Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 426 The Emperor Dies (Please subscribe and vote)

"You two must keep this thing properly and never leave it anywhere." After getting on the carriage, Elder Yunlong solemnly warned Lin Yi and Su Xiao.

"Can this coin really bring eternal life?"

Lin Yi stroked the white coin in his hand. Although the hint in the Samsara Paradise indicated that it did have the ability to grant eternal life, it was also accompanied by huge negative effects.

Just by looking at those prompts, Lin Yi felt that this was not an auspicious thing.

"It can indeed bring eternal life, but the price should be extremely heavy. Eternal life is not that simple." Elder Yunlong said in a deep voice, "I don't know whether Hal Adam is right to do this."

As the carriage slowly left, news of the emperor's sudden death spread in the imperial city that night.

This sudden change plunged the entire imperial city into deep shock.

As night fell, three heavyweights in the court, the Seventeenth Prince, Prince Longte and the Crown Prince, gathered in the palace.

Their hearts were filled with doubt and anxiety, because no one was sure whether the old emperor had really passed away.

After all, the old emperor once faked his death, which resulted in the dethronement of the crown prince at the time.

Against this backdrop, the three decided to join forces to find out the truth.

They led their respective entourages and passed through the layers of checkpoints in the palace.

Faced with their tough attitude, the guards and servants of the palace did not dare to stop them and could only watch them break into the room where the emperor's coffin was placed.

The door of the room slowly opened, and a cold air mixed with the unique scent of incense from the mourning hall blew in, as if reminding everyone that this was the boundary between life and death.

The coffin lay quietly in the center of the room, surrounded by white candles. The flickering candlelight added a touch of mystery and solemnity to the solemn scene.

Prince Longte took a deep breath and stepped forward first.

He stared at the coffin with his hands clenched, as if confirming the unbelievable fact before him - the big brother who once had power over the world and was feared by countless people was really dead.

The other two followed closely behind, their eyes lingering on the coffin with a bit of awe and curiosity.

They wanted to see with their own eyes whether the emperor who once ruled a vast empire was really no longer alive.

As the lid of the coffin was carefully pushed open, the old emperor's serene and pale face came into view.

His eyes were closed, as if he had simply fallen into a deep sleep rather than gone forever.

Prince Longte and the other two stared at this face, and couldn't help but feel a surge of inexplicable emotion in their hearts.

"The bastard is finally dead."

After confirming that the old emperor had really passed away, Prince Longte cursed in his heart.

He glanced at the Seventeenth Prince and the Crown Prince beside him, then flicked his sleeves and walked away.

The seventeenth prince had a blank expression on his face, as if he was not surprised or sad about his father's death.

He glanced at the prince calmly, his eyes revealing an indescribable emotion, then silently followed Prince Longte out of the room.

The prince stood there in a daze, obviously unable to accept this sudden reality.

He looked at his father in the coffin blankly. How could he, who was full of energy just two days ago, suddenly pass away?

His heart was filled with doubts and confusion, but more of it was a deep sense of powerlessness.

In the vortex of this power struggle, he seemed like a helpless little boat that could be swallowed by the huge waves at any time.

With the departure of Prince Longte, the Seventeenth Prince and the Crown Prince, the entire Holy Dragon City began to surge with undercurrents. Various forces began to take action, and a battle for power quietly unfolded.

In Prince Longte's residence, advisers came from all directions and gathered together to plan how to force the prince into a desperate situation.

They discussed various strategies and tactics and made careful plans to ensure victory in this struggle for power.

Prince Longte's eyes were very cold. He sat in the main seat, looking down at the advisers who were giving him advice.

He knew very well that in this cruel struggle for power, only the strong could survive and only the wise could win.

He was determined to use all available resources to gain the upper hand in this contest.

The seventeenth prince was more secretive.

He does not directly participate in the head-on conflict, but manipulates everything behind the scenes.

Using his spies in the court and the country, he carefully spread rumors, created chaos and division, and tried to further deepen the rift between Prince Longte and the Crown Prince, so as to reap the benefits.

As the legitimate heir to the throne, the crown prince is facing unprecedented pressure. Not only does he have to deal with the blatant military threats from Prince Longte, but he also has to be on guard against the conspiracy of the Seventeenth Prince.

Fortunately, the prince was surrounded by a group of loyal ministers who vowed to protect him to the death and resolutely safeguard the dignity and authority of the royal family.

Regrettably, the prince himself seems to lack sufficient political wisdom and skills, and behaves like a hopeless case.

In the early hours of the morning a day later, everything was quiet and the entire city was still immersed in sleep.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence of the night, and the army led by Prince Longte began to move.

They blocked all the city gates, and with the heavy sound of the gates closing, the whole city seemed to be shrouded in a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The air was filled with tension and anxiety. People were awakened from their sleep but did not dare to go out to check.

Prince Longte led his elite troops and headed straight for the Prince's Palace.

The sound of horse hooves echoed in the empty streets, stirring people's hearts like war drums.

Their goal was clear: to force the crown prince to abdicate.

Inside the Prince's Mansion, the originally quiet night was broken by the noise outside.

The prince woke up from his deep sleep, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

He hurriedly got up, put on his clothes and walked out of the room, only to see Prince Longte's army rushing into the Prince's Palace like wolves and tigers.

The sound of armor colliding and the shouts of the soldiers echoed in the night sky, and the entire Prince's Mansion fell into chaos.

Prince Longte was riding on a tall horse, dressed in military uniform, and his eyes were coldly scanning everything in the Prince's Mansion.

He rode his horse forward, and came in front of the prince in a menacing manner, before slowly stopping.

Their eyes met in the air.

The prince felt the coldness in Prince Longte's eyes and his heart tightened.

"He who knows the current situation is a hero." Prince Longte said coldly, "If you abdicate now, I can guarantee you a life of wealth and glory."

The prince's legs were shaking, but he still shook his head.

Upon hearing this, a hint of cruelty flashed in Prince Longte's eyes.

He suddenly pulled out the knife in his hand and instantly put it on the prince's neck.

The cold blade was pressed against the prince's neck. The prince was cowardly to begin with, and after being frightened by Prince Longte, his face turned pale, with fear and helplessness in his eyes.

His body seemed to be drained of strength and he collapsed to the ground, completely losing the dignity and aura of a prince.

"I... I give up the throne..." the prince said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of helplessness and unwillingness.

Prince Longte coldly signaled his men to bring up the paper and pen that had been prepared in advance.

Under the coercion of everyone, the prince reluctantly picked up the pen and wrote the abdication edict.

His handwriting was slightly trembling, revealing his inner struggle and helplessness.

Prince Longte took the imperial edict and carefully examined every word.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face, as if he had already seen the moment when he would ascend the throne.

"Very good." He sneered and said, "The prince really knows how to deal with the current situation."

The moment Prince Longte left the Prince's Mansion, the surrounding soldiers acted quickly and surrounded everyone in the Prince's Mansion.

This sudden change terrified the people in the Prince's Mansion. They tried to find a chance to escape, but it was too late.

The soldiers raised their swords that flashed with cold light and began to kill the people in the Prince's Mansion without mercy.

Screams and shouts rang out one after another, the smell of blood filled the air, and the entire Prince's Mansion fell into chaos and massacre.

Prince Longte would never allow anyone who could threaten his position to exist.

He knew very well that as long as the prince was alive, the news that he had come to the throne illegitimately would continue to affect his ruling position.

As for the public opinion of killing the prince, it will disappear on its own in a few years.

Therefore, after obtaining the abdication edict he wanted, Prince Longte ordered the elimination of the prince's forces in order to completely eliminate future troubles.

(End of this chapter)