The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 845 The Most Noble Person in the World!

"This aura... Ha, old man, so you only used half your strength before? Are you taking advantage of my youth?" Zhu Xiong Ying licked his lips contemptuously, but his tone clearly carried a hint of caution beyond his cynicism. "You want to have another all-out battle with me, but it's fine, I have no fear!"

Zhu Yuanzhang ignored his provocation and instead looked at Zhu Di and Lü Zhi, who were lying on the ground, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Di'er, take him away!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, "Who should take him away? Him? He's half-dead, let alone being carried, his life would probably be gone with a flick of the wrist. You, my imperial grandfather, are full of passion, yet your reason has completely collapsed!"

Zhu Yuanzhang raised an eyebrow and replied with only three words: "You try it."

In the center of the room, Zhu Xiong Ying suddenly smiled coldly. His body suddenly darkened as he approached step by step. With each step, the entire palace floor trembled slightly. He whispered to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Old man, the way you're acting doesn't seem like a grandfather and grandson catching up at all..."

"Enough with the nonsense, prepare to die!"

Zhu Yuanzhang thrust his longsword straight forward, its light flashing like thunder, carrying an unstoppable momentum towards Zhu Xiong Ying. Zhu Xiong Ying met it head-on without hesitation; his blood-red palms were like blades tearing the heavens and earth apart, colliding with Zhu Yuanzhang's short sword with a deafening roar.

The surrounding courtiers were all overwhelmed by this devastating aura, rolling to the ground like ants, struggling desperately.

A bottomless chasm split open in the ground beneath their feet!

The palace was teetering on the brink of collapse, as if it would crumble at any moment.

In the instant that crimson clashed with golden light, the entire world seemed to fall into utter silence, and at that moment—

Zhu Xiong Ying suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth: "Old man, this is unexpected, but since that's the case..."

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation arose in the air, as if something even more terrifying was slowly awakening from Zhu Xiong Ying's body!

"Old man, this is unexpected. But, since that's the case..." Zhu Xiong Ying licked his lips, a strange light flashing in his scarlet eyes. His already tall body seemed to inflate as if being pumped up, his clothes tearing apart inch by inch, revealing the bulging muscles beneath, as if cast from steel. On the surface of his skin, layers of fine black scales emerged, shimmering with a metallic sheen.

An oppressive aura emanated from him, freezing the surrounding air. The previously crumbling palace miraculously stabilized under this pressure, as if supported by an invisible hand.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar erupted from Zhu Xiong Ying's mouth, like the howl of an ancient behemoth, carrying a chilling ferocity and destructive intent.

Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils contracted sharply, and the short sword in his hand hummed, its golden light intensifying as if responding to the powerful pressure. He said in a deep voice, "You beast! What exactly are you?!"

"I? Of course I am the Son of Heaven! The most honorable person under heaven!" Zhu Xiong Ying's voice became low and hoarse, like the growl of a wild beast. "It's just a pity that you old fogies can't see the situation clearly and insist on forcing me to reveal my true colors!"

"You monster! Today I will act on behalf of Heaven and execute you, you traitorous minister!" Zhu Yuanzhang roared, his figure transforming into a golden light as he attacked Zhu Xiong Ying once again.

"Hahahaha! You overestimate yourself!" Zhu Xiong Ying laughed wildly, and his huge palm slammed out with overwhelming force, smashing hard towards Zhu Yuanzhang.

"boom!"

The golden light and the black light collided once more, unleashing an even more terrifying shockwave. The entire palace trembled violently, rubble flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Zhu Yuanzhang was forced back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his expression grave. He hadn't expected Zhu Xiong Ying to possess such formidable power. This was power beyond human capabilities!
"Old man, how do you feel? My power is beyond your imagination!" Zhu Xiong Ying grinned maliciously, approaching Zhu Yuanzhang step by step. Each step seemed to be stepping on Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, making him feel immense pressure.

"Even if you are a demon, I will still slay you here!" Zhu Yuanzhang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with rage. He raised his short sword again, and golden light surged forth, transforming into a golden dragon that roared as it charged towards Zhu Xiong Ying. "A mere trick!" Zhu Xiong Ying scoffed disdainfully, his massive hand clenching tightly, actually seizing the golden dragon. The golden dragon struggled desperately in his grasp, but could not break free.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the golden dragon was crushed by Zhu Xiong Ying, turning into specks of golden light and dissipating into the air.

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly, trying to create distance.

"Trying to run? Too late!" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, his huge palm slamming down on him like Mount Tai.

"boom!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was violently slapped away, crashing through a wall before falling heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Old man, admit defeat! You are no match for me!" Zhu Xiong Ying looked down at Zhu Yuan Zhang, his eyes full of mockery and ridicule.

Zhu Yuanzhang struggled to stand up, but felt as if all the bones in his body were shattered, and he was in excruciating pain.

"Cough cough..." He coughed violently, and blood kept gushing from his mouth.

“It’s really pitiful, old man.” Zhu Xiong Ying shook his head, his tone tinged with regret. “You could have enjoyed your old age in peace, but you insisted on courting death.”

He slowly raised his foot, preparing to deliver the final blow to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman dressed in white slowly walking in from outside the hall. She was stunningly beautiful and had an ethereal air about her, like a celestial being descended from heaven, making people afraid to look directly at her.

"Who are you?" Zhu Xiong Ying frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that you cannot kill him," the woman in white said calmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Oh? What makes you think you can stop me?" Zhu Xiong Ying asked with interest, his tone tinged with provocation.

"Just because of this." The woman in white stretched out her slender hand, in which she held a jade pendant.

The jade pendant is crystal clear and emits a soft light. It is carved with a lifelike dragon that seems to come to life at any moment.

When Zhu Xiong Ying saw the jade pendant, her expression changed drastically, her eyes filled with shock and fear.

“This…this is…” He pointed at the jade pendant, his voice trembling, as if he had seen something incredible.

"That's right, this is what you've always wanted," the woman in white said calmly, a hint of mockery in her voice. "Now, do you still want to kill him?"

Zhu Xiong Ying fell silent, staring intently at the jade pendant, his eyes filled with struggle and hesitation.

(End of this chapter)