Chapter 460: Ten Thousand Poisons Demon King? National Preceptor?

Outside the Dadian, the National Preceptor who was wandering in Tianwai suddenly sensed something and looked toward a direction.

His brows furrowed, he stared at that direction for a long time, then murmured: "Strange, just now I felt a weird qi that vanished in an instant—was it an illusion?"

At his level of cultivation, an illusion is impossible.

Then there is only one possibility: this place has a problem. The National Preceptor quietly approached, having no intention to intervene in the battle started by Sima Da and the others, nor to become their blade.

Jing Yuheng and Sima Da had already clashed; Sima Da and his cohorts, aiming to kill the Eldest Princess and the Fifth Prince, attacked frenziedly, the melee began, those soldiers rushed forward heedless of death, and at this level of cultivation, ordinary means were useless.

These soldiers were using the military's method, but before they could even start to surround and form a formation, it was broken; Jing Yuheng and the others were not fools, watching them form the formation, with such numbers and so many Strong Ones, once the formation was formed, the pressure would be immense—more than they could bear.

The White Wolf Vice Hall Master and the Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master directly attacked, one on each side, tearing apart the formation, splitting the soldiers into two halves that could not rejoin, breaking their thoughts and all their intentions.

Jing Yuheng continually fell back, holding the Eldest Princess, while the Black Dragon Guard kept replenishing—one died, another took its place; Condensed Pellet Strong Ones, at this time and place, were not strong but expendable.

Most of these people had just entered the Condensed Pellet stage, their combat power newly stabilized, and their opponents were also Condensed Pellet cultivators.

Condensed Pellet versus Condensed Pellet, the people Sima Da and his allies had secretly cultivated were not weak; each was formidable, and when they fought they ambushed from the dark—if frontal assault failed, they resorted to underhanded tactics, truly shameless.

The Black Dragon Guard's Condensed Pellet cultivators were being continuously drained; Jing Yuheng endured the anguish, for at this moment only saving the Eldest Princess mattered—if she was safe, they were safe, and every sacrifice was worthwhile.

"Your Highness, rest assured, I will definitely bring you out."

"These rebels actually want to destroy all hope of the Qi Family—hah, impossible."

Jing Yuheng would not stand by and let this happen; she absolutely would not allow it.

They were just one step away from success—how could they give up halfway?

This time entering the Wanggong, she had prepared herself for sacrifice—if not successful, then benevolent death.

For Your Highness, for their ideals, for their ambitions, success is necessary.

"Jing Yuheng, let go of Qi Ruohua."

Sima Da and his men, taking advantage of the chaos, passed through the Black Dragon Guard and rushed straight at Jing Yuheng, they would not let her leave.

Either Jing Yuheng dies, or they die.

At this point of life and death, these people would not hesitate nor hold back; having come this far, reconciliation could not resolve it.

Only slaughter, only exterminating the Qi Family's people, could give these families hope of survival.

The Eldest Princess wielded great and abundant power; once the Qihuang died and the other princes perished, she would gain even more support, making it unlikely for these families to survive.

Driven by profit, many families would take risks; to destroy them for the future and for the clan would yield more resources, and the clan's rise would only be a matter of time.

When it comes to family matters, they will surely go mad—this is crystal clear.

Only a few could sit in that position; the other princes are dead, Qi Ruohua is the most hopeful—if they hadn't gone down a dark path, they would also want to betray their allies.

Too bad, it won't work.

Bai Potian blocked in front of Jing Yuheng and coldly said: "Jing Yuheng, this is as far as you go."

Wang Chu stood in the high sky, sealing the heavens: "Qi Ruohua must die."

Zhang Dongguo slowly passed through the Black Dragon Guard, holding in his hand the head of a slain Black Dragon Guard, which he casually tossed to the ground.

His body stained with much blood, along the way he had killed many.

"Jing Yuheng, be sensible, hand over Qi Ruohua, and I can guarantee you won't die."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless—when the time comes, whether it's you or your family, you will be destroyed because of your actions today."

Threat

Jing Yuheng doesn't care, but what about her family behind her?

What about her relatives? Jing Yuheng is not alone.

"Hmph, Zhang Dongguo and you lot, wanting to kill Your Highness? Impossible—unless you step over my corpse."

She could never let go of the Eldest Princess.

At such a time, we share honor together and share loss together.

"White Wolf, Azure Dragon, are you still going to watch the show?"

The White Wolf Vice Hall Master gave a bitter smile, lightly leapt, and landed beside Jing Yuheng.

The Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master was the same; they had already made their decision and would not change it.

Even if they changed their minds at this point, they would be killed.

No one likes fence-sitters; these families are extremely ruthless, and the White Wolf and Azure Dragon know this all too well.

Compared to those families, they trust Jing Yuheng more and trust the Eldest Princess more.

"Jing Yuheng, don't panic, we've arrived."

"We are the Eldest Princess's people—how could we abandon her?"

The two stared at Sima Da and his group, scoffing: "Sima Da, Wang Chu, Bai Potian, Zhang Dongguo, you've gone too far—this battle, the Eldest Princess has won; you'd better not be so shameless."

"Following the rules, do you want to go back on your word?"

Hearing this, Sima Da pointed at the Eldest Princess Qi Ruohua and coldly laughed: "We haven't gone back on our word—the Fifth Prince is still alive, so how can you say Qi Ruohua has won?"

"This struggle for the heir has not ended yet."

"If the Eldest Princess dies, the Fifth Prince will be the future emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty; we are merely clearing threats for him in advance."

"A mere woman, too dangerous—her existence threatens the Fifth Prince's safety."

"And you—don't be obstinate; the Fifth Prince is the Son of Heaven, she, Qi Ruohua, is merely a princess, impossible to become emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty."

The White Wolf and Azure Dragon exchanged a glance, shook their heads—it seemed they could not reach an agreement.

The Fifth Prince's existence gave them an excuse.

At this moment they wanted to kill the Fifth Prince, but they knew killing him would be useless.

These people will find other reasons and excuses; they merely want to kill the Eldest Princess.

"Then enough talk—let strength speak."

"Hmph," Sima Da scoffed: "Strength? Before long, everyone inside and outside the Wanggong will be ours—you're just turtles in a jar."

Bai Lang, Cang Long, if you're sensible, you'd better abandon darkness and embrace light; we won't hold past grudges.

Otherwise, don't blame us for pursuing your problem.