Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

Tianjing, the Eastern Palace.

This palace, which symbolizes the position of the Crown Prince of the Great Yin Dynasty, has been deserted for far too long.

When he first lived here, Crown Prince Yin Chengye was just a spirited young man.

At that time, he felt that his father was a man of great talent and ambition, and that he only needed to focus on assisting the emperor and wait for decades or even centuries until he would inherit the throne.

But this wait lasted for more than five hundred years.

The palace servants who served him back then have been replaced time and time again, and countless officials of the Eastern Palace have died.

Even his own descendants are getting old.

He alone remained seated in the crown prince's position.

His father, however, not only showed no intention of abdicating, but instead poured all the world's fortune into building the Nine Heavens Palace, hoping to live another life.

There were already some people in the court secretly making jokes...

How could there be a crown prince who reigns for more than five hundred years?

However, no one has ever dared to say this to Yin Chengye.

Today, the long-silent Eastern Palace welcomed a special guest.

Imperial Advisor, Sikong Xuan!

The palace gates were tightly closed, and an array separated the inside from the outside.

Inside the vast hall, only two people sat facing each other.

"The blue sky in the north has been established, and the yellow sky in the south has also occupied three states."

Of the thirteen provinces under heaven, only seven remain.

Sikong Xuan looked at the Crown Prince before him, his voice low and somber.

"But His Majesty still refuses to stop the Nine Heavens Palace, and is even doubling down the extraction of Heavenly Fortune."

"If we wait any longer, it won't just be the Great Yin Dynasty that will perish."

"The Taicang Immortal Sect, which is connected to the destiny of the Great Yin Dynasty, will also be dragged into the abyss."

Yin Chengye sat in the main seat, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

His hands clenched and unclenched again and again.

"The Imperial Advisor."

"Perhaps Father is just temporarily deluded."

"Now that the three heavens stand side by side, if he realizes the gravity of the situation, he might halt the Nine Heavens Palace..."

In the end, even Yin Chengye's own voice lowered.

Because he knew it was impossible.

In his quest to prolong his life, Emperor Yin has gone mad.

The loss of three states in the north, the rise of the Yellow Emperor in the south, and the unrest among the people are all less important than a single brick in the Nine Heavens Palace.

Sikong Xuan did not try to persuade him, but simply looked up at the outside of the hall.

Through the surging sea of ​​clouds above the Eastern Palace, he seemed to see three completely different skies under heaven.

The north is a deep green, while the south is a hazy yellow.

The Azure Sky, which occupies the seven central states, is still the largest, but its interior is already riddled with cracks.

The nation's fortunes are waning, the people's hearts are wavering, yet the emperor continues to drain the power of heaven at any cost.

Could it be that the fate of the Great Yin Dynasty has truly run its course?

If the Great Yin falls, where will the Taicang Immortal Sect, which has supported it for tens of thousands of years, go?

A hint of weariness flashed in Sikong Xuan's eyes.

The next moment, he took out an ancient-looking longsword from his sleeve and placed it between the two of them.

There are only two ancient characters on the scabbard.

Chengtian!

"This sword was jointly forged by the Taicang Immortal Sect and the founding emperor of the Dayin Dynasty."

"The emperor can be summoned, and the crown prince can be appointed."

"It cuts not only flesh and blood, but also the pact between the emperor and the heavens."

Sikong Xuan slowly stood up.

"Your Highness, the three battalions of the Imperial Guards, the Imperial Clan Court, and the Cangtian Palace have all sent people to meet us."

"Your ministers are also waiting for your decision."

"We can't afford to be indecisive any longer!"

Yin Chengye stared intently at the Chengtian Sword.

After a long while, he finally reached out his trembling hand and grasped the sword.

"it is good."

That single word seemed to have exhausted all the courage he had accumulated over five hundred years.

That night, Tianjing was sleepless.

The gates of the East Palace swung open with a roar.

Squads of armored imperial guards marched through the long street, and the nine gates of the imperial city changed hands one after another.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, the cultivators responsible for maintaining the national destiny array all closed their eyes, turning a deaf ear to the fighting outside.

Occasionally, a powerful figure loyal to Emperor Yin would appear, but he would quickly be dragged into the void by the people of the Taicang Immortal Sect.

Blood stained the palace walls.

But the real war never happened.

Because everyone knows that if the Great Yin Dynasty doesn't change its emperor, it will really be dragged down by the Nine Heavens Palace.

In less than half an hour, the entire imperial city fell under the control of the Eastern Palace.

Yin Chengye did not bring anyone with him.

He carried the Chengtian Sword and walked alone into the Nine Heavens Palace.

This palace, which has exhausted the strength and fortune of countless people, has now completed its first three sections, but the fourth section is still only half-built.

Countless forces of heaven were drawn in, transforming into a long, blue river that continuously flowed into the deepest part of the palace.

Yin Chengye continued on his journey.

There were no guards or anyone stopping them along the way.

Until he pushed open the deepest door, he finally saw his father, the emperor.

Emperor Yin sat cross-legged in the center of a massive longevity formation, his aged body pierced by countless cyan chains, connecting him to the entire Nine Heavens Palace.

He already knew what was happening outside.

But he was neither alarmed nor angry.

He simply opened his cloudy eyes and glanced at the long sword in Yin Chengye's hand.

"Sikong Xuan even gave you the Chengtian Sword."

"It seems that even the Tai Cang Immortal Sect can't wait any longer."

Yin Chengye gripped the sword hilt, his fingers turning slightly red as he exerted force.

"Father, the outside world is now completely under my control."

"The Blue Sky and Yellow Sky each occupy three states, and the Great Yin Dynasty is in imminent danger."

"Please, Father Emperor, cease the Nine Heavens Palace and pass the throne to your son."

Even at this point, he was still saying "please".

Emperor Yin looked at him, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

"You come before me bearing the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and you're still begging me to abdicate the throne?"

"If you had taken action immediately upon entering, I might have thought more highly of you."

He shook his head, as if looking at a hopeless fool.

"How could I, a man of great power and influence, have given birth to such an indecisive and useless person as you?"

"You think Sikong Xuan promoted you because he thought highly of you?"

"He just needs a puppet who's more obedient than me!"

Yin Chengye's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He originally thought that when he actually stood before his father, his father would at least be surprised, angry, or afraid.

Even just softening your tone and calling him Chengye would be fine.

But there was nothing there.

It's still that same look in his eyes.

For over five hundred years, no matter what he did, he always received this kind of look!

He quelled a rebellion in one area, but his father said he had only taken credit for the work of his ministers.

He proposed to rectify official corruption, but his father, the emperor, didn't even finish reading the memorial before telling him to get out of the hall.

He carefully served as the crown prince for over five hundred years, only to be called a useless piece of trash in return!

Yin Chengye's breathing became increasingly rapid.

"More than five hundred years..."

"I have been the crown prince for over five hundred years!"

"How can there be a crown prince who has reigned for over five hundred years?!"

He suddenly drew the Chengtian Sword, his eyes bloodshot.

"You've always looked down on me!"

"Since that's the case, then you might as well die!"

puff

The ancient sword blade pierced Emperor Yin's chest.

Emperor Yin did not dodge.

Or rather, his decaying body, which was completely connected to the Nine Heavens Palace, could not be moved easily.

He glanced down at the sword piercing his chest, then looked up again, his contempt undiminished.

"idiot."

"You don't even know what you've severed..."

A blinding blue light suddenly burst forth from the Chengtian Sword!

The countless chains connecting Emperor Yin to the heavens snapped simultaneously.

click

A sound as if heaven and earth were shattering instantly resounded throughout the thirteen provinces!

The blue sky in the north trembled, while the yellow sky in the south surged.

The old heavens that still covered the seven central states seemed to have suddenly lost their most important support. The vast and boundless power of the heavens went completely out of control and madly collapsed towards Tianjing!

But at this point, Yin Chengye was no longer listening to anything.

"You dare to insult me?"

puff!

He drew his longsword and stabbed down again.

"What gives you the right to look down on me!"

puff!

"I am the Crown Prince!"

"I am the rightful heir of the Great Yin Dynasty!"

One sword strike after another.

Blood splattered all over Yin Chengye's face and robes, and also stained the unfinished longevity formation beneath his feet.

It wasn't until Emperor Yin collapsed completely in a pool of blood, no longer breathing, that Yin Chengye seemed to suddenly awaken.

Clang

The Heavenly Sword fell from his hand and landed on the ground.

He looked at his blood-soaked hands, staggered back two steps, and then collapsed onto the cold palace bricks.

"It's all your fault..."

"You forced me to do this!"

"Who gave you the right to look down on me?"

His voice trembled at first, but then gradually turned into laughter.

"Father, did you see that?"

"I won."

"From this day forward, I am the emperor!"

"I am the ruler of the world!"

"Whether the heavens are fair or the earth is cruel, I will personally pacify them!"

"The Great Yin Dynasty will rise again in my hands!"

Yin Chengye sat beside his father's pool of blood, his laughter growing louder and louder, his expression becoming increasingly manic.

"I'll prove it to you."

"I'm better than you!"