736 Brothers Turn Against Each Other
'The powerful clans and sects should all be under our rule!' At this moment, the Fourth Prince seemed to see himself as his father, or even surpass him.
He brought all the powerful families and sects under his control, making them tools for his rule over the world.
They dedicated themselves to their own grand ambitions.
Moreover, unlike his father, he thought to himself in a low voice, 'If I were king, I would surely unify the world and place it under the rule of the dynasty. I would bring true peace and prosperity to the land.'
'Father was ultimately too merciful. If Father had wiped out all these sects and unified the world, how powerful our royal family would have been.'
Elite troops, powerful weapons, and formidable generals—the world submits to them; who dares to defy them!
The Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince remained expressionless!
The Ninth Prince's eyes showed a hint of surprise, astonished by his Fourth Brother's lofty ambitions.
He couldn't help but bow and clasp his hands in greeting, saying, "Fourth Brother's ambition truly puts me to shame."
The fourth prince paid no attention to the implications, looked around, and finally his gaze fell on his brothers who were holding swords.
"Could you please help me, brothers?"
Arrogant, domineering, ruthless, and seemingly willing to sacrifice anyone to achieve their goals.
Anyway, it wasn't his own fault; his eyes were slightly red, and there was a hint of madness in them!
The Seventh Prince, longsword in hand, exuding Confucian refinement, his eyes slightly grave, said in a deep voice as his sword flashed, "Father is merciful, presumably unwilling to commit further bloodshed, but Fourth Brother, your killing intent is indeed too strong, which is not a good thing!"
The fourth prince's eyes were cold, his blood was surging as if a thousand small dragons were surging within him, and he had a surge of power that needed to be released, causing his muscles to bulge.
He growled, "Father is benevolent, but compassion is no match for the chaos of a turbulent world. If only Father had been more decisive back then, wiping out all the factions and unifying the dynasty."
Without the constraints of powerful families and sects, the might of my royal family will surely be at its zenith, unmatched by anyone.
Today, the entire world should be under the control of our royal family. Why should we not become supremely powerful? Even conquering the state of Qi is not impossible!
Seemingly having endured for far too long, the Fourth Prince roared angrily, "How could it have come to this! How could it have come to this!"
Now some scoundrels dare to storm the capital and kill my third brother! This is an open provocation against my dynasty!
Where is the dignity and prestige of our royal family?
If this grudge is not avenged, how can my royal family stand in the world, how can we awe the surrounding lands!
He seemed to be furious, his face flushed red. It was unclear whether it was the unbearable absorption of bloodline energy or the pent-up anger that finally erupted!
The wind from the punches was howling, as if the cold air was freezing, chilling people to the bone!
Behind the Seventh Prince, the Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince remained calm and unmoved, but their eyes flashed with vigilance.
The two exchanged a glance and sighed inwardly, knowing full well that the situation was dire and that there was no room for complacency.
The Ninth Prince gripped his longsword tightly, as if ready to deal with any sudden changes; the Eighth Prince slowly adjusted his position, and the two stood on either side of the Seventh Prince to ensure they could provide support at any time.
Although he didn't speak, the vigilance in his eyes and the turbulent atmosphere around him suggested that a great terror was about to unfold!
Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent, as if even the air itself had frozen.
The tension was palpable, the air was thick with the force of punches, and it felt as if Mount Tai was about to collapse and crush them from all directions, encircling and attacking them!
The Eighth Prince, who had previously wanted to leave, now had no intention of opening the treasure vault. The switch to open the vault was right there, but no one wanted to open it.
This is a rare opportunity, and once it comes again, it will never be available again!
What a rare opportunity!
The eldest prince leaned against the side, unable to participate in the heated discussion, closing his eyes to rest, seemingly indifferent to everything around him.
But he knew perfectly well that today's event was such a rare opportunity, and many of his brothers had probably been looking forward to it for a long time!
He had long been prepared to sacrifice himself for the sake of the capital and the dynasty, and now he felt no regret or hesitation.
If there is any regret, it is that I did not go all the way to the end, to be admired by all and to be united with the world!
He secretly hated himself, thinking, "Scholar Sun is so pedantic. The right path right now is to let the demon break through and then destroy it. He has ruined me and hurt himself, and he won't live much longer either."
The capital is in chaos, the world is in chaos—is this what you, esteemed scholar Sun, desired?
A flicker of resentment flashed in his calm eyes—resentment that his ambition for hegemony had not yet been realized, resentment that he was still too weak and had been exposed too early, and resentment that he had placed too much faith in his father's authority.
Now, reduced to a cripple, he thought bitterly, 'Only power is eternal; everything else is nothingness. I hope my brother won't follow in his footsteps!'
With gentle eyes, she looked up at the top of the treasure vault, seemingly unaffected by the life-or-death standoff before her!
Their eyes met, and at this moment, neither seemed to have a choice. If they retreated today, the Eighth Prince knew that even if he retreated now, once the Fourth Prince devoured everyone in the treasure vault, he would have nowhere to escape!
He growled, "Watch out!"
The Seventh Prince's golden aura erupted instantly, confirming that he was also a Martial King. The three Martial Kings joined forces to fight against the Fourth Prince.
The fourth prince, his killing intent unwavering, emanated a murderous aura, as if he had gone mad!
With a furious roar, he unleashed a royal-level fist strike, the force of which was like a dragon, directly targeting the three princes.
The force of the punch was like snow in the dead of winter, and the surrounding area was instantly frozen in ice. Countless ice blades rushed over like hailstones!
The three princes worked together seamlessly, their swords flashing and clashing, forming an impenetrable defensive line.
At this moment, their eyes were silent, their gazes were fixed, their killing intent was palpable, and their coordinated attack meant that either they or the Fourth Prince would die.
Former brothers and comrades, today, for the sake of the great cause of the dynasty, we should all contribute our last drop of blood!
Born in the royal city, living a life of luxury, surrounded by rare and precious materials, with elixirs, divine weapons, and armor, now that the dynasty is in trouble, it is time to contribute, or even all of it!
The Fourth Prince's royal-level fist was like ice, fierce and rampant. He was wearing inner armor, but under the combined swords and blades of the three, he could only passively defend.
The three princes were also wearing inner armor. Although their fists and qi were incredibly fierce, seemingly capable of splitting the earth and breaking mountains, half of their true qi was blocked under the inner armor.
Suddenly, it seemed as if the two sides could switch roles at any moment!
After a prolonged battle, the Fourth Prince felt that his body could not be completely still. The bloodline power he used at will seemed to be subtly resisting, showing a tendency to damage the energy within his body.
A sense of urgency rose within him, and he knew the situation was dire. The Fourth Prince instantly raised his true energy to its limit, his eyes flashing with an air of superiority. He thought to himself, 'I am the Martial Emperor, but you are not!'
With a sudden low roar, the Martial Emperor Illusion was activated instantly, and the surrounding scenery changed drastically, as if one were in a world of ice and snow.
The beautiful scenery before my eyes was suddenly replaced by a scene of biting cold wind and snow-covered landscape!
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