I, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, am invincible in the world / Even my beautiful master is invincible.

Inside the palace lies the entrance to the Phoenix Feather Secret Realm.

"Lin Xiao, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Before entering the secret realm, Xing Cang turned back to look at Lin Xiao and sneered, "Except for Princess Chi Ling, the remaining 130 princes and princesses all have good relations with the Southern Heaven Alliance."

"Therefore, we have a total of 1300 men this time!"

"And you seem to number only a mere hundred?"

Princess Chiling's expression changed slightly.

The hundred or so martial kings she had invited behind her were all filled with fear and unease.

“Um…Princess, thank you for your great kindness, but please forgive me for not being able to help with this matter.”

"Please forgive me, Your Highness, I shall take my leave!"

“Princess, it’s not that I’m unwilling, but it’s simply impossible.”

"My abilities are limited, but thank you for your kind words, Princess!"

The group of martial kings left after uttering a single sentence.

100 people versus 1300 people.

The opposing side also includes three incredibly powerful prodigies.

This completely robbed those martial kings of their courage to fight.

The gap is too big.

Moreover, they were even more worried that Xing Zang and his gang would settle scores with them later.

One by one, no one dared to support Princess Chiling anymore, who had almost completely lost all hope of seizing the throne.

"you……"

Princess Chiling watched the Martial Kings leave quickly, feeling both angry and anxious.

"Lingyin, my words still stand. As long as you are willing to marry me, I will guarantee your ascension to the throne."

Xing Zang spoke again.

He clearly deliberately delayed bringing this up until now, not giving Princess Chiling time to respond and pushing her into a corner.

In this way, Princess Chiling had no choice.

Ye Baifeng said, "Princess Chiling, do you really think that Lin Xiao alone can reverse the situation?"

At this moment, only Lin Xiao and Liu Qingfeng remained by Princess Chiling's side.

Three lonely people had to face 1300 enemy troops!

Princess Chiling took a deep breath and said, "I believe in the Holy Son!"

"Row!"

Xing Cang didn't say much, just said, "After we enter the secret realm, once I've trampled him under my feet, you'll know who you should trust."

After saying that, he walked towards the entrance of the secret realm and quickly disappeared.

Ye Baifeng, Xiao Qingtian, and a large number of people also entered the secret realm.

Soon, only Lin Xiao, Princess Chiling, and Liu Qingfeng remained in the palace.

And a group of powerful courtiers watching them.

Lin Xiao, on the other hand, remained calm and composed as he headed towards the secret realm.

But his hand was grabbed by Princess Chiling.

"Holy Son, perhaps... perhaps we should just let it go!"

Princess Chiling spoke with difficulty.

Although she was reluctant to accept that the Southern Alliance had taken control of the Azure Feather Dynasty, she also knew that she had little hope left.

Moreover, she didn't want Lin Xiao to venture into the secret realm and be humiliated by Xing Zang and the others.

Why should we just let it go?

Lin Xiao shook his head, seized the opportunity to grab Princess Chiling's hand, and pulled her toward the entrance of the secret realm.

"But……"

"Lingyin! The man you choose to trust will not let you down!" Lin Xiao said calmly.

"..."

Princess Chiling blushed.

Lin Xiao's words were too ambiguous; it sounded as if he was already her man.

However, Princess Chiling did not resist, feeling a sweet sensation in her heart, and let Lin Xiao hold her jade hand.

"Senior brother, I... I also believe in you!"

Liu Qingfeng stretched out his hand as he called out.

“Qingfeng! You’ve grown up now, you need to learn to walk on your own!” Lin Xiao replied.

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Chapter 197 The Soft-Headed Flying Serpent Monsters

A group of powerful figures from the Azure Feather Dynasty stood inside the palace.

They were all very famous people.

For example, the eighteen Martial Emperors led by General Tian Ce.

For example, Zheng Houde, a veteran of three dynasties, and Qian Wenshu, a minister, were both powerful cultivators at the Dao Integration Realm.

"Pity!"

Zheng Houde, whose hair and beard were completely white, sighed softly.

"Yes!"

"Given the current situation, Princess Chiling is probably out of the running for the throne."

Minister Qian Wenshu sighed deeply.

General Tian Ce and the others also sighed silently.

Most of them secretly hoped that Princess Chiling would become the heir to the throne.

However, the Southern Alliance was far too well-prepared this time, having secretly persuaded all the princes and princesses, giving them a significant advantage.

"Do you think the Holy Son of Yaoguang will create another miracle?"

Someone suddenly asked.

"Yao Guang's talent is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is still too low."

"Judging from his aura just now, he is only at the second level of the Martial King Realm."

"How could he possibly be a match for Xing Zang, Ye Baifeng, Xiao Qingtian, and the others?"

Qian Wenshu shook his head.

Whether it's comparing top-tier combat strength or sheer numbers, the gap is enormous.

The two are almost incomparable.

"In that case, the Holy Son Yaoguang's entry into the Phoenix Feather Secret Realm was nothing more than a futile attempt!"

The group of powerful figures all shook their heads.

No one believed that Lin Xiao could lead Princess Chiling to a successful comeback.

……

Imperial City.

Yuhai Mountain Villa.

He Tianhong, Wuma Zhi, Master Ziyun, and others gathered together.

They have already quietly arrived in the capital.

"Heh heh! Three against 1300? I'd like to see how much Lin Xiao can still cause trouble!"

He Tianhong sneered.

They have received the message.

"It's time to curb the arrogance of the Holy Son Yaoguang."

"This time, we must make the Holy Son Yaoguang look utterly humiliated and miserable!"

"He's too green to fight against our Southern Heaven Alliance."

Master Ziyun, Wuma Zhi, and the others also burst into laughter.

Having lost face at the Yaoguang Holy Land not long ago, they intend to make up for it with interest this time.

Royal assessments are extremely important.

If the Southern Heaven Alliance wins, they can take control of the Azure Feather Dynasty by supporting a puppet regime.

Then He Tianhong and the others wouldn't need to do anything more.

This is the best outcome for them.

"By the way, where is the Thunder Lord?"

He Tianhong asked.

"Lady Liu, the wife of Lord Lei, also came to the capital. It is said that she took him sightseeing in the capital."

Master Ziyun said.

"Sect Leader He, you must not try to take advantage of Lady Lei again."

Wu Mazhi reminded him.