His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

It's him!

That devil is back!

At the entrance, a tall figure walked slowly into the main hall against the backdrop of the breaking dawn.

He wore a black robe, casual and languid, the hem of which fluttered silently with his footsteps.

He slowly walked past the kneeling ministers, all the way to the most supreme person.

"I heard."

Feng Xingyu walked to the imperial desk, sat down on it, and tilted his head slightly, revealing an exquisitely beautiful yet otherworldly face with a hint of feminine charm between his brows: "You want to see me?"

His lips curled into a wicked, arrogant smile that sent chills down one's spine.

A pair of crimson eyes gleamed with a chilling light, a flash of intense hatred crossing their faces: "To see me, you'd go so far as to dig up my mother's grave?"

Feng Mingyuan took a step back in alarm.

Meeting those red eyes, he was shocked to realize that the person before him was no longer the down-and-out seventh prince he had been nine years ago, someone who could be manipulated and bullied at will.

He never underestimated him. During the eight years he was exiled to the frontier, he was constantly restrained, suppressed, and assassinated. Unexpectedly, he still managed to grow into a towering tree that was difficult to uproot!

"Back when you were in the Cold Palace, I should have killed you."

"Oh?"

Feng Xingyu glanced at him sideways, his voice like it came from the coldest part of the ocean, low and filled with hatred: "Shouldn't they have been strangled the moment they were born?"

"you……"

"My beloved father, given the wrong choice you made back then, you must now bear the consequences. Do you like the generous gift I recently gave you?"

"You wretched child!"

Feng Mingyuan raised his hand to slap Feng Xingyu's face, but Feng Xingyu grabbed his wrist and pushed him back. Feng Mingyuan staggered and took several steps back before he could barely keep his balance and avoid falling.

The ministers kneeling below, witnessing this scene, wished they could just die on the spot.

What about the Imperial Guards?

Where is Eunuch Qing?

Why aren't they here yet? Help!

"You wretched child!"

Feng Mingyuan trembled with rage, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at him: "What exactly do you want to do now that you've come back?"

"What do I want to do?"

In the main hall, Feng Xingyu's low laughter rang out.

It is filled with sorrow and irony.

But gradually, it changed, turning into a crazed, sinister, and extremely dangerous man: "Isn't it already very obvious what I want to do?"

As he spoke, Feng Xingyu suddenly leaned closer, his crimson eyes instantly magnifying before him: "Of course... I'll kill your ministers, your women, your sons, destroy your empire, and repay you tenfold, a hundredfold, for the pain you inflicted on me and my mother!"

"..."

Blood-red eyes, so close yet so far.

Feng Mingyuan pointed at him, his fingers trembling, and after a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out two words from deep in his throat: "You dare!"

"I'm already doing it, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"You wretched creature, you beast!"

Feng Xingyu chuckled: "This is called 'if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too.' Your heartlessness and my ruthlessness just prove that we are father and son."

"You...cough cough..."

Feng Mingyuan was so angry that he couldn't utter a word and started coughing violently.

"Someone come here... cough cough... someone come here..."

He shouted loudly towards the outside of the hall, but there was complete silence outside.

What's even more infuriating is that the ministers kneeling on the ground were all like dead people; not one of them dared to stand up and say a single word to help him fight against this monster.

Just like back then, when those people forced him to deal with Wang Shu and her son, they remained silent, only thinking about protecting themselves and daring not to express a single opinion.

"Someone come here!"

Seeing that no one had come in and Qingzhu hadn't returned, Feng Mingyuan vaguely guessed what was going on, but still stubbornly shouted at His Highness, "Qingzhong!"

"Stop shouting."

Feng Xingyu sat there, one leg arrogantly straddling the desk, his whole body exuding an evil aura.

At this moment, evil can be said to have spread from within to without.

A pair of deep eyes stared intently at Feng Mingyuan, a cold, sharp light emanating from them: "They've all been invited for tea by your daughter-in-law!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Mingyuan's body convulsed violently, whether from anger or fear, his face twitching slightly.

He reached out, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Feng Xingyu, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.

A moment later, his eyes rolled back and he fainted, collapsing heavily to the ground.

Feng Xingyu watched coldly, a mocking smile curving his lips.

"Wasn't everything I did forced upon me by you?"

"You should have realized this sooner, how could you still be so angry?"

He asked in a low voice, the satisfaction in his eyes speaking volumes.

The people inside the hall trembled with fear, not daring to utter a sound.

At this moment, the commander of the Imperial Guards finally returned.

"Your Majesty, the portrait is ready!"

He rushed into the main hall, and when he saw the person inside, the portrait in his hand immediately slipped to the ground.

"His Majesty!"

Just as the commander of the Imperial Guards was about to rush over, the entire hall suddenly trembled, and a huge rumbling sound came from outside the hall.

Everyone looked terrified, but Feng Xingyu ignored them and quickly ran outside.

……

at the same time.

Eunuch Qing left the main hall to convey Feng Mingyuan's decree.

He walked a long way but couldn't find the eunuch on duty, and then he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the palace.

lifeless.

Where have the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Bodyguards gone?

Eunuch Qing paused in his steps.

He stood there, with his eyes closed.

The perception of a grandmaster-level expert spread out instantly, like invisible ripples, expanding outwards in concentric circles.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, his face darkening.

Throughout the palace, the positions where the Imperial Guards were on duty were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

The Imperial Guards weren't in much better shape. The elite soldiers who were usually sharp-eyed and alert were now all slumped in the trees or lying on the veranda, sleeping like logs.

Even the palace servants and eunuchs who were serving were lying weakly everywhere. Now, everyone in the palace, except for the guards at the palace gates, has been infected!

To be able to silently take down so many people in the palace...

Eunuch Qing's pupils contracted slightly.

Oh no, something must have happened to His Majesty too!

Without further thought, he turned and sped towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"Where are you going?"

A lazy voice came from ahead.

Eunuch Qing looked up.

About three zhang away, a young woman leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, seemingly waiting for him there.

The morning light shone on her face, her eyebrows and eyes curved, and she smiled innocently.

Eunuch Qing recognized her at a glance.

It is Mo Sangyu.

When did she arrive?

After searching for so long without finding it, it suddenly appeared now. It seems they came prepared.

His Majesty's affairs were of utmost importance, so Eunuch Qing ignored her and continued walking towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

However, Mo Sangyu walked over slowly and blocked his way.

"Get out of the way."

Eunuch Qing threatened coldly, "Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

"OK."

Seeing that Mo Sangyu stood still and did not take his threat seriously at all, his eyes flashed with anger and his true energy suddenly exploded.

The shockwave swept through the corridor like a raging torrent, cracking the floor tiles inch by inch and causing the glazed tiles to fall in a flurry.

"court death!"

He slapped his palm horizontally, his Grandmaster-level true energy condensing into a golden blade. The sound of it tearing through the air was ear-piercing, and it went straight for Mo Sangyu's heart.

Mo Sangyu's expression was cold and ruthless; instead of retreating, he advanced.

A deep blue spiritual energy swirled like mist. With a light flick of the fingertips and a casual grasp in the air, the dragon relief on the pillars seemed to come alive.

The fragments of bluestone flew everywhere, but she used her spiritual power to condense them into a stone sword about ten feet long, which felt as light as a feather in her hand.

"clang!"

The stone sword collided with the golden blade of true energy, and the deafening roar made the entire palace tremble.

The air currents and spiritual energy clashed, blowing the top of the corridor off, breaking beams and pillars, and sending tiles and stones raining down.

A look of shock flashed across Eunuch Qing's eyes.

What kind of power is this?

It wasn't true qi, but a kind of ethereal power he had never seen before, capable of drawing upon all things in heaven and earth for his own use?!

A completely unfamiliar aura, vast and ancient.

"You are not Mo Sangyu!"

Eunuch Qing asked confidently, "Who are you?"

You figured that out?

A grandmaster, indeed extraordinary.

interesting.

A hint of excitement flashed in Mo Sangyu's eyes: "Come on, beat me again, and I'll tell you."

"You little brat, you don't know your place!"

Although Mo Sangyu's strength surprised him, Eunuch Qing was more confident in his own abilities and still didn't take her too seriously.

Mo Sangyu chuckled softly and flipped her wrist.

The surrounding blue bricks, wooden beams, bronze lamps, and stone lions were all drawn by spiritual power, transforming into a barrage of hidden weapons that rained down on Eunuch Qing.

With a roar, Eunuch Qing unleashed his inner energy, creating an indestructible golden shield that shattered any hard objects that struck it.

With a single step, deep cracks appeared in the ground, and he shot forward like an arrow, his fingers forming a claw, aimed straight at Mo Sangyu's throat: "No matter how many tricks you have, they're all useless!"

The power of true energy was so great that it distorted the very air.

Mo Sangyu neither dodged nor evaded, but his eyes narrowed and the pressure of his soul sense spread out.

A cold and domineering soul pressure pierced through Eunuch Qing's mind, causing a sudden pain in his head and momentarily slowing his movements.

It was in that very moment.

Mo Sangyu gathered his spiritual power in his right palm, which blazed with a deep blue light. Instead of conjuring a weapon, he struck Qing Gonggong directly in the chest.

"puff!"

Eunuch Qing felt a strange force pierce through his true energy defenses, shaking the depths of his soul.

The immense force sent him flying, crashing into the palace wall behind him like a kite with a broken string.

"BOOM!!!"

The heavy palace walls collapsed in response, sending blue bricks and stones flying everywhere, and billowing dust.

Mo Sangyu gave him no chance to catch his breath.

The azure spiritual energy surged endlessly in his palm, and his soul consciousness once again pressed down overwhelmingly, completely enveloping the area within several feet around Eunuch Qing.

The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated from the ruins. She lightly touched the broken stones with her toes and approached like a demon.

With a flick of his wrist, the flying bricks and broken wood were once again condensed by spiritual power into dozens of sharp stone blades, which, with a sharp whistling sound, pierced towards the center of the ruins.

The stone blade pierced the pile of rubble, sending dust billowing into the sky once more. The already dilapidated palace wall collapsed completely, along with the adjacent side hall, crashing down with a deafening roar.

Broken beams flew everywhere, bluestone shattered, and the entire palace ground trembled slightly.

Just as the stone blades were about to fall, Eunuch Qing used all his remaining true energy to defend himself. The golden energy wave barely managed to deflect half of the attack, but three stone blades still grazed his arms and waist, tearing his robes and leaving several deep, bone-revealing bloodstains.

He groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the rubble in front of him crimson.

What the hell is this thing? It's so powerful!

His eyes widened in anger, and he tried to get up again.

But Mo Sangyu's soul pressure was like a huge boulder, crushing his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to have a splitting headache, a tearing pain in his limbs and bones, and his normally free-flowing true energy to become chaotic and unable to condense.

Mo Sangyu's eyes were cold, and he showed no intention of stopping.

She mobilized all the spiritual power in her body, frantically gathering it in her palm.

The surrounding palace lanterns, stone lion statues, and scattered gilded bronze tiles were drawn into the air by spiritual power, transforming into an airtight cage that fiercely descended upon the location of Eunuch Qing.

"Clang... Boom!"

Copper, iron, stone, and wood rained down heavily, trapping Eunuch Qing firmly in the center.

The metal twisted and deformed, and the bluestone shattered inch by inch.

The smoke and dust were so thick that they couldn't be dispersed, and the gray fog obscured the morning light.

The nearby corridors, palace walls, and side halls were all reduced to ruins.

The ruins were piled up like mountains, and rubble covered the ground. Even the air was filled with dust and the smell of blood.

Mo Sangyu hovered in mid-air, its azure spiritual energy slowly receding.

Looking down at the silent, ruined cage, he could no longer sense any fluctuations of true energy.

This time, he should be pretty much dead.

Even if they didn't die, they must be at their last gasp.

Mo Sangyu slowly landed back on the ground, her skirt sweeping over the scorching rubble and dust, and walked step by step toward the ruins.

They were preparing to check on Eunuch Qing's fate.

Just as she was a few steps away from the ruins, a chilling, bone-chilling black pressure suddenly erupted from beneath them.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard and being too close, Mo Sangyu had no time to dodge.

A sinister black shockwave slammed into her, sending her flying in a pathetic arc before crashing heavily into a pile of broken walls in the distance.

A sudden surge of dust buried her completely.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Amidst the rubble, Eunuch Qing emerged, disheveled and covered in blood.

His clothes were tattered, but his aura was even more ferocious and eerie than before, and his eyes gleamed with a deathly gray light.

He chuckled sinisterly, about to step forward and deliver the final blow, killing the strange woman completely and eliminating any future trouble for himself.

A figure in black flew in from the direction of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

It is Feng Xingyu.

He had just rushed out of the main hall when he witnessed Mo Sangyu being violently blasted away by the black energy and buried in the ruins.

At that moment, Feng Xingyu felt as if his heart had been crushed by an invisible hand, his red eyes narrowed sharply, and blood almost overflowed from them.

"Ayu!"

He was so frightened he almost lost his mind. Imperial power, revenge, Feng Mingyuan—none of it mattered at that moment. All he wanted was Mo Sangyu!

Ignoring everything, Feng Xingyu rushed into the dust cloud at the fastest speed he had ever seen, charging towards the ruins like a madman.

"Ayu, you can't get hurt!"

He frantically shoveled through the broken bricks and tiles, his heart filled with regret and terror: "Ayu!"

He shouldn't have agreed.

I shouldn't have blindly obeyed her.

She shouldn't have been allowed to act alone...

Feng Xingyu was completely panicked, his mind went blank, but it seemed...

He forgot something very important.

Behind him, Eunuch Qing watched this scene intently, his feet moving quietly as he approached step by step.

Feng Xingyu, however, was only focused on digging through the ruins, seemingly oblivious to everything else.