Chapter 115

An entire day had already passed since the disciples of the three great academies had left the secret realm!

Heavenly Thunder Child! Break the seal of Lord Ji Heng's body and come out! What was worse was that the son of the marshal had lost his life in the secret plane!

Many shocking news spread throughout the city!

This caused a huge undercurrent to surge within the capital!

Whether it was the civil officials in the imperial court, or the people with ulterior motives in the three academies, they all hoped that the Marshal Mansion would have no successors! The sun was waning! It was no longer as glorious as it was back then. It gradually declined and died!

However, a few days ago, Jiang Huan, the trash of the past, had suddenly risen to prominence! There were even rumors of terrifying battle achievements in the Limitless Temple! How could he not make some people resentful!

However, in the end, it was still a fleeting flower! In the end, the third young master of the Marshal's Mansion was still in the secret plane with his life on the line!

No one could stop the Marshal Mansion from dying!

Forbidden palace!

There were a total of 108 pavilions! It stood tall and majestic! Row after row! An orderly arrangement! It was a display of the majesty of the royal family! Inviolable!

Traveling along the white jade road that was three hundred meters wide and three thousand meters long, one could see that the front of the Dragon Palace was eight meters wide! There was a total of 999 steps in the white jade staircase!

On each step, there were two golden-armored, golden-armored, and saber-wielding guards standing to the left and right! Protect the door of the Dragon Hall!

As for the Dragon Hall! The temple! 986 doors of the golden palace!

Within the hall! It was a huge space, filled with sculptures and paintings! Golden splendor! The golden dragons of the four pillars occupied the sky, exuding an overbearing aura!

In front of him, there were two gigantic Immortal-Cloud Crane spirit cauldrons at the very top of the main stage!

The civil and military officials on the stage were divided into four ranks! Third row of the class! First class! From this, it could be seen that the Da Qi Kingdom was losing its position as a general!

Shang Shu Province's Shang Shu Shang Shu Ling, Ouyang Fei, and Zhongshu Province's Zhong Shu Ling Ji Ting Jin were the top two of this group!

Ouyang Fei's expression was as calm as ever! He lowered his eyes and smiled humbly.

As for Ji Ting, who was at the top of the other group! He was in his forties or fifties with long black and white hair that was meticulously arranged. His face was solemn! A seven foot tall slender figure was dressed in an official robe that was made of cranes. This figure appeared very capable and spirited. At a glance, it seemed to be very refined and extraordinary!

However, the officials in the surroundings could clearly feel the terrifying aura that was being emitted from Ji Ting's body. Nobody dared to underestimate him! It was a terrifying killing intent! It was hard to hide! Only a person walking out of the ten thousand corpses would have such an imposing aura!

One of the five god slaying gods, the "Shaving Sword", Ji Ting Jin, indeed lived up to his name!

What's more, he was someone who dared to engage the marshal of the empire, the leader of the army, Jiang Zhenfeng, in a hand-to-hand fight! How terrifying!

The crowd couldn't help but slowly move away from him!

At this moment, a young eunuch called out in a high-pitched voice from outside the hall.

"The imperial court!"

Smell it! Everyone quickly crawled on the ground! No one dared to look up!

The civil and military officials were shouting in unison.

"Long live our Emperor! Long live! "Long live!"

And above them! Above the stage! Above the Crane Spirit Cauldron!

One was eight feet wide! A golden dragon throne that was at least eight feet tall was placed on top! Under the rays of the sun! It was shining with a golden light! His aura was extraordinary!

He was about thirty to forty years old, with long black hair tied up under a golden crown. His fair face was somewhat sickly, and right now, he was supporting his cheek with one hand as he leaned to the side, revealing a casual smile. His sword-like brows were slightly raised, and his eyes were tightly shut, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

This man was the Emperor of the Da Qi Kingdom, long live the present day! Ji Ao!

The tyrannical dragon aura continuously rippled out from Ji Ao's body, causing his red and gold dragon robe to slightly flap in the wind, causing some of the lower ranked officials to tremble in fear as cold sweat dripped down their bodies.

A middle-aged eunuch wearing a red robe and a black crown stood beside the emperor.

The middle-aged eunuch's pale face did not have a single strand of black hair, and his pair of almond-shaped eyes were closed from beginning to end. A faint smile hung on the corners of his lips, and he bent his horsetail whisk to the left, distancing himself from the Lord Eternal Rest; this was etiquette.

This person was none other than the etiquette supervisor, palm-print eunuch, and the Minister of Imperial Household He Anxi!

He An Xi has served the Lord of Ten Thousand Years since he was a child, and was loved by the Lord of Ten Thousand Years. He could be considered a close person to the Lord of Ten Thousand Years.

He An Xi shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Rise!" There was a morning performance! The curtain will not be drawn back at all! "

As soon as he finished speaking! The officials got up, but they didn't dare to look up to avoid bumping into him!

At this moment, Ouyang Fei nodded at an elder with a goatee.

The old man walked out of the crowd and knelt on the ground and said.

"This official has a copy of the Minister of Rites, Chen Jin!"

Hearing that, the emperor, Ji Ao, did not move as if he was really asleep. On the other hand, He Anxi had long since gotten used to it and continued speaking.

"Yes!"

"Understood!" The goatee Chen Jin replied.

Then he continued.

"This subject wants to participate in one of the books of the nation's marshal Jiang Zhenfeng!" The third young master of the Marshal's Mansion, Jiang Huan, was trapped in a secret plane; it was unknown whether he was dead or alive! Jiang Zhenfeng had a fiery temper! His personality was strange! It was hard to guarantee that he wouldn't send troops to the Mysterious Realm this time! The soldiers under the feet of the Son of Heaven were ambushed! This was a taboo! "The dragon's might that's the easiest to collide with His Majesty!"

"Therefore, this subject dares to ask Your Majesty to issue an imperial edict!" He would strip the army of three hundred thousand soldiers from Jiang Zhenfeng! Demoted to view! Just in case! "

As soon as he finished! On the Dragon Throne, the emperor Ji Ao suddenly opened his eyes! A bright light shot out from his eyes!

Chen Jin accidentally raised his head and looked Ji Ao in the eye! This glance did not matter! He felt as if the top of his head had exploded, and his ears were buzzing! He retreated three steps in succession, his entire body drenched in cold sweat!

From above, Ji Ao slowly said.

"Has Jiang Zhenfeng been deployed?"

Upon hearing these words, Chen Jin suppressed the dizziness he felt and hurriedly laid on the ground, trembling as he replied.

"Go back to Your Majesty!" Not yet! This subject wishes to be on guard against any mishap, but at the same time, it could be said that this subject is preparing for a rainy day for His Majesty! "

Ji Ao glared at him.

"Anything else?"

"Ugh …" None... "There's nothing else!" Chen Jin stammered in reply.

Ji Ao slightly smiled and suddenly shouted!

"Withdraw!"