589: Chapter 589 The Three Divine Artifacts, I, the Emperor, will give them to you!

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen could not help but laugh.

"Good fellow, did he go to find the Empress to complain?"

"Or does he think the Empress can protect him?"

Tamamo-no-Mae knelt on the ground, carefully observing Ye Chen's expression, hesitating to speak.

Ye Chen glanced at her: "Speak if you have something to say."

Tamamo-no-Mae swallowed, and said in a low voice.

"My Lord, the relationship between Seimei Kangyue and the Imperial family is much deeper than the outside world knows."

"He is not just an Onmyoji, but also the protector of the Imperial family, a secret offering passed down through generations of the Imperial family."

"Many of the secret arts and forbidden arts of the Imperial family were taught by him."

"And..."

She paused, her voice dropping a little lower.

"The Imperial family has something in their possession that can briefly enhance a person's power."

"That item was deposited in the Imperial Palace by Seimei Kangyue."

"If he hides in the Imperial Palace and obtains that item, he will summon an even stronger King of a Hundred Demons."

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What item?"

Tamamo-no-Mae shook her head.

"The Yata Mirror!"

Ye Chen nodded thoughtfully: "Alright, get up."

Tamamo-no-Mae hurriedly scrambled up from the ground, keeping her head low, and stood respectfully to the side.

Ye Chen looked up at the east; in the night, there was a faint glimmer at the edge of the horizon.

That was the direction of downtown Tokyo.

It was also the direction of the Imperial Palace.

"Let's go."

"Let's pay a visit to the Imperial Palace."

"I haven't finished smashing up his place yet!"

...

On the other side.

In the Tokyo night, a black sedan was speeding wildly on the highway.

Seimei Kangyue sat in the back seat, clutching his chest, his face as pale as paper.

The wound on his chest was still seeping blood, soaking a large portion of his Onmyoji robes.

The next second.

"Pfft!!!"

He violently spat out a mouthful of black blood, which splashed onto the back of the front seat, a shocking sight.

Hattori Senjun sat in the passenger seat; hearing the commotion, he turned his head sharply, his pupils contracting suddenly.

"Master! What happened to you?"

Seimei Kangyue leaned against the backrest, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with gloom and cruelty.

"Tamamo-no-Mae..."

"She has cut off her connection with me."

Hattori Senjun's face turned white instantly: "What?!"

Tamamo-no-Mae, the King of a Hundred Demons, the strongest trump card sealed within his master's body.

That was his master's last resort, the biggest secret of the Yin Yang Society for hundreds of years.

But now...

Tamamo-no-Mae cut off the connection?

Doesn't that mean...

"Master, Tamamo-no-Mae... she was defeated too?"

Hattori Senjun's eyes were filled with fear.

How could he not be afraid?

Even Tamamo-no-Mae was defeated; could they possibly be Ye Chen's match???

Seimei Kangyue did not answer.

But the cruelty in those eyes said it all.

Tamamo-no-Mae was not only defeated, but...

Betrayed him.

That old fox who had lived for over a thousand years, that King of a Hundred Demons he had sealed within his body for decades, hadn't even lasted a single round against Ye Chen before turning against him.

Humiliation!

Anger!

Unwillingness!

Various emotions surged in Seimei Kangyue's chest like a raging fire, burning until his internal organs ached.

But he had no time to be angry, no time to be unwilling.

Because Ye Chen could catch up at any moment.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said word by word.

"Forget about all that."

"Enter the palace first."

"Once we get the Yata Mirror, we still have a chance to turn things around!"

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Hattori Senjun's eyes.

The Yata Mirror!

That was one of the three sacred treasures, a supreme treasure passed down through generations of the Imperial family, and the trump card his master had deposited in the Imperial Palace for decades.

Legend has it that an ancient King of a Hundred Demons is sealed within the Yata Mirror, and its power is far above that of Tamamo-no-Mae.

As long as they get the Yata Mirror and release that King of a Hundred Demons, no matter how strong Ye Chen is, he might not be able to stop it!

Hattori Senjun nodded heavily, turned around, and shouted sternly to the driver: "Drive faster! Faster!"

The driver trembled all over, slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the car speed soared to 180.

The black sedan sped like a ghost on the highway, racing toward downtown Tokyo.

Twenty minutes later.

Imperial Palace of the Japanese nation, the Imperial Residence.

The car stopped at the side gate of the Imperial Residence, and Seimei Kangyue pushed open the door and staggered out.

The guards at the gate saw who it was, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Sei... Seimei-sama?!"

The guard captain exclaimed, hurriedly rushing forward to help.

Seimei Kangyue pushed him away, his voice as cold as ice.

"Take me to see the Empress."

The guard captain was pushed back a stagger, taking several steps back before steadying himself, and when he looked up and saw Seimei Kangyue's extremely gloomy face, the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back.

He hurriedly bowed and turned to lead the way in front.

Seimei Kangyue and Hattori Senjun were then supported by the guards, stumbling along at the very back.

The group quickly passed through the palace gate and arrived at the main hall in the deepest part of the Imperial Residence.

The hall doors were wide open, and it was brightly lit.

A woman dressed in a traditional kimono was sitting in the upper seat, holding a cup of tea, her brows slightly furrowed.

It was Wasunoko Ruozhi.

She had received the report from the guards that the National Master Seimei had entered the palace in the middle of the night, covered in blood, and she knew something had happened.

Seeing Seimei Kangyue in such a disheveled state, her brows furrowed even tighter.

"National Master Seimei, what happened to you?"

In her memory, Seimei Kangyue had never been this disheveled.

He was an Onmyoji, the most powerful existence in the Japanese nation, the guardian deity of the Imperial family.

No matter what kind of enemy he faced, he was always calm and composed, always light and breezy.

But at this moment...

He was covered in blood, like an injured beast.

Seimei Kangyue did not salute, nor did he offer any pleasantries.

He stood in the center of the hall, looked at Wasunoko Ruozhi in the upper seat, and said word by word.

"Your Majesty, Ye Chen has come knocking."

Wasunoko Ruozhi's pupils contracted suddenly.

Ye Chen?

That young man from the Dragon Kingdom who threatened her with the Empress's "early experiences" on the way to the airport?

That madman who went on a killing spree at Hakata Port and killed thousands of people?

He...

He actually dared to come knocking?

Wasunoko Ruozhi's face sank completely.

"baka!"

"How dare he?"

Seimei Kangyue did not answer this question, but his tone became a bit more ruthless.

"Your Majesty, this is not the time to talk about this."

"Ye Chen will soon catch up to the Imperial Residence."

"His strength far exceeds my expectations. My Hundred Ghosts were no match for him, and even Tamamo-no-Mae..."

He paused and gritted his teeth, "was defeated."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall erupted in chaos.

The ministers standing on both sides turned pale, and discussions broke out one after another.

"What? Tamamo-no-Mae was defeated?"

"Doesn't that mean that even Master Onmyoji is not a match for that Ye Chen?"

"How is this possible? That Ye Chen is only twenty-four or twenty-five; how can he be this strong?"

"baka! Is our Japanese nation really going to perish?"

...

Wasunoko Ruozhi's face became even darker.

Tamamo-no-Mae.

That was a legendary great monster of the Japanese nation, the King of a Hundred Demons, and the guardian deity of the Japanese nation for hundreds of years.

But now, even Tamamo-no-Mae was defeated?

What kind of monster is that Ye Chen?

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and her gaze fell on Seimei Kangyue.

"National Master, what do you want to do?"

Seimei Kangyue raised his head, a flash of madness in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, bring out the three sacred treasures immediately."

"The Kusanagi Sword."

"The Yata Mirror."

"The Yasakani no Magatama."

"Today, we must make that Dragon Kingdom boy stay in Tokyo forever!"

Wasunoko Ruozhi's face changed completely.

The three sacred treasures.

They were the supreme treasures of the Japanese Imperial family, the symbol of the Emperor's power, and the national destiny of the Japanese nation for thousands of years.

Since Emperor Jimmu, the three sacred treasures have been passed down from generation to generation and have never appeared before outsiders at the same time.

At this moment, Seimei Kangyue actually wanted to use all three sacred treasures at once?

"National Master, have you lost your mind?"

Wasunoko Ruozhi's voice was trembling.

"The three sacred treasures are not for fighting; they are the symbol of the Imperial family and the foundation of the Japanese nation!"

"If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility for it?"

Seimei Kangyue looked at her and suddenly laughed.

There was a bit of desolation, a bit of mockery, and a bit of madness in that smile.

"Your Majesty, Ye Chen is about to catch up to the Imperial Residence."

"If he breaks into the Imperial Residence and makes public those films you shot back in the day in front of everyone..."

"Do you think the symbol of the Imperial family will still exist? Will the foundation of the Japanese nation still exist?"

"At that time, let alone the three sacred treasures, even you, the Empress, won't be able to keep that seat!"

Wasunoko Ruozhi's face turned completely white.

She stared fixedly at Seimei Kangyue, a flash of killing intent in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

Because what Seimei Kangyue said was the truth.

If Ye Chen really had leverage...

That would be enough to ruin her reputation.

She gritted her teeth and stood up abruptly.

"Alright."

"The three sacred treasures, I will give them to you."

"But you must remember..."

She paused, her voice as cold as wind scraping from an ice cellar.

"If anything goes wrong with the three sacred treasures, I will hold you accountable!"

Seimei Kangyue nodded heavily.

"Your Majesty, rest assured."

"Even if I have to risk my life, I will keep Ye Chen in Tokyo."

Wasunoko Ruozhi stopped wasting words, turned around, and walked to a wall in the depths of the hall.

She raised her right hand and tapped her index finger lightly on the wall.

Then.

The wall recessed and then cracked open from the middle, revealing a secret door.