Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 303 Turning one's hand to make clouds and rain
The group followed the old emperor, choosing secluded spots to travel. Whenever they encountered enemies, Jingcheng Leng and Tie Qingyi would handle the situation.

At this critical moment, the two acted ruthlessly, killing indiscriminately regardless of age or gender.

Han Bai's heart pounded wildly, and he was in a daze.

Xu Ruowu glanced at him and said calmly, "Xiao Bai, this is a war of life and death, and there is no room for sentimentality."

Han Bai, somewhat dazed, replied, "Yes, yes!"

After walking for a while, they arrived at a section of city wall. The Ghost King said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Your Majesty, we need to crawl through a dog hole to get in."

"Crawling through dog holes is nothing!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand dismissively. "Didn't we crawl through enough dog holes back in the day?"

As they were talking, Jing Cheng Leng had already found the small dog hole and beckoned everyone to come over.

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and was about to bend down and crawl through the dog hole.

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Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang's voice came.

He said with a smile, "Your Majesty, why go to such trouble? Let me help you." As he spoke, he waved his sleeve.

With a few swishes and flashes of blue light, the stone wall in front cracked open, and the stones, stirred by the sword energy, crashed forward.

Ren Shaoyang stopped and saw a hole about the height of a person in front of him.

Seeing this, everyone felt dazed, as if they were in a dream.

Zhu Yuanzhang exclaimed, "Ren Jianshen's swordsmanship is divine and awe-inspiring."

Everyone praised it, and then quickly passed through the cave entrance. After walking for a while, the Hall of Supreme Harmony came into view.

Here, the torches shone brightly, illuminating half the sky. In front, torches were like a forest, people were noisy, horses were neighing, swords and spears were like a forest, and armored soldiers were like a sea.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at it, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Is that all?" He shook his sleeves and strode straight toward the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"Your Majesty," Xu Ruowu said with some concern.

Zhu Yuanzhang paused, tilting his head slightly. "Brother Xu, my whole family died of illness and starvation back then. That's how I gradually made my way to Huangjue Temple and became a monk." He sighed and continued calmly, "Later, when the world descended into chaos, I left the temple and stepped into the vast, chaotic world. I've been gone for nearly fifty years!"

These words are extremely desolate, yet also remarkably heroic.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head, his voice low and firm: "The child is not behaving properly, let's go and tidy him up. How can we entrust our own family affairs to others?" After saying that, he laughed loudly and walked straight over.

At this moment, the Imperial Guards heard the noise, turned around and were startled to see the crowd.

With a whoosh, swords were drawn and bows were nocked. A general shouted, "Who goes there?"

"Lu Zhan, are you fucking blind?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's aged and stern face slowly emerged from the shadows, his old eyes gleaming. Although he did not possess superb martial arts skills, his aura at this moment was earth-shattering, filling the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The officer opposite was taken aback, watching as the old emperor slowly walked out of the shadows step by step.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the old emperor.

The imperial guards, now turned into wooden puppets and clay sculptures, were at a loss for what to do.

"What?" Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled. "Have you fallen silent since you've seen me?"

After a brief silence, Lu Zhan said tremblingly, "You, you..."

"Where is Lengyan?" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly shouted, "Summon him here!" He walked toward the Imperial Guards as he spoke.

All the soldiers were stunned. Suddenly, with a bang, the bowstring snapped and a cold arrow shot out from the crowd, heading straight for Zhu Yuanzhang's chest.

Han Bai swayed his body and, with a clang, cleaved the arrow in two with his sword.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the iron filings from the arrowhead in front of him, grinned, and sneered.

The imperial guards were in an uproar, turning to look at the man who had fired the arrow. He was clad in the iron armor of a military officer, holding a carved bow, and looked flustered.
brush!
Han Bai flicked his wrist, a flash of sword light appeared, and with a soft thud, the sword tip pierced the man's throat, blood gushed out, and he fell straight down.

This sword strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless. In the blink of an eye, it killed an armored soldier three zhang away. The skill of the sword was so high that even Zhu Yuanzhang was dazzled and shocked, and he kept glancing at this young man.

Xu Ruowu nodded slightly, clearly even more satisfied with Han Bai.

Whoosh whoosh!
Just then, more arrows flew out from the crowd.

The old emperor stood with his hands on his hips, looking disdainfully at the incoming arrow. The strong wind blew his white hair, but he kept his eyes open and acted as if nothing was wrong.

Jing Cheng Leng and Tie Qingyi, watching from the side, were both sweating with anxiety, but secretly admired him. Indeed, His Majesty was no ordinary man; he possessed a great spirit!
Just then, Hongxiu waved her hand and chanted incantations to the sky and the ground.

With a whoosh, a wooden throwing knife sliced ​​through the air and cleaved all the arrows in two.

The remaining three throwing knives shot towards the ground, disappeared into the earth, and traveled through it.

Then, a series of "thud, thud, thud" sounds rang out, followed by screams of agony. Several figures from the Imperial Guards were thrown out by the flying knives, blood spurting from their chests as they landed with a thud, clearly beyond saving.

"Are you all going to rebel?!"

At this moment, Xu Ruowu let out a fierce shout, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, which shook the entire Forbidden City.

The Imperial Guards, as if waking from a dream, had often seen the Ghost King's figure since enlisting and held him in deep awe. With a whoosh, the guards knelt and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty!"

At that moment, the world suddenly fell silent.

Ren Shaoyang looked around. Swords and spears gleamed, and everyone bowed in submission. Although everyone seemed obedient, danger lurked everywhere, and an invisible pressure, like a massive boulder, was pressing down on them.

Hongxiu whispered to him, "Crippled man, these people will die a terrible death in the future."

Ren Shaoyang nodded slightly: "A fence-sitter, he'll help whoever wins. If the Ghost King and we weren't here, Old Zhu would be in danger."

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, and a general rushed over. Upon seeing Zhu Yuanzhang, he was clearly startled and immediately knelt down, saying, "Your Majesty, are you well? The Prince of Jin said that you..."

"He said we were sick," Zhu Yuanzhang said with a slight smile. "Or are we dead?"

"He said His Majesty is unwell."

"Are you blind?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked calmly. The officer was sweating profusely and trembling like a leaf: "No, I'm not blind. Your Majesty's blessings are boundless!"

"Alright." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly and strode forward. "Then come with me."

As the old emperor walked, the kneeling imperial guards seemed to scatter as if cutting through waves, then followed him again.

The officer quickly followed and stayed close by.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked forward at a leisurely pace, not as if he were suppressing a rebellion, but more as if he were on an outing, chatting and laughing with the Ghost King as he went.

The imperial guards knelt down along the roadside, as if the wind were blowing through the grass.

Occasionally, a trusted confidant of the Prince of Jin would reveal himself, but needless to say, he would be stabbed to the ground by swords and spears.

Looking at the scene before him, Han Bai was astonished and surprised, as if he were in a dream.

No matter how hard the Prince of Jin and the Heavenly Mandate Sect worked, it was like a sandcastle being built against the sea, collapsing instantly the moment Zhu Yuanzhang appeared!

Originally intended to protect the inner palace, the Imperial Guards have now become a cage trapping him.

The Prince of Jin had indeed lured himself into a trap.

At this moment, Han Bai finally understood what power meant, what it meant to shake off the dust, and what it meant to control the rotation of the sun and moon with a flick of the wrist!
Thinking of the petty scheming of those martial arts figures he encountered at the Han residence, the relentless pursuit he faced, and his own jealousy and rivalry over Qin Mengyao, he felt a surge of emotion.

"Ha, compared to His Majesty's power, what is the martial world? What is love? Qin Mengyao, Reluctance, and Chi Zunxin are all insignificant. Even Ren..."

Thinking of this, Han Bai noticed that Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu seemed to glance at him, their gazes clear and calm.

It woke him up instantly!

"No, no!" Han Bai secretly patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. "Brother Shaoyang and Sister Hongxiu are different."

At this moment, the group arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

Suddenly a commotion was heard, and a chubby, white man with a mustache, looking panicked, rushed out of the main hall with his sword drawn.

When he saw the old emperor standing in front of the palace, with a dark mass of imperial guards behind him, his face turned ashen.

The Prince of Jin stopped and looked around. As far as he could see, the faces of the Imperial Guards came and went, staring at each other coldly.

When the Prince of Jin's gaze fell upon the old emperor, his eyes met Zhu Yuanzhang's, and he was instantly terrified. With a clang, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, his legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud.

As he knelt, countless low, heartbroken wails echoed through the hall.

These Jin Prince's cronies knew they were finished.

Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes and waved his hand.

"Here!"

The imperial guards stormed into the hall, passing by the old emperor who stood tall and imposing, and by the Prince of Jin who knelt with his head bowed.

Like a turbulent torrent, it roared towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and screams and pleas for mercy filled the air.

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a mocking and disdainful expression, "Third brother, are you just going to admit defeat like that?"

The King of Jin hung his head in dejection and remained silent.

"Your mother."

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious and was about to curse.

The next moment, the Prince of Jin suddenly looked up and stared straight at him.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately shut his mouth, gritted his teeth, looked at the Prince of Jin who had lowered his head again, and suddenly sighed: "If it were Biao'er tonight, we would definitely not be able to enter this Forbidden City."

The Prince of Jin glanced at him again, his lips trembling, and replied, "My elder brother died too young."

"Yes," Zhu Yuanzhang said, emphasizing each word. "Therefore, my empire, if I don't give it to you, you cannot take it!"

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Jin turned ashen-faced, collapsed to the ground, and trembled as he said, "I have nothing to say, I only beg for a swift death!"

"Tell me, who misled you?" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled faintly.

"Bai Fanghua." Prince Jin swallowed hard. "And, there's also Consort Chen."

Zhu Yuanzhang said disappointedly, "A few women and you're already captivated by their beauty?"

“My child, I have nothing to say.” The King of Jin covered his face with his sleeve and wept bitterly on the ground.

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang could turn his hand to make clouds and rain.

Apart from the little beggar, no one noticed that Ren Shaoyang had disappeared.

He moved through the imperial city like a ghost, with countless imperial guards, palace maids, and eunuchs running and shouting past him, yet no one noticed him.

After walking for a while, the bright moon slowly rose, and a grand hall emerged from the darkness.

Ren Shaoyang walked up a row of stone steps and entered the hall.

Outside the door, the night was dark and gloomy, while inside the hall, only a single candle flickered on and off.

A tall, ugly man sat on the steps, his dim yellow eyes looking at Ren Shaoyang with a smile.

He was surrounded by a table full of food and wine, the aroma of which was enticing.

The man raised a large golden bowl to drink wine and used ivory-white chopsticks to eat.

Flames soared into the sky outside the door, and shouts of battle filled the air.

Inside the palace hall, however, this man ate and drank as if he were at home, displaying extreme arrogance.

Ren Shaoyang raised his eyebrows: "Eat slowly, leave some for me!"
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P.S.: There are only a few chapters left to finish this dungeon. Next, I want to go to "Shenzhou Qixia" and go on a rampage. What do you think, godfathers?

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