#355 - Like a God descending
That night, Jun Wu Xie overheard the secret plans of the Soul Hunters, the Black Demon Sect, and the Holy Gate.
He had already guessed what had happened in his heart, but he still wanted confirmation to understand the current situation.
Immediately, Su Jin told him everything he knew.
The four great families and the four major clans led the rebel army into the city. The Imperial Guard camp remained silent, possibly due to someone plotting this, setting up a deadly trap, and so on.
"The Eighth Prince was so severely injured, yet he still came to Mount Zongwang for help. More than a hundred thousand rebel troops entered the city smoothly, indicating that the city defenses had long been controlled by the rebels. The Eighth Prince's ability to come here was deliberately arranged by them!" Su Jin analyzed.
Everyone was silent. At this moment, they all knew that the imperial palace was now a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, a net cast to trap Jun Wu Xie.
But they also knew that they had no right to stop him, not even the right to advise him against it.
After all, that was the family of the woman he loved!
"I understand."
Jun Wu Xie remained calm and stood up to leave.
"Brother-in-law..."
The weak Ji Beilan suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Father... Father Emperor didn't let... didn't let me tell you what happened in the palace. He... he said you... going... is a one in ten chance of survival. If you... if you don't go... I won't blame you..."
Ji Beilan's heart was conflicted, both worried about Jun Wu Xie being trapped and worried about his father being killed by the rebels.
"Your imperial sister is my woman, do you think I'll go or not?"
Jun Wu Xie removed his hand from his arm and looked at the timid Chan'er, saying to Yue Yao, "Take good care of Chan'er."
With that, he rushed out thousands of meters in one step, unleashing a vast white mist. The sonic boom shook the mountains and fields, like thunder.
"Setting up a net to wait for me? Then tonight, I will give you all a surprise!"
Jun Wu Xie's speed was extremely fast, several tens of times the speed of sound. In a short distance of two hundred miles, he arrived in an instant.
He was above the capital city, looking down at the imperial palace, where flames soared into the sky.
The walls of the imperial palace had collapsed, and a large number of corpses lay on the ground.
The rebel army surged into the imperial palace like a tide, already charging into the square in front of the main hall.
Ji Liufeng stood on the steps, his armor stained with blood, the sword in his hand dripping blood. Behind him were thousands of imperial guards, flanked by the imperial guard generals, and in front of him was an old man in a gray robe.
Many corpses lay on the steps, some of rebels and some of imperial guards.
Blood flowed down the steps, staining the long white jade steps blood red.
"Ji Liufeng, your fate is sealed. Quickly draft an edict to abdicate and yield to a virtuous successor. The Third Prince is more suitable to be the Emperor of Great Zhou!"
Nangong Yi shouted loudly while riding his warhorse.
"Your Majesty, don't resist stubbornly." Murong Bo pointed to the army behind him and said, "Look at the seventy to eighty thousand troops behind us. You now have only a few thousand imperial guards, resisting is like hitting a stone with an egg."
The head of the Mu Yang family spoke indifferently, saying, "Your Majesty, if you do as we say now, you can still survive. Otherwise, you, the Emperor of Great Zhou, will die without a burial place!"
As his voice fell, he gestured to the rebel army behind him.
Immediately, the rebels, holding shields and spears, formed a square formation and marched forward in an orderly manner.
The neat footsteps echoed throughout the imperial palace.
"Please, Your Majesty, abdicate!"
"Please, Your Majesty, abdicate!"
...
The rebel army marched forward in formation, shouting in unison.
The loud voices echoed endlessly in the imperial palace.
"You are delusional!" Ji Liufeng channeled his true energy and shouted, "Now is the time when my Great Zhou is at war with Xilin, yet you want me to abdicate to the incompetent Third Prince, wanting to lead my Great Zhou to the brink of extinction! Are you not afraid of becoming traitors for eternity?!"
"Hahaha!" The heads of the several major families laughed wildly, "Traitors for eternity? Since ancient times, the victor is king and the loser is an outlaw. Losing is losing. What traitors for eternity? Does Your Majesty think we care about these things? We only know that we will have endless wealth and glory in the future! What does the shattering of Great Zhou's mountains and rivers and the death of the people have to do with us?"
"You!"
Ji Liufeng trembled with anger.
"Ji Liufeng, do you think you are still the emperor? Don't lecture us from on high! What are you in our eyes at this moment?" Nangong Yi sneered repeatedly, "Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant!"
"Father Emperor, abdicate. You are old and useless. Only by handing over the ten thousand miles of land and fifteen hundred million people of Great Zhou into your son's hands can it be glorious and prosperous!"
The Third Prince walked out, a morbid excitement surging on his face.
His dream was about to come true, he was about to sit on the throne and hold great power!
"Traitorous son! You beast!"
When Ji Liufeng saw the Third Prince, he was so angry that he took his sword and was about to rush down the steps to kill him on the spot, but he was held back by the old man in front of him.
"Father Emperor, you want to kill me?" The Third Prince laughed loudly and ferociously, "Hahaha, look at your incompetent and furious appearance. Come and kill me, but unfortunately, Father Emperor, you don't have the ability!"
"Ji Liufeng, did you hear that? These are the words your son said to you, hahaha!"
"Doesn't it feel very uncomfortable to be betrayed and abandoned?" The head of the Mu Yang family laughed and said, "You are stubbornly resisting, are you waiting for someone to come and save you? Let me guess, is that person Jun Wu Xie, ah? Tsk tsk, if he dares to come, this will be his burial ground! Today, even the King of Heaven cannot save you!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A golden figure descended from the sky.
With a boom, the entire square trembled a few times.
The golden blood energy spread like waves.
Several square formations that were advancing, thousands of people, all the shields shattered into pieces, and all the people were shocked into the air, and then fell to the ground like dumplings!
"With just you, you dare to speak wildly?"
The cold voice echoed in the square, scaring the rebel army to retreat in unison.
"Jun... Jun Wu Xie!"
The faces of the eight major family heads changed drastically, and the warhorses under them were frightened, neighing loudly and retreating repeatedly.
"The entire army retreats, quickly! Retreat!"
Nangong Yi, Murong Bo, the head of the Mu Yang family, and others screamed repeatedly.
Just now they were saying that if Jun Wu Xie came, this would be his burial ground, but when Jun Wu Xie really came, they were so scared that they wet their pants.
"Wu Xie!"
Ji Liufeng's lips trembled, both happy and worried, his mood extremely complicated.
Jun Wu Xie still came, like a god descending at a time of crisis!
Just one person, without even making a move, scared away an army of one hundred thousand!
But today, this is a trap!
"Your Majesty, leave everything to me."
Jun Wu Xie's voice was not very loud, calm and confident. Then, he turned to look at the eight major family heads and the rebel army, saying word by word, "Now that Great Zhou is at war with Xilin, and the situation on the front line is so bad, you dare to attack the imperial palace at this time, your crimes are unforgivable!"
"I don't care whether you are acting under orders or not! This is the capital city, under the feet of the Emperor! As soldiers, instead of thinking about defending the country, you have no loyalty and are following the rebels in rebellion. Then today, don't even think about leaving alive!"
Immediately, the seventy to eighty thousand rebels were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their legs went weak, and the hands holding the shields and spears were trembling.
...
At this moment, near the imperial palace, more than a dozen figures quietly appeared.
"Jun Wu Xie has already entered the game. Loyalty is his fatal weakness. There is no suspense in our plan. I really want to see him struggling to the death, hehe."
The ninth true disciple of the Holy Gate, Yan Rui, said lightly.
"What a powerful source, what a wonderful soul, but it will eventually fall into our hands." A Soul Hunter's voice was cold. As his voice fell, he spread out his palm and pressed it fiercely towards the imperial palace.
Inside his palm, a black array pattern emerged and was imprinted in the void.
With a bang!
On the edge of the imperial palace, endless black runes lit up, and black light soared into the sky, forming a huge black barrier that enveloped the entire imperial palace.
The barrier quickly shrunk, all the way to the square area in front of the main hall of the imperial palace.
When the black barrier touched the rebels and Ji Liufeng and others, it directly passed through them without causing them any impact.
Finally, with the point where Jun Wu Xie was standing as the center, it stopped shrinking at the edge of a radius of two hundred meters, trapping him inside.
"Hahaha!" When the eight major family heads saw this, the fear on their faces faded, replaced by triumphant sneers, "Jun Wu Xie, what do you think you are! You still want to kill us, you are doomed to die today, this square will be your burial ground!"
