270: Chapter 270 People Arrive to Protect the Emperor

For the sake of Ah Yin, Tang Hao killed the Spirit Hall Pope, and the Sect was deeply implicated, with countless Disciples killed or injured.

Now, the person Tang Hao risked everything to protect is currently beside a man from a hostile faction.

Not to mention what Tang Hao's state of mind would be if he saw this; Tang Yuehua herself couldn't stand it.

"His Highness the Holy Son, do you know who she is?"

Tang Yuehua saw that Ah Yin continued to act as she pleased, ignoring her, and even rubbed against Su Wen's chest like a cat.

Suppressing her emotions, Tang Yuehua's gaze fell upon Su Wen.

"Ah Yin, the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor; you should know this."

Su Wen casually pinched Ah Yin's cheek, looking at Tang Yuehua with amusement.

Tang Yuehua's eyes changed slightly: "You... since you know, why... Saint, don't you think this act of stealing another man's wife is shameful?"

"I think you have misunderstood something. The Blue Silver Emperor has already died; this is a new life of the Blue Silver Emperor, and has no relation to the previous Ah Yin... That said, even if I did steal her, Tang Yuehua, are you going to steal her back? Moreover, why don't you ask Ah Yin if she is willing?"

"You... Ah Yin..."

Tang Yuehua looked at Su Wen's hand. Ah Yin's cheeks were slightly flushed. Her face showed no resistance—only submission.

Even without asking, Tang Yuehua knew the answer.

"Please leave!"

Tang Yuehua took a deep breath and gestured for them to leave once more. She did not want to see these two anymore.

"Hehe, Tang Yuehua, you still haven't fulfilled the request I made of you!"

As soon as the words fell, Ah Yin acted decisively, and Blue Silver vines grew beneath Tang Yuehua's feet.

As a level nine Spirit Master, Tang Yuehua barely had a chance to react before her body was instantly bound by the vines.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside, and then three Spirit Masters hiding in the shadows charged in, attempting to rescue Tang Yuehua.

A blue mist drifted from Su Wen's body, slowly arriving at the doorway and transforming into a beautiful figure.

The moment the Ice Dragon King appeared, the ultimate power of ice spread through the corridor. The temperature plummeted to zero.

The three Spirit Masters were frozen into ice sculptures before they could even reach them.

"Ah Yin..."

Tang Yuehua was choked by the Binding, her voluptuous body dangling in the air, swaying from side to side; her snow-white neck turned bright red, and her mature face gradually turned purple.

The shadow of death loomed, and Tang Yuehua felt fear.

Her hands kept slapping at the vines on her neck until her movements grew slower and slower, eventually ceasing altogether.

The moment Tang Yuehua lost her life, her voluptuous body slid to the ground, collapsing in the room without any grace.

Su Wen approached, looking expressionlessly at Tang Yuehua's still-warm corpse.

"Tang Hao, let you taste what it is like to be betrayed by your loved ones, the feeling of being stabbed by your own sister and wife!"

"Hahaha!"

The six spirit rings beneath Su Wen's feet rose one after another, and the first yellow spirit ring began to rotate slightly.

"Underworld Marriage!"

Hum! A dark red power radiated from Su Wen as the center, spreading in all directions.

In the Moon Pavilion hall, the nobles who were playing music were instantly startled by this power.

The surroundings were dyed red, hung with festive lanterns, and the ground transformed into a blood-sea Domain, with spider lilies floating out one after another.

There were even Ghost Souls drifting out from the sea of blood, emitting hoarse, wailing sounds like ghosts.

Many noblewomen screamed in terror and fled in all directions.

Even after running out of the Moon Pavilion, they could see the sea of blood still spreading, occupying a radius of ten miles at an extremely fast speed.

Spider lilies fluttered all over the sky on the entire street, festive lanterns occupied the whole street, Ghost Souls drifted freely in the city, and eerie Qi soared to the sky; the clear sky was covered with dark clouds in an instant.

Faced with this sudden situation, countless commoners stood stunned in place for a moment.

The streets were bustling with people; if there had been few people, they might have felt afraid. But because there were people everywhere, they felt no fear, only the curiosity and gossip of onlookers.

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were describing their suspicions to Emperor Xue Ye.

The entire Strength Clan and Breaking Clan were wiped out; combined with the previous Speed Clan and Defense Clan, if it weren't for the Spirit Hall meddling in the middle, they could not believe under any circumstances that this matter had nothing to do with the Spirit Hall.

"Your Majesty, we must be cautious. The appearance of the Fallen Spirit Master is only the one-sided word of the Holy Son of Spirit Hall; none of us have seen it, and it is very likely an excuse found by the Spirit Hall to exterminate the four single-attribute Clans."

"As for the scene of soaring resentment seen by many commoners, it might just be an illusion created by the Spirit Hall."

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had recently had its members wear many Hidden Weapons. The Sect's strength had greatly increased. Tang San wanted to establish the Tang Sect. He was still thinking of continuing to buy some Hidden Weapons.

Now that the Tang Sect had been destroyed before it was even built, Ning Fengzhi might feel that there was a Spirit Hall spy inside, who had informed the Spirit Hall in advance, letting them launch an action to prevent other Sects from continuing to develop.

Emperor Xue Ye frowned; didn't Ning Fengzhi's meaning imply that his Heaven Dou Empire had no talent, unable to even see through an illusion?

Just then, several guards rushed in to report: "Your Majesty, eerie Qi is soaring outside, and it has already reached the Imperial Palace!"

"What!" Emperor Xue Ye was greatly alarmed, and Ning Fengzhi and the others were equally shocked.

Another Fallen Spirit Master appeared, and even attacked the Imperial Palace?

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but clench his fists; could his judgment have been wrong? Moreover, since when were Fallen Spirit Masters so rampant?

"Protect the Emperor, protect the Emperor!" The shouts of guards came from outside, and Sword Douluo flashed out of the main hall, quickly arriving outside. The others followed him out.

In the distance, a dark red light was sweeping over here. Many guards were already trying to stop the spread of the blood light.

The Spirit Abilities they unleashed were like hitting the Void Realm, unable to stop the expansion of the sea of blood.

"Uncle Sword, what is going on?" Ning Fengzhi was shocked. Looking at this posture, it seemed that a Fallen Spirit Master had really attacked. Were they this rampant?

"This is a Domain; I do not feel any attack power, but we must still be on guard."

Sword Douluo extended his hand forward, and the Seven Kill Sword appeared in his palm. As he swung the sword, a Seven Kill Sword Qi appeared on everyone, forming an energy shield.

The dark red power swept past their feet. Ning Fengzhi subconsciously took a step back, but just as Sword Douluo said, there was no attack power, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is going on?" "What exactly is happening? Quickly go and investigate for me!"

Emperor Xue Ye was also startled, and immediately became furious. A Fallen Spirit Master actually dared to attack the Imperial Palace. Too arrogant!

As soon as his voice fell, the sound of a chinese shawm suddenly rang out all around. Then, a red bed and a red sedan chair emerged from the sea of blood, followed immediately by an entire wedding procession...