The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

"We'll fight you to the death!"

Upon seeing Wei Zhong's death, the other eunuchs were filled with grief and indignation, and they all used their martial arts skills to rush towards Lu Yao.

Why bother coming to your death?

Lu Yao shook his head. His only target was Zhao Yun. As long as these eunuchs didn't get in his way, Lu Yao didn't have time to kill them.

Unfortunately, these people courted their own demise.

A moment later, Lu Yao entered the Imperial Martial Arts Bureau.

Those eunuchs who rushed towards Lu Yao all became corpses.

As soon as Lu Yao entered the Imperial Martial Arts Bureau, he saw Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was hiding under the table, trembling with fear.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Zhao Yun saw Lu Yao walk in and immediately knew that the eunuchs had failed to capture Lu Yao, and he was immediately filled with panic.

"How did you even become emperor? You're so afraid of dying."

Looking at Zhao Yun's expression, Lu Yao was speechless.

"Please spare my life, sir! If you spare my life, I will surely treat you with high official rank and generous salary, bestow upon you the title of king and prime minister, and grant you endless wealth and honor."

Zhao Yun knelt on the ground, frightened, and promised Lu Yao all sorts of benefits.

"Ah."

Lu Yao chuckled and ignored Zhao Yun.

A flash of sword light, Zhao Yun's voice stopped abruptly, and a head flew off.

"Whose body is this? It looks so familiar."

Zhao Yun stared at the headless corpse kneeling on the ground, still reeling from the shock, before plunging into eternal darkness.

......

The next morning, the whole world was shaken.

Emperor Zhao Yun and Crown Prince Zhao Qi of the Southern Song Dynasty were assassinated.

What's even more shocking is that a quarter of the ministers in the Southern Song court were also assassinated, casting a huge shadow over the entire Southern Song court.

Because Lu Yao and his group operated at night, they did not expose their identities. However, even if other forces outside the Martial Alliance knew, they would not dare to say anything.

Such a large-scale assassination attempt made all the officials of the Southern Song Dynasty feel insecure, and they dared not make any demands to search for the assassins. They could only issue a symbolic arrest warrant as a formality.

Lu Yao ordered the execution of all the powerful and corrupt officials in the court and also used force to win over a large number of ministers.

Soon, with the support of his ministers, Zhao Biying ascended the throne and began to handle state affairs.

Although Zhao Biying was young, under Lu Yao's guidance, he quickly won over the ministers of the Southern Song court, and of course, the role of force was indispensable in this process.

This led many ministers to believe that Zhao Biying's faction orchestrated the assassination attempt and internal strife.

Just when everything was going very smoothly, Möngke personally led the Mongol army to the outskirts of Xiangyang.

The Mongol army's attack greatly alarmed Zhao Biying, who had just ascended to the throne, but he still dispatched 20,000 troops to support Xiangyang.

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"Hehehe, I didn't expect Mengge to still come. In that case, there's no need to go back."

Lu Yao chuckled and intended to kill Meng Ge directly.

As the Great Khan of the Mongols, Möngke's death would undoubtedly plunge the Mongol Empire into internal strife. After all, the Southern Song Dynasty could be attacked at any time, but the opportunity to become the Great Khan was only available once.

Soon Lu Yao set off from the Valley of Heartbreak, riding a giant eagle towards Xiangyang City.

Möngke is now stationed outside the city with an army of up to 50,000 men.

With the arrival of the Mongol army, the defenders of Xiangyang City were under great pressure. They numbered only a few thousand, yet they had to withstand an army of fifty thousand Mongols. How difficult that was!

Fortunately, Xiangyang was a fortified city that had withstood two attacks by the Mongol army, but this was just a test by Möngke.

After Lu Yao arrived in Xiangyang, Guo Jing immediately came to find him.

"Alliance Leader, the disciples of the alliance are, after all, martial arts practitioners. They have already done their best to help defend the city walls. If this continues, the city will fall sooner or later."

Guo Jing looked troubled and said helplessly to Lu Yao.

Guo Jing had no way to express his bitterness. The purpose of their martial arts alliance was not to defend the city, but to assassinate enemy generals and carry out sabotage behind enemy lines.

However, given Kublai Khan's example, how could Möngke not be prepared?

To deal with these martial arts masters, Möngke brought all the top experts from Mongolia with him.

There was even a group of Tantric lamas who were very skilled in martial arts.

Guo Jing had previously organized an assassination attempt, but it was thwarted by these lamas, resulting in the loss of many martial arts alliance disciples.

"What level of strength do those lamas possess?"

Seeing how much Guo Jing valued this, Lu Yao couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

“Those lamas are very powerful, and they should have some connection with Jinlun. There is one old lama that I am no match for.”

Guo Jing frowned and said helplessly.

"Oh? It seems to be another expert at the peak of the Acquired Realm."

Lu Yao was stunned, not expecting that Meng Ge could summon such a master.

Such a master would surely be guarding Möngke's side. If Lu Yao wanted to kill Möngke, he would have to deal with this Tantric lama first.

Lu Yao then rode the giant eagle to the Mongol army camp.

Lu Yao's figure was quickly spotted by the Mongol soldiers, who reported it to Möngke.

When Lu Yao arrived at Möngke's royal tent, Möngke and several lamas were already waiting for him.

"You're Lu Yao, the one who killed my brother?"

Mongke looked at Lu Yao with a very gloomy expression.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, you will soon be seeing your brother."

Lu Yao chuckled lightly and said calmly.

"Hmph! Arrogant! Master, I'm leaving you to me."

Mongke snorted coldly and looked at an old lama beside him.

"I am willing to relieve the Great Khan's worries."

The old lama stepped forward, his red robes were very bright, and his eyes were as sinister as those of a hawk.

"You killed my good-for-nothing disciple, and today you shall give me an explanation."

The old lama held his staff and looked coldly at Lu Yao.

"Are you Jinlun's master?"

Lu Yao recalled for a moment and asked softly.

"Humph! That's right."

The old lama snorted coldly.

"Since you want an explanation, then I'll give you one: I'll send you down to keep him company."

Lu Yao remained expressionless and said calmly.

Without wasting words, the old lama brandished his Vajra Staff and attacked Lu Yao.

Lu Yao moved swiftly, slashing out with his Longquan sword.

The clash of swords and staffs unleashed an invisible force that overturned a nearby military tent.

"As expected, he is at the peak of the acquired realm."

Lu Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately judged the old lama's strength.

The old lama opposite him also looked solemn, and he couldn't help but put away his contempt.

"Final ceremony!"

Lu Yao casually swung the Longquan sword in his hand, but it contained profound secrets, and several sword shadows slashed towards the old lama.

The old lama only felt the flashing sword light before his eyes, and in an instant, several sword shadows rushed towards him, making it impossible to distinguish which one was the real attack.

The old lama's inner energy surged, and with a thought, he moved his golden staff to smash the sword shadows.

Lu Yao's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, watching his opponent's every move closely. The moment the old lama made a move, his sword technique immediately changed.

The sword dodged the old lama's staff and pierced his arm with its sharp point.

The old lama was shocked and immediately retreated.

"Your swordsmanship is superb; my disciple's death was not unjust."

The old lama took a deep breath, knowing that he wouldn't be able to defeat Lu Yao without using his true skills.