In the afterglow of the setting sun, there was silence from the high platform halfway up Jiyue Mountain all the way down to the edge of the vast plain at the foot of the mountain.

There were clearly hundreds of thousands of figures standing or kneeling, but no one spoke at this moment.

If an uninformed person saw this scene, they would think that everyone on the field was looking up to admire the beautiful sunset in front of them, and they would probably stand on tiptoe to look around out of curiosity...

There was a man holding a sword, his whole body covered in green from his turban to his boots. In the silence of the whole place, he led the calm and pretty girl behind him, all the way up the mountain, and came to a high platform halfway up the mountain.

Behind the two men, hundreds of thousands of Dali people were silent, including Doukou and other string music girls and the imperial guards generals.

Grand Master of Music Mu Jin and Wise King Li Mingyi both stopped on the steps. Under the mighty aura of a second-rank warrior that enveloped the entire mountain, they dared not move at all, but the expressions on their faces were more exciting than each other.

Only the two people who faced this terrifying aura in front of them knew what a second-grade warrior meant.

The man holding a sword who was strolling leisurely in the garden in front, whose body shape seemed even smaller than that of a farmer, had a terrifying physique comparable to that of a wild beast.

This man in funny green clothes can "step" to any place within a ten-mile radius of Jiyue Mountain within three breaths. He can appear next to anyone on the field as if by flash, and can easily take off that person's head and throw it in his hand.

Three breaths, just three breaths.

This time was given with reference to the strongest people on the field at that time. It was calculated based on a Taoist cultivator in the Golden Core Realm and a fourth-grade warrior. If it were replaced by other people on the field, the time would be even shorter.

And if the man in green is in a bad mood and wants to kill everyone on the field, then... it will only take less than half an incense stick, and none of them will be able to escape...

This is the terrifying dominance of a second-grade warrior who is only two steps away from Kunpeng warrior!

If placed on the battlefield, no matter whether it is on the mountain or below the mountain, it would be a real killing machine. Anyone who meets it of the same rank would die, and only warriors of the same level could stop it!

At this moment, Mu Jin, who was standing stiffly on the steps, had a look of panic on her face, while Li Mingyi's expression was stiff, with a look of disbelief and fear in his wide-open eyes...

At this moment, with countless complicated gazes following behind them, the man and the girl ignored them and walked all the way to the high platform halfway up the mountain without any obstruction.

They were the only two moving in the entire venue, attracting everyone's attention.

Now that no one dared to stop them, there was only one person in front of Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai.

Dugu Chanyi's back felt a little wet and cold, and was already soaked with cold sweat.

However, this phoenix robe that belonged exclusively to Empress Dowager Dali, although it was complicatedly decorated, heavy and stuffy, was designed with great consideration given to the wearer's status and possible occasions in which it might be worn, and a sweat-absorbent undershirt was thoughtfully prepared underneath.

So at this moment, this design that Dugu Chanyi had secretly despised as annoying and unnecessary in the past, saved the outer dress very well. The cold sweat that soaked her back only wet her underwear, without leaving any trace of abnormality on the outer phoenix robe.

The little emperor, Zhang Huizhi, and a group of officials and dignitaries on the high platform looked at the back of the woman in the front, whose skirt was still dragging on the ground. Many officials couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately there was the calm and composed Empress Dowager, and that the situation might not be the worst yet...

However, only Dugu Chanyi herself knew what her mood and feelings were as she faced the uninvited climbers below.

Zhao Qianer and Li Bai walked straight towards them.

Dugu Chanyi gritted her teeth and walked forward despite the inexplicable pressure from the warrior, standing at the front of the crowd on the platform.

She is the Queen Mother of Dali. The young emperor is not yet an adult, so she represents the highest imperial power in Dali. Facing the current situation, she cannot be cowardly, at least she has to hold on on the surface.

Looking at the green-clad man and the pretty girl getting closer and closer below, Dugu Chanyi felt very annoyed and regretful at the moment. At the same time, she couldn't help but imagine the image of a harmless young Confucian scholar with a smile on his face when he raised his head.

I believed your lies! What about the private grudges between the two of us that day being written off, what about returning directly to the academy after the Fengshan ceremony and not wanting to care about Dali's affairs, what about not coming to the celebration ceremony because you are tired... You clearly have big plans...

Dugu Chanyi couldn't help but look a little resentful and aggrieved.

Actually, it’s no wonder she thinks so much.

Dugu Chanyi had no idea about the amazing events that had taken place in a small bamboo courtyard and an imperial palace not far away in just one afternoon, nor did she know that Zhao Rong was not actually a man with both great ambitions and lust... No, he was a follow-the-hearted person who had neither of these two desires.

Now she saw that Zhao Rong had sent his followers and personal maids, who had actually shocked the entire audience. This behavior and momentum were almost the same as forcing abdication.

This is like a wealthy family that not only does not leave the guests they invited, but also directly sends two servants to walk into the banquet when the wealthy family is holding a banquet, intimidating the whole audience and stealing the show...

Especially in the eyes of Dugu Chanyi, who has a strong desire for power and control, what else could this be but a demonstration? Zhao Rong wanted to be the emperor behind Dali and ride on her head to feed her and wet her. And maybe he would go a step further and take good care of the orphan and widow on behalf of the deceased emperor of Dali...

And now, what made Dugu Chanyi even more unexpected was that among the followers of Zhao Rong, whom she had never paid attention to before, there was actually a second-grade martial artist!

She originally thought that Zhao Rong was just from an ordinary noble family in the dynasty down the mountain. Apart from his status as a Fengshan student at Linlu Academy who could borrow the power of the academy, there was nothing worthy of her attention about him. At the moment, she was just temporarily asking for help.

However, at this moment, a second-rank warrior actually quietly walked out from under him, a powerful existence comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Realm!

The red lips of a certain sensitive, suspicious and beautiful queen mother were bitten until they turned white.

Even though she was in a very high position and had great power before coming to Dali, when facing a powerful Yuanying realm master, she had to stop and nod respectfully... God knows what secret and noble identity he has... Is this his protector?

At this moment on the high platform, Dugu Chanyi, who walked forward alone, suppressed the urge to look back at the top of Jiyue Mountain.

The "king" had already left with his men, and now she had to deal with the situation alone for a short period of time.

Dugu Chanyi, who was biting her lip, walked down the platform with her back straight in front of everyone.

Her silver teeth let go of her red lips, she forced a smile on her face and took the initiative to greet him.

"This... Your Excellency, and Miss Qian'er."

She quickened her pace and came to within ten steps of Li Bai and Zhao Qian'er, addressing the former with a respectful title, as she really didn't know his last name.

As for the latter, she, who used to be indifferent to useless people and small figures, now had an unusually good memory and remembered the name that Zhao Rong had called.

Dugu Chanyi smiled elegantly and knelt appropriately, "Your Majesty and I are just about to personally invite Mr. Zhao and the two of you. The evening banquet cannot be without Mr. Zhao's participation..."

At this moment, as she was speaking, she seemed to have noticed something. The woman smiled reservedly, tilted her head slightly, and glanced behind Zhao Qian'er and the other person, "...Hey, where's Mr. Zhao?"

Li Bai withdrew his gaze from the figure that was lowering its head on the high platform. Without answering, he turned his head and glanced at Zhao Qian'er.

The girl did not stop at all and directly surpassed the man next to her.

She held up a slender purple sword wrapped in thunder, walked up to Dugu Chanyi who was smiling awkwardly, and whispered:

"Go away."

Dugu Chanyi: “…”

Everyone in the audience: “…”

There was an uncontrollable uproar, and then as if everyone reacted, the atmosphere fell into silence again.

Dugu Chanyi still maintained a slight humming motion.

Tell her to...get...away...?

Facing the order from the young maidservant beside someone, the face of this most noble woman in Dali first turned pale, then red, and then it seemed as if blood was rushing to her face, her face was extremely red, and her lips were trembling.

But then, she seemed to suddenly realize something in her anger and embarrassment, and a dazed look appeared on her bloodshot face.

Get me out of here! Aren’t they coming for me? What are they going to do…

After a few breaths, Dugu Chanyi reacted and felt that she seemed to have grasped some important key point. However, Zhao Qian'er, who appeared frighteningly calm at this moment, did not give her the chance to continue thinking.

The sword-wielding girl walked straight ahead without stopping for a moment, and bumped into the Queen Mother Dali in front of her. The latter's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly moved her body aside, barely making way for the girl, but she herself almost stepped on the hem of her skirt and sprained her ankle and fell.

Zhao Qian'er didn't even look at the woman who Rong'er had always bowed to respectfully. She didn't take it seriously and walked past her directly, climbing the stairs to the stage. Li Bai followed with a sword in hand...

Dugu Chanyi had no time to feel angry. At this moment, she, like all the other curious people in the audience, turned her head in a daze, her eyes following the backs of Li Bai and the other man.

On the high platform, the civil and military officials who had been relieved to have the Queen Mother's support were suddenly startled and quickly dispersed to make way for the girl who seemed to be aiming in a certain direction.

Seeing this, the little emperor Li Wangque at the back of the crowd also subconsciously stepped back a few steps, "Mr. Zhang, let's make way..."

The young man in dragon robe said without turning his head, but after walking a few steps, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mr. Zhang behind him was lowering his head, as if he was frightened and stood there, not daring to move. The crowd in front of them had already parted, and Sister Qian'er, who seemed to be so aggressive for some reason, was striding towards this direction.

"Zhao... No, Mr. Zhang! Don't move."

Li Wangque did not doubt him, and anxiously struggled to grab the hand of Xianyue Li Nu who was leading him away, turned around, and ran to pull the sleeve of Zhang Huizhi who was "standing there in a daze".

However, when the naive boy grabbed Zhang Huizhi's sleeve and was about to pull him away, he found that the noisy atmosphere behind him suddenly became quiet.

Li Wangque looked back and was shocked.

Behind her is Sister Qianer!

Zhao Qian'er, holding a stinging thunderbolt in her hand, stopped in front of the teacher and student.

The girl climbed the mountain all the way here without looking down at the young man in dragon robe between them, but looked straight at Zhang Huizhi.

"We meet again."

The two of them parted in the courtyard in the bamboo forest, and now they met again on this occasion.

She paused and nodded seriously:

"Where's my husband?"

The statement was made in a cold tone.

Zhang Huizhi lowered his head, his facial expression could not be seen, and his hands were trembling slightly in his sleeves.

The young man in dragon robe, who was ignored by the two of them, turned around and looked at the girl and gentleman on his left and right.

Like everyone else present at the moment, the boy also had a look of confusion on his face.

Dugu Chanyi, who was frowning in the audience, saw Li Wangque's position. She felt confused and uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, she walked onto the stage with light steps, ready to pull Li Wangque away.

However, the next second, Dugu Chanyi, who was about to move forward, felt a darkness before his eyes.

The bright light from the sky disappeared, as if the lights in a bright room were suddenly blown out.

She was so frightened that when she looked closely, she found that a purple mist had appeared in front of her without her knowing when. It was like a curtain that blocked all her vision!

And inside this "curtain"... there is a flying sword floating quietly.

The tip of the sword was pointing at her, just before her eyebrows.

Everything happened in an instant.

A sky full of purple air appeared out of nowhere, covering the entire Jiyue Mountain.

"Ding-dong..." The crisp sound of a jade item hitting a hard object echoed throughout the venue.

At this moment, Dugu Chanyi, Mu Jin, Li Mingyi... all the people who left on the Jiyue Mountain, each of them had a flying sword of different shapes floating in front of their eyebrows.

No one can take even a single step forward.

In the purple air, a woman stumbled over and went on stage in a dazed and miserable state.

The black jade on her waist made a jingling sound.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked as if she was about to cry.

Her hoarse voice pierced everyone's heart with coldness.

"Where's my husband?!"

Ten thousand swords trembled.

The Jiyue Mountain is dozens of miles in radius, and the purple mist and flowing clouds are all shattered.