After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

The audience, both on and off stage, was stunned.

What does "let one of them die and see" mean?

His Highness Prince Yi has always been benevolent and compassionate, so why does he treat the lives of loyal ministers so lightly?

The leader of the straw hat was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"Rebellion is not child's play."

"His Highness Prince Yi has a fiefdom and power; why would he rebel against the court if he wasn't absolutely certain?"

The crowd whispered among themselves.

The leader in the straw hat suddenly understood and confidently explained:

"Emperor Wu is old and no longer as brave as he once was. He is muddleheaded, suspicious, and bloodthirsty."

"The Crown Prince's unjust case resulted in the wrongful execution of over 100,000 people; thirteen prime ministers, none of whom met a good end, and millions of innocent people were implicated and killed!"

"Now, uprisings are breaking out everywhere to punish the invaders. This is the opportune time."

"The grandson of the emperor is the heir apparent of the crown prince and should rightfully inherit the throne. If he raises his arms and shouts his name, the whole world will respond. This is the harmony of the people."

"Liangzhou is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, far from the capital, making it the best place to raise an army. This is its geographical advantage."

"With favorable timing, location, and popular support, the imperial grandson's uprising will surely lead to his ascension to the throne!"

Emperor Wu became senile in his later years, while his grandson ruled with benevolence and love for the people; the difference between the two is obvious.

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, and many secretly made up their minds:

If Your Highness raises an army, I am willing to follow you to the death.

"He had lofty ambitions, but lacked the resolve to sacrifice himself."

Zhou Yi smiled calmly, "I only want to see someone remonstrate to the death."

Everyone was puzzled and confused.

Your Highness, why do you keep forcing the other party to commit suicide?

"Hahaha……"

The leader of the bamboo hat lifted his hat and said self-deprecatingly, "The Crown Prince is so clever that he can see that we are not his former officials."

"fake?"

"He's actually impersonating a retainer of the Crown Prince!"

"They kidnapped Feng Qing, so it must be... the Mahayana Sect!"

The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves, and their steps involuntarily retreated.

Mahayana Buddhism is definitely not for virtuous men and women.

"Sigh, it's just the Mahayana sect!" Si Xuan said with a look of disappointment.

Just moments before, he had been fantasizing and hoping that Mahayana Buddhism was initiated by the old faction of the prince.

With the support of Mahayana Buddhism, Your Highness has no reason to worry about failing in your great undertaking.

"How could there be any retainers who escaped the Crown Prince's wrongful execution of 100,000?"

Hu Die poured herself some tea while explaining.

Si Xuan's face flushed red.

Although he was several years older than His Highness, his vision was nowhere near that of His Highness.

……

Having his true colors exposed, the leader of the straw hat stopped putting on airs.

He sneered and said:

"Zhou Yi, surrender and declare war on the court in the name of the imperial grandson. My Mahayana Sect may spare your life."

The Mahayana sect's rebellion was illegitimate and lacked legitimacy, making it difficult to gain the support of officials and the common people.

Raising the banner of the imperial grandson will not only allow them to win over the former subordinates of the crown prince.

Forces opposing the Martial Emperor will also come to pledge allegiance.

Therefore, the Mahayana sect plotted to kidnap Zhou Yi.

however.

Zhou Yi had already seen through the other party's tricks.

The performance was clumsy and utterly boring. He picked up his tea, bored, and said softly:

"Out of control."

"You traitors of the Mahayana Sect, today is your day of death!" Si Xuan roared.

"I, Wu, am willing to assist Your Highness in slaying the traitor!"

Wu Meng swung his iron fist and strode towards the Mahayana sect members.

The blue-robed swordsman, with his long sword drawn, stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Meng.

One.

two.

Three people...

The Liangzhou warriors gathered behind Wu Meng, united in their hatred of the enemy, and surrounded the Mahayana sect members.

Si Xuan, looking down from his high vantage point, called out:

"You traitors of the Mahayana Sect, surrender now, and I, the general, may..."

"Hahaha……"

The Mahayana followers were not afraid at all; instead, they burst into wild laughter: "What are you people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Iron Fist Wu Meng's expression changed.

Next up was the Blue-Robed Swordsman.

"Oh no, why can't I muster my spiritual power?"

"Me too!"

……

There's something wrong with the exam paper!

The female warrior from Medicine King Valley finally broke through the restrictions and shouted loudly.

Everyone felt weak all over, their bodies swayed and they couldn't stand steadily. Their faces were all looking worse than the last.

The leader in the straw hat laughed heartily and said:

"There is no need for you to worry. The exam paper is only stained with a little bit of the Locking Spirit."

"They just can't use magic, no one will die!"

"As long as you submit to the Mahayana teachings, the antidote will naturally be given to you!"

There really is a problem with the exam paper!

All eyes in the room turned to Ji Yu.

He was the one who escorted the exam papers from the capital, so only he had the opportunity to tamper with them.

With her snow-white teeth gently biting off the red thread, Ji Yu picked up the thread end, threaded the needle again, and continued embroidering calmly.

He seemed oblivious to the angry stares of the crowd.

"I'd rather die than join a cult!"

Wu Meng gritted his teeth and said, "If you're a man, then cure the poison and fight fair and square!"

"What kind of hero resorts to trickery and intrigue?"

"Let's have a one-on-one fight!"

The crowd was outraged and began to voice their accusations.

Those who were merely spectators and never handled the exam paper were naturally not infected.

Many people were about to step forward to help when they were immediately restrained and warned by unfamiliar martial artists nearby:

"The Mahayana sect's influence extends throughout the world. If you dare to cause trouble, we'll wipe out your entire family!"

After a brief commotion caused by coercion, the crowd gradually calmed down.

After all, who wouldn't worry about their family?

The situation on the field is under complete control.

The leader of the Mahayana sect smiled with satisfaction and turned his gaze to Zhou Yi.

His true target was the eldest grandson of the Empress Wu.

"Tsk tsk, how does it feel to be in Prince Yi's palace?"

He shook his head, looking regretful, and said, "You went through twenty exam papers in total, and you still can't muster any skill?"

"Obey the Mahayana sect and you'll be spared physical suffering..."

Si Xuan's expression was grave, his heart burning with anxiety.

Ordinary soldiers are of little use against martial artists above the Foundation Establishment stage.

The leader of the opposing group, who was wearing a bamboo hat, was a Golden Core cultivator; the remaining twenty were mostly late Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Many masters are hidden among the crowd.

In Liangzhou, he himself was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

There were only two Golden Core cultivators: Zhou Yi and a Liangzhou general hiding in the shadows.

Now, Zhou Yi has lost all his skills.

The two sides are vastly different in strength.

Hu Die turned around and gave him a reassuring look.

His Highness Prince Yi prevented her from accessing the exam papers, so he must have already discovered something fishy.

If he doesn't care, then nothing will happen.

"That's all you have?"

Zhou Yi walked to the center of the arena, shook his head in disappointment, and raised his hand, saying, "You're so noisy!"

His slender, jade-like hand suddenly swelled several times its original size.

Sharp claws pierce from the fingertips, and the palms and backs of the hands are covered with golden scales.

Suddenly, it transformed into a dragon claw.

Dragon scales covered upwards, and the entire arm transformed into a golden dragon's arm.

The dragon's arm suddenly extended, its claws traversing space, instantly reaching the center of the training ground and grabbing the leader in the bamboo hat by the throat.

With a gentle grasp of the five claws.

"Oh!"

Blood splattered.

The leader in the straw hat didn't utter a sound before he was exploded into a pile of blood and flesh.

No bones left!

"hiss--"

A Golden Core cultivator was so easily killed.

His Highness Prince Yi's strength is truly formidable!

This was the first time in twenty years that he had made a move, leaving everyone stunned.

The training ground was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Royal Secret Technique - Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon.

Each revolution corresponds to a major cultivation realm. The five revolutions of the Divine Dragon correspond to the fifth-grade Golden Core realm.

With each rotation, a certain part of the cultivator's body will be cultivated to the point of transforming into a dragon shape, which is called dragon transformation.

With a single turn of the dragon, both arms transformed into dragon forms.

The dragon undergoes its second transformation, its legs becoming dragon-like.

The dragon transforms three times, its rump and abdomen becoming dragon form.

……

After nine transformations of the divine dragon, the entire body transforms into a dragon, thus becoming a true dragon.

The martial artists of Liangzhou witnessed this divine skill and extraordinary phenomenon for the first time, as if they were seeing a miracle.

"Dragon Claw! Peak Golden Core!"

Ji Yu's exclamation broke the silence.

At twenty years old, he had reached the fifth level of the Divine Dragon Realm; his talent was already close to that of a Martial Emperor.

Sensing his loss of composure, he gracefully covered his mouth with his pinky finger.

The eunuchs who served Empress Wu were sure they wouldn't misjudge the situation, and the crowd immediately erupted in excitement:

"Peak of the Golden Core stage!"

"Your Highness is actually a fifth-rank Grand Cultivator!"

"Your Highness's talent is truly astonishing!"

Well known to the world.

As a royal secret technique, the Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon is incomparably powerful and can easily overcome challenges of higher levels.

His Highness Prince Yi, at the peak of the Golden Core realm, can easily fight against other sixth-grade Cave-Hidden Realm experts.

……

The Mahayana followers, far from being intimidated by the killing of their leader, became even more ferocious.

"kill!"

Unleashing their strongest killing move, the twenty men charged at Zhou Yi with one heart.

"That's it?"

Zhou Yi stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of making a move.