136: Chapter 136 The Crown Prince murders his father and plots to usurp the throne; the Sword Immortal uses a wine pot to purge the court of corrupt officials.

Yankang Capital, Taiji Palace.

This magnificent palace, symbolizing the supreme imperial power of Yankang Kingdom, was now filled with a nauseating, thick stench of blood.

On the white marble steps outside the hall, the corpses of the Imperial Guards and palace retainers lay scattered in disarray.

Blood gushed down the steps, and under the lashing of the torrential rain, it dyed the entire white marble plaza a stark, dazzling dark red.

Inside Taiji Palace.

The Old Emperor of Yankang Kingdom had his hair crown disheveled, and his bright yellow dragon robe was stained with mottled blood.

He slumped beside the dragon throne, clutching a sword wound on his chest that was deep enough to reveal the bone.

In those turbid old eyes, once filled with majesty, only endless fury and sorrow remained.

Standing before him was a crazed man with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes.

It was his own son, the Crown Prince of Yankang Kingdom!

"Father Emperor, you are old! You should have abdicated long ago!"

The Crown Prince gripped the dripping Emperor's Sword tightly, roaring like a madman, his features twisted like a demon:

"You have no idea what kind of monster we have provoked!

Lao Yilai has been defeated! The Great Leiyin Sect has sealed its mountains!

The hundreds of death warriors from Luoxia Valley couldn't even block a single breath of his wine! That devil Ye Xiu is about to slaughter his way into the capital!"

"I do not want to die! I am the True Son of Heaven!

As long as you, Father Emperor, hand over the Imperial Jade Seal and let me ascend the throne immediately, I will be able to legitimately mobilize the 'Imperial Dao Dragon Qi' and the Great Protective Array of Yankang Kingdom!

Only by exhausting the power of the entire nation can I stop that lunatic!"

The Old Emperor trembled with rage, pointing at the Crown Prince's nose, coughing violently, coughing up nothing but blood-stained saliva:

"Rebellious son... you beast!

It was you who provoked a deity that should not have been provoked. Now that death is at your doorstep, you actually dare to lead troops to force the palace, and even attempt to murder me!

The realm of Yankang Kingdom, even if given to a dog, will never be handed over to scum like you who betray their masters and ancestors!"

"You won't give it? Then I will take it myself!"

Upon hearing the words "death is at your doorstep," the Crown Prince's psychological defense completely collapsed.

A fierce light appeared in his eyes. He raised the Emperor's Sword with both hands and, with reckless madness, slashed down fiercely towards the Old Emperor's neck!

Patricide and usurpation, all in this split second!

However.

Just at the critical moment when the blade in the Crown Prince's hand was about to touch the Old Emperor's throat.

"BOOM!!!"

A terrifying thunderclap, as if it would overturn the entire Yankang Capital, exploded above Taiji Palace!

Immediately after, the gilded dome of Taiji Palace, which was said to be able to withstand the full strike of a Divine Bridge Realm Peak expert.

Was like fragile tofu dregs, directly and arrogantly trampled into powder by an invisible force descending from the sky!

A wild gale poured into the hall, blowing away the stench of blood that filled the room.

Accompanied by the scent of rich, mellow Western Regions liquor, which carried an oppressive feeling that made the Soul tremble, a lazy, mocking voice.

Like the whisper of the Grim Reaper, echoed eerily throughout Taiji Palace:

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Sect Leader traveled all the way to the capital, wondering how to find an excuse to kill you so that I wouldn't earn the reputation of a devil who 'slaughters the innocent indiscriminately'."

"Who would have thought, Your Highness the Crown Prince, that you would be so sensible as to perform a special act of 'Eastern Palace Patricide' for this Sect Leader?"

Hearing this voice, which seemed like a nightmare, the Crown Prince's hands holding the sword stiffened abruptly, and his blood froze completely at that moment.

He stiffly raised his head and looked up through the broken dome of the hall.

In the pitch-black, stormy night sky.

A golden and silver sun arrogantly tore through the clouds!

Ye Xiu, dressed in snow-white robes, was spotless.

He held a purple-red wine flask in one hand, with the other hand behind his back.

Like a supreme deity looking down from above, he was stepping on the Void Realm, walking step by step through the torrential rain into this hall of imperial power.

There were no stairs beneath his feet, but with every step he took, the Void Realm rippled with golden and silver, shaking the entire Yankang Imperial Palace violently.

"Ye... Ye Xiu?!"

The Crown Prince let out a shriek like a duck whose neck had been grabbed.

Terrified, he retreated repeatedly, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"You... how could you have arrived so quickly?! What about the Great Protective Array? What about the palace retainers?!"

"Great Array? Retainers?"

Ye Xiu landed in the ruins of Taiji Palace, casually pulling out the flask stopper, and took a swig of the strong liquor.

"Are you talking about that paper-thin turtle shell outside, and those few rabble who couldn't even withstand a single Sword Qi from this Sect Leader?"

Ye Xiu wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his golden and silver eyes full of mockery:

"This Sect Leader walked through the front gate, and I slaughtered them all on the way. Do you have an opinion?"

The Crown Prince collapsed completely to the ground, tears of despair mixed with cold sweat flowing wildly.

He knew Ye Xiu was strong, but he simply could not understand what Sendai Second Heaven truly meant. It was an absolute crushing of dimensions!

"Immortal! Sect Leader!"

The Old Emperor, slumped beside the dragon throne, seemed to have grasped a lifeline at this moment.

Disregarding his own severely wounded body, he actually struggled to kowtow in Ye Xiu's direction.

"Cult Leader Ye! This rebellious son, committing patricide and usurpation, is unforgivable!

As long as you kill this fiend for me today, I am willing to give half of the Yankang Kingdom treasury, no, all of it!

I will offer it all to the Heavenly Demon Sect! I am also willing to honor you as the State Preceptor of Yankang, a King with the same rank!"

The Old Emperor had lived a lifetime and knew how to assess the situation best. Facing this God of Slaughter who could crush even Lao Yilai, imperial power was nothing!

As long as he could survive, as long as he could kill this rebellious son before him, he would pay any price!

"Old Emperor, you are much smarter than this stupid son of yours."

Ye Xiu glanced at the Old Emperor and chuckled:

"However, this Sect Leader has no interest in your broken treasury and the empty title of State Preceptor.

I came here today purely to slaughter him."

Hearing this, the Crown Prince knew he had no way out.

"Ye Xiu!!!"

The Crown Prince suddenly let out a hysterical roar, and he bit his tongue tip hard.

He spat a mouthful of his essential blood onto the blue bricks of Taiji Palace and formed hand seals rapidly.

"I am the Crown Prince of Yankang! I am the one destined by Heaven! Imperial Dao Dragon Qi, gather in my body! I will perish together with you!!!"

"BOOM—!"

Accompanied by the Crown Prince's mad sacrifice, the ley lines of the entire Yankang Imperial Palace churned violently.

A five-clawed Golden Dragon of Luck, hundreds of feet long and condensed from the golden imperial Luck.

Roared as it burst from the ground and wrapped directly around the Crown Prince's body!

With the blessing of Yankang Kingdom's centuries of national destiny, the aura on the Crown Prince's body surged crazily in a short time, faintly touching the threshold of the Divine Bridge Realm!

"Die! Die for me!!!"

The Crown Prince's eyes were blood-red, like a golden human nuclear bomb, carrying the entire nation's Imperial Dao Dragon Qi, he lunged crazily towards Ye Xiu!

"Imperial Dao Dragon Qi? Destined by Heaven?"

Facing this seemingly world-destroying blow, Ye Xiu didn't even lift an eyelid. He just sneered contemptuously.

"Playing with dragons in front of this Sect Leader? You should go pee and look at yourself; does that worm on you deserve to be called a dragon?!"

The moment his voice fell.

Ye Xiu no longer suppressed the aura in his body.

"ROAR!!!"

A pure dragon roar, ten million times louder, more overbearing, and more ancient than the Golden Dragon of Luck on the Crown Prince, exploded from within Ye Xiu's body!

Immediately after, a five-clawed Pure Yang True Dragon phantom, condensed to the extreme and burning all over with Solar True Fire and Taiyi Vitality.

Soared into the sky directly behind Ye Xiu!

This was the true extreme realm of dragon transformation! This was the True Dragon Origin containing the supreme Dao!

The moment Ye Xiu's Pure Yang True Dragon appeared.

The Golden Dragon of Luck on the Crown Prince, which was originally baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, acted as if it had seen its true ancestor.

It let out an extremely human-like wail, its massive body instantly withered, trembling in fear.

"What destiny, what imperial power. In front of my Sendai Realm, they are all jokes."

Ye Xiu stood with one hand behind his back, and his other hand reached forward casually.

"CRACK!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no flashy clash of Divine Abilities.

Ye Xiu's fair palm easily penetrated that layer of so-called Imperial Dao Dragon Qi defense.

Like grabbing a chick, he precisely gripped the Crown Prince's throat!

The Crown Prince's charging figure stopped abruptly, and he was held in mid-air by Ye Xiu with one hand.

The Golden Dragon of Luck on his body was instantly burned to ashes by the Pure Yang True Fire the moment Ye Xiu's palm made contact!

"Gurgle... you..."

The Crown Prince's feet dangled in the air, struggling crazily, clutching Ye Xiu's arm tightly, his eyeballs bulging, filled with extreme fear and suffocation.

"Don't you like to conduct assassinations? Don't you like to play at using others' hands to kill?"

Ye Xiu looked down at the struggling Crown Prince in his hand, his golden and silver eyes full of cold murderous intent.

"This Sect Leader will teach you today.

In the face of absolute strength, those shady little tricks of yours are not even worth a fart."

"In your next life, remember to keep your eyes open."

"BANG!"

Ye Xiu's five fingers tightened abruptly.

A hair-raising sound of bone cracking rang out.

The arrogant and wicked Crown Prince of Yankang Kingdom didn't even have time to let out a final scream.

His neck was completely crushed, and his head hung down powerlessly.

Ye Xiu threw the Crown Prince's corpse into the ruins of Taiji Palace like throwing away trash.

"Now, it is quiet."

Ye Xiu clapped his hands, picked up the wine flask again, and took a leisurely sip.