"The biggest celebration in Yanhuang City right now is the Empress's wedding."
All seventy-two vassal states of Central Continent were present, making this perhaps the most grand event in the Dragon-Han Celestial Dynasty in nearly a century.
However, I sensed an inexplicable anxiety in the air. Representatives from seventy-two nations had gathered in Yanhuang City, and dignitaries from each country would be present to celebrate.
However, it seems that some hidden forces are taking advantage of this chaotic situation, moving through every corner of Yanhuang City.
After extensive investigation, my initial assessment is that someone may be plotting a long-planned conspiracy to thwart the Empress's wedding ceremony.
However, crucial intelligence is currently lacking; these hidden figures are elusive, and further details are unavailable for the time being.
"Um……"
After listening to Ji Bingyan's analysis, Shen Zhao fell into deep thought.
After a long silence, he uttered uncertainly, "Could it really be related to the Xiongnu?"
"They are inevitably involved; the enmity between the Xiongnu and the Han Dynasty was sown a thousand years ago."
The Empress slaughtered millions of Xiongnu people in one battle, establishing her status as the Empress of the Han Dynasty. Although the Xiongnu outwardly submitted,
But how could they easily let go of this deep-seated hatred?
In recent years, the Xiongnu royal court has been looking for an opportunity to avenge the past humiliations against the Han Dynasty.
However, as time went on, the gap in strength between the two countries widened, and in a direct confrontation, the Xiongnu had no chance of winning.
However, the emergence of the Vajra Sect proves one thing: at least now the Xiongnu have enough confidence to challenge the Celestial Empire at this crucial juncture.
But what exactly is the source of this confidence?
"wrong."
Shen Zhao frowned, instinctively realizing that he seemed to have missed some important key information.
I carefully sorted out the clues and tried my best to find any possible oversights.
“I just broke Lin Feng’s defenses a few months ago. Even if he’s involved now, it doesn’t match the timeline of that alternate account being created. It’s impossible that he was the mastermind behind this.”
"Do the Xiongnu really have such confidence that they can succeed in causing trouble at the grand ceremony in the capital of the Han Dynasty? What is the source of their confidence?"
"Putting aside the age-old feud between the Han and the Xiongnu, who orchestrated all of this, and what was their true purpose?"
"Furthermore, the relationship between the Longhan Heavenly Dynasty and the Fengyu Tower is quite delicate."
"The information is still too little; I need more intelligence to analyze it."
Seeing Shen Zhao's worried expression, Ji Bingyan cautiously asked, "Lord Prefect, what's wrong?"
"You don't need to call me Lord Prefect anymore. I'm not your Lord Prefect now. I'm just thinking about some things."
“Then I’ll call you my lord. If it weren’t for you back then, I’m afraid I would have been just a wife and mother, living an unknown life like any other woman.”
Shen Zhao stood up and looked up at the first hint of dawn in the east, tapping his palm against the ribs of his fan.
After a long silence, he suddenly said, "It seems necessary to go to the palace. I want to meet Song Yanran in person."
Ji Bingyan was shocked: "My lord, Song Yanran now sees you as a thorn in her side. If you go there, wouldn't you be walking into a trap?"
Furthermore, are you certain that your current strength is sufficient to handle Empress Ziwei, who is at the peak of the Great Emperor realm?
"Rest assured, as long as the benefits are right, the world will be our bargaining chip."
I believe that Song Yanran, as an emperor, couldn't possibly be so obsessed with nothing but romance and lewd thoughts.
If so, she wouldn't be the powerful and influential Empress Ziwei of the Dragon Han Dynasty, who ruled over countless lives throughout the Central Region.
Even if we take a step back and it really comes down to a direct confrontation, Chu Liuxiang might not be a match for Song Yanran..."
Shen Zhao smiled faintly and unfolded his folding fan: "But Chu Liuxiang is Shen Zhao, but Shen Zhao is not Chu Liuxiang. The two should not be compared."
His confident face and domineering demeanor perfectly demonstrated Shen Zhao's confidence in his own abilities.
Ji Bingyan did not try to persuade him further. Having served Shen Zhao for a lifetime, she knew that once her lord made a decision, it would never be changed.
Moreover, even the six peak Great Emperors of the Nine Netherworlds plus the Realm Lord Li Cangqiong, who is at the half-step God Realm, could not do anything to my lord. So, it shouldn't be difficult for an Empress whose strength is comparable to that of the Asura Emperor to deal with I Love.
"How does my lord require my assistance?"
"You stay outside the city and keep a close eye on all the movements related to the Xiongnu. Don't miss any of the slightest disturbance. I don't believe that the Xiongnu would only allow one Vajra Sect to participate in such a large-scale operation."
"Yes, sir."
After calming Ji Bingyan down, Shen Zhao immediately set off for Yanhuang City.
Just then, the sky suddenly turned a dark red.
Immediately afterwards, a torrential downpour of blood fell from mid-air.
Shen Zhao and Ji Bingyan were both startled and immediately stood frozen in place.
"This strange phenomenon is..."
"The Emperor has fallen?"
Shen Zhao stared at the strange phenomenon in mid-air and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, he shook his head: "Something's not right. Ice Flame, find the exact location where the Emperor fell."
Try to get the findings into the city and meet up with me before the guards from the Longhan court arrive.
Before Ji Bingyan could return the greeting, Shen Zhao took off and quickened his pace toward Yanhuang City.
He had already roughly figured out some clues.
Meanwhile, Song Yanran, standing atop the Star Gazing Tower, looked at the strange phenomenon of blood-red rain in the sky, and her expression changed slightly.
"Is this the fall of the Great Emperor?"
Her face was pale, she bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, her expression solemn, and she slapped hard on the white jade railing.
Without careful observation, one would not notice that her delicate body was trembling violently.
...
Inside Weiyang Palace, Di Feijing, who had stayed up all night, quietly entered his bedroom. Before entering, he glanced around and saw that the scenery had not changed. He then breathed a sigh of relief, yawned, and closed the door.
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