Mysterious mirror hanging high

Of course, the grudge between Zhao Yuanxi and Ying Changsu goes far beyond this.

Ying Changsu's biological mother [Nangong Yao] failed and died when she tried to break through the Nascent Soul realm. This old story has been verified by many parties, but after Ying Changsu ascended the throne, he always suspected that there was another hidden reason behind his biological mother's death, and he was afraid that Zhao Yuanxi was behind it.

But God knows!

Zhao Yuanxi was really wronged in this matter. She had been working as a steward in the Ningyuan Palace, and later became a royal concubine. Now she was the empress dowager... In the final analysis, it was all for the purpose of using the spiritual resources of the Immortal Dynasty to seek the path to immortality after she was in a high position. This path was originally a stable one. It was hard enough to handle the miscellaneous affairs, so how could she have the time to engage in palace fighting?

Besides, the Shending Immortal Dynasty is huge and wealthy. Whether it is the imperial concubine or the queen, the resources they can mobilize for the formation of a baby far exceed what is needed. Why should I risk being exposed and fight for the position of queen for that little bit of spiritual resources that I can't use?

Nangong Yao was indeed born into one of the eight noble families, and was the Empress of the Immortal Dynasty, so her aptitude was naturally not bad. However, she had lived a life of luxury since childhood, and had never encountered any major setbacks. Her mentality in seeking the Tao was a complete mess, so was it any surprise that she failed at the stage of [Inner Demon Tribulation]?

Throughout history, haven’t there been many “geniuses” with extraordinary talents but bad character?

She had never expected that the blame could be put on Zhao Yuanxi.

However, the royal family has been full of disputes since ancient times. Zhao Yuanxi himself was born into the royal family of Zhao State. He had seen many royal secrets in his early years and naturally expected this. Now he is caught in the vortex of power struggle, but after all, he has actually achieved the Nascent Soul stage. What is there to regret?

After all, she only has the aptitude of low-grade spiritual roots. A cultivator with this aptitude may not even be able to build a foundation in the early years. Those who can achieve the status of Golden Core True Person are rare, not to mention condensing Nascent Soul... It requires great opportunity and great background to achieve this. I am afraid that there can only be such a one among tens of millions of cultivators with low-grade spiritual roots.

Although he has only achieved the third level of infancy, I am afraid that the path to becoming a god is hopeless... After all, looking through the history of Xianzhou, Zhao Yuanxi has indeed not found an example of a Three-Aperture True Lord who successfully became a god.

But does it mean that if I stay with my uncle forever, I will definitely be able to realize the illusory path to becoming a god?

It is said that my great uncle is now recognized as the number one True Lord in the world, and his achievement of becoming a God is a foregone conclusion. His talent and solid foundation are so great that even the hostile God Lords of the Divine Cauldron have praised him, which shows his talent.

Maybe it really is different? Zhao Yuanxi thought aimlessly.

People should not glorify the path they have never walked. Zhao Yuanxi does not regret the choice she made back then. Even though her uncle is more mysterious than she imagined and can really help her along the way to immortality...this is not a reason for her to be content with being a burden.

At that time in Xiaoyao Fairy City, I heard that my uncle had formed a golden elixir, but I was still wasting time on building my foundation. I wanted to ask my uncle for help, mostly because of the gap in our realm.

But now that he is in a high position, Zhao Yuanxi has already had a deep understanding of the difficulty of becoming a god... Even the [pseudo-godization], which is easier to achieve than the current godization, has stopped countless geniuses of the Divine Cauldron, and the spiritual resources and treasures consumed in the practice are astronomical.

Although my great uncle and I are both in the Nascent Soul stage, it is difficult for me to bring this up.

This is good, Zhao Yuanxi thought.

She can continue to seize the spiritual resources of the Shending Immortal Dynasty for her own use without hindering her uncle's path.

As for Ying Changsu...

A murderous intent rose in her heart.

Although the current Immortal Emperor is not her biological son, she has always treated him as her own son over the years. However, she never expected that she would raise such an ungrateful person.

Do you really think that Empress Dowager Yuan Xi, who has been immersed in the imperial court for hundreds of years, is a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone?

If she is pushed to the limit, what if she directly deposes the emperor and then supports another prince to take the throne? Such dynasty images have existed throughout history!

Anyway, those old guys only care about the reigning Immortal Emperor with the surname Ying. As for which one it is?

who cares?

While Zhao Yuanxi was thinking, the dome of the Golden Palace was suddenly illuminated by sunlight, and three figures appeared in front of the palace. They were Ying Ba, Ying Jin and Zhao Nu.

The appearance of the three people was so sudden that the cultivators in the hall did not react for a moment and just stared at them subconsciously.

Ying Ba glanced at the other cultivators in the Divine Cauldron and sneered, "The younger generation in the lower realms are truly regressing. How is it that the key to the cave heaven has remained unchanged for hundreds of thousands of years? If there were even a traitor, wouldn't this cave heaven be breached by the cultivators of the modern world in an instant?"

"There are assassins!"

A senior eunuch screamed, and there was a loud "crash". Hundreds of armored imperial guards rushed into the hall and surrounded the three men. They were waiting for Ying Changsu's order to chop them into pieces.

At this time, Ying Changsu was also tightly holding the imperial seal in his hand. The power of national destiny within the seal was activated, wrapping himself tightly.

"Who dares to trespass into the Golden Palace? You have offended the Holy Emperor, and why don't you surrender?" The eunuch beside the emperor continued.

The white-haired Ying Jin looked at the group of Imperial Guards in the Foundation Establishment Realm around him, his mouth twitching slightly as he asked:

"Where is the immortal dynasty's incarnation cultivator? Tell your manager to come here."

"How dare you..."

boom--

Three enormous spiritual pressures that suppressed all living beings emanated from Ying Ba and the other two, crushing the numerous cultivators in the Golden Throne Hall to the point that their bones crackled.

The ministers in the hall were like being suppressed by an invisible mountain. They all prostrated themselves on the ground with pale faces, unable to even lift their heads.

Those Imperial Guards who were in the Foundation Establishment Stage fainted directly, and their armor made a dull sound when it collided with the ground.

"This, this is..."

Zhao Yuanxi felt as if his chest was being pressed down by a huge weight, and his Nascent Soul Dharma Image was vibrating wildly in his Dantian.

She forced herself to look up, but saw that Ying Changsu, who was sitting on the dragon throne, had already slipped to the ground, and the imperial seal had rolled to the side. The face that always had a gentle smile was now twisted like a devil.

Suddenly, there were bursts of breaking sounds outside the hall.

Seven streams of light shot up from the forbidden areas of Shendingtian and landed in front of the Golden Palace in the blink of an eye. The streams of light disappeared, and seven pseudo-god monks walked out of them.

“Who dares…” One of the white-haired old men was Ying Shigui’s great-uncle, Qi Yang Tianjun. He was about to scold, but was stimulated by the ubiquitous spiritual pressure. His face suddenly turned pale and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"I, the unworthy descendant of the Ying family, pay my respects to the three ancestors!"

Qi Yang Tianjun banged his head on the ground, his voice trembling.

"You're quite knowledgeable." Ying Jin said in a deep voice, "Are these few pseudo-gods the only ones left in the Lower Realm Immortal Dynasty?"

"Reporting to the ancestor... Currently, there are thirteen Divine Transformation cultivators belonging to the Divine Tripod Royal Family in Divine Tripod Heaven, and six more are cultivating in remote areas of the Cave Heaven."