Chapter 13815 The Royal Family’s Decision

There was a powerful aura in Green Spirit's voice, as if he didn't take the Holy Lord of the Temple seriously at all.

"Okay, but you still need some help..."

Ling Xiao glanced around and suddenly raised his voice, shouting, "Liu Wu! Liu Heng! Are you going to keep watching? If you want to revive the royal family and the Dazhen Dynasty, you can't accomplish it if you keep hiding in the gutter."

His voice was like a loud bell, echoing across the battlefield.

Then, Ling Xiao shouted again: "You don't need to take action against the Holy Lord. I want to kill all the other masters of the Holy Hall. Are you willing to cooperate with me? If you are a man, just say a word!"

His eyes revealed a kind of determination and arrogance, as if announcing to everyone that he would completely destroy the temple and avenge those who had been persecuted by the temple.

Above the sky, thick clouds like ink rolled up, and a dark red light lingered around the Holy Lord. The corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, and he sneered, "Liu Wu? Haha, that useless guy who is trapped in the palace, has the title of emperor but no real power, and can't even control the affairs of the court? How dare he rebel against my Holy Temple? It's just a foolish dream, it's ridiculous!"

Just as the words full of oppression had not yet faded, a clear and majestic voice, like thunder, broke through the sky: "Why not? I am the 72nd emperor of the Dazhen Dynasty, with an orderly inheritance. I bear the foundation of my ancestors and the expectations of the people. Today, I will completely remove your holy temple, which is trying to control the court and cause chaos in the world, from the land of the Dazhen Dynasty!"

As these powerful words fell, the void twisted, and a middle-aged man wearing a crown and a dragon robe embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons slowly stepped out.

He exuded an innate imperial aura, and every step he took seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, landing steadily in front of Ling Xiao.

The golden threads on the dragon robe flickered in the dim sky, like a dormant dragon about to take off.

The person who came was none other than Liu Wu, the emperor of the contemporary Dazhen Dynasty!

His eyes were firm as he scanned the surroundings, and finally fixed his gaze on Ling Xiao. He spoke in a low and powerful voice, "The Saint Lord's strength is unfathomable. With my current strength, it is indeed difficult to contend with him. But apart from the Saint Lord, you can leave the rest of the people in the Holy Hall to me. Now that I have made up my mind, I will not back down."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, and without any hesitation, he raised his hand to release the Green Spirit.

The Green Spirit transformed into a stream of emerald light and rushed towards the Holy Lord, trying to restrain this powerful opponent.

Ling Xiao's figure flashed and instantly turned into a cold light. With a resolute momentum, he flew towards the direction of the holy city at lightning speed. The speed was so fast that it left a long afterimage in the air.

In the dark, Qin Feng's eyes widened, his face full of shock, and he muttered to himself: "He is going to attack the temple alone? This is simply too crazy! The temple is full of experts and traps. If he goes there, he will be in danger of death. Is he really crazy?"

Above the Zhaixing Tower City, the Holy Lord's eyes were as cold as frost. He ignored the whistling green spirit and focused all his attention on Liu Wu. His tone was full of disdain and threats: "Liu Wu, I think you have been blinded by power and have gone completely crazy! You actually dared to be an enemy of my Holy Hall. Do you know what this means?"

Liu Wu raised his lips in a mocking sneer, his eyes flashing with determination: "My Liu family has endured the oppression of the Holy Church for generations, trapped like a trapped beast in this small palace. Now, I finally found an opportunity to regain power and revitalize the royal family. Why shouldn't I seize it? Even if there is an abyss ahead, I will not hesitate!"

The Saint's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the dark red light around him became stronger and stronger, as if it would explode at any time: "Humph! Don't forget, those guys in the Demon Sea have been ready to make a move. Once we fight among ourselves, they will definitely take advantage of the situation and the entire Dazhen Dynasty will be devastated! Are you going to ignore the people of the world for your own selfish desires?"

Liu Wu stood on the battlefield, his figure tall and straight but unable to hide the vicissitudes of life. When he heard the other party mention the Demon Sea, he couldn't help but raise his head and laughed arrogantly and full of disdain: "Hahahaha, Demon Sea? How dare you mention the Demon Sea?"

His voice resounded in the air like a huge bell, and every word was filled with anger and ridicule.

"In the past, the Demon Sea invaded the territory of our Dazhen Dynasty like a raging evil wave. What a catastrophe it was! The twelve ancestors of my royal family were all heroes who stood tall and proud. In order to protect this land and the people of our Dazhen Dynasty, they used up their last bit of strength and fought a desperate battle with the monsters of the Demon Sea. Their figures shuttled through the flames of war, and their blood dyed the earth red."

Tears glistened in Liu Wu's eyes, which showed his respect and remembrance for his ancestors, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"And what about your Holy Hall? At this critical moment of life and death, not only did you not lend a helping hand, but you also did evil things behind the scenes, using those shameful conspiracies and tricks to deal a fatal blow to the twelve ancestors of my royal family. All twelve ancestors were killed, and they fell on this land they loved with regret and unwillingness. Although we finally blocked the attack of the sea of demons, my royal family was also seriously injured and has never recovered since then, becoming weak and debilitated."

Liu Wu became more and more excited as he spoke. He clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

"Now, you're still talking to me about the Demon Sea? How shameless!"

Liu Wu's eyes were wide open and he stared at the other person, his eyes full of contempt and anger.

"In my opinion, even the demons in the Demon Sea are better than your temple. At least those guys invaded openly. They relied on their own strength to fight us head-on on the battlefield. Unlike you, you hide in dark corners, engage in conspiracies and do such despicable things."

The Holy Lord had a cold expression and his eyes revealed extreme displeasure. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked past Liu Wu in the direction of the Holy City. That was the foundation of the temple and it was a sacred and inviolable place in his heart.

"The temple has stood for a thousand years and has experienced countless storms, but no one has ever dared to challenge it... Liu Wu, wait and see how big a storm this person you've bet on can stir up! Don't let him end up destroying your entire royal family!"

His voice was cold and low, as if carrying a kind of pressure from ancient times.

Liu Wu smiled bitterly, with a hint of bitterness and determination in his smile: "So I am gambling. If I lose, there will be no return. I, Liu Wu, and the entire royal family will fall into an endless abyss and there will be no chance of recovery. If I win, our royal family will be able to regain our status and reappear our former glory."