227: Emperor Yongchang died!

He changed the subject, his Dragon Qi slowly retracted, and the golden Seal on his brow also dimmed: "Just now, this Venerable exerted pressure on you, first to test an old friend's resolve, and second to see your courage, young man.

Although you were nervous, you showed no fear, which makes you a malleable talent."

Baize raised an eyebrow: "What, not planning to make a move?"

"Make a move?" Zhou Wuyai glanced at Emperor Yongchang, who was slumped to the side, his eyes full of disappointment, "With you protecting him, this Venerable cannot kill him.

Furthermore, as you said, a great change is imminent, the Heavenly Dao Sect cannot be relied upon, and this Venerable also needs to consider himself."

As his voice fell, he suddenly raised his hand and waved, a golden Dragon Qi shot towards Emperor Yongchang, instantly sealing the sinister Dragon power within his body. Emperor Yongchang screamed, his Cultivation directly plummeted back to the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he slumped to the ground.

"Li Xiangyun," Zhou Wuyai looked at Li Xiangyun, his tone solemn, "This Venerable can overlook today's matter. But how about we put an end to past grievances here and now!"

Li Xiangyun pondered for a moment, then looked at Baize. Seeing that Baize neither nodded nor shook his head, he slowly said, "I want him dead!"

As he spoke, Li Xiangyun pointed his finger at Emperor Yongchang.

Li Xiangyun's voice was not loud, but it was firm and resolute, his finger pointing directly at Emperor Yongchang, who was slumped on the ground with a pale Face.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent, and even Zhou Wuyai was slightly startled.

He did not expect Li Xiangyun to be so resolute, showing no intention of backing down.

Emperor Yongchang was so scared his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, he scrambled and crawled to Zhou Wuyai's feet, clutching his robe hem tightly, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Old Ancestor! Save me! Your grandson knows he was wrong! Please save me! I will never dare again!"

He repeatedly kowtowed on the Void Realm, begging incessantly.

But Zhou Wuyai merely looked down at him, his eyes complex, without any response.

Seeing Zhou Wuyai's silence, Emperor Yongchang's heart grew cold. He suddenly turned to look at Li Xiangyun, his eyes full of pleading: "Li Xiangyun! No, Ice Peak True Monarch! Please spare my life!

Please... please, for Zhou Jingxing's Face! Zhou Jingxing is your disciple! He is my son! You cannot kill me!"

He seemed to have grasped the last straw, hysterically shouting Zhou Jingxing's name.

Li Xiangyun's body paused slightly when he heard the three words "Zhou Jingxing", recalling the young man who had become his disciple ten years ago for only two days before they parted.

Although they had the title of Master and disciple, there was no actual Master-disciple relationship, but the Great Zhou Dynasty's pursuit had nothing to do with him, so he still regarded Zhou Jingxing as his disciple.

However, there had to be an explanation for the people who had died because of the Great Zhou Dynasty over the past ten years, including the missing Li Xingyan.

He could not vent his anger on others, but Emperor Yongchang, as the mastermind, had to die!

Zhou Wuyai saw Li Xiangyun's determination in his eyes, and he sighed softly, his voice carrying a hint of weariness: "That child, Zhou Jingxing, has a pure Heart-Nature, quite similar to you, thankfully he is not exactly like you."

He paused, then looked at Emperor Yongchang, his eyes completely cold: "You murdered your father to seize power, and harmed others. Since that is the case, you shall die!"

Emperor Yongchang's Face changed dramatically, and he still wanted to beg, but Zhou Wuyai had already raised his hand, and a golden Dragon Qi pierced directly into his brow.

Watching Emperor Yongchang dissipate into points of light, Li Xiangyun knew that today's matter was resolved.

After all this, Zhou Wuyai looked at Li Xiangyun, his tone softening a bit: "Li Xiangyun, this Venerable has executed the mastermind behind the plot against the Li family. Past grievances are now cleared, what do you think?"

Li Xiangyun remained silent for a moment, recalling Zhou Jingxing's clear eyes, and finally nodded slowly: "Good, it shall be as Senior says. Past grievances shall vanish like smoke from now on."

"In the future, if the Great Zhou Dynasty does not offend me, I will not offend the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Zhou Wuyai nodded, said no more, turned to look at the chaotic imperial city below, and his voice echoed in all directions: "Emperor Yongchang murdered his father to seize power and was morally corrupt. This Venerable has executed him.

Effective immediately, the Great Zhou throne shall be presided over by Imperial Prince Zhou Jingxing. Any who resist shall be considered enemies of this Venerable!"

Li Xiangyun's body stiffened, and he looked at Zhou Wuyai, his expression somewhat complex, knowing that the other party intended to befriend him through this.

However, to truly go from being enemies to allies, he was still a bit unaccustomed.

Meeting Li Xiangyun's gaze, Zhou Wuyai, on the other hand, showed a benevolent smile.

In fact, he was also afraid!

It only took him ten years to go from the Late-stage Golden Core to the Late Stage Nascent Soul, and he could even fight across stages, showing no signs of instability.

What kind of Heaven-Defying talent and Heaven-Defying combat power was this?

In any case, he, Zhou Wuyai, had never seen such a thing in his thousands of years of Cultivation.

If he could kill Li Xiangyun, that would be fine, after all, no matter how Heaven-Defying a Genius was, if he didn't grow up, he was just an ant.

But the key was that he couldn't be killed!

Therefore, if not now, when would be the time to befriend him?

"Old friend, we shall meet again." So, Zhou Wuyai took one last look at Baize, then directly slipped away.

Baize looked in the direction he disappeared, and whispered: "We shall meet again."

The moment Zhou Wuyai's figure dissipated, the oppressive feeling above the imperial city completely receded.

Below, the hundred officials were first silent, then a chorus of kowtows erupted, "Respectfully seeing off Old Ancestor!" and "We respectfully obey Old Ancestor's decree!" echoed through the sky. The few imperial relatives who had harbored hopes before now turned pale, no longer daring to show any resistance.

In the crowd, Wang Ning looked in Li Xiangyun's direction, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes, surprise, and a faint, almost imperceptible wistfulness.

He did not step forward, but merely bowed silently, his figure dissolving like smoke into the shadows of the street corner, disappearing in an instant, as if he had never appeared.

And the vermilion window of the pavilion was suddenly pushed open, a figure, disregarding the surrounding gazes, stepped on the Void Realm and rushed directly towards Li Xiangyun.

Li Xiangyun subconsciously opened his arms, steadily catching the rushing figure, his nose instantly filled with a faint floral scent. "Master!" Li Hentian buried herself in his arms, her voice choked with tears, yet unable to hide the joy of reunion, "I knew you would definitely come back!"

Li Xiangyun gently patted her back, his heart full of emotion.

The little girl who always followed him around with pigtails ten years ago had now grown into a graceful young woman, slender yet with a resilient spirit. Even when crying, her shoulders were taut, much like her stubborn appearance when she stood in front of him all those years ago.

"Silly girl," he said softly, his voice unconsciously gentler, "I promised you I would come back for you, and I naturally wouldn't break my word."

Baize stood to the side, watching the two embracing, a faint smile playing on his lips. He quietly took two steps back, leaving space for them.

Li Hentian lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes red, but a long-lost smile appeared: "Master, you don't know, for the past ten years I've been Cultivating the Cultivation Technique you taught me, and now I'm also a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator! From now on, it's my turn to protect you!"

Li Xiangyun chuckled, raising his hand to ruffle her hair: "Alright, from now on, Master will rely on Hentian's protection."

The sunlight pierced through the clouds, scattering upon the two of them, and also illuminating the imperial city below.

A storm had ended, and a new chapter was slowly unfolding.