"His Majesty has passed away!"
"His Majesty has passed away!"
There was chaos in the palace, with wailing everywhere.
Lin Tian was suspended high in the sky, looking down at the entire city. He spoke loudly, his voice resounding throughout the imperial city:
"The Emperor of the Rising Sun is attempting to capture Wanyue City. His evil ambitions will surely lead to his own death! From now on, no matter who becomes emperor, do not even think of laying hands on Wanyue City, or else you will end up like Dongfang Hong!"
The sound rumbled and echoed throughout the heaven and earth for a long time.
Baidi City was dead silent, and thousands of citizens were trembling in fear. The princes and princesses in the palace were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They were afraid of being massacred and kept silent.
Lin Tian was too strong. He could kill those in the Dongxu Realm and Guiyuan Realm like crushing ants. All the masters of the Rising Sun Dynasty were scared out of their wits and no one dared to stand up.
Lin Tian continued, "A family cannot be without a master, and a dynasty cannot be without a ruler. To avoid a power struggle that would cause great suffering to the people, a new emperor must be chosen immediately. All ministers and princes of the Rising Sun Dynasty, listen up! Come to the imperial court immediately to discuss matters. The new emperor must be chosen today. Anyone who dares not come will be killed without mercy!"
After saying that, Lin Tian disappeared in a flash, and appeared in the palace hall the next second.
He looked at the high throne, his expression changed, and he walked over and sat down.
"not bad!"
A smile appeared on Lin Tian's face.
He sat on the throne, looking at the spacious and bright hall below. His vision stretched far into the distance, and the vast mountains and rivers were in sight. He suddenly felt high above, with everything under his control.
This is imperial power!
At the same time, various forces in the imperial city are turbulent and chaos is about to break out.
When the old emperor dies, a new emperor will ascend the throne. A new emperor has new ministers, and some are happy while others are worried.
Baidi City was in complete chaos.
The imperial ministers and princes rushed to the palace. Although they were terrified, they could not resist the temptation of power.
Are we going to choose a new emperor today?
Who can sit on the throne of the Nine Five Supremes?
The ministers and princes, each with their own thoughts, came to the court hall one after another. Seeing Lin Tian sitting high on the throne, no one dared to say a word, and they stood silently with their hands hanging down.
Ministers stood on either side, the prince stood in the middle, and there were hundreds of people standing there. Fortunately, the hall was spacious enough and did not seem crowded at all.
The emperor was killed. Although the ministers were sad, they cared more about the power in their hands. They were also intimidated by Lin Tian's powerful strength. No one would do such a stupid thing as avenging the emperor.
None of the many princes acted bitter and resentful. They all hung their heads. Perhaps they had hatred in their hearts, but they dared not show it. Instead, their eyes flickered, and they secretly coveted the throne.
The imperial family is the most ruthless, and this is not an exaggeration. In front of the throne, it is not uncommon for princes to kill each other, murder their brothers and fathers, and lose their humanity.
Now that the emperor has passed away, some princes must be secretly happy because the opportunity to seize imperial power has come.
"Is everyone here?"
Lin Tian's eyes slowly swept over the ministers and princes, emitting an invisible pressure that forced everyone to lower their heads, not daring to look at him.
No one spoke.
Lin Tian didn't care. He was just asking casually. If someone really didn't come, he didn't have the time to catch them and kill them without mercy.
It is more important to elect an emperor as soon as possible. Of course, he did this not as he said, to avoid the suffering of the people, but just to control the Rising Sun Dynasty in his hands.
Lin Tian looked at the group of princes.
Good job!
There are as many as one or two hundred people. Dongfang Hong is quite fertile.
Lin Tiandao: "Then who is the prince? Stand out!"
A dashing young man stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said in a humble tone, "Senior, I am the current crown prince, Dongfang Xiong, the first in line to the throne!"
Lin Tian looked at Dongfang Xiong with interest. This guy was quite interesting. He particularly emphasized the first-line heir. What did he want to express?
Lin Tiandao: "How many brothers do you have?"
Dongfang Xiong said honestly, "Three hundred and sixteen, but those under eighteen were too young to come. There were a total of one hundred and seventy-six people present."
Lin Tian nodded and said, "Who is the best among all the princes?"
Dongfang Xiong's spirits lifted. Was this the time to choose the emperor? He suppressed his excitement and said, "This prince... no, I have practiced martial arts since I was young and have read the classics thoroughly. Whether in martial arts or literary strategy, I am slightly better than my brothers and sisters."
"real?"
Lin Tian was a little skeptical. Was this guy just bragging? Well, the ninth level of the Tiangang Realm, at this age and with this level of cultivation, it was really mediocre.
Dongfang Xiong hurriedly said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the civil and military officials present."
After saying this, he turned to look at his ministers and gave them a secret wink.
"The prince is right."
"The prince is the best."
"Of all the princes, the most suitable one to sit on the throne is none other than the Crown Prince."
The ministers expressed their opinions one after another. There were no long speeches like in the past, but only dry remarks. They were all nervous and obviously very afraid of Lin Tian.
Lin Tian took a quick glance and found that although not all, the vast majority of people supported Dongfang Xiong. It seemed that this prince position was not in vain.
However, these people have no say in who will be the emperor.
Lin Tian asked again: "Who is the worst prince?"
"The worst?"
Dongfang Xiong was stunned.
What's the point? Are they trying to compare them on the same stage?
However, the best ones are easy to find, but I don’t know how to distinguish the worst ones.
Dongfang Xiong's eyes swept over the many princes, and suddenly they lit up. "Senior, if we're to name the worst, it's undoubtedly the Ninth Prince. He's a bastard born to a commoner, with poor martial arts aptitude and innate stupidity. He can barely read and write, and is neither good at literature nor martial arts. He's no better than an ordinary person."
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