The first time in history

At this moment, a cool breeze blew by, and both of them unconsciously tightened their soft armor.

Tao Jun: "Sir, when we return to the capital after the cool autumn, we will definitely be able to catch your son's birthday. That scene will surely be lively."

Wen Zijian: "Yes, the emperor should return to Beijing before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I can just catch up with my son's important moment."

Tao Jun: "By then, your fellow apprentices, relatives and friends will surely come to congratulate you. You will be busy now!"

Wen Zijian: "Haha, it's good to be busy. This is the first important ceremony in a child's life, so of course we have to make it a grand occasion."

Suddenly, a dark figure quietly emerged under the palace wall like a ghost. The dark figure seemed to be weightless, slowly floating down, as light as floating grass.

His movements were extremely gentle, without making any sound. In the dim moonlight, only the outline of the figure could be vaguely seen, mysterious and dangerous.

He floated behind the tree trunks and under the flowers and plants, moving silently towards the Meditation Hall.

"Who is it?" Tao Jun whispered as he sensed a vague figure.

"Do you feel something is wrong too?" Wen Zijian asked in a low voice.

Tao Jun swallowed nervously, "Could it be that we saw it wrong?"

"Impossible, I definitely saw a shadow." Wen Zijian said firmly.

At this moment, a firework suddenly rose from the roof of the Jingxin Hall and rushed into the sky at a high speed with a whistling sound.

There was a loud bang, and fireworks exploded. In an instant, a ball of red fire lit up the night sky. The appearance of the assassin triggered the alarm measures of the palace.

At the same time, the hidden guard on the ridge of the palace let out a light whistle, swooped down quickly, and drew his sword in the air.

The shadowy figure, seeing that he was exposed, rushed towards the guards at an extremely fast speed. A sharp dagger flashed with a cold light under the moonlight. The assassin attacked, and each move was fatal, trying to break through the guards' defense.

"There's an assassin!" the guards shouted and raised their weapons to meet the enemy.

"Everyone, be careful and protect the emperor." Wen Zijian shouted loudly while blocking the assassin.

The assassin was agile and kept changing the direction of his attack, making it hard for the guards to defend themselves. The sound of swords clashing rang out in the palace, sparks flying everywhere.

The assassin's attacks became more and more fierce.

"Who are you? How dare you assassinate someone in the palace?" Tao Jun asked loudly.

"Don't worry about it, just take him down first." Wen Zijian's eyes were sharp.

All the guards around the Jingxin Hall appeared, and they cooperated tacitly. A few of them intercepted the assassin, and the others quickly rushed into the hall.

Countless bright candles were lit in the hall. Rui Yuhuan stood firmly in a corner of the hall, holding a flashing ghost-head sword. His face was stern and fearless.

In front of Rui Yuhuan, there were five guards holding swords. They had serious expressions and stared around vigilantly.

In front of the guards, there were a few trembling eunuchs.

The assassin outside the hall stabbed Tao Jun's throat at an extremely tricky angle. Tao Jun reacted very quickly and raised his knife to block.

The assassin missed his attack and instantly changed his body shape, sliding past Tao Jun like a loach, then turned around and stabbed Wen Zijian at incredible speed.

Several palace guards rushed over, raising their swords. A burly guard shouted and pounced on the assassin, slashing at him with the sword in his hand.

The assassin was not in a hurry. He jumped lightly and actually jumped onto the big sword. Then he used the force to push off and flew backwards like a bird.

In the air, he raised his hands and several shurikens shot towards the guards like meteors. These shurikens flew in a strange and unpredictable trajectory. The guards quickly raised their swords to block, while some of them dodged sideways.

But the assassin's attack did not stop. After he landed, his figure flashed and instantly disappeared into the darkness. The guards looked around nervously, not knowing where the assassin would appear again.

At this moment, a guard suddenly felt a chill on his back. He wanted to turn around, but it was too late.

The assassin appeared behind him like a ghost, and stabbed his back fiercely with the dagger. The guard spurted out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell down.

The other guards were furious when they saw this. They gathered together tightly, back to back, and watched the movements around them vigilantly. He did not rush to attack again, but watched quietly in the dark.

A moment later, the assassin suddenly rushed out from an unexpected direction. He held a small ball in his hand and threw it hard, and smoke instantly filled the air. The guards were immediately thrown into chaos.

The assassin thrived in the smoke, relying on his keen sense of hearing and smell to attack the guards.

The dagger flashed coldly in the smoke, and every thrust carried a deadly threat. Although the guards fought hard, their movements were greatly restricted by the smoke.

Some guards were stabbed by assassins and fell to the ground groaning in pain; some guards collided with each other in the chaos and lost their ability to fight.

Wen Zijian shouted, "Everyone, stay calm and follow my command!" He led the other guards to form a defensive formation and slowly moved forward. They knocked the ground with the back of their knives, making rhythmic sounds, trying to determine the assassin's position through the sound.

The assassin also felt the change in the guards, and he knew he couldn't delay any longer. So he decided to go all out and use his strongest skills.

His body suddenly became blurred, as if it had turned into countless black shadows. These black shadows shuttled through the smoke like ghosts, making it difficult to distinguish which one was the real assassin. The guards immediately fell into panic, not knowing how to respond.

At this time, Wen Zijian said calmly: "Don't panic, this is his illusion. As long as we defend our positions, he won't succeed."

The assassin was anxious when he saw that his trick was discovered. So he decided to take a risk and go directly into the palace to assassinate the emperor.

He suddenly put away his illusion, rushed towards the Jingxin Hall at an extremely fast speed, broke through the window frame and rushed into the hall.

More than ten guards had gathered in front of Rui Yuhuan, protecting him. But the assassin rushed towards Rui Yuhuan regardless of everything.

However, under the attack from both sides by the imperial guards, the assassin's wounds increased and his movements became slower. Despite this, the assassin did not give up.

He still resisted stubbornly, but finally, under the joint attack of the guards, the assassin gradually lost the ability to resist and fell to the ground.

Several sharp swords were pressed against the assassin's throat. Wen Zijian used the tip of the sword to lift his veil, revealing an extremely ferocious face.