"you……"
Clutching her bleeding wound, Song Yanran stared in disbelief at the spirit arrow embedded in the ground before her.
"Tyrant! My ancestors were utterly loyal to the Dragon Han Dynasty, yet you, for the sake of securing your own throne..."
"I will spare no effort to exterminate their entire family. Today, I will avenge the martyrs of the Hu family by killing you, you tyrant!"
Hu Ying roared and, without hesitation, nocked three more arrows, aimed at Song Yanran's trembling body, and suddenly released the bowstring.
The three spirit arrows transformed into a lion, a crane, and a tiger, hurtling towards Song Yanran with the force of thunder.
Upon seeing this scene, Song Yanran's delicate face trembled slightly, her eyes filled with desolation and helplessness.
Just as the arrow was about to pierce her body, Song Yanran unleashed her power, and the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's aura spontaneously activated, blocking the fatal blow.
However, the crisis was not over. Before Song Yanran could react, a crescent-shaped flying ring accompanied by a petite figure appeared out of thin air.
"Tyrant, do you still remember the Sun family?"
"It's you, even you..."
"Sun Xinyue, today I will seek justice for the ancestors you killed!"
Bang!
The rings clashed, and the girl was forced back dozens of steps. Song Yanran was further injured because she had forcefully summoned her true energy.
The girl landed on the ground, her flying ring spinning, her cold eyes fixed on the fallen emperor before her.
Song Yanran looked at that face, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Seeing this, Song Yu felt a pang of worry for Song Yanran.
Xuan Hao Hongye's eyes were gloomy, and his gaze met for a moment with that of a guard carrying an iron box beside him.
The guard immediately understood and slowly put down the iron box.
But she quickly rallied again: "Fengyulou, do you also intend to be my enemy?"
Sun Xinyue and Hu Ying stood side by side, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Song Yanran.
Phew~
Spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Song Yanran's face turned even paler; the poison had penetrated deep into her lungs and internal organs.
She looked at Di Feijing: "Was it you who poisoned me?"
Upon hearing this, Di Fei was shocked: "No, I didn't poison him, it wasn't me."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Hao Hongye stepped forward to interrupt him and said to Song Yanran, "Song Yanran, even the person you trust most has betrayed you, and you still say this is fate?"
Now that things have come to this, you've reached a dead end; you should at least exercise the dignity befitting an emperor.
Upon hearing this, Song Yanran felt all her strength dissipate.
Looking at the familiar faces before her, she felt pain, but her heart ached even more.
"Song Yu, I ask you this: do you truly intend to drive me to such a desperate situation?"
Song Yu turned his head away, not daring to meet her gaze.
Seeing his elder sister in this state, Song Yu felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
However, he kept in mind the plan that Shen Zhao had made with him.
We must lure all the hostile forces lurking in the shadows to the surface.
"Royal sister, stop resisting. If you agree to abdicate, I will let you live a good life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Hao Hongye immediately exclaimed, "Impossible!"
"Song Yanran must pay for the millions of innocent Xiongnu people who died unjustly, or I, the King, will not let this go."
Song Yu frowned: "King of the Xiongnu, this is an internal matter of our Celestial Empire. When did it become your place, an outsider, to interfere!"
"Song Yanran must die. This is my promise to the Xiongnu people."
Anyone who tries to stop me, I will not hesitate to become their enemy!
"you……"
Ignoring Song Yu's anger, Xuan Hao Hongye pointed at Song Yanran and said, "Song Yanran, will you commit suicide, or will I send you on your way?"
Song Yanran gave a bitter laugh and used a secret technique to seal the eight extraordinary meridians in her body to prevent the toxins from spreading.
He then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared intently at Xuan Hao Hongye with his phoenix eyes.
"You want me dead, Xuanhao Hongye? You probably don't have the ability."
"At your last gasp, you still dare to spout such nonsense. Look around you, your subjects and your family, they all wish you dead."
Song Yanran glanced around and blankly realized that no one was looking at her with the same respect as before.
Xuanhao Hongye seized the opportunity to incite again: "Since you ascended the throne, the countries of the Central Region have lived in the shadow of the Dragon Han's military might every day. Do you think that the countries that submit to you are truly loyal to you?"
They are only afraid of your formidable strength. Now you are critically ill from the Seven Star Begonia poison.
Furthermore, since their powers are about to dissipate, how could they possibly respect and support you as before?
After speaking, Xuan Hao Hongye turned to the envoys from the seventy-two countries who were still observing and shouted:
"Everyone, now is the best chance to break free from Song Yanran's control. Do you really intend to miss this opportunity?"
Think about how your country has eked out a living under the oppression of the Celestial Empire for thousands of years, and you still intend to continue this endless cycle?
"So you want your descendants to continue to serve under this tyrant who brought you war and bloodshed?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yanran angrily retorted, "Xuan Hao Hongye, what are you doing? Are you trying to incite the nations of the Central Region to reignite the war?!"
Xuan Hao Hongye: "I want you to face reality. You are no longer the empress to whom all kings submit."
In six hours, all your cultivation will completely dissipate. At that time, what can you change?"
"Six hours?" Song Yanran muttered to herself, seemingly lost in thought.
The envoys below immediately began to murmur amongst themselves after hearing Xuan Hao Hongye's words.
Finally, the envoy from Balang Kingdom stepped forward: "The Xiongnu King is right. We have suffered oppression from Song Yanran for far too long."
For the sake of our people, this cannot continue. Our nation of Balang has decided to end this vassal relationship.
"Yes, our Northern Qi Kingdom will no longer pay tribute to the Celestial Dynasty. We will live for ourselves."
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