"Sin? Ha..."
Xuan Hao Hongye was not afraid at all and retorted arrogantly.
"I am the overlord of the grasslands and the savior of the Xiongnu. What crime have I committed?"
"Song Yanran, since you're not dead, then let's settle all our old and new scores today."
"You seem completely unsurprised by my appearance?"
“If you die so easily, you won’t be the Song Yanran I know.”
"It seems you came prepared. Let me see just how capable you are, the overlord of the grasslands."
Song Yanran transformed into a beam of light and struck Xuan Hao Hongye with a palm strike.
Xuan Hao Hongye was prepared. Upon taking over, he used the momentum to escape directly out of the palace.
"Trying to leave?"
Song Yanran wouldn't let her opponent get away, and immediately transformed into a beam of light to follow closely behind.
Seeing this, Lin Feng took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was not on him and quickly left Weiyang Palace.
...
Two great emperor cultivators chased each other through the air and arrived at the royal garden in the blink of an eye.
The moment he landed, a sinister and ruthless glint appeared in Xuan Hao Hongye's eyes, a glint he could no longer conceal.
At this moment, Song Yanran landed slowly, looked around, and chuckled softly.
"Xuanhao Hongye, have you found yourself a propitious burial site so you can conveniently end up dead here?"
"You're wrong. This is the garden of your Celestial Empire's royal family. We brought you here to send you off on your final journey."
As soon as she finished speaking, a purple totem suddenly appeared under Song Yanran's feet, binding her feet tightly.
At the same time, she felt her spiritual energy rapidly draining away, and her cultivation was being suppressed by 70%.
"This is……"
"The Mandala Array—I have made every preparation to deal with you."
"King of the Xiongnu, I never imagined you would actually act out of your own ambition."
Would they really stoop to cooperating with a scoundrel like Jiuyou to protect the remnants of the Central Region?
"Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. In the annals of history, only the magnificent achievements of my Xuanhao will be remembered."
How could one possibly investigate the darkness behind success?
Song Yanran's expression gradually became serious.
In a distant temple, Venerable Haoyue summoned all the hidden agents of the Nine Netherworlds in Yanhuang City, consuming a huge amount of spiritual energy to maintain the operation of the Mandala Array.
In the shadows of the royal garden, Hu Ying aimed her bow at Song Yanran in the distance.
"Ancestors, if you are watching from heaven, please help me kill the tyrant with an arrow."
Just as she drew the bowstring to its full circle, she suddenly felt a jolt at the back of her head, and the next moment she lost consciousness.
Shen Zhao caught Hu Ying's falling body and shook his head helplessly: "Those who don't know the truth of history are truly pathetic."
After speaking, he glanced at the unconscious Sun Xinyue and the others from Fengyulou not far behind him, and sighed helplessly once again.
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