In the imperial city, a storm beast galloped over, hovered in the sky, and then fell in front of the palace in the imperial city.
This storm beast is a fourth-level holy beast, and it is extremely rare in the entire Great Ming Kingdom. It would be nice to have one or two.
On the back of the storm beast, however, stood a man in white, handsome in appearance, with lightning-like eyes, revealing an evil spirit.
"Who is so bold, dare to break into the imperial city!" The guards in the palace rushed over and surrounded the storm beast.
However, the Storm Beast just exhaled, and a huge storm was formed, sweeping away all the guards.
"Yes...it's His Royal Highness the Second Prince!" The guard leader finally saw the appearance of the man in white, and immediately fell to his knees in fright, "Meet Your Highness!"
"His Royal Highness is back..." Everyone was shocked and fell to their knees.
The second prince, Sikong Yun, once represented the legendary existence of the younger generation of the Ming Dynasty. Before Lin Yi, he was the absolute number one genius warrior.
Sikong Yun jumped off the storm beast and walked directly into the palace.
"His Royal Highness the Second Prince is back..."
Everyone exclaimed.
The news quickly spread throughout the imperial city, and those forces that were about to make a move immediately stopped their actions and waited and watched.
Sikong Yun stepped into the main hall, looked up at the middle-aged man in the golden dragon robe on the throne, "Boy, pay homage to Father!"
However, Sikong Yun did not kneel down, nor did his tone show the slightest respect, he just stepped into the palace step by step, looking straight at Sikong Xuanyuan.
Sikong Xuanyuan's hair was all white, and he was sitting powerlessly on the dragon chair. He had lost his former majesty, and his expression was very lonely. He only had a pair of pale eyes staring at Sikong Yun, "Yun'er, it's just in time for you to come back!"
Sikong Yun smiled faintly, "Father, you are tired and look not in good spirits. I wonder what Yun'er can do for Father!"
Sikong Xuanyuan's eyes moved, and he shot a look of resentment, "Yun'er, go and help me kill that traitor Lin Yi, as long as I kill him, I will pass on the status to you!"
Sikong Yun took another two steps forward, "That useless Lin Yi, I will kill him sooner or later to avenge my father!"
Sikong Xuanyuan laughed loudly, "Okay! He is indeed my favorite son, Sikong Xuanyuan, haha..."
Sikong Yun smiled coldly, and said again: "However, father, you are too tired to support this throne at all, why not pass this position on to your child now!"
Sikong Xuanyuan's complexion changed drastically, and he trembled all over. Looking into Sikong Yun's eyes, he saw a trace of cruelty and arrogance, exactly the same as when he was young!
"Bold, how dare you utter wild words to His Majesty in the hall, you are plotting treason!" The old eunuch next to Sikong Xuanyuan angrily rebuked.
Sikong Yun raised his head, frowned, and with a movement of his finger, he shot out a force, which shot into the old eunuch's body and exploded immediately.
The whole hall was filled with the smell of blood, and the maids and eunuchs were all frightened and collapsed to the ground.
"You want to kill me?" Sikong Xuanyuan is such a smart person, he has already felt the killing intent on Sikong Yun.
"Father, you have become a useless person, why bother to support it so hard, let go of what needs to be let go!" As he said, Sikong Yun had already pulled out a silver moon hook sword from his hand, and walked towards Sikong Xuanyuan slowly.
"Nizi!" Sikong Xuanyuan slapped the dragon chair hard with his palm, roaring.
Swish! Sikong Yun drew out the sword without hesitation, and with a puff, the blade of the sword slashed across Sikong Xuanyuan's neck, cutting it off flatly, the head stopped for a moment, and then rolled unwillingly to the ground, leaving bloodstains all over the place.
Sikong Xuanyuan's body was also hit by Sikong Yun's palm, and the force of the explosion wandered around, and finally exploded with a bang, turning it into a blood mist.
In the palace, those maids and eunuchs almost fainted from fright.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty!" Wen Renshi came from the apse, and just seeing this scene, she collapsed on the ground in shock. No matter how powerful she was in the past, she was still attached to Sikong Xuanyuan.
Once Sikong Xuanyuan died, Wenrenshi was just a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken.
Sikong Yun chuckled, sat on the dragon chair, and glanced coldly at the hall. Sikong Yun had been waiting for this scene for many years.
"You..." Wen Renshi slumped on the ground, pointing at Sikong Yun, unable to utter a word.
Sikong Yun sneered, and rushed out suddenly, flashing in front of Wenrenshi, stretched out his hand and pinched Wenrenshi's chin, not to mention Wenrenshi's vicious heart, this face is the best in life.
Sikong Yun picked up his fingers, and secretly activated a force, which directly shattered the thick cloak on Wen Renshi's body, exposing the shoulders of his upper body, his flesh like snow.
Wen Renshi had a terrified expression on his face, "You killed...killed..."
The corner of Sikong Yun's mouth twitched, and he slapped Wen Ren's face fiercely, "Baby maid, dare to talk to this emperor like this, do you want to be exterminated by the nine clans!"
Wen Renshi gritted his teeth, "Your Majesty!"
"Haha..." Sikong Yun laughed twice, grabbed Wen Renshi, and said, "Take me to the blood pool, I know you have the key!"
The Blood Pond is Sikong Xuanyuan's secret training place, except for Sikong Xuanyuan, no one else can enter it at all, even if Wenrenshi has the key, he has never entered it.
"Yes!" Wen Renshi dared not resist, and led Sikong Yun into the apse, to a room in Sikong Xuanyuan, and opened a secret door on the wall.
Inside the secret door was a passage, Wen Renshi brought Sikong Yun in, opened three thick stone doors in a row, and finally entered a huge stone room.
In the center of the stone room is a pool of blood. The water in the pool is condensed by fresh blood, exuding a strong and strange smell of blood.
This pool of blood probably existed for hundreds of years, and it was the place where Sikong Xuanyuan practiced alone. It was essentially a spiritual field, but it exuded the aura of violence and killing.
Sikong Xuanyuan cultivated here, and his cultivation base could skyrocket, and the hostility on his body would also become heavier and more bloodthirsty.
"Notify all the generals and ministers in the imperial city that the emperor will officially ascend the throne in one month. If anyone dares to disobey, he will be killed!" Sikong Yun said coldly, "I think you should know what to do. Well done, you will still be queen in the future!"
Wen Renshi nodded tremblingly, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
"go out!"
Wen Ren walked out tremblingly, but Sikong Yun jumped up and jumped into the pool of blood. Severe pain swept through his body, causing Sikong Yun to let out a shrill roar!
Sikong Xuanyuan usually practiced just beside the blood pool, absorbing the spiritual power in it, but Sikong Yun was even more crazy, jumping directly into the blood pool, turning himself into a monster!
