Sensing the murderous intent, Yu Nanqing's eyes darkened slightly, and then a loud "bang" was heard.

A halberd weighing over a hundred pounds was driven straight into the ground, sending stones flying and creating a whirlwind around it as a result of the heavy blow.

The next second, a figure descended from the sky and landed heavily next to the halberd with another loud "bang".

His silver helmet gleamed in the moonlight, creating a striking contrast with Yu Nanqing's black armor.

As the dust settled, Su Shixu was seen with a fierce expression, glaring angrily. He gripped his halberd and swung it violently, sending the stone slab he had lifted crashing down on Yu Nanqing's door.

Yu Nanqing's eyes revealed a condescending arrogance. He slightly raised his long sword, and several sword flashes shattered the stone slab that was smashing towards him.

"Heh!" Su Shixu sneered, his halberd pointing directly at Yu Nanqing: "Prince Gong! Long time no see!"

Su Chien stepped forward, blocking Yu Nanqing's path: "Your Highness, please go first! I'll deal with him!"

Upon hearing this, Su Shixu's expression turned furious, and he appeared in front of Su Chien in a flash: "Get the hell out of my way, you little bastard!"

The halberd swept in with the force of a thunderbolt.

With quick reflexes, Su Chien and Yu Nanqing leaped away, dodging the attack.

"It's up to you." Yu Nanqing didn't waste any words. With a wave of his hand, the Dragon Flag Army followed closely behind and entered the central gate.

Su Shixu frowned, let out a cold snort, and was about to step forward to block Yu Nanqing's path.

Suddenly, a figure flashed past, and with a loud "clang," Su Chien's blade was just a hair's breadth away from Su Shixu's neck.

If Su Shixu hadn't parried quickly, he probably would have died from that move.

Su Shixu never expected that Su Chien would have such skills.

He dared not be careless any longer. He distanced himself from Su Chien and angrily said, "Who are you? State your name!"

"Major General Su Chi'en of the 13th Army of the Dragon Flag Army!"

"!" Su Shixu was taken aback.

He then burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Who do we have here! So you're the little bastard that Su Wanyan took in!"

Calling him a bastard made me think he was a nobody, but I never expected he really was a bastard!

"What a coincidence!" Su Shixu glared angrily. "I haven't settled the score with you yet for Su Wanyan killing my sister!"

With a roar, Su Shixu took a step forward and arrived in front of Su Chien!

“Report—” Inside the Golden Palace, the Empress Dowager stroked the dragon throne in front of her.

The golden throne, carved with a golden dragon symbolizing status and power, gleamed in the bright candlelight, and the dragon heads on the armrests had their mouths open, as if they could breathe fire at any moment.

The faint sounds of swords clashing outside seemed to have no effect on her; her exquisite and dignified makeup made her look like a true ruler.

Upon hearing the report, she didn't even raise an eyebrow: "How is it?"

"Prince Gong...Prince Gong has arrived at the inner gate!"

The Empress Dowager tightened her grip on the back of her chair: "Has General Su not arrived yet?"

"General Su has arrived ahead of time, but he is being held back by Prince Gong's men. The army led by General Su is still rushing into the city... I'm afraid..." It's too late!

"A bunch of useless bastards!"

The messenger, trembling with fear, remembered something else and hurriedly reported, "General Siyang has already dispatched troops to provide support... They should arrive soon."

"Where is the Imperial Preceptor?" the Empress Dowager asked again.

"Your subject is here."

Xiao Chensheng appeared at the entrance of the main hall at some point. He leaned gently against the doorpost, exhaling smoke from his mouth, as if his whole being was shrouded in a thin veil.

The Empress Dowager finally felt a little relieved when she saw Xiao Chensheng.

She slightly raised her hand, ordering the soldier to immediately bow and retreat.

Xiao Chensheng watched the soldier leave listlessly when suddenly, he heard the Empress Dowager's voice: "I didn't expect Yu Nanqing to arrive in the capital so quickly."

Yu Nanqing disappeared in Fucheng. Everyone assumed he was hiding, but...

The Empress Dowager clenched her fists hidden in her sleeves: "I underestimated him."

Xiao Chensheng turned around and saw that the Empress Dowager had somehow gotten into the dragon throne that originally belonged to the young emperor.

With a dignified expression, she looked down at Xiao Chensheng, the prince, and said, "No matter what, I can only win this battle, I cannot lose. Our enemy is right here. The Grand Preceptor should know what we should be doing now."

Yu Nanqing destroyed his Hundred Valleys, and Xiao Chensheng curried favor with the imperial court in order to take Yu Nanqing's life and avenge his previous humiliation.

Whether it's the Empress Dowager or Xiao Chensheng, as long as they share a common enemy, they are friends.

Xiao Chensheng smiled and said, "Of course."

He slowly entered the hall, stepped up the stairs, and stood calmly beside the Empress Dowager.

After an unknown amount of time, the sounds of fighting outside grew louder and louder.

The Empress Dowager remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

"Bang—"

With a loud crash, a figure slammed into the door frame of the main hall.

The Empress Dowager's eyes narrowed slightly. Before she could see clearly, a figure in black flashed into the Golden Palace, and the hurricane it created extinguished half of the surrounding candles.

Yu Nanqing's face was full of murderous intent, and the long sword in his hand emitted a series of fierce cries under the enhancement of the murderous aura. The cold light was aimed directly at the face of the Empress Dowager, as if there was no room for negotiation.

However, before he could reach the Empress Dowager, several dark figures suddenly appeared around the Golden Palace, throwing curved blades that, like full moons, aimed directly at Yu Nanqing's face.

However, in the blink of an eye, Yu Nanqing suddenly changed his attack, turning around to dodge the attacks coming from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of dark figures attacked simultaneously.

Yu Nanqing's brows furrowed suddenly, and with a swift movement, his blade flashed like silver flowers, carrying powerful internal energy. In the blink of an eye, the attacking shadows were sent flying.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Yu Nanqing seemed to have lost his patience. His eyes, filled with murderous intent, were bloodshot. Just as everyone was stunned, he had already arrived in front of the Empress Dowager, and his long sword was slashing straight at her neck without any intention of holding back.

The Empress Dowager stared in disbelief, her hand gripping the dragon's hand tightening instinctively. A sudden, belated tremor ran through her heart, and she cried out in alarm, "Xiao Chensheng!"

"Bang—"

A loud collision, sparks flying everywhere!

"Your subject is here!" Xiao Chensheng, dressed in blue robes, smiled strangely as his pipe blocked the sword's edge, deflecting Yu Nanqing's attack.

Wisps of smoke escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Nanqing's eyes were cold and sharp. She quickly held her breath and instantly distanced herself from Xiao Chensheng, landing steadily in the center of the hall.

Xiao Chensheng twirled his long pipe and landed opposite Yu Nanqing with a smile: "Prince Gong, how have you been?"

The main hall was surrounded by men in black, each wearing a bronze mask and holding a curved knife, looking menacing and wary of Yu Nanqing.