I really became a king.

Chapter 74 Congratulations to the Prince on His Triumph

Jiang Yi walked out of the gate of Prince Duan's Mansion facing the setting sun, bringing a glimmer of hope to all those who were silently waiting outside the door.

Jiang Yuan knelt silently on the ground with his head prostrated. Although he was still under control, the anger and sadness in his heart made him want to cry.

He came from the southwestern border, and his ancestors were genuine Dali royal family, but after so many years, his branch had completely fallen into decline.

By the time of his generation, he was the only male left. Fortunately, when he reached middle age, he had a chance encounter and resumed his martial arts.

After hearing the news about Longmen League, he could no longer suppress his emotions and rushed to the imperial capital.

Although he had just started practicing martial arts and did not have the strength to compete on stage, he wanted to see with his own eyes the collateral royal family be crowned as a king again, which could be regarded as a way to fulfill his family's dream.

Just like most of the fallen collateral royal families, they were filled with indignation in their hearts. Why could some people, who had the same ancestors, be so high and mighty while they were so degraded?

So he came, but what he saw was not the scene he imagined. Twenty-one members of the royal family were killed in a row. At that moment, in his mind, Jiang Yi was an executioner.

He actually killed him without caring about the feelings of his fellow tribesmen. At the same time, a sense of fear towards Jiang Yi arose in his heart. His methods were really too cruel.

When Ye Zichen finally came on the court, the original thoughts in his heart collapsed, leaving only endless anger.

The secular sects are the mortal enemies of the Dali royal family. This is the ancestral precept that has always been engraved in the blood. As long as you are in the blood of the Dali royal family, you will keep this ancestral precept in your heart.

But in the Longmen Arena, the secular sects openly coveted the king, how could he not be angry?
Fortunately, Prince Yi fought to the end and used the knife in his hand to defend the honor of the royal family and the only remaining honor in his heart.

After this, his hatred for Prince Yi disappeared.

Two years later, after the news of the Dharma Conference competition spread, he came to the imperial capital again, but witnessed a humiliating scene with his own eyes.

For twenty-nine days in a row, secular martial arts were disgraced, especially on the last day, when all those who took the stage had their martial arts foundations abolished.

No matter they are direct royal family members, distant branches, or even ordinary warriors, they are all using their own future to defend the honor in their hearts.

Originally, he also wanted to go on stage, but reason told him that this was not the way to go. Even if he persisted until the sun went down, what would it matter? Warriors like them and the entire secular world would be nailed to the pillar of shame.

So he came and knelt in front of Prince Duan's mansion

Apart from Prince Yi, who had been so ferocious in the Longmen Arena two years ago, he couldn't think of anyone else who could save the situation.

Just like that, Jiang Yuan kept kneeling there waiting. He didn't know if his action would make the other party take action. After all, if he lost, Wu Ji would be crippled. Would Prince Yi take on this heavy responsibility?

“If Prince Yi still doesn’t come out before the sun sets, I will rush back to Famen Mountain and share the final glory with them!”

Then, Jiang Yuan heard the sound of the door opening. He felt the light dim and a figure appeared in front of him. When he looked up and saw who it was, he felt a blockage in his heart and said in a trembling voice:

"Xiao Zu..." He was interrupted before he could finish his words, and was pulled up by a force.

"Let's go, do you really think that there is no one in my royal family?"

There was a murderous aura surging from Jiang Yi. He was truly very impressive. For a whole month, he single-handedly challenged the secular martial arts. On the last day, he went too far and actually crippled someone's martial arts foundation!

Jiang Yi didn't know what was going on. Such a dignified secular dynasty was actually suppressed by a secular sect and could not even raise its head. Perhaps there was some unspeakable secret.

But it doesn't work for him!
The Emperor of Dali could bear it, but he, Jiang Yi, could not!

"A secluded immortal sect? Today I will bring you down to earth completely!" Jumping on his horse, Jiang Yi galloped towards the direction of Famen Mountain.

Jiang Yi's appearance instantly caused a sensation. Warriors and peddlers who did not know martial arts all put down what they were doing and followed him straight to Famen Mountain.

A horse rode out of the city with great force.

They seemed to see again the figure on the Longmen Arena two years ago, with tremendous ferocity, fighting alone against the world.

And today, this scene will be repeated again, with one person deciding the outcome?
In the imperial capital, galloping wildly on horseback and charging recklessly would have been considered an act of arrogance in the past, and would have been cursed by countless people. Today, looking at that figure, everyone felt their blood boiling, and a long-suppressed tragic and heroic sentiment arose spontaneously.

Anyone who pays close attention will notice that from the moment Jiang Yuan ran to the gate of Prince Duan's Mansion and knelt down to ask Jiang Yi for help, the entire official road from Prince Duan's Mansion to Famen Mountain has been empty.

Without any prior communication or negotiation, everyone seemed to have some tacit understanding and consciously gave way to this official road.

And now, their unconscious actions finally received a response.

"Your Highness, we must win!" A city gate guard suddenly roared while standing on the city wall as he watched Jiang Yi rushing out of the city. This sentence also expressed the voice of everyone.

On the official road, porters carrying loads, merchants' caravans... no matter what they did or what their status was, they all stopped on both sides, watching and waiting silently...

Even until the man rode past, he was still looking at him from afar.

But Jiang Yi rushed all the way, and when he arrived at the foot of Famen Mountain, he was shocked and something in his heart was touched.

What kind of scene is this? As far as the eye can see, it is full of people, but they are all gloomy, especially the rows of warriors whose martial arts foundation has been abolished. Some have empty eyes, some are bleeding and crying, and some are in pain...

After discovering Jiang Yi's figure, all sounds disappeared, the whole scene became quiet, and everyone looked at him silently.

"Too deceiving!"

Although he already knew that Jiang Yi was filled with murderous aura, the visual impact was far less severe than seeing it with his own eyes.

Wuji, the lifeblood of a warrior, once destroyed, his body will be worse than that of an ordinary person, becoming a cripple and living a life worse than death!
Looking up at the top of Famen Mountain, Jiang Yi jumped off his mount and walked up the mountain.

Jiang Xuehen, the royal family member in rough clothes, was also lying at the foot of Famen Mountain at this time. He watched Jiang Yi walk up Famen Mountain step by step. His lips trembled slightly, and for the first time, he felt a sense of recognition in his heart.

Enduring the pain in his body, Jiang Xuehen stood up tremblingly, half-knelt on the ground, and shouted with all his strength: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for your triumphant return!"

"May the prince return triumphantly!"

"May the prince return triumphantly!"

"..."

As if it had been discussed beforehand, everyone at the scene knelt down silently and roared with all their might, with each wave of sound getting louder than the last.

As Jiang Yi stepped forward, the sound waves continued from the bottom of the mountain to the top, resounding through the sky.

And a certain aura in Jiang Yi also soared step by step with the sound waves, and the moment he stepped onto the top of the mountain, this aura reached its peak.

Although there is no energy or blood flowing around his body, his whole body is as majestic as a mountain, and like a sword ready to be unsheathed, but the sword energy is already soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)