"return!!!"
As Qu Shang screamed, Qu Yan's body had already rushed out of the protective formation of the imperial city.
This formation, which was said to be able to trap all cultivators below the Mahayana level, was unable to stop Qu Yan at all.
At this moment, all she could see was the beam of light in the distance.
The figure behind him, Shou Qu Shang, reacted quickly and caught up with him.
As Qu Shang and Qu Yan ignored the formations one after another, they changed their appearances and rushed out...
The commander of the guards in charge of protecting the imperial palace was stunned.
It took a long time before I found my voice again.
"I'm not seeing things, am I? They've transformed... Didn't His Majesty say that the palace's protective formation is very powerful?"
As he spoke, his face changed drastically and he turned to look at the men beside him.
"Go check the formation immediately to see if there is anything wrong!"
After giving the order, he quickly passed the news to Emperor Qu Can who had already left.
But at the moment, Qu Can had no energy to care about what was happening here, so naturally he didn't know that Qu Yan and the others had followed him.
In a canyon outside the imperial capital...
The canyon, which has been shrouded in fog for many years, is now extremely clear.
A very ancient and gorgeous building is located in the canyon, with this building as the center at this moment.
A black and red beam of light shot straight into the sky.
At the very center of this column of light is a large open-air altar within the building.
The altar where the Qu royal family worshipped their ancestors.
At this time, the table that had been placed on the altar all year round disappeared, and was replaced by a figure crawling on the ground and wailing.
This person is Princess Yu Ji who pretended to be Qu Yan.
The screams reached the sky, but did not win any sympathy from anyone around.
The altar was surrounded by a vast area, which was now densely packed with people in black robes.
Everyone was whispering something, their hands moving as if they were casting some spell.
"Ahhhhhhh! How dare you! I'm a princess! How dare you do this to me!!!"
Zhang Yuer screamed, threatened and insulted these guys, but her eyes were full of fear.
But no one paid any attention to her.
This situation lasted for a while until Zhang Yuer couldn't bear the pressure and fainted.
One of the black-robed men standing below walked up to the leader and asked with a frown.
"How could this happen? Why hasn't the demonic spirit in her body been drawn out?"
These words made the leader's face look ugly.
Looking up at the pillar of light that looked scary but was actually just an empty shell.
After a while, he suddenly thought of something and raised his hand with a grim expression.
Zhang Yuer's limp body instantly floated in front of this man.
A stream of spiritual power shot into her mind without any scruples, and a cut was instantly created on her wrist.
In an instant, an inexplicable restriction made the man's face look ugly.
After confirming what he was thinking, the man gritted his teeth and threw Zhang Yuer's body, which was only breathing its last breath, to the ground.
Many men in black who were watching this scene frowned subconsciously.
The leader, noticing this, sneered and said, "Instead of feeling sorry for this impostor, think about how to deal with the aftermath!"
The whole audience was shocked when these words were spoken.
All eyes were fixed on Zhang Yuer lying on the ground.
Then they reacted and looked at the black and red light column that was constantly absorbing their spiritual power.
They forcibly awakened the body of the demon god that had been suppressed and sealed under this temple for tens of millions of years.
If you don't give it what it wants, everyone who uses their own power to connect with it here today will become a sacrifice.
Just when these people were in a panic.
In a hidden corner, Lin Siqing was quietly hiding behind a building and observing all this.
Ever since she knew that this scheme was targeting Qu Yan, the real princess, Lin Siqing has been particularly concerned about it.
After all, in the eyes of King Fu behind him, the real princess is already dead and there is no need to worry about it.
But Lin Siqing herself knew that the real princess was still alive.
At the same time, some doubts arose in my heart.
Is the princess of this country really so magical?
Why does everyone have to calculate so many things around her?
What does the demon body suppressed under this temple have to do with her?
Thinking of this, Lin Siqing quietly retreated from the special passage.
He had just left when Zhang Yuer, who was lying limp on the ground, suddenly started gasping for breath and struggled to stand up.
Half raising one hand, he shouted weakly, "I know! I know where the real princess is!"
Although the voices were weak, everyone standing here was a master.
Everyone turned to look at her.
Before she could flinch, a person squatted in front of her.
"Let me out and I'll tell you!!!"
Zhang Yuer tried hard to suppress her fear and tried to negotiate terms.
But the next second, the feeling of suffocation made her mind go blank, and she instantly saw the situation clearly.
After being let go again, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.
"Murong Yan! The Murong Yan from the Murong family who just came to the imperial capital a while ago! She is the real princess!"
She even believed it as she spoke, her tone was firm and her eyes were determined.
But does Zhang Yuer really know anything?
No, she knows nothing.
She just thought that she was already in such a miserable state, and she would drag someone down with her even if she died.
When Lin Siqing threatened her, she didn't reveal any information about Qu Yan.
In Zhang Yuer's heart, the real princess had long died on the battlefield above the sea.
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