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

"He's not a guardian deity?"

Si Xuan was greatly surprised.

The disappointment on his face was impossible to hide.

The legacy of the guardian deity vanished like a bubble.

Hu Die rolled her eyes at him and said, "If something seems too good to be true, it's probably a trap."

"Hahaha……"

The enormous face laughed, "Zhou family brat, when did you begin to doubt me?"

"when?"

Zhou Yi scratched his head. "I never believed you from the beginning."

"..." The other party remained silent.

He kept trying to perform, but the other person was just playing along from the beginning.

The purpose, needless to say, was to trick him into revealing information.

Si Xuan couldn't understand and asked, "How does Your Highness know that he is not a guardian deity?"

Zhou Yi smiled:

"The Seventeen Peaks of Heavenly Pillar Formation was clearly set up by the Zhou family ancestors to isolate this place from the outside world."

"Moreover, beneath our feet lies an even more powerful sealing array laid down by our ancestors."

"His third challenge is for us to break this formation."

"Because this formation sealed him underground."

"Emperor Batian, am I wrong?"

“Hahaha…not bad!”

The enormous face laughed hatefully, which could be considered an admission of its identity.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, I and Ji Laosan wiped out all the demons and monsters in the world and agreed to divide the world equally."

"That treacherous villain used despicable means to suppress me, the Emperor, and now he monopolizes the throne!"

"Heaven has eyes, let him die before I, the Emperor! Hahaha..."

Hu Die retorted angrily, "You're talking nonsense!"

"An old saying goes that if you lose the bet, you should support Emperor Ji's ascension to the throne."

"However, you changed your mind and wanted to kill Emperor Ji to seize the world. After your defeat, you committed suicide."

Si Xuan nodded.

History does indeed record it this way.

"Heh, history is nothing more than a tool for the victors to embellish themselves."

The Overlord Emperor sneered, "What do you mean I lost to Ji Laosan, what do you mean I committed suicide after being defeated?"

"The fact that I am imprisoned here is the best evidence that he has deceived the world."

"..."

Hu Die was speechless.

She had no way of knowing the entanglement between the two Heavenly Emperors.

At the very least, the claim that the Overlord Emperor committed suicide after his defeat is undoubtedly a misrepresentation.

"Are you a terrestrial deity?"

Zhou Yi asked curiously, "Legend has it that he was born with superhuman strength and was invincible in his entire life."

"Hmph!" The Overlord Emperor looked smug. "Not bad! Except for being imprisoned here by that brat's scheme."

It's clear that he harbors immense hatred for Emperor Zhou Ji of the Great Qian Dynasty.

After all, he had been suppressed underground for three thousand years.

"So, the lifespan of a terrestrial immortal is only three thousand years," Zhou Yi said.

He could see clearly that the other party was about to run out of energy.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and the Overlord Emperor sighed:

"Alas, my three thousand years..."

He had a lifespan of three thousand years, but was suppressed underground for more than two thousand nine hundred years.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable in that situation.

“Senior, since your lifespan is nearing its end, why not use your extraordinary cultivation…” Si Xuan cautiously probed.

He still longed for the legacy of the Overlord Emperor.

After all, the other party was a terrestrial deity unseen for thousands of years.

"Don't even think about it!" the Overlord Emperor roared.

"Then take it with you to the ground," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "At most, you can last another year or two."

"Ho ho..."

The Overlord Emperor sneered repeatedly, "Your Zhou Dynasty is the same."

"Old Ji used his body as a terrestrial immortal to suppress the dragon vein. After three thousand years, his cultivation will also vanish like smoke."

"If the Zhou family can't suppress the dragon vein, they will still suffer a backlash!"

"..."

The three of them were speechless.

They were only hearing about the relationship between the dragon vein and the Zhou Dynasty for the first time from each other.

The thought of sacrificing royal bloodlines to the dragon vein made Zhou Yi's heart sink.

"Does the senior mean that the recent unusual activity of the dragon veins is because Emperor Ji's three-thousand-year lifespan is coming to an end?"

Hu Die asked, "So that's why a blood sacrifice is needed..."

"good."

The Overlord Emperor smiled and countered, "After the Crown Prince's death, who is the most qualified person to inherit the throne?"

“The Second Prince and the Sixth Prince,” Si Xuan replied without hesitation.

"Tell me, how are they?"

"The Second Prince is insane, the Sixth Prince..." Si Xuan was so surprised he couldn't continue.

and so.

The second prince went mad, and the sixth prince became an alcoholic...

Are they afraid of following in the footsteps of the crown prince and being sacrificed to the dragon vein?

Even Hu Die's eyes showed shock.

But why did the two of them suddenly regain their vitality in the two days since Zhou Yi arrived in Beijing?

Moreover, he made no attempt to conceal his master-level cultivation.

……

"Second Prince, Sixth Prince, Prince Yi has not responded. Could you two go and check the dead fog outside the city?"

The Imperial Censor Chen Jie made a worried request.

The ministers were in a panic, like ants on a hot pan.

Sudden.

The communication jade relayed Ji Yu's report:

"Your Majesty, Prince Yi has just returned. Zhu Anshi has not appeared again."

Cheers erupted in the main hall:

"His Highness Prince Yi has won!"

"Quickly, bring His Highness back!"

"We're finally saved."

……

Ji Yu: "His Highness has disappeared again, saying we should wait a little longer."

Wait a little longer?

The hall fell silent immediately.

The death fog, which kills anyone who touches it, has completely surrounded the imperial city.

How can we wait any longer?

"Sixth Prince, quickly send a message to Prince Yi: put everything else aside for now!"

"Yes, even if Zhu Anshi didn't kill him, he should still come back to save the emperor!"

"The situation in the capital is extremely urgent; he must return immediately!"

……

The ministers chattered amongst themselves, urging the Sixth Prince to send another message to Zhou Yi.

Just now.

A faint energy fluctuation, almost imperceptible, flashed by in the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

The second prince and the sixth prince both felt something at the same time.

The Emperor's expression changed, and he said, "All of you, please rest for now."

After saying that, he vanished from the spot.

The ministers were taken aback.

The fact that the Empress was in such a hurry to leave must mean something big is about to happen.

The sixth prince said softly, "I will go outside the city to check the fog situation."

Before the words were even finished, the figure had already vanished in a flash.

……

In the imperial study room.

The Empress pushed aside the bookshelf and entered the underground chamber.

……

Inside the sealed room, the candlelight flickered.

A tall, strong figure, shrouded in a white robe, with a white skull mask on his face.

Before him stood eight warriors dressed in white robes.

A deep, rough male voice came from within the mask:

"The strength of the Imperial Grandson far exceeds our expectations. He has mobilized all his forces to besiege the Imperial City."

"This time, we can only win, we cannot afford to lose!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!" The eight white-robed warriors bowed in unison to accept the order.

"Get ready to go," the masked man said, waving his hand.

A white-robed martial artist hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Your Majesty, isn't launching a full-scale attack too risky? What if..."

The other white-robed warriors who were leaving also stopped in their tracks.

"Humph, what do you know?"

The masked man's voice betrayed his displeasure, "We'll have more help!"

"Yes, Your subordinate is foolish!"

The white-robed warrior responded and turned to leave.

……

Another secret room.

A slender figure, shrouded in a black robe, with a black mask on her face.

Only its two exposed eyes burned with red flames.

Below her stood six warriors, shrouded in black robes, standing respectfully with their hands at their sides.

Flame's eyes lit up, and a woman's voice came from behind the black mask:

"Fellow clansmen, the time we have been waiting for for many years has finally come. It is time to overthrow the Zhou clan!"

The black-clad warriors raised their arms and shouted in unison:

"Overthrow the Great Qian Dynasty and capture the Martial Emperor alive!"

"Overthrow the Great Qian Dynasty and capture the Martial Emperor alive!"

The masked woman pressed her hands together, and the room immediately fell silent.

She continued:

"There is a variable compared to our previous plan."

"Holy Maiden, what's wrong?"

"The strength of the Imperial Grandson has exceeded our previous expectations."

"Well, we..."

"Proceed as planned, except that all the original reserve forces will also be committed to the battle!"

"Holy Maiden, this..."

"Huh? My words don't carry any weight anymore?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare, your subordinate will go right away!"

……