At noon, the auspicious day had arrived. The Seventh Prince, wearing a dragon robe, strode to the highest point of the main hall. He held the dragon throne and looked down at everyone.
Muyun Feng stood proudly beside him. He was restrained and had no right to control the Divine Kingdom. He could not replenish the resources and wasted a lot of time. He also wanted to become the Realm Lord and replace him. He needed the support of a Divine Kingdom! Now that he had seized the opportunity, how could he not choose a puppet!
The Seventh Prince's relatives and forces had been uprooted by Ye Qinghan. He had nothing. If he wanted to ascend the throne, he would need him. If he wanted to stabilize the country, he would also need him. When the time came, he would have to agree to use people. The Seventh Prince was just a puppet.
What Muyun Feng wanted was the same as Ye Qinghan. However, Ye Qinghan wanted more ruthless. He wanted to overthrow the Seven Realms, suppress the Realm Lords, and kill the controller. He only wanted to become the Realm Lord.
"The auspicious hour has arrived! Your Majesty, please ascend the throne! "
A guard announced in a deep voice.
The Seventh Prince proudly ascended the throne and sat down cross-legged. He smiled and waited for the people to submit.
"Welcome Your Majesty to the throne. May Your Majesty live in peace forever!"
The officials bowed and submitted. Only Zhi Ge stood proudly because he knew that Muyun Feng would not dare to do anything to him.
Although the people of the Left Marshal's Residence bowed slightly, they did not speak.
"Hahaha, my beloved subjects, rise! Today is the day of my ascension. I will grant amnesty to the world. The criminals in the periphery of the Bitter Desolate Prison can be released. As for the lowly people of the Great Wilderness, I will add some Power of Desolation to them. It will be considered as me treating them well. "The Seventh Prince laughed.
The people of the Left Marshal's Residence were shocked. There was some disbelief in their eyes. They did not expect there to be such a prison in the Divine World of the Snow Empire!
"Cough, cough!"
Muyun Feng coughed twice, reminding the Seventh Prince not to speak carelessly. The location of the Bitter Desolation Prison was not allowed to be exposed. Even some of the ministers did not know of its existence. It was used to imprison heinous criminals, but in the depths of the prison were the descendants of experts from the Great Wasteland Domain, who would be enslaved forever.
In the depths of the Bitter Desolate Prison, it was extremely barren, unable to cultivate. Those experts were imprisoned, but they could marry and have children, continuing their lineage. However, the women who were born were all slaves, used for the entertainment of some of the royal family. There were also some who were sent to the frontlines for the enjoyment of the army. Once they became pregnant, they had to be executed. The outside world would absolutely not allow the bloodline of the Great Desolate Wilderness to be spread out.
At this time, Gu Qingyu and the others had no choice but to wait. Bitter Desolate Prison was such an important piece of information that Ye Qinghan had to know.
The Seventh Prince seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly shut his mouth and changed the topic. "My beloved ministers, today is a day of celebration. I want to confer titles to my beloved ministers. You have worked hard for Scandinavia. If you are willing to assist me, I will naturally be more than happy to do so. If you are unwilling, I will not make things difficult for you."
At this time, the outcome had already been decided. Who would still be stubborn? One after another, they expressed their allegiance. The Fourth Prince suddenly became a general without an army.
"Mister Zhi Ge, you are the disciple of Mister Ling Yan. I will confer you the title of Commander of the Snow Border Army. I hope that you can continue Mister Ling Yan's glory and serve the empire. As for the previous misunderstanding, I will not bother about it!" The Seventh Prince, in order to appease Zhi Ge, had no choice but to throw out an olive branch.
Mu Yunfeng did not refuse, because he knew that Zhi Ge would not serve as a minister for a mentally retarded prince.
Sure enough, Zhi Ge snorted and said indifferently, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. However, I am used to being idle. After Your Majesty ascends the throne, I will leave the capital and give the position of Commander of the Snow Border Army to Jue Wuxin."
The Seventh Prince coldly snorted and said with a hoarse voice, "Beloved minister Jue Wuxin is too young. It is difficult for him to take on such a great responsibility. I will make my own decision. There is no need for Mister Zhi Ge to worry."
"Then as you wish." Zhi Ge did not want to have too much interaction with this kind of person. He retreated to the back and prepared to leave.
The Seventh Prince was dissatisfied with Zhi Ge's attitude, but he did not want to offend him. He pretended that he did not see anything and shifted his line of sight. He wanted to find someone who would serve him sincerely.
At this moment, Ye Qinghan, dressed in the uniform of the Commander of the Imperial Army, stepped into the Imperial Palace's main hall. He looked at the Seventh Prince with a mocking expression.
"Commander Zuo! Commander Zuo has returned! "
Hua!
There was an uproar in the main hall. Commander Zuo's Residence finally had a backbone. Some of the people who were traveling between the Seventh Prince and Commander Zuo's Residence were suddenly terrified. They did not know what Commander Zuo meant and whether the imperial edict was true.
Ye Qinghan, wearing golden armor and holding a spear, stepped into the main hall. Behind him were three thousand Imperial Army soldiers that completely surrounded the Imperial Palace.
"You are Zuo Feng? How dare you bring soldiers into the Imperial Palace. Do you want to rebel? "Mu Yunfeng coldly asked.
The atmosphere in the main hall was ice-cold. No one dared to speak.
Ye Qinghan calmly walked up the stairs to the Seventh Prince. "You are His Excellency the Realm Lord's eldest disciple, Mu Yunfeng? How dare you threaten the Son of Heaven to order his vassals around and disturb the order of the Imperial Clan? It seems you don't take His Excellency the Realm Lord's words to heart! "
The two of them stared daggers at each other, their battle intent soaring to the heavens. The coldness in the main hall was enough to freeze people to death. Many of the ministers backed away, their teeth chattering.
Mu Yunfeng stared coldly at Ye Qinghan. Judging from his cultivation base, he was only a low-level Paramount God. A disdainful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Even Paper Halberd had been defeated, so how could he?
However, Ye Qinghan didn't even bother to look at Mu Yunfeng. He turned to the Seventh Prince and said, "Your Highness, you don't have a dragon seal or an imperial edict. You can't ascend the throne. And even if you do, your ministers won't be of any use. I can still cripple them!"
"What an arrogant Commander Zuo! Do you really think you're an assistant minister? If you scram now, I might be in a good mood and spare you. If you don't scram, I'll kill you on the spot! "
Mu Yunfeng used the power of his pseudo world weapon and threatened coldly.
"A pseudo world weapon? I have one too. "Ye Qinghan took out a stone brick, which emitted a dense world energy that pressed down on Mu Yunfeng.
Pu!
Many people standing at the front couldn't withstand the pressure at all. They coughed up blood and were sent flying. The Seventh Prince fainted, his face pale. If Mu Yunfeng hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been killed by the pressure.
"I wonder what Fellow Daoist Mu thinks are your chances of winning if we were to fight here?" Ye Qinghan asked faintly.
Paper Halberd was overjoyed. With a peerless pseudo world weapon, the Seventh Prince couldn't become emperor. No matter who it was, the Seventh Prince couldn't be emperor! He wasn't fit to be emperor at all.
"I support the Commander Zuo. Everything must be done according to orthodoxy. I heard that you have an imperial edict. If it's true, then we must follow His Majesty's wishes. No one can disturb the order of the royal family!" Paper Halberd stepped forward to support Ye Qinghan.
"What if I insist on making the Seventh Prince emperor?" Mu Yunfeng stared at Ye Qinghan with narrowed eyes and asked coldly.
Ye Qinghan sneered and replied indifferently, "If you can make him emperor, then I can cripple him!"
"What makes you think you can?" Mu Yunfeng asked coldly.
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