Chapter 567: Long Live! Long Live!

"Regret?"

Qin Jian lowered his hands, looked at Xue Beng on the ground, and said, "Tell me, what else have you prepared?"

Xue Beng stared at him like a vicious wolf, his voice mocking: "Since you dare to gather a crowd for a trial in front of the Imperial Palace, I wonder if you have taken any safety measures?"

Qin Jian looked confused: "It's not like we're firing cannons in front of the Imperial Palace, why would I need safety measures?"

Xue Beng: "?"

"You'll know once you go to the Imperial Palace and take a look!" he said coldly.

Qin Jian looked around: "Then let us see what this Fourth Prince has done, shall we?"

Everyone nodded.

They swarmed in and then swarmed out; in truth, no one really cared whether Xue Ye lived or died...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Just as the Judgment Group Spirit Masters were escorting Xue Beng to the front of the Imperial Palace, it was as if they had stepped on a landmine; nearly a thousand Spirit Masters suddenly emerged around the entire square, their various colored Soul Rings lighting up, surrounding the tens of thousands of civilians in the area.

"Xue Beng! You are actually attacking civilians within the Imperial City?!"

Xue Qinghe instantly realized what was happening.

"If you hadn't been planning to move against me, how would I have done this?!"

Xue Beng roared loudly: "Let me go! Let me leave! They naturally won't make things difficult for the civilians! Otherwise, I can at least take ten thousand people with me to the grave!"

"Whoosh!"

The ordinary people who were watching the spectacle only then realized what was happening, and the crowd suddenly became restless.

But if anyone tried to rush out, they would be mercilessly beaten back by those Spirit Masters; many were injured as a result, and subsequently, no one dared to move again, only able to cast hopeful gazes toward Qin Jian and his group.

"Qin Jian, don't you claim to represent the interests of the vast majority of civilians? So, what about now?"

Xue Beng laughed heartily: "Are you determined to capture me? Or will you let me go for their sake?!"

His expression tightened, and he said coldly: "I'm telling you! Open schemes are good, but they are limited by the means used! This is where your weakness lies!"

Qin Jian nodded, his expression calm: "You are right, I cannot use such shameless methods as you, but being like this, don't even think about gaining the recognition of the ordinary people of the Heaven Dou Empire again."

"When one is about to lose their life, who cares about recognition or not!"

Xue Beng said in a chilling voice: "Are you going to let me go or not?!"

"Go, if you want to leave, then leave."

Qin Jian waved his hand, and the Spirit Masters holding Xue Beng released him.

"You... you are really just letting me go like this?"

The surprise came too suddenly; Xue Beng was a bit unable to process it.

"What? You're free to go, yet you're not running?"

Qin Jian said indifferently: "After something like this has happened, you will definitely never have another chance to interfere with the power of the Heaven Dou Empire; so what if I let you go? I don't think you will cause any trouble. Of course, the most important thing is..."

He turned his head to look at Dugu Bo and said: "Since you have already used such threats, yet you still didn't have the Poison Douluo threaten all the citizens of the city with poison, I suppose you still have some bottom line."

Dugu Bo gave a cold snort: "Even if he asked, I wouldn't do the deed of poisoning innocent people in a city. I am an Honorary Elder, not a subordinate."

"Mm, it's better not to do such unconscionable things," Qin Jian smiled slightly.

Dugu Bo always felt he was implying something, but didn't know what it meant.

"Hmph, since you really intend to let me go, then... goodbye!"

Xue Beng no longer hesitated and took off running; although his strength was only that of a Soul Ancestor, he still ran quite fast.

"Follow me!"

He roared at the private soldiers surrounding the civilians, and those Spirit Masters began to gather around him in an orderly fashion; it seemed that in his ten-plus years of accumulation, he had also hidden a group of forces loyal to him.

"Qin Jian! Xue Qinghe! I will return one day! Just you wait!"

As luck would have it, he added this bit of harsh talk.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jian's eyes narrowed: "This, I cannot tolerate!"

"Judgment Army!"

With his cold shout, the Judgment Hall Spirit Masters, who had remained motionless until now, said in unison: "Present!"

"Swoosh!"

The Silver Dragon Spear descended, carrying massive Sword Qi, and Qin Jian said only one word: "Kill!"

"Yes!"

In an instant, all the Judgment Army soldiers raised their spears and charged in the direction Xue Beng was fleeing.

"Qin Jian! You don't keep your word! Didn't you say you would let me go?!" Xue Beng screamed.

"Swish!"

Qin Jian stepped on his martial soul and shot forward at high speed, the massive blood-red Soul Ring on his outermost layer intimidating everyone.

"I hate it most when others threaten me!"

Except for my woman...

While in mid-air, before even reaching the area where Xue Beng was, large swaths of Light Swords rained down from his body.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Xue Beng's private soldiers were only Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors; it was not easy to block Qin Jian's Light Swords, and in an instant, they were turned upside down and thrown into chaos.

"Xue Beng, you really didn't need to say so much..."

With the speed of a flying sword and the addition of Domain Teleportation, Qin Jian arrived behind Xue Beng in less than three breaths, struck down with his spear, and pinned him directly to the ground.

And at this moment, the Judgment Army hadn't even engaged those private soldiers yet...

"Stop now, surrender and you shall not be killed."

Qin Jian used the Silver Dragon Spear to lift Xue Beng up, then turned around and looked at that group of private soldiers.

For a moment, everyone's movements slowed down.

Xue Beng had already been captured, so what the hell were they still playing at…

"Clatter, clatter…"

Weapons dropped all over the ground, and people knelt all over the ground as well.

"It's over, wrap it up; send them where they need to be sent."

Qin Jian waved the Silver Dragon Spear and tossed Xue Beng over to his subordinates, who cooperated by quickly tying him up like a rice dumpling in no time.

The tens of thousands of eyes in front of the Imperial Palace hadn't even figured out what was going on before they saw Qin Jian fly out, saw Qin Jian fly back, and the problem was solved.

"The Spirit Judgment Hall manages all injustices under heaven; whether it be a Spirit Master, or a noble or royal, once the laws of the Spirit Judgment Hall are violated, all shall face judgment…"

Holding the Silver Dragon Spear, Qin Jian slowly flew over everyone, his voice booming across the Imperial City: "No matter who it is!"

"Long live!"

The Judgment Army was the first to kneel on one knee.

The commoners of the Imperial City, already overcome by strange emotions, seemed to find an outlet at this moment and almost subconsciously shouted along: "Long live! Long live! Long live! ……"

In front of the Imperial Palace, that group of royal clansmen frowned: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, the prestige of the Spirit Judgment Hall has risen too high this time; we must curb it in the future, otherwise they will be riding above the Empire…"

"Rest assured, Imperial Uncle, Qinghe knows what to do," Xue Qinghe said with a smile.

As for what was being thought in their heart, no one knew…

Just kidding, she had always viewed the Spirit Hall as her own, and even the Pope Palace faction, which was currently drifting away from the Elder Hall, was something she still felt would surely belong to her in the future.

Since it was all hers, wouldn't it be better the stronger it was? Not to mention that she even intended to claim Qin Jian for herself.

So, she would have to be a fool to suppress the Spirit Judgment Hall…

(End of chapter)