Once his strength reached the expected level, Ning Yuancheng turned his gaze, filled with ambition and greed.

Without any attempt to conceal his gaze, he aimed directly at the void formation that stood before him like a mountain, a formation that had made him hesitate countless times.

Of course, the reason he dared to challenge this powerful formation so recklessly was based on the fact that he had investigated and confirmed through various channels that the old man Xu Wu was dead.

If Void were still alive, given his deep fear and understanding of Void, breaking through this formation would be harder than climbing to heaven.

After all, the Daoist arts of the Void are unfathomable, and that formation must contain his life's work and wisdom, serving as a solid bulwark for him to protect the righteous path and resist evil.

After confirming that nothingness was dead, Ning Yuancheng, filled with an almost manic confidence, couldn't wait to unleash his improved Taoist techniques.

He stood before the formation, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his hands moving swiftly like phantoms, forming complex and mysterious hand seals.

At the same time, he muttered incantations, the low and eerie spells seeming to come from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

As he moved, beams of mysterious, deep blue light emanated from his fingertips, shooting towards the formation like sharp arrows.

The moment the light touched the formation, the originally calm formation rippled like a lake surface tossed with a boulder, emitting a deep and long rumble.

Gradually, fine cracks appeared on the formation, spreading rapidly like a spider web.

The cracks shimmered with an eerie light, as if the formation was struggling and resisting in agony.

Finally, under Ning Yuancheng's all-out attack, the void formation that he once revered like a god shattered amidst a dazzling light and a deafening roar.

It vanished into countless shimmering fragments, leaving only a lingering haze of smoke and a lingering aura of evil in the air.

The moment the formation was broken, Yu Mei, like a cheetah waiting for its chance, seized an excellent opportunity according to their carefully planned scheme.

The young prince was playing carefree by the lake, the sunlight shining on his tender face, reflecting his innocent smile.

They were completely unaware of the danger that was quietly approaching.

Yu Mei approached casually, her footsteps light and silent, like a ghost.

As she approached the prince, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. She suddenly stretched out her hands and, with all her might, pushed the unsuspecting prince into the icy lake.

The lake water instantly submerged the prince, leaving only a brief gasp echoing in the air before utter silence.

Huge ripples spread across the lake, as if silently protesting this sudden evil.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ning Yuancheng swiftly unleashed his extremely evil body-snatching technique.

A jet-black plume of smoke surged forth from his body, like a ferocious and terrifying monster, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged straight at the prince's body.

In the blink of an eye, the black smoke eagerly entered the prince's body, accompanied by a strange and dazzling flash of light, and the prince's body trembled violently.

After the light faded, Ning Yuancheng successfully usurped the throne and became the Crown Prince, Chengxiao's future heir apparent.

At this moment, his eyes gleamed with evil light, and a smug and cruel smile appeared on his face, as if the whole world was under his control.

Ning Yuancheng knew very well that the dog emperor had never forgotten Ning Chenxing's whereabouts, like a persistent hunting dog, sending people everywhere to search for him in secret.

So, after successfully becoming Ning Yuancheng, he devised a plan and felt a cruel sense of pleasure.

He ordered his men to secretly carry out Ning Chenxing's body, which had been replaced, and under the cover of night, they went to the lakeside in the garden.

He gazed at the calm lake, a hint of indifference and disdain flashing in his eyes, then waved his hand, signaling his men to throw the corpse into the lake.

With a muffled "plop," the corpse fell into the water, splashing up a spray, before slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake, where it was devoured by the greedy fish.

Time flies, and so many years have passed. Presumably, that corpse has long been eaten clean by the fish.

Now, perhaps only a pile of eerie white bones remains at the bottom of the lake, bearing witness to all this evil.

Whenever he thought of this, Ning Yuancheng couldn't help but sneer inwardly, a smug yet cruel expression on his face.

He thought to himself, that dog emperor would never have imagined that his fifth brother, whom he had been longing for and searching for with all his might, was now a distant memory.

He was lying quietly in the garden lake of his seemingly glamorous Crown Prince's residence, and the Crown Prince had long since been replaced by this heretic.

In the years that followed, Ning Yuancheng, like an evil instigator, meticulously orchestrated a series of farces in order to further deceive that dog emperor.

He deliberately had people spread various rumors about Ning Chenxing's whereabouts among the people. These rumors were a mixture of truth and falsehood.

Like an invisible net, it firmly trapped that dog emperor.

Watching the dog emperor repeatedly deceived by these false rumors, believing them to be true, and then sending out large numbers of people to search for them.

Each time he went full of hope, only to return disappointed, Ning Yuancheng felt an indescribable sense of joy.

He seemed to be enjoying a wonderful performance, with the dog emperor being the comical protagonist of this show.

While enjoying the thrill of fooling the emperor, he was not idle; instead, he was like a spider lurking in the darkness.

He skillfully used this time to quietly weave his own web of power.

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