had killed his grandmother.
"She died with her eyes open anyway," said the Crown Prince of State Duke Shan with a smile.
Jing Li said to him, "I regret offending you back then."
The Crown Prince of State Duke Shan said seriously, "I can't be loyal and filial at the same time. I had no choice but to do it. I'm not evil and cruel."
In the next moment, his expression changed, as he asked nervously, "When will you detoxify me?"
Jing Li said, "It's a poisonous insect of the south, which can't be detoxified by any medicine. The mother of the poisonous insect is in the hands of the Royal Concubine. If the Emperor can't ascend the throne, the Royal Concubine must be unwilling to live alone."
Hearing this, the Crown Prince of State Duke Shan grew even more nervous, thinking that the Royal Concubine wouldn't be in the mood to save his life before she died if she wanted to commit suicide. "Should I go to the palace to persuade my father? Or should I sneak attack him? "
"The affairs in the palace are not something we can influence. You should stay in the manor house and pray that State Duke Shan won't do anything reckless in the grand hall."
Having said that, Jing Li left the Manor House of State Duke Shan, and handed the object in his hand to a captain of the divine army.
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The forbidding formation under the city wall, the Stargazing Platform, the Manor House of State Duke Shan … similar situations were taking place in many places in Zhaoge City.
The Great Formation of the royal palace was composed of thirteen formations, each of which had a center of the formation. The center of the formation might be a flower pot or a life board, placed in thirteen different places. This was the biggest secret of the Jing royal family. Apart from the Emperor, nobody knew where the centers of the formation were, at least not all of them.
Earlier, when Bai Zhenren said that the formation would be opened, the Great Formation of the royal palace showed a sign of dispersing. It was because some people who held the center of the formation were acting according to her will.
Now that those people were all dead, the center of the formation was taken back by the royal palace.
This was the preparation of the Emperor.
Even though he had left for one night, he was still in control of this capital and this Imperial Court.
As he said to Bai Zhenren, what could they do even if this emperor was gone?
It was true that there were many people loyal to the Cloud-Dream Mountain in all the ministries, the magic army, and those clans. The Zhongzhou School had prepared for this day for many years, but how many years had the Emperor prepared for it? He had prepared for this for three hundred years; it was impossible for him to let the Zhongzhou School seize the control of Zhaoge City overnight.
The Curtain Rollers seemed to be an intelligence organization on the surface, but in fact, they had sneaked into every corner of the Imperial Court, ready to display their will at any moment.
More importantly, there was another undercurrent helping the Imperial Court in the dark night of Zhaoge City.
The Stargazing Platform was bathed in blood, and a clan was burned to ashes; it was all because of the undercurrent.
Bulao Lin had used the assassins who had been hiding for many years, and those who had been hiding the most had taken action that night.
Together with the means of the Curtain Rollers, the Zhongzhou School was caught unprepared.
In the manor of the Minister of Rites, Qing 'er looked at Yin San, who had put on the red cloth again, and asked confusedly, "Don't you want the world to be in chaos? Why do you want to stop the Zhongzhou School? "
Yin San said with a faint smile, "The Zhongzhou School is very powerful. If they are allowed to control the situation quickly, how can there be chaos?"
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In the deepest part of the underground of the Royal Palace, an unknown confrontation was taking place in an unknown place.
If someone saw the two people confronting each other, they would be shocked speechless. It was because they were Sir Jin and Sir Niu.
On the ground, there was a slowly rotating white jade plate that was currently emitting white light. As the light entered the air, it quickly disappeared without a trace. However, it did not truly disappear. Instead, it followed some invisible path and entered the entire Imperial City. This place was the most important formation eye of the Great Formation of the Royal Palace.
The Emperor had passed away, and his two most trusted and closest Sir Jin were not by his side, because they had to guard the formation eye here.
Sir Jin had no idea that the person he had to guard against was his old partner of hundreds of years. His line of sight passed through the smoke-like white glow and landed on the wrinkled face of Sir Niu. "You asked me why I used my life magic treasure. What about you? Why did you hide the Mysterious Dark Thorn above my head, ready to strike down at any moment? "
In fact, the confrontation had lasted for several hours. They had focused all their attention and energy on each other. They knew how powerful and dangerous the other was, so they didn't dare to be distracted. As a result, they didn't say a word.
Perhaps it was because the Emperor had left, or perhaps it was because he felt bored, that Sir Niu took the risk to speak and waited for Jin Mingcheng's answer.
The expression in Sir Niu's eyes grew cold. "It's because your breathing has been disordered too many times today," he said.
Jin Mingcheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "You're not from Zhongzhou School?"
After a moment of silence, Sir Niu replied, "No."
Jin Mingcheng seemed to have realized something. "So you're from Bulao Lin," he said.
The two of them relaxed their vigilance. At least, they didn't intend to die together with each other.
Sir Niu suddenly said, "I'm not from Bulao Lin."
Jin Mingcheng looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Who would admit that?"
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The Great Formation of the royal palace that was on the verge of being dismantled had suddenly recovered its full power. The scene that the people could see with their eyes was that the growing fainter and thinner circle of light had suddenly become sturdy again.
The cloud boat of Zhongzhou School in the front had almost crashed into it. The bow of the boat had brushed against the green circle of light.
Along with a loud boom, the stars in the sky had lost their colors. A large amount of energy of heaven and earth rushed toward the green circle of light violently, gushing out from it.
The cloud boat's bow, which had a powerful formation attached to it, was completely destroyed after being brushed by the circle of light, exposing the inside of the boat. It looked rather miserable.
In the next moment, the divine crossbows in the southeast corner of Zhaoge City fired together. A dozen flowing lights shot toward the cloud boat like flying swords.
Along with the thunderous booms, a dozen fires broke out from the bottom of the cloud boat. It was damaged more severely, and it couldn't support the boat any longer, retreating toward the back of the night sky.
The divine crossbows were few in number, and the shooting positions were quite safe. It was evident that they intended to issue a warning rather than start a war.
Bu Qiuxiao and the scholars of Yimaozhai were quite surprised, because they didn't expect the Imperial court to be so well-prepared. The chancellors in the Royal Palace had different expressions on their faces; some of them looked happy, and some of them looked angry, especially those state dukes and generals who had the eye of the formation hidden in their homes. The expressions in their eyes were even more complicated.
So many people had died in Zhaoge City, but Jing Yao hadn't even ascended the throne from the side hall.
This was probably what it meant when the emperor took a step forward, blood would flow from a thousand miles away.
He was still a few steps away from the chair.
It was then.
It was then.
A general standing in the front suddenly swung his right arm toward Jing Yao from a distance.
He was the commander of the Northern Magic Army, Xin Haichen.
He was one of the most important figures in the military of the Jing Imperial Court.
He had been summoned back to the capital by the Emperor a few days ago, and he had been staying in the Royal Palace ever since.
He was aware that the Emperor was suspicious of him, but he didn't know why the Emperor didn't execute him.
The Emperor was dead now.
If Jing Yao ascended the throne, how many more days could he live?
As such, he had to strike.
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