6: Are you the only one who is born with talent?

Many gazes, filled with complex emotions, turned towards the figure in the center.

Zhenyang Prince, Martial Universe Qiankun.

With six masters attacking simultaneously, he remained unresponsive, sitting still as if awaiting execution.

Is he dead?

This thought echoed in the minds of the entire court, including the Emperor, including Wu Yinyao, and even Meng Yun himself.

He hadn't felt much when he killed Martial Universe Qiankun with a single strike, but these so-called six masters were, after all, only After Heaven Peak...

Whether they would succeed was still unknown.

Thoughts raced, time flew by in a flash.

"Cough, cough cough..."

A light cough, like a silver vase shattering.

Who? Who was coughing?

Amidst the surprise, a powerful voice came:

"Imperial Brother, is this your way of treating guests?"

Martial Universe Qiankun remained still, but a sword shot out, carrying the sword master with it, and impaled him firmly against a palace pillar.

Blood stained the crimson paint even deeper and more vivid.

No one spoke, a strange silence fell.

"Is that all the magnanimity you possess?"

He casually pointed, and the axe master flew backward, spewing a mist of blood.

"Go together, don't hold back!" A few master guards, seeing the situation was dire, also rushed forward and launched their attacks.

Then they too were sent flying backward.

There was no longer any doubt.

He was a Heaven Realm expert.

At least, a being capable of fighting a thousand.

Martial Universe Qiankun had already stood up.

He grabbed the red-tasseled spear, impaling one person with it. That person was Luo Mian's temporary master.

He threw him to the ground casually, his fate unknown.

"Imperial Brother, I'm sure you're tired of sitting in that position. Why don't you write an abdication decree, announce it to the world, and pass the throne to me?" Martial Universe Qiankun's tone was sincere, as if discussing.

With another palm strike, he sent a master flying. He strode like a dragon and walked like a tiger, moving towards the golden imperial hall.

His words and actions were clearly two extremes.

This was a rational madman!

The entire court, facing the overwhelming killing intent as if confronting a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, not a single person dared to step forward?

Where were the vows of loyalty to the Emperor now?

Pah! A bunch of scumbags!

"How dare you! How dare you commit insubordination and assassinate the Emperor! You are courting death!"

Countless surprised gazes followed the voice; it was Meng Yun who spoke!

He was too bold!

Was he tired of living?

Even Wu Yinyao looked at Meng Yun with an expression of utter shock.

But this time, she would absolutely not allow Meng Yun to die before her eyes!

Never!

Upon hearing this, Martial Universe Qiankun's advancing steps indeed halted.

He turned his head and looked at the young man who had given him a 'welcome' before even entering the city:

"Minister Meng? Why don't you pledge allegiance to me? How about becoming my Prime Minister then?"

"Stop spouting nonsense!" Meng Yun spoke righteously: "My loyalty to His Majesty is as clear as the sun and moon!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to cup his hands towards the person at the top of the golden imperial hall.

Martial Universe Qiankun found the lines somewhat familiar, but he didn't care that Meng Yun was plagiarizing his idea.

"Hmm..." Martial Universe Qiankun turned his body: "If that's the case, then I'll just have to dig out your heart and let the sun and moon examine it."

"If it's real, I'll put it back for you, don't worry."

Truly reassuring.

Saying that, he unhurriedly took steps, heading straight for Meng Yun.

[Facing Martial Universe Qiankun's coercion of the Emperor, you acted righteously and embraced death. With a trump card up your sleeve, you attempted to gain a significant amount of favor from the Emperor.]

[But you didn't expect Wu Yinyao to spread her arms and shield you.]

"To kill Meng Yun, you'll have to step over my corpse first!" Wu Yinyao's pretty face was icy cold, her body trembling, but she stubbornly stood in front of Meng Yun.

How painful could death be?

Could it be even a fraction of the heart-wrenching pain she experienced in her dreams, making it impossible to breathe?

She never wanted to experience that kind of pain again.

So, death, come what may.

Meng Yun was stunned.

He hadn't anticipated that Wu Yinyao, who had mercilessly killed him in the previous simulation, would actually step forward this time, facing a Heaven Realm expert with an After Heaven Peak body.

Meng Yun was fearless because he knew he wouldn't truly die.

But what about Wu Yinyao? Why was she doing this?

Wasn't death terrifying?

Then why wasn't she afraid?

"Really, foolish woman..." As he muttered this in his heart, all his past resentment towards her now vanished like smoke.

Let yesterday be undone, now you are before my eyes.

"Want to be a pair of desperate lovers? If this is my niece's dying wish, as your uncle, I will naturally fulfill it." Martial Universe Qiankun's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly extended a palm.

The aura of death began to permeate the air.

Unconsciously, Meng Yun's arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist.

"Silly girl..."

In the previous simulation, embraces of this extent numbered in the thousands, if not tens of thousands.

But this intimate gesture was the first in this simulation.

Wu Yinyao's heart felt warm, and death held no fear for her.

At most, they would die together!

"Yinyao!" This was the Emperor's voice, filled with alarm.

"It's over..." This thought echoed in the minds of many.

"Everyone is finished..."

It was just a matter of who went first.

"Hey, if you don't act now, I'll really be dead, buddy."

Meng Yun's voice suddenly rang out.

Time seemed to freeze.

But who could still save them?

Was he bluffing?

Martial Universe Qiankun was about to mock him when he felt his body stiffen, and then he slowly lowered his head.

A silver spear tip, stained with a trace of crimson, protruded from his chest.

Damn it, when did this happen...

Feeling his Heaven Realm true qi sealed and the vitality rapidly draining from his body, even as a Heaven Realm expert, Martial Universe Qiankun's heart was now filled with overwhelming fear.

"No, no, no, this is impossible..."

"I'm a Heaven Realm expert, haha, a Heaven Realm expert!!"

"Meng Yun, you're so smart, you must know, I'm a Heaven Realm expert, how could I die, huh?"

His powerful physique allowed him to remain alive even with a completely ruptured heart.

Meng Yun's face was expressionless as he once again shielded Wu Yinyao behind him:

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to pull it out for you?"

Martial Universe Qiankun gasped for breath, his Heaven Realm true qi locked. At this moment, apart from his tenacious physical body, he was no different from a half-century-old man.

"W-why, why is there still a Heaven Realm expert?" Martial Universe Qiankun mumbled repeatedly, as if he would die with his eyes wide open if he didn't understand this question.

"If you can, why can't others?" Meng Yun shook his head: "As expected of Zhenyang Prince, even your cultivation is so overbearing."

"No... impossible..." Martial Universe Qiankun seemed not to hear, still muttering: "The human limit is After Heaven Peak. This is proof that they have been here. No one can break through to Heaven Realm except me, no one..."

Meng Yun was stunned.

He thought that after eliminating Zhenyang Prince, this dungeon would have a joyous ending, and he would find an excuse to die and escape, ending it.

Huh?

There's still a boss?

Seeing Martial Universe Qiankun's breaths growing shallower, Meng Yun grabbed his armor and asked, discussing:

"Don't die yet, okay?!

Who are 'they'?

Why do you say only you can break through to Heaven Realm?"

"Because, because..." Martial Universe Qiankun took a breath, his eyes suddenly turning red:

"Hahahahahahaha, I won't tell you, I won't tell you. After I'm gone, you'll be the next one, hahahahahahahahaha!"

Martial Universe Qiankun laughed for a while, then breathed his last.

Unnoticed by anyone, a wisp of crimson, decaying aura drilled out from his eyes and directly entered Meng Yun's body.

"Achoo!" Meng Yun sneezed.

"Using too much of the Qimen Dunjia secret art, my body is getting weaker and weaker..." he muttered to himself.

[You used the Qimen Dunjia secret art to help Luo Mian glimpse the heavenly secrets, breaking through from After Heaven Peak and stepping into the Heaven Realm in one fell swoop, but your body's immunity has dropped to its lowest point, and you might be infected by something.]

[You have recently become sleepy and thirsty.]

[After slaying Martial Universe Qiankun, his army was reorganized and reformed. You plundered a copy of the "Blood Demon Divine Art," and a hunch told you that this was definitely related to Martial Universe Qiankun's drastic change in temperament and his rebellion.]

[Unexpectedly, Wu Yinyao ordered Luo Mian to personally execute Wu He, Martial Universe Qiankun's son. Luo Mian didn't understand why, but he obeyed the princess's order.]

[Luo Mian felt physically and mentally refreshed, and his Heaven Realm cultivation advanced.]

[You claimed to be ill in bed, and surprisingly, no one visited you except Wu Yinyao and Luo Mian.]

[You, Wu Yinyao, and Luo Mian studied the "Blood Demon Divine Art," but couldn't grasp its essence and gave up in frustration.]

[You were reassigned as the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, but you felt that the Emperor had distanced himself from you. Perhaps it was because you indirectly caused his impropriety in the hall, or perhaps your achievements overshadowed him, or more likely because your brother Luo Mian is the only Heaven Realm expert in the world.]

[One night half a month later, you felt an unbearable thirst. You went to the kitchen, drank a large bowl of water, but were still parched.]

[You set your eyes on the fresh beef the chef hadn't processed yet.]

[You devoured it ravenously, feeling a great sense of satisfaction in your heart.]

[Without any martial arts foundation, you broke through to the After Heaven Initial Realm in one go.]

Meng Yun looked at the mangled beef on the cutting board and gradually came back to his senses.

He crouched beside the slop bucket, frantically gagging himself, trying to vomit out the raw meat.

[You felt an unprecedented panic. You felt that you were being assimilated by something.]