Chapter 47
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"Heavy rain, rarely seen in a hundred years, covered the vast territory of the Night Sword Kingdom."
"Bolts of lightning as thick as buckets twisted and crawled above the imperial city. It was daytime, but the sky was dark. A muffled thunder made everything tremble."
Outside the grand and ancient Sword Garret, the old man, Qin Tian Nan, was wearing a black armor. His gaze was as sharp as a lion king who had regained his majesty. "Tian 'er, we have to take over the imperial palace as quickly as possible and change the dynasty. With my prestige, it'll be a piece of cake."
"As far as I know, the strongest person secretly in the imperial family, Huangfu Lingyue, is a Ninth Heaven Sword King cultivator. He's an old friend of mine, so I'll deal with him."
However, there are three Ninth Heaven Sword Venerables in the imperial family. Your third uncle is a half-step Sword King and can deal with two of them … However, you've just become a Ninth Heaven Sword Venerable. "
"Haha."
"Old man, you don't trust me?" Qin Tian shrugged speechlessly. "Let's go quickly. Before I go to the Eastern Sea Holy Region, I must see you take the throne, grandfather."
"Let's go!"
"Take a deep breath. Qin Tian Nan, give the order!" In front of him, there were more than a hundred black-armored confidants bathed in the pouring rain. All of them were Sword Spirits with cultivation levels like puppets. They obeyed the old man's orders completely and shuttled through the rain toward the imperial palace!
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The magnificent gates of the Imperial City were smashed into pieces! Before the palace guards could even make a sound, their lives were taken away. Fresh blood flowed to the ground and was immediately washed away by the bean-sized rainwater.
"Disperse!" The hundred black-armored Sword Spirits formed groups of five and rushed in all directions of the huge imperial palace. "Their mission is to get rid of all the soldiers in the palace. The rain, which is rarely seen in a hundred years, has given them a perfect cloak of concealment. Even Sword Kings won't be able to sense that a group of uninvited guests has entered the palace if they don't release their divine sense."
"In the luxurious and dazzling main hall! Emperor Huangfu Yunshan is admiring the graceful figures of the dancers in front of him. "Suddenly, a blinding flash of lightning appeared outside the hall.
Huangfu Yunshan was inexplicably shocked and looked over. "Three silhouettes are standing outside the palace."
"The Old Prince of the Sword Garret, Qin Tian Nan!"
"Sword Garret's Little Duke, Qin Tian!"
"Sword Pavilion, Qin Molong!"
"All three generations are here!" Huangfu Yunshan couldn't help but stand up. "Haha … It's the old man who came. Why is Qin Tian here too? Didn't you say you were going to participate in the Sword Ranking Tournament? "
"Your Majesty."
Qin Tian's gaze was sharp. Huangfu Yunshan's realm was only at the first layer of the Revered Sword Master. Under the gaze of his eyes that surged with boundless divine light, Huangfu Yunshan sat back down on the dragon throne. "The two of us have come here for only one purpose! Why don't you issue an edict to abdicate yourself? That way, you'll be able to keep your life and enjoy your wealth. "
"Impudent … You, you … Disgraceful!"
"Huangfu Yunshan is terrified. How can Qin Tian have such a terrifying aura and gaze?" He clenched his fists. "Qin Tian South! Are you rebelling!? I have treated you with great kindness all these years and even betrothed the Seventh Princess to Qin Tian. Is this how you treat me? "
"Haha."
At this juncture, what's the point of saying these words?
"You sent people to assassinate my grandson and secretly spy on the Sword Garret! You've long wanted to destroy the Sword Garret! " Qin Tian South's dignified eyes were filled with anger. "This King only made the first move to gain the upper hand!"
"Whoosh!"
Qin Tian's figure appeared in front of Huangfu Yunshan like a ghost. He grabbed the high and mighty emperor with one hand like a chicken. "You think you're worthy of sitting on the throne?"
"Ah! Treasonous, Qin Tian, I want you to die of a thousand cuts, cut into a thousand pieces! " Huangfu Yunshan's face twisted. The True Essence in his body was circulating with all his might, but it was firmly suppressed by the power of the youth in front of him.
"Bang! Bang! "
"Four powerful auras suddenly descended upon the main hall!" The leader was an old man with white hair and a beard and a walking stick. The vast vicissitudes of life caused Qin Tian to frown. This was an existence that was extremely close to the old man's strength. "Although a Sword King can live for more than five hundred years, this old man is at least eighty to ninety percent of his lifespan. His eyes are turbid and have an aura of death."
"Haha."
The old man glanced at Qin Tian. "Qin Tian South, you're really lucky! You have such a peerless genius grandson who is already a Ninth Heaven Sword Venerable at such a young age. Perhaps he has the potential to become a Sword God. "
"Impossible … Qin Tian is a Ninth Heaven Sword Venerable!" Huangfu Yunshan completely collapsed. He was shocked. "Why!? This good-for-nothing brat showed his talent a few months ago. How did he break through to the Ninth Heaven Sword Venerable at such a monstrous speed!? "
"Huangfu Lingyue, we're old friends."
Qin Tian South looked at the old man with a calm gaze. "In the past, I was the one who conquered most of the Night Sword Kingdom. The throne has been occupied by your descendants for a few generations. Today, it's time for a change."
"Haha …" Why did things have to come to this? Huangfu Lingyue shook his head helplessly. "I've lived for four hundred and eighty-seven years. I already have one foot in the coffin. You're only three hundred years old. Can't you wait until I'm dead?"
"Hmph!"
"If this Emperor Huangfu Yunshan had any intelligence, he wouldn't have angered me again and again! How dare he send someone to assassinate my grandson. I won't allow him to continue sitting on the throne because of this. "
Qin Tian South took out a low-grade Earth-tier ancient sword. The power of the sword caused the huge palace to tremble. "Huangfu Lingyue, let's settle this between you and me."
"Alright!"
"I'm afraid this will be my last battle before I pass away!" Huangfu Lingyue flew out of the main hall with Qin Tian South following closely behind.
"Cough, cough!" "What are the three consecrators waiting for? Kill Qin Tian quickly!" Huangfu Yunshan shouted at the three figures in the hall.
"Tian 'er, let Third Uncle do it!"
Qin Molong looked at the three imperial consecrators who were all Ninth Heaven Sword Venerables. His powerful Half-Step Sword King Realm Vital Energy surged out.
"Hahaha."
"I say, Third Uncle, let me do it. You should rest!" Qin Tian knocked Huangfu Yunshan out with a punch and walked casually to the three imperial consecrators. "Third Uncle, don't interfere. I'll deal with all three of them!"
"This …"
Obviously, Qin Molong didn't expect Qin Tian to be so arrogant. He was slightly stunned. "Tian 'er, don't force yourself! Third Uncle will help you! "
"Okay!" Qin Tian's long hair danced behind his head as he held the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand. Strands of violent lightning flashed outside his body.
"The Young Prince is a Ninth Heaven Sword Venerable. His talent is amazing."
But if he wants to fight against the three of us alone, he's naive! " Among the three consecrators, the older man in his fifties said.
"Nonsense!" The first move of the Nine Heavens Sword Technique, Sword from the West. "Qin Tian's Sword Technique."
"The terrifying sword light drowned the three imperial consecrators."
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