Previously.
From the whispers of those around me.
Jiang Changsheng had already come to understand how cold-blooded and ruthless this elder brother was.
Such a cold-blooded and ruthless person is not worthy of existing in the Eternal Life Dynasty, much less in the world.
Jiang Changsheng was already preparing to issue a kill order.
Jiang Qiuniu was also looking at Jiang Changsheng and saw the killing intent in his eyes.
But he didn't care.
If he wants to leave, no one can stop him.
His younger brother always brings him surprises.
Jiang Changsheng is his younger brother in this life.
He has always been eccentric since childhood.
Make it impossible for him to see through it.
Not to mention that he could speak at one year old, recite poetry at two, pick up girls at five, and finish all the elementary school courses at seven, etc.
Take the Great Sage as an example, who is eighteen years old now!
He sensed it the moment Jiang Changsheng made his move.
This completely overturned his understanding. Even in the primordial era of his previous life, there was no Great Sage who was eighteen years old!
Could he also be a reincarnated person?
Or is it an immortal being from ancient times, from the distant past?
He originally planned to seize the throne and use the resources of the Longevity Dynasty to restore his cultivation as soon as possible.
It seems this idea is going to fall through.
Jiang Changsheng's loud shout interrupted his thoughts.
"Jiang Qiuniu!"
"To see one's own father in trouble and not help him is unfilial!"
"To see one's younger siblings die tragically and not seek revenge is unjust!"
"To stand idly by while the people of the dynasty are slaughtered is inhumane!"
"To fail to offer assistance when the dynasty is in peril is disloyalty!"
"Those who are unfilial, unjust, unkind, and disloyal shall be executed!"
"From this day forward, banish Jiang Qiuniu from the Changsheng Dynasty!"
Jiang Changsheng's voice shook the heavens as he enumerated Jiang Qiuniu's four major crimes.
Such people are even more hateful than those from the Yunlan Sect.
The people who had survived from the Immortal City unanimously agreed.
"Oh!"
"Convict me? You are not qualified!"
In his previous life, as the Demon Ancestor Rahu, what kind of powerful figures hadn't he seen? How dare a mere Great Sage be so presumptuous in front of him?
Jiang Qiuniu didn't take Jiang Changsheng seriously at all.
Immediately, a terrifying aura rose up from where he stood up.
It was like a slumbering, prehistoric beast awakening.
"oh?"
Just now, when the remnant soul of a quasi-emperor awakened within Xiao Qingxuan's body, Jiang Changsheng noticed Jiang Qiuniu's extraordinary nature.
This has now been proven true.
Jiang Changsheng also gave a cold laugh.
"I'm not qualified? Then show me my fist."
He then mobilized the power of the million-mile-long small world once again, concentrating it in his right fist.
This punch was too much even for a quasi-emperor's remnant soul!
Could it be that you, Jiang Qiuniu, can do that?
"Haha, tenth brother, we'll meet again someday."
Jiang Qiuniu has only awakened a portion of Luo Hou's soul, so naturally he will not fight Jiang Changsheng.
It's not too late to get revenge after they've fully awakened.
"A chaotic dance of demons!"
Jiang Qiuniu transformed into countless demonic shadows, and tens of thousands of clones fled in all directions.
"You coward, take this! One punch will shatter the heavens!"
Jiang Changsheng felt like he had been tricked.
You were so tough just now.
Why did they suddenly run away?
Greyhound!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Destroyed 9,900 sword clones.
However, a small number of them escaped.
Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Qiuniu who had escaped, lost in thought.
[Host, there's no need to worry. This is merely an avatar of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.]
Jiang Changsheng: Am I worried about threats? I'm just envious of that Demonic Chaos Technique! It's practically a peerless skill for running away when you can't win!
Sudden.
What did Jiang Changsheng remember?
"System, you just said that this Jiang Qiuniu is some kind of Demon Ancestor Rahu clone of mine. Isn't that a genius warrior? Why aren't you taking him in?"
[Ding! This person is a reincarnation of a wisp of the Demon Ancestor's soul. The Demon Ancestor is inherently cold-blooded and ruthless, and is not suitable to be a follower of a peerless genius like you.]
Holy crap!
System, all you do is flatter me.
But what can I do? I just like it.
Thus, the crisis of the Changsheng Dynasty was resolved.
......
"The Tenth Prince is mighty!"
"The Tenth Prince is so domineering!"
"The Tenth Prince is truly a lucky star for the Longevity Dynasty!"
"May Heaven bless the Longevity Dynasty!"
"Tenth Prince, I love you!"
Seeing that the crisis of the Changsheng Dynasty had been resolved, the people of the capital city took to the streets to cheer.
Praises, admiration, and prayers poured in.
Standing atop the now-ruined imperial palace, Jiang Changsheng was filled with countless emotions.
What was once a magnificent imperial palace is now nothing but ruins.
The world is so cruel.
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted his thoughts.
"Your Highness, now that the Emperor has passed away, the nation's fortunes have been damaged, and the entire Changsheng Dynasty is in deep sorrow. However, the dynasty cannot be without a ruler for even a day. This old minister humbly requests Your Highness to ascend the throne and inherit the great lineage!"
An elderly man dressed in a red imperial censor's robe stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Jiang Changsheng.
This man was none other than the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Changsheng Dynasty, who was as close as a brother to the deceased Left Vice Censor-in-Chief.
He watched helplessly as the Left Censor-in-Chief was killed, and though he longed for revenge, he was powerless to do anything about it.
The other princes either died tragically or went into hiding, afraid to show their faces.
Only the Tenth Prince stepped forward, not only avenging his friend but also saving the Changsheng Dynasty.
This was at a time when the previous emperor of the Changsheng Dynasty had passed away and a new emperor had not yet been enthroned.
Such a prince, with such strength and such a temperament.
He should naturally support his succession to the throne.
"No! Since ancient times, the order of seniority and hierarchy has been based on the elder's status. The succession to the throne should be based on the eldest prince. Now that the eldest prince has fled and the second prince has died tragically, I believe that the third prince, Prince Chaofeng, should inherit the throne!"
The Minister of Rites, who was in charge of imperial rites, sacrifices, banquets, and imperial examinations, was supported by the Third Prince, who was dressed in a dragon robe. He stepped forward and spoke righteously.
On the surface, the Minister of Rites was following the rule of establishing the eldest son as the legitimate heir.
In reality, anyone with eyes can see that it's simply because he's the Third Prince's uncle.
"Neither is acceptable! Now that the Emperor has just passed away and the Dynasty is in turmoil, the throne should be inherited by a prince with a powerful background to appease the people and deter the surrounding forces! I believe that the Fourth Prince, Pulao, is the most suitable. His maternal clan commands the 500,000-strong Divine Dragon Legion of the Longevity Dynasty, which is enough to deter the villains from all directions!"
The Minister of War also stepped forward, followed by the Fourth Prince.
The Minister of War was a member of the fourth prince's maternal clan.
"If we're talking about powerful backgrounds, I think the Tenth Prince is the most suitable. His bodyguards are all Saint Emperor level experts!"
The speaker was the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, who had survived the war during the dynasty's collapse and was being helped over by his men, limping along.
He's a straightforward guy. When the Changsheng Dynasty was in danger, only the tenth prince stood up. The third and fourth princes were nowhere to be found. How dare he stand up and fight for the throne?
"No, no! We acknowledge that His Highness the Tenth Prince's guards are powerful! But governing an empire cannot be accomplished by just one or two guards. The Changsheng Dynasty has thousands of cities and billions of people. Without supporters, relying solely on one or two Holy Emperors is far from sufficient!"
"Yes! The Minister of War is right!"
"Whoever has the most supporters will inherit the throne!"
The Minister of War's words immediately garnered support from the Third Prince's faction.
Whether it's the third prince or the fourth prince who ascends the throne, they will all need to rely on them, as they still have a certain say in the Changsheng Dynasty.
However, if the Tenth Prince were to succeed to the throne, given his current strength, would they still have a good life in the future?
Jiang Changsheng looked at these people with a calm expression.
They're just a bunch of clowns.
Does he have no supporters?
What a joke!
She turned her head and gave Shi Haotian a look.
Shi Haotian understood.
He casually took out a cloud-piercing arrow.
Swoosh...
The arrow pierced the sky and soared away!
boom!
boom!
boom!
A series of booming sounds came from afar.
In the distance, countless ancient warships and savage cavalrymen were seen rushing towards the capital of the Changsheng Dynasty.
Several earth-shattering shouts rang out.
"Who says His Highness the Tenth Prince has no supporters!"
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