Chapter 631 Healing the Empress
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and everyone's eyes were focused on Dongxuan Lake in astonishment.
Prince Jing, whose body was charred, still maintained an escaping posture, but his back was pierced by a sword from the "fake princess".
Lu Yan'er's green dress fluttered in the wind, and the veil on her face was torn off, revealing a face wearing a silver mask.
Prince Jing lowered his head in shock, staring at the sword tip protruding from his chest in disbelief.
He could feel that his life force was fading away, and even his heart was broken, but the little remaining power of the relic allowed him to remain conscious.
He slowly turned around, tilted his head, and looked blankly at Lu Yan'er's face, his lips moving:
“Why…why…”
"Xu Wen," Zhao Duan shouted from a distance, laughing, "If you can bribe her, why can't I?"
Prince Jing suddenly realized!
At this moment, many clues connected in his mind, and he suddenly understood why Lu Yan'er failed in the assassination attempt at Hu Ting.
so.
It was that time that Zhao Duan offered enough leverage to make Lu Yan'er defect...
Of course he was on guard against Lu Yan'er. For example, his hidden true cultivation level was enough to ensure that even if Lu Yan'er turned against him, she would not pose a threat to him.
But... that was business as usual.
At this moment, he was seriously injured and almost exhausted. How could he resist a powerful warlock?
Prince Jing's eyes became fierce, and he tried to make one last effort.
Lu Yan'er twisted her wrist first, and violent magic power poured in, instantly crushing Xu Wen's internal organs.
The light in Prince Jing's eyes went out, his life was completely gone, and he became a corpse hanging on the tip of a sword.
At this moment, the prince who was the leader of the Eight Kings died.
There was silence, and then someone exclaimed.
It was not until then that the onlookers finally came to their senses and confirmed that Prince Jing was truly dead.
"Dead...dead..."
King Chen murmured. He stood up with the help of his subordinates, his eyes vacant, and said bitterly:
"it's all over."
Princess Chen was also stunned and realized that once Prince Jing died, Binhaidao would no longer have the possibility of continuing to hold on.
Even if there are still vassal kings who have not surrendered, this civil war is already in name only. As for the remaining Jiancheng rebels, their defeat is only a matter of time.
"He died already?"
It was even more difficult for Qingshan and his fellow warriors to accept.
They could not have imagined that Prince Jing, who was so high-spirited not long ago and asked them to come down the mountain in Qingshan, died at the hands of Zhao Duan before he even left Binhai.
This result stunned Chai Keqiao and others, and they didn't know whether to leave or stay.
But the broken water flow escaped silently and swiftly.
However, at this moment, the sky suddenly brightened, and people remembered that there was another battle between heaven and man going on above their heads.
At this moment, Zhao Duan also raised his head and saw an extremely huge sword light suddenly lit up in the sky. The sword light stretched for several miles, so mighty that it seemed to swallow up the entire Daluo Island.
This is the empress's strongest sword.
In the sword light, everyone only saw a disheveled figure, like a meteorite, wrapped in illusory white fireworks, disappearing in the east in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, a piece of arm in the sky fell down like a dead tree. Ji Yue, who was hiding in the water, subconsciously raised his hand and summoned a stream of water to catch it.
“Master—”
A disciple of Qingshan cried out in grief; it turned out to be Wu Xiankui's arm!
Did Master Qingshan also lose?
The sword light went out.
In the sky, the empress dressed in white, holding the Taia sword, did not continue to pursue, but floated down. Her cold eyes swept across the ground, catching sight of Duan Shuiliu, who was about to escape stealthily in the distance, and snorted coldly:
"Still want to leave?!"
The empress threw out the Taia sword, and a flash of sword light flew out. The fleeing Duan Shuiliu only felt something circling around his neck.
Then, his head was shocked to see his body running wildly and getting farther and farther away from "himself".
The body was separated.
Duan Shuiliu's head fell into the river and his body fell down powerlessly.
A warrior who was standing on the perfection of the world died suddenly!
The empress retracted the Taia sword and released a few rays of sword light again, which rushed in different directions.
Chai Keqiao, Xiao Ran, Qiye and other Qingshan disciples groaned in pain at the same time, their sea of qi was pierced by the sword energy, and they fell to their knees on the ground!
On the Yutou Mountain in the distance, the Drunken Sword Immortal and several martial artists beside him, who were about to escape when they saw the situation was not good, were also pierced through the sea of qi by the flying sword energy and fell to the ground seriously injured!
“Bang, bang, bang—”
At this time, a large number of warships began to sail around Dongxuan Lake, and the soldiers of the Shenji Camp on the ships fired warning shots.
The order they received was that once they heard the "cannon fire", they would start to narrow the encirclement and ensure that no one escaped from the area around Dongxuan Lake.
Seeing this scene, the group of local tyrants led by Prince Chen completely gave up their last thoughts. Prince Chen and his wife walked out of the crowd and saluted respectfully towards the Empress:
"Your Majesty, I am honored to see you. I am willing to lead the entire Binhai area in unconditional surrender..."
However, the empress didn't even look at them, but floated straight towards Zhao Duan, who was floating in the water holding a piece of driftwood.
After a fierce battle, the empress was also a little weak. She tapped the lake water lightly with her toes, creating ripples. She looked down at Zhao Duan, who was holding a piece of wood and smiling foolishly at her. She frowned and said anxiously:
"How are you injured? Why can't you get up?"
Zhao Duan, who was holding the wood with his bare arms, was extremely embarrassed and said speechlessly:
"Your Majesty, my clothes were blown away..."
"As for the injury, it's not serious. Hehe, this life and death puppet is really useful, but it's a pity that there is only one..."
When being bombarded, Zhao Duan decisively used the Life and Death Puppet and smeared blood on the scarecrow's eyebrows to transfer the injuries all over his body.
However, although this action saved him from serious injury, the power of the Dragon Soul was still slightly beyond the tolerance of the Life and Death Puppet.
At this moment, his body was empty, without any energy left. He was completely drained and was even weaker than an ordinary person.
At this moment, even the lower half of his body was hidden in the water, and he didn't dare to come ashore at all...
The empress was both angry and amused to see that he was so weak and yet still had the mind to joke, and her worries were mostly relieved.
Just thinking about how Zhao Duan, at the critical moment, actually used "dying together" to give Prince Jing the heaviest blow, she was still filled with fear, and her eyes were filled with a bit of resentment:
"Why are you so reckless? Why are you fighting so hard? You could have just tied him up, and after I defeated Wu Xiankui, I would deal with Xu Wen... Why did you resort to this life-and-death gamble? If... if the Life and Death Puppet was ineffective, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be..."
Zhao Duan smiled and said:
"Your Majesty said that it can be used, so I believe it can be used."
The empress was stunned, bit her lip and kept silent, but the love in her eyes could not be expressed to outsiders.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, are you just going to let Wu Xiankui go like that?"
Zhao Duan coughed to remind her that there were many outsiders here and changed the subject.
Xu Zhenguan said calmly:
"Do you think that a Celestial Realm cultivator is so easy to kill? I was lucky enough to severely injure him and sever one of his arms. However, within six months, he wouldn't dare show up again."
These words reveal a strong self-confidence.
Zhao Du'an felt a little regretful, but he also knew that wanting to kill Tianren was a bit unrealistic, not to mention that there was Xuanyin watching him covetously. Zhenbao would not really risk his life to kill Wuxiankui, or pay the price of being seriously injured. That would be unwise.
He had no choice but to temporarily record Wu Xiankui in his small notebook and settle accounts with him after he was promoted to a celestial being.
"Okay, put on your clothes first."
The empress's mind swept across the water, her face flushed slightly again, and she flicked her sleeves. A gust of wind blew a silver scroll out of the lake and threw it to Zhao Duan.
He stretched out his hand and made a hand gesture, causing the nearby water vapor to evaporate into a white mist that enveloped the bodies of the two.
A moment later.
The white mist dissipated, and the empress supported Zhao Duan, who had changed into new clothes, and flew back to the banquet hall where half of the people were injured.
Zhao Duan picked up the sword, and the king and his ministers looked at the King Chen and his wife who were kneeling on the ground and admitting their guilt, as well as a large group of guests.
"Since Prince Chen is willing to surrender, I will grant him permission for the sake of his royal family.
However, Prince Chen's title is immediately stripped, and all military authority under his palace will be managed by the Divine Machine Battalion. Prince Chen and his wife are confined to the palace, awaiting my future decision."
The Empress' voice echoed.
Prince Chen and his wife felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, realizing that they had chosen sides after the fact, and could no longer expect the same treatment as Prince Huai'an, who surrendered early. Fortunately, they listened to the Empress's words and were spared from death. They immediately kowtowed:
"I, a sinner, thank you."
At this time, the Empress looked at Chai Keqiao and the others who had their Qi Sea broken and were being carried ashore by Gongshu Tianyuan and the others, and said calmly:
"Qingshan warriors, who violated the law by force, have been handed over to Song Jinxi for custody and transported to the capital to await their fate."
Song Jinxi and other attendants hurriedly saluted: "Your servants obey your command!"
At this time, the warships of the Shenji Camp also slowly approached the shore. The commander Shi Meng jumped onto the shore and knelt on one knee to salute:
"I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"
The empress said "yes" and said lightly:
"Commander Shi will take over the Binhaidao navy immediately and reorganize them as quickly as possible. He will then lead the Binhaidao troops and the Huting troops to jointly encircle and suppress the Jiancheng rebels and capture the remaining remnants of Xu Jinglong and his troops."
Prince Jing died, but there was still a Crown Prince who did not follow him, as well as a group of rebel generals.
However, Prince Jing is dead, Binhaidao has surrendered, and the masters of Qingshan have been crippled. It is almost a foregone conclusion to suppress the rebellion and build Jianchengdao, and there will be no difficulty at all.
Shi Meng was still in a dream and couldn't believe that Prince Jing was dead.
And all this happened within just two months after Zhao Duan arrived on the eastern front.
Arabian Nights.
"Your humble servant obeys your order!" Shi Meng clasped his fists.
The empress nodded, and finally looked at Princess Lu Yan'er who was carrying Prince Jing's body.
Lu Yan'er threw Xu Wen's body to the ground and saluted the empress:
"Sorcerer Lu Yan'er pays respect to His Majesty."
The empress nodded slightly, a hint of warmth in her eyes, and said with a smile:
"Zhao Qing has already told me about you. Don't worry, you have made such a great contribution today. Not only will I not hold you accountable for your various actions in building the Dao, I will also reward you."
Lu Yan'er turned her head and looked at Zhao Du'an, and an earnest voice came from under the silver mask:
"I just want the governor to fulfill his promise."
She wanted to meet Pei Niannu and seek to continue this lineage.
Zhao Duan nodded and said:
"I promised you that I will not break my promise, but I have just experienced a battle and am very weak. It is difficult for me to ask Senior Pei to meet with you at the moment. How about I rest for a few days and recover my cultivation?"
Although Lu Yan'er was a little anxious, she had no choice but to agree: "Then I'll wait for a few days."
At this moment Xu Zhenguan suddenly said:
"This matter is over. I will take Zhao Qing back to the capital immediately. If you are in a hurry, you can come to the capital on your own."
Zhao Duan was stunned and a little surprised.
The Queen explained:
"A battle here would cause too much noise. Although we are thousands of miles away, Xuan Yin and even the Dharma King of the Western Regions will certainly feel it. Therefore, I must immediately rush back to the capital to take charge and prevent a surprise attack from the Buddhist sect."
I understand the reason, but why do you want to take me along... Zhao Duan was about to speak, and then he understood:
He had just used the Dragon Soul in the battle, and he was so weak right now... He was like a piece of Tang Monk's meat. If he stayed, there was no guarantee that something might happen. The Dragon Soul was of great importance and could not be lost... Besides...
The battle between the Empress and Wu Xiankui would probably consume a lot of energy. If she brings him (Long Po), she will still have the strength to fight even if she encounters Xuan Yin...
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhao Duan nodded to Lu Yan'er. Although the latter was anxious, she did not dare to resist the empress at all. She had to swallow her anger and decided to go to the capital later.
Well... since he said it in front of so many people, the emperor’s words are golden, he shouldn’t break his promise, right?
Lu Yan'er was a little uneasy.
Since he was about to leave, Zhao Duan immediately looked at Yuxiu, Gongshu Tianyuan, Jinjian and Jiyue.
Yuxiu said lightly:
"Master only asked us to help you. Now that Prince Jing is dead, we will rush back to the capital to report soon."
Jin Jian nodded vigorously. She was planning to go back to Zhao Duan to collect the debt - this fight couldn't be in vain.
Gongshu Tianyuan was still thinking about his cannon and kept losing his focus.
Ji Yue, who was afraid of the social anxiety, was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Wherever the adults go, I will go."
Okay... Zhao Duan sighed, let them do whatever they want, anyway, all that's left in the south is to clean up the mess and quell the remnants of the rebellion, commanders like Shi Meng are enough.
He looked at Shi Meng again and gave him some instructions, asking them how to report back to Mo Chou.
Shi Meng patted his chest and promised that he would kill Xu Jinglong and the remnants of the Shen family and Jiancheng as soon as possible.
Zhao Duan did not doubt their abilities. As for himself, apart from being able to assassinate, he was useless in combat command, so there was really no need for him to stay.
Finally, Zhao Duan looked at Song Jinxi again and said:
"You arrange for the shadow guards to go to Jianchengdao to contact Prajna Bodhisattva. Ha, this Bodhisattva has been really patient lately. She doesn't care about the loss of Shenlong Temple. Well, go and tell her that as long as she agrees, the court can support her to become the leader of the Buddhist sect in Yu State.
Even... after we defeat the Western Regions, it wouldn't be impossible to make her the Buddha Mother of the world."
The Buddha Mother of the World?
Song Jinxi was stunned for a moment: "Will the female Bodhisattva agree?"
Zhao Duan sneered:
"Of course she will. She already offended Xuan Yin a long time ago, and now that Prince Jing is dead, she has no way out. By the way, if she agrees, she needs to go to the Huai'an Palace to treat Lang Shiba."
He did not forget that he had a subordinate lying to the west.
After giving his orders, Zhao Duan looked towards the empress, only to see Xu Zhenguan chop off Prince Jing's head with a sword and throw it to him:
"Pretend it."
Then, the empress grabbed Zhao Duan, and the two of them flew into the air, turning into a sword light and heading northwest.
Only a group of people were left there, staring blankly at the disappeared king and his ministers, as well as the devastated scene, in silence for a long time.
Everything that happened today was like a dream.
And everyone present knew that it would not be long before the news of Prince Jing's death, Wu Xiankui's arm being cut off, and his escape being seriously injured would spread like a storm across the entire Dayu.
…
…
In the sky.
The Taia Sword was magnified many times. The Empress and Zhao Duan stood on the broad blade. The tip of the sword opened a conical air shield, blocking the wind from the high altitude.
It was not until this moment that the empress's face suddenly turned pale and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Duan was shocked and hurriedly supported her: "You are injured!"
Xu Zhenguan smiled faintly and said:
"Don't worry, it's not a serious injury. He will recover after a while of rest. Fortunately, we have the cultivation notes of Emperor Taizu, and Wu Xiankui is a bit cautious about his life. Otherwise, if we want to cut off his arm, the price we have to pay is not so small."
Zhao Duan was still worried. In the battle between heaven and man, how could the injuries be minor?
Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he reached into the empress's dress and pressed on her lower abdomen.
The empress was stunned for a moment, not coming to her senses, staring at him blankly.
Immediately, she felt an extremely pure warm current flowing from her lower abdomen into her qi sea.
The empress's eyes suddenly widened!
"This is... Dragon Soul!?"
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(End of Volume 3)
(End of this chapter)
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