Xiao Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes swept over the imperial guards behind him who were on high alert.

These soldiers, who were supposed to be loyal to the emperor, now surrounded the Yangxin Palace under his orders.

Zhao Qiwen looked up at the Yangxin Palace, a sneer appearing at the corner of his lips.

"Pass the order down. Your Majesty is being held hostage by the evil concubine Su and Zhao Lingzhen. The eldest prince has come to rescue you by the Queen's order!"

Following Xiao Yan's order, the formation of the imperial guards suddenly changed.

The elite troops originally defending the palace gate quickly gathered towards the Yangxin Palace, and the sound of armor colliding resounded through the night sky like thunder.

Zhao Lingyin was wearing silver armor and holding a long sword that was completely red. He walked in front with big strides.

"Your Highness, the Yangxin Palace has been taken over by us." Xiao Yan reported with a fist clasped, "But..."

"Just what?" Zhao Lingyin frowned.

Xiao Yan lowered his voice and said, "Just now, the spies reported that His Majesty seems to have woken up."

Zhao Lingyin's pupils suddenly contracted, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand trembled slightly.

He subconsciously looked at Zhao Qiwen, but saw that the other party looked normal and just nodded slightly.

Zhao Lingyin took a deep breath.

"Even if the emperor wakes up, he will be unconscious. Today's matter is on the verge of being launched!"

At this moment, the vermilion lacquer door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation slowly opened.

A cold aura surged out from the hall, and everyone involuntarily took a step back.

A bright yellow figure slowly walked out, and the golden thread on the dragon robe sparkled in the firelight.

Zhao Wuji's face was as pale as paper, and his eye sockets were sunken, but his eyes were so sharp that people dared not look directly at them.

"I'm not dead yet." The emperor's voice was hoarse but majestic. "What are you going to do?"

Instantly, the entire place fell silent. The Imperial Guards looked at each other, their weapons unconsciously dropping.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Xiao Yan's forehead, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Zhao Lingyin's Adam's apple rolled, and he almost couldn't hold the Chixiao Sword in his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Qiwen raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, which calmed him down.

Zhao Lingyin felt more confident. He suddenly turned his head to look at Li Lingge and Su Qinghuang, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Father! This evil concubine is trying to murder you, and I, your son, have come to your rescue!"

Zhao Wuji sneered and swept his eyes over everyone like a knife.

"Is it she who wants to harm me, or is it you who wants to harm me?"

Seeing that the situation was beyond imagination, Zhao Qiwen had to stand up.

He suddenly took a step forward and spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty has been bewitched by the evil concubine and is unconscious. All the generals, follow me to protect you!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped Su Qinghuang with his palm. The wind from his palm was as sharp as a knife, and it actually drew a visible ripple in the air.

Su Qinghuang waved his sleeves, and a light purple light curtain appeared out of thin air.

Bang!

The two forces collided, and the air waves knocked several surrounding imperial guards to the ground.

"Xuan Yin Divine Power?" Zhao Qiwen was surprised. "How do you know this technique?"

Zhao Wuji suddenly burst into laughter, with a hint of madness in his laughter, which echoed in the silent imperial city, making people feel creepy.

"Good! Very good! It seems that you really don't take me seriously!"

His eyes were as cold as a knife as he stared at Zhao Qiwen.

How dare you attack Su Qinghuang directly in front of him?

At this moment, the last trace of hesitation in his heart was completely dispelled. His younger brother was determined to rebel!

"I have treated you well, yet you dare to collude with the rebellious son and attempt to kill the king and usurp the throne?!"

Zhao Qiwen's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered.

"Your Majesty has been bewitched by the evil concubine and is insane. I am merely resetting the order!"

"Set things right?"

Zhao Wuji laughed in anger, suddenly raised his hand, and a dazzling golden light shot out from his sleeve and rushed straight into the sky!

boom--

In an instant, the entire imperial city shook violently, and blazing golden light burst out from the cracks in the blue bricks on the ground. Intricate array patterns spread out like living things, covering the entire square!

"Imperial City Formation?!"

Zhao Lingyin's face suddenly changed and he took several steps back in horror.

However, it was too late!

Crash——

Countless golden chains emerged from the ground and wrapped around every rebel like a snake.

These chains are not physical entities, but are condensed from pure imperial dragon energy. The more you struggle, the tighter the restraints will become!

ah!

A rebel general was about to swing his sword to cut the chains, but he found that the divine power in his body was like a drop in the ocean and could not be mobilized at all.

He looked at his arm in horror, only to see that the golden chain had cut deeply into his flesh. Blood was dripping down the chain, but was strangely swallowed up.

"This chain is consuming our divine power?!"

Zhao Qiwen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly mobilized all his strength to try to break the chains.

However, the more he resisted, the tighter the chains became, and they even began to drain his bloodline power.

“Uhh—”

He fell to his knees in pain, veins bulging on his forehead and his eyes full of disbelief.

"Impossible! How could this formation even suppress me?!"

Zhao Wuji looked down at him coldly, his voice as cold as ice.

"Do you think I don't know that you've been secretly cultivating power over the years? Do you think I'm defenseless?"

He slowly raised his hand and clenched his five fingers!

"Lock!"

The great formation erupted completely, and nine golden dragon phantoms rose into the sky from all parts of the palace, circling above the sky and making deafening dragon roars.

All the rebel soldiers were struck by lightning, their bodies stiffened and they couldn't move even a finger.

Their shadows were stretched and intertwined with the array patterns on the ground, as if they were nailed to the spot.

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