Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Zhu Pei's eyes flashed with madness. "Stand out? Haha, Your Majesty, you are too naive. Your princes were born with everything, while my sons have to fight their hearts out to get even a little chance. This is unfair. I want to change all this!"

As Zhu Pei roared, his attack became more violent.

"Mad Lion Technique, cut!"

His spiritual power formed sharp sword energies in the air, pointing directly at the emperor.

The emperor's spiritual power was not to be outdone. He waved his hands, forming a series of solid defenses.

The battle took place in a narrow passage, and every collision of spiritual power caused the passage to vibrate.

The emperor's face was covered with sweat, but his eyes remained firm.

He knew that this battle not only concerned his personal safety, but also the stability of the court and the future of the country.

Zhu Pei's eyes were full of madness, his strength erupted in anger, and every blow was full of destructive power.

"Your Majesty, do you know how long I have been preparing for this day? My sons deserve a better future, not to be trampled under the feet of those incompetent princes."

A glimmer of determination flashed in the emperor's eyes. He knew that there could be no retreat in this battle.

"Zhu Pei, your actions have violated the bottom line of the court. Today, I will bring you to justice."

He took out a golden sword from his storage ring, and the sword shone brightly in the firelight.

This is a top-grade spiritual weapon, and its power is enough to shake the heaven and earth.

Zhu Pei's gaze froze when he saw the golden sword.

His memory was instantly pulled back to the battlefield many years ago, when they fought together and faced powerful enemies together.

The golden sword is not only a weapon, but also a symbol of their deep friendship.

"Your Majesty, you actually..." Zhu Pei's voice trembled, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, "This sword was forged when we fought together."

The emperor gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes.

This sword was indeed a witness to their friendship, but now he had to use it to fight against his former comrades.

"Zhu Pei, do you still remember that we fought side by side and vowed to protect this land and its people?"

The emperor's voice was low and filled with nostalgia. "Now, you have embarked on the path of betrayal."

A flicker of anger flashed in Zhu Pei's eyes, and his heart was filled with resentment. "Your Majesty, my sons deserved a better future. Everything I did was for them. I have no regrets."

A glint of determination flashed in the emperor's eyes. He knew there was no turning back from this battle. "Zhu Pei, your actions have crossed the bottom line of the imperial court. Today, I will wield this royal sword and execute you!"

"Wang Jian, draw your sword!"

The golden sword drew golden arcs in the air, and every swing was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air.

Zhu Pei's spiritual power was not to be outdone, and each of his attacks was filled with destructive power.

The passage was filled with fluctuations of spiritual energy and explosions.

The emperor's swordsmanship was precise and ruthless, and each sword strike was aimed directly at Zhu Pei's vital points.

Although Zhu Pei was powerful, his defense was gradually weakened under the emperor's sword.

Zhu Pei's heart was full of struggle, he knew he had no way out.

A flash of despair flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.

"Your Majesty, even if I die, I will let you know that I, Zhu Pei, have never betrayed this land."

As the battle progressed, the atmosphere in the passage became increasingly tense.

The emperor's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and Zhu Pei's spiritual power became more and more violent. The battle between the two had reached the most critical moment.

Suddenly, Zhu Pei was stabbed by the emperor's golden sword and was seriously injured.

He knew that he could no longer compete with the emperor. Facing an irreversible defeat, a trace of despair flashed in Zhu Pei's eyes, but was then replaced by a resolute light.

"Your Majesty, I have no regrets about what happened today."

Zhu Pei's voice echoed in the passage, and a wry smile appeared on his face. "Since we can't win, let's die together."

The emperor was shocked and realized that Zhu Pei might do something extreme.

But Zhu Pei's movements were faster. A powerful spiritual power suddenly burst out from his body, and the entire passage was filled with this power.

Zhu Pei's Nascent Soul expanded rapidly inside his body, and his body began to emit a dazzling light.

This is an extremely dangerous behavior. The self-detonation of the Nascent Soul will not only destroy his body, but also turn everything around it into ashes.

"Zhu Pei, are you crazy?"

The emperor's voice was full of shock and confusion. He tried to stop Zhu Pei's behavior, but it was too late.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, today I will let you know that I, Zhu Pei, am not so easily defeated."

There was a hint of madness in Zhu Pei's laughter, and his Nascent Soul exploded in an instant, producing a huge shock wave.

The entire passage was destroyed by the power of the Nascent Soul's self-explosion, and boulders and dust flew everywhere.

Although the emperor used his spiritual power to form a protective shield in time, he was still knocked back several steps by the powerful force. The passage was filled with chaos and destruction.

In this chaos, Zhu Pei's Nascent Soul took advantage of the power of the explosion, turned into a stream of light, and escaped from the crack in the passage.

Although his body was destroyed, the strange totem on his Nascent Soul preserved his consciousness and strength, giving him a glimmer of hope.

The emperor stood in the passage, the golden sword in his hand dripping with blood.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions, a mixture of relief at victory and sorrow for his former comrades.

"Zhu Pei, you should have been my right-hand man, but now you have embarked on this road of no return." There was a hint of sadness in the emperor's voice.

The emperor returned to the magnificent palace alone, walked through the long corridor and entered the hall.

His footsteps were heavy, and every step seemed to be stepping on his heart.

The splendor of the palace formed a sharp contrast with his mood at the moment.

He slowly sat down on the dragon throne. The chair that symbolized supreme power seemed unusually cold at this moment.

The emperor's eyes no longer had the sharpness and majesty of the past, but were replaced by deep loneliness and confusion.

He began to reflect on his behavior and wonder if he had done something wrong.

Zhu Pei's betrayal, his self-explosion, all of this, hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

"Zhu Pei, you and I were once comrades-in-arms, fighting side by side, but now..."

The emperor's voice echoed in the empty hall, trembling slightly. "Did I do something wrong? Should I give you a chance to explain yourself?"

His heart was filled with pain and confusion.

He could understand Zhu Pei's ambition and dissatisfaction, but he could not accept Zhu Pei's choice to betray and become an enemy of the court.