The clear sky suddenly darkened.

A fierce wind howled, and streaks of lightning drew intricate, leaf-vein-like bright lines in the dark clouds.

This space was locked under a thick cloud.

Qu Jian'er stood in the center of the formation, completing a series of preludes to activating it.

actually.

She also had her own selfish reasons for activating the time-travel array.

She also wanted to go back and see Qingchen.

The person she "abandoned".

She's just too stupid.

They thought he was a descendant of the old abbot.

No one will care about her anymore.

In the end, she still let someone down.

If I could go back.

She wanted to apologize in person and tell Qingchen that she would wait for him in the future.

The formation was about to be activated.

Red Rose's eyes flickered slightly, and she stepped back, saying, "I can't get in. Be careful."

In a place where Qu Jian'er cannot see.

She clenched her fist.

She concealed a thorny mark that flashed in her fist; it was a mark left by Apocalypse on her body.

It is the mark that Apocalypse is searching for in search of her.

so.

She cannot go back with Qu Jian'er.

That would attract the attention of Apocalypse.

All of this will be in vain.

Upon hearing this...

Qu Jian'er nodded, pursing her lips without saying a word.

She had never used this forbidden technique before, so she never thought anyone would accompany her on this adventure.

She didn't dare tell Zuo Chen either.

She was afraid the other party wouldn't agree.

Qu Jian'er didn't want to be at a disadvantage.

The Rewind Formation could give her a chance to turn the tide.

At least it will let her know the details of Apocalypse, so that we can truly know ourselves and our enemy.

Even knowing there would be a price to pay, she was willing to take a gamble, hoping that Heaven would not allow her to temporarily lose her mystical arts.

Just then.

The formation suddenly lit up.

After the dark clouds and lightning dissipated.

The formation was completely empty.

***

at the same time.

Zuo Chen, far away in the empire, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

As if sensing something, he looked towards the Federation, his eyes filled with tenderness, the surrounding bloodshed doing nothing to diminish the gentleness in his gaze.

Zuo Chen today.

He was wearing an extremely formal lead-gray suit.

His captivating, jewel-like eyes flickered, and it took him a long time to look away.

The occasional flashes of light above his head shone on Zuo Chen's sharp aura, making him appear like an unparalleled god.

Qi Yin, who was standing to the side, hadn't spoken yet.

Zuo Chen killed the royal family member who wanted to surrender with a single shot. With a stern face, he came to the old king.

The old king sat on his throne, his face full of emotion: "Zuo Chen, you've kept this a secret for a long time."

He knew that Zuo Chen was no ordinary person.

But he never imagined that one day the other party would directly break into the palace and confront him and his entourage on the throne.

The old king suddenly stood up and said defiantly, "Even if you are very capable, so what? You probably don't know that the empire has survived to this day entirely thanks to the Holy Sword."

The Holy Sword is his trump card.

The reason the Ou family is where it is today, and how they were able to plunder Zuo Chen's fortune and destiny, is all thanks to the Holy Sword.

so.

As long as the Holy Sword remains.

He wouldn't be considered a loser.

So what if Zuo Chen manages to storm the palace?

As long as the Holy Sword exists, it will not allow the Ou family to fall, nor will it allow the empire to change hands.

The old king had just finished speaking.

Then we discovered it.

Zuo Chen found a chair in front of the old king and sat down, crossing his long legs and not sparing the other man any attention.

His long, slender fingers loosened the tie.

He simply leaned back comfortably in his seat.

He, who originally exuded nobility, suddenly became more languid.

A dark glint flashed in Zuo Chen's eyes: "The Holy Sword?"

The old king proclaimed loudly, "As long as the Holy Sword remains, the Empire endures!"

He spoke with pride and praise.

Obviously.

The Holy Sword granted

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Chapter 417 The Old King Invited the Wolf into the House, Free Reading After the Apocalypse:

He has a lot of confidence.

But.

When the messengers of the Holy Sword appeared in unison, not one of them pointed their weapons at Zuo Chen.

The old king panicked: "The Zuo family is plotting a rebellion, attempting to overthrow the empire! Why haven't you seized them yet?!"

The envoys of the Holy Sword glanced at Zuo Chen, and to the old king's astonishment, they all knelt down before him.

God knows.

Compared to the old king.

How deeply immersed they were in the world of the Holy Sword!

When they learned that Zuo Chen was the High Priest, their shock was no less than that of the old king.

The people of the Holy Sword remained on edge, their nerves constantly on edge, gripped by a surge of fear.

The moment they saw Zuo Chen's face...

I was reminded of the fear of being dominated by him.

When a person's abilities are so great that they can control everything.

Overthrowing a country is not necessarily a bad thing.

The old king hesitated, then asked, "What are you doing? Could he be the high priest who makes you kneel in worship...?"

now.

The old king's mind worked very quickly.

He let the wolf into the house.

He personally invited Zuo Chen and his wife to join the Holy Sword, but isn't the person in front of him holding the weapon of destiny?

Shouldn't we be protecting the empire?

Zuo Chen pressed his fist to his head without offering any explanation.

He simply extended his free hand, and a pitch-black, gleaming knife appeared in his grasp.

The old king slumped onto his throne: "You are the master of the destiny weapon; you must uphold the empire, you must protect the empire!"

He shouted defiantly.

Clearly, they didn't understand why the master of the artifact was going against the empire; the Holy Sword wasn't like this before.

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