Your daughter was possessed by an evil spirit, or was it done by your son?

Inside the Imperial Palace.

Chu Xinghe glanced outside.

"The time is almost right."

After Chu Xinghe finished speaking, he took Feng Dazhuang and hid.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The palace room suddenly darkened.

A figure suddenly darted in.

Feng Zhiyu, dressed in a night suit and disguised, looked like a man.

"Who's there?"

The Emperor spoke.

Ye Wuxin became vigilant.

Seeing no trace of Feng Dazhuang, Feng Zhiyu's expression changed.

"Where is Feng Dazhuang?"

"Hand him over, or Great Yan will change masters today."

Feeling the blade at his neck.

The Emperor's face showed panic.

"Who are you?"

"How could you possibly break into the Imperial Palace?"

Feng Zhiyu scoffed, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Those trash can stop me?"

"Don't stall for time. That Immortal Master had better not interfere, or he will surely die."

The Emperor's expression constantly changed.

"You are from Great Jin, aren't you?"

Feng Zhiyu was about to say no, but then she suddenly thought that saying she was from Great Jin was not bad either.

At least it would let others know that there were still powerful cultivators in Great Jin.

Perhaps it could also invisibly deter many people.

"So what if I am? You destroyed Great Jin, killed our citizens, and plundered our land. You deserve to die."

The Emperor suddenly laughed after hearing that.

"Then kill me. What are you waiting for?"

"The blade is in your hand now. Kill me!"

A flicker of light shone in The Emperor's eyes; it would be best if he could be killed.

Everything could then proceed smoothly.

Feng Zhiyu looked at the madness in The Emperor's eyes.

She secretly thought, 'This is bad.'

The Emperor could not die yet.

Moreover, if The Emperor died by her hand.

The mission would not be completed either.

Chu Xinghe, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene.

He thought for a while and then laughed.

There were truly not so many restrictions when dealing with him back then.

But it could only be said that the Chu Xinghe of back then was willing to cooperate.

Otherwise, it wasn't as if there was no other way.

Feng Zhiyu struck, knocking out The Emperor and Ye Wuxin.

These two did not care about their lives.

Someone in this Imperial Palace would always care.

She just needed to find Feng Dazhuang and take them away.

Looking at Feng Zhiyu walking out.

Chu Xinghe just shook his head.

[Master, were we two calculated by this thing back then?]

[I thought this person was so powerful, but it turns out to be just a silver spearhead, a mere show.]

[I always felt that something was strange about what happened back then. How could Master, being so smart, be calculated?]

"System, back then, he threatened me with Wanyin."

[That's right, such a person uses insidious methods.]

[Plus, he never appeared, catching people off guard.]

[No wonder Master fell for it.]

Chu Xinghe did not speak.

Fortunately, he had bluffed his way through.

[So, what does Master plan to do?]

"Since she is happy to frame others, of course, I will frame her."

"How could a nineteen-year-old girl Cultivate to the Half-step Land Immortal Realm?"

"She must have been possessed by an evil spirit. As for who did it, it was, of course, that remnant."

"The timing is almost right."

Chu Xinghe looked outside.

At this moment, the Imperial Palace outside was brightly lit.

Rows of soldiers appeared.

Feng Zhiyu was fearless, and even looked at these people with disdain in her eyes.

"Where is Feng Dazhuang?"

After speaking, an Aura as deep as an abyss was released.

"Release Your Majesty, Third Highness."

Just then, a voice also rang out from afar.

The First Prince, the Second Prince, and many people from the imperial harem ran over.

Each had their own motives.

"Release Imperial Father, or you will surely die."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

A Spiritual Qi-formed blade suddenly pierced the First Prince's leg.

"Anyone who dares to talk nonsense will surely die."

Just then, the sound of applause rang out.

The crowd parted, making way.

Chu Xinghe was carrying Feng Dazhuang.

Feng Zhiyu became nervous.

This Immortal Master was not so easy to deal with.

"Hand Feng Dazhuang over to me."

Chu Xinghe's lips curled up.

"Stop acting."

Feng Zhiyu didn't understand what that meant.

The unconscious Ye Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes.

He broke free from his restraints and left with The Emperor.

Feng Zhiyu was stunned.

She looked at Ye Wuxin in disbelief.

How could he have such powerful strength?

Her gaze turned to Chu Xinghe, and the killing intent in her eyes was released.

This person had ruined her plans time and again.

"Why are you so careless? You should make other preparations when saving someone."

"Someone suddenly went missing from the prison, and a thief appeared in the Imperial Palace."

Feng Zhiyu's heart was in a panic.

She had originally thought that the matter could be resolved quickly.

She just needed to take Feng Dazhuang out.

Then she would return to the Heavenly Prison.

To avoid suspicion.

After Feng Dazhuang was out, there would definitely be other preparations to rescue them.

She still couldn't walk in front of everyone.

Feng Zhiyu secretly thought she had been too careless.

Before, resolving these matters had always been very easy.

This time, too, she had felt there would be no difficulties.

A perfectly good hand had been played terribly.

"Feng Zhiyu, how long do you plan to hide?"

At this moment, Chu Xinghe suddenly spoke.

Feng Zhiyu heard Chu Xinghe call out her name.

Her heart was filled with fear.

She subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Behind her, soldiers were escorting people forward.

It was precisely those people from Marquis Zhenwu's Residence.

"You really are careless, not even hiding them properly."

Feng Zhiyu's face turned grim.

"Take off your mask. What's there to hide?"

Feng Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, then removed her mask.

She returned to her original appearance.

"In the end, your skill is superior."

After Feng Zhiyu finished speaking, a powerful force suddenly erupted.

Her entire being was like a burning sun.

A huge fireball crushed towards Chu Xinghe.

Chu Xinghe reached out to block it.

Feng Zhiyu transformed into an afterimage and left with Original identity of Feng Shaoyang.

Chu Xinghe's eyes flickered.

With a casual wave, it was as if heavenly might had descended.

Several streaks of thunderous power flashed across the sky, striking directly down.

Feng Zhiyu let out a muffled groan, forcefully taking Original identity of Feng Shaoyang away.

Chu Xinghe was happy in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

It's good that she ran; running will solidify the crime.

Now, she is severely injured and can't run far.

There's only one place she can go.

Marquis Dingguos Residence.

Feng Dazhuang had not yet recovered from the shock of his daughter's strength.

Even the other people from Marquis Zhenwu's Residence could not hide their astonishment.

When did their sister, a young lady who didn't like to Cultivate, gain such strength?

They couldn't understand.

Chu Xinghe looked at them and scoffed.

"You still think she's your daughter?"

"Your daughter died a long time ago, and she was killed by your third son."

Marquis Zhenwu's wife subconsciously refused.

"Impossible, Shaoyang is not that kind of person."

Chu Xinghe shook his head.

"Beyond saving."

"Do you know why I appeared?"

At this moment, Chu Xinghe suddenly asked another question.

Feng Dazhuang and the others were puzzled.

"Because your daughter was already Possessed by a demonic evil, and it was your son who personally did it."

Chu Xinghe's strength suddenly erupted.

Everyone felt the heavens and earth collapse, and the surrounding Void Realm constantly shattered.

After experiencing this scene, the people present had horror in their eyes.

"The one who performed the Possession was a demonic evil that was sealed by the Immortal Sect back then, but it was opened and released by your son, allowing the demonic evil to Possess your daughter."