8: Black Supreme has no flash

At this very moment...

Zhang Qian and seventy-three other rebellious officials were escorted onto the city wall by the Imperial Guards.

They were gasping for breath and covered in wounds, clearly having suffered heavy blows.

As palace guards, the strength of the Imperial Guards was naturally not to be underestimated, and there were even Saint Realm experts within their ranks.

Coupled with the personal intervention of Xiao Heng of the Saint King Realm, suppressing Zhang Qian and the others had taken almost no effort.

Seeing the Prince Zhan and others surrounded by the Eight Heavenly Armies, silent as cicadas in winter, Zhang Qian and the other officials were momentarily stunned.

Why was that overbearing aura so intimidating?

The Prince Zhan and Spirit King are Saint Emperors; could these eight people also be Saint Emperors?

"Impossible!" Zhang Qian shook his head repeatedly, his eyes full of disbelief. "Where would Di Yan get the resources to Cultivate eight Saint Emperors?"

Li Yao suppressed the panic in his heart and hurriedly reminded, "Minister Zhang, stay calm! Don't forget the Prince Zhan still has a trump card!"

Hearing this, Zhang Qian snapped out of it, the fear in his eyes receding slightly. "You're right. Before the Prince Zhan's trump card, even if Di Yan is a Supreme, there is only one path: death."

Xiao Heng sneered upon hearing this. "You have been officials for thousands of years, yet you have never truly understood His Majesty, nor have you seen the true strength of our Taiyan."

"Do you really think His Majesty is just what you see on the surface?"

Yang Yun's pupils contracted as he asked, "Xiao Heng, what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean?" Xiao Heng scanned the crowd, his tone indifferent. "The Eight Heavenly Armies before you—every single one of them is a top-tier Genius from the Lower Realm. They are invincible at least within the same minor Realm, and some can even challenge those at higher levels."

"Besides, did you really think His Majesty only has these Eight Heavenly Armies?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Qian and the others showed looks of shock.

If things were truly as Xiao Heng said, then their actions over the years were nothing more than a clown's antics before Di Yan.

Li Yao seemed to think of something and sneered, "Xiao Heng, so what if you make it sound so grand?"

"Taiyan is, after all, only an Imperial Dynasty!"

"The strength of an Imperial Dynasty's ruler is at most the Peak of the Saint Emperor Realm. No matter how many Saint Emperors there are, they can never be a match for the Prince Zhan!"

The classification of Luck Dynasties in the Five Evolutions True Realm from low to high is: Vassal State, Dynasty, Immortal Dynasty, Imperial Dynasty, Immortal Imperial Dynasty, Emperor Dynasty, and Immortal Emperor Dynasty.

A Dynasty requires at least one Saint to preside over it, and the Luck Five-Clawed Golden Dragon must be at least ten zhang long.

Taiyan is an Imperial Dynasty, so it must have a Saint Emperor, and the Luck Five-Clawed Golden Dragon must be at least a thousand zhang.

He cultivated a Qi-Observation Technique.

The Taiyan Dynasty's Luck Five-Clawed Golden Dragon is three thousand five hundred zhang long, which implies a reality.

It is impossible for an existence beyond the Saint Emperor Realm to appear in Taiyan.

Because once Di Yan becomes a Supreme, Taiyan will be promoted to an Immortal Imperial Dynasty, and the Luck Five-Clawed Golden Dragon would be at least ten thousand zhang as a starting point.

This was also the core source of his confidence in opposing Di Yan.

Xiao Heng smiled faintly and said no more.

There was no point in saying more to dying men.

The Prince Zhan and the others naturally saw this scene on the city wall.

These people were the ones they had originally incited to rebel; the Eight Kings were not surprised by their capture.

If Di Yan really wanted to appoint an heir, he would have done so long ago; it wouldn't be the turn of Zhang Qian and his lot to interfere.

This move was merely to lull Di Yan into a false sense of security.

"Prince Zhan, what do we do now? They seem to be only surrounding us without attacking." The Spirit King's expression was grave.

They had already recovered from their previous shock.

Their thoughts aligned with Li Yao's analysis.

These people were not a concern.

The Prince Zhan did not answer; instead, he looked toward the horizon, a flash of joy in his eyes.

"Senior is here."

"If the Eight Heavenly Armies make a move later, even if you have to use all your trump cards, you must stop them. You absolutely cannot let them interfere with Senior killing Di Yan."

The various princes agreed one after another. "Don't worry. Although these eight are strong, we are not without our own trump cards. Stopping them for a short while won't be a problem."

Prince Jing added, "Prince Zhan, if we win this battle, I hope you keep your promise."

The Prince Zhan nodded. "Naturally. The vast Taiyan is more than enough to be divided among the eight of us."

No one noticed a fleeting killing intent flash through his eyes.

Still wanting a share of the spoils? Simply ridiculous.

Once Di Yan was dead, he only needed to mention it to Senior, and dealing with these few would be effortless.

After all, the War King's Manor had planned for a hundred thousand years just to invite this Senior.

"He's here."

The Prince Zhan whispered.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

An indescribable pressure descended from the Nine Heavens.

An abyss spanning a thousand miles cracked open in the firmament, where the brilliant starry river and the Qi of Laws intertwined.

A black-robed figure stepped slowly out of it.

He had no radiance around him, yet he made the sun and moon grow dim.

His steps were light and slow, yet they caused the ground of the entire Taiyan Imperial Capital to groan.

The sky-piercing Battle Intent condensed by the Eight Heavenly Armies resisted with all its might, and the eight Saint Emperors still stood tall and proud.

On the city wall, Zhang Qian and the others' pupils shrank, their bodies trembling.

This was the pressure of a Supreme!

Even if it was just an unconscious manifestation, it could cause their Divine Souls to tremble instinctively.

In the eyes of the Prince Zhan and the other seven, an unprecedented feverishness and hope erupted.

The Prince Zhan took a step forward and bowed toward the sky. "We welcome Senior's arrival."

Seeing this, the other princes also bowed. "Greetings, Senior."

The commotion outside the city had already alarmed the citizens inside.

Seeing such a powerful expert descend, they all hid in their houses, only daring to peek at the activity outside through half-closed windows.

The Black-Robed Supreme took a step and descended above the battlefield, his voice indifferent. "Who is the person this Venerable One is to kill?"

The Prince Zhan hurriedly pointed toward the depths of the Imperial City. "Senior, it is Di Yan, the ruler of the Taiyan Dynasty! He is inside the city. Please take action!"

The Black-Robed Supreme nodded, his voice carrying for ten thousand miles. "Di Yan, come out and commit suicide! Otherwise, when this Venerable One presses down with a finger, I won't care how many people are in this city."

The moment his voice fell, heaven and earth fell into a deathly silence.

A vast and majestic aura erupted from the depths of the Imperial City.

The Void Realm at the Peak of the firmament shattered inch by inch, and endless Chaos Qi surged, evolving into a magnificent phenomenon of the elements being reset and all spirits bowing in worship.

Streaks of purple-gold Grandmist divine light soared into the sky, dyeing the entire canopy of the Five Evolutions True Realm a noble golden yellow.

The sound of the Great Dao boomed out of nowhere, and the Laws of the Major Thousand Worlds manifested clearly, bowing in worship toward the Taiyan Imperial City.

All the Supreme experts of the Five Evolutions True Realm looked up in horror, a sense of trembling and awe coming from the depths of their Souls.

The Black-Robed Supreme locked his gaze onto the depths of the Imperial City, a look of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

"Senior, what is going on?" the Prince Zhan asked in confusion.

Such a phenomenon was simply unheard of.

The Black-Robed Supreme said nothing. He took a step and teleported above the Eternal Imperial Palace.

The commanders of the Eight Heavenly Armies did not stop him upon seeing this, a scene that greatly puzzled the Prince Zhan and the others.

"This heaven-sent Opportunity belongs to this Venerable One."

The Black-Robed Supreme felt the extraordinary aura coming from below. His eyes flashed with brilliant light as he reached down with his hand.

In an instant, the Void Realm roared, and a giant hand of Law manifested out of thin air, falling violently toward the Eternal Imperial Palace below.

Before coming, he never expected to encounter the birth of a Supreme treasure on this trip.

With such a world-shaking phenomenon, it might be an Emperor Weapon, or even a legendary Immortal Artifact.

As for killing Di Yan, that had long been cast to the back of his mind.

His current goal was to seize the treasure and flee far away.

He had already sensed many experts rushing toward this place.

If he was a step too slow, he might fall into a situation beyond redemption.

Just as the giant hand of Law was about to touch the palace, a wisp of sword light shot out from below.

The Black-Robed Supreme's pupils shrank as an extreme sense of crisis swept through his heart.

He didn't even have time to react.

That wisp of sword light had already pierced through the center of his forehead.

Then, his vision went dark, and his body fell straight down.

In the final moment before his death, infinite regret welled up in his heart.

I was careless; I didn't dodge.