Chapter 215: United Will to Slay the Dragon

In the capital, sunlight again rose from the horizon.

Zhou Tian finally walked out of the Vast Heaven Secret Realm.

At this moment, his body was covered in wounds.

Now, as he walked, he swayed unsteadily, looking as if he were about to collapse.

How is it?

Just then, three figures appeared before him.

Master!

Zhou Tian looked up and saw his master, Yu Mingyue, and his two senior sisters.

You made it out alive, but how is the situation now?

Yu Mingyue's face was icy; she had completely lost hope in Zhou Tian.

Even if Zhou Tian became strong, none of this was what she wanted.

After all, everything Yang Jun brought made her realize she could have a different choice.

Thus, at this moment, when Yu Mingyue looked at Zhou Tian, she felt nothing else.

Master, I have achieved Ninth Rank Martial Dao!

Although Zhou Tian was drenched in blood and in excruciating pain,

but at this moment, he still instinctively nodded.

He felt proud; after a single foray into the Vast Heaven Secret Realm, he finally had an achievement to show for it.

Now that I am Ninth Rank, my master shouldn't have any further complaints, right?

Oh.

Who would have thought that, as soon as Zhou Tian finished speaking, Yu Mingyue would utter a sentence in an extremely indifferent tone?

Master, I——

Zhou Tian felt somewhat dissatisfied; this result was indeed unexpected for him.

In his view, many things about this were inappropriate.

Thus, Zhou Tian now wanted to demonstrate his excellence and dominance to Yu Mingyue.

All right, let's go; I'll take you to meet someone.

Who would have thought that, in the midst of Zhou Tian's words, Yu Mingyue would immediately speak with a hint of impatience?

All of this now seemed unimportant to her.

It's just because there are more important matters at the Pingxi Manor.

Who is it?

Zhou Tian was somewhat surprised; after emerging from the secret realm, he had become quite strong, yet now his master still wore a look of great dissatisfaction.

Come on, follow me.

Yu Mingyue turned and left without further explanation.

Zhou Tian felt resentful, but he could not defy his master.

When Zhou Tian looked up, he found himself before the Pingxi Manor.

Master, what is going on?

Zhou Tian's face darkened with frustration as he spoke.

Such a situation was already somewhat intolerable for him.

Go inside; I won't harm you, and I have already decided to join.

Yu Mingyue spoke as she walked toward the door.

The door opened, and Yang Jun stepped out.

Yang Jun!

Zhou Tian glared at Yang Jun and shouted angrily.

At this moment, he looked even more displeased.

Faced with the current situation, he felt indignant and unwilling, wondering if this was his master's decision.

Yes, it's me—look, there's someone else too.

Yang Jun spoke, pointing.

Yun Fengyue was inside the mansion, looking at Zhou Tian.

What, what does this mean?

No, what are you planning? Why didn't you tell me? I won't agree.

Zhou Tian was very displeased; as he spoke, Yu Mingyue let out a cold snort, and his two senior sisters stood at his sides.

General Zhou, perhaps we shouldn't rush to decide on this matter.

Since you're here, let's discuss it properly.

Yang Jun changed his mind; now this is the only way to handle it.

Otherwise, this problem would cause harm to many people.

This is precisely what should be done.

Young Master Yang, you wouldn't be thinking of killing me, would you?

Zhou Tian snorted coldly, eyeing Yang Jun with a chilly expression.

Kill you? No, we're on the same side, so there's something we need to discuss properly.

For the time being, we must still achieve a complete response to this.

What does that mean?

Zhou Tian and Yun Fengyue were both stunned.

Everyone raised their heads and stared intently at Yang Jun.

"Don't rush, and let me explain in detail."

At this moment, Yang Jun made a decision.

That night, the entire Pingxi Prince's Mansion was brightly lit.

The lights had never gone out, and Yang Jun had never left the mansion.

Such things continued until the next morning.

Yang Jun and Zhou Tian each left the mansion and went their separate ways.

……

The sixth day of the twelfth month.

At the morning court, Yun Fengyun sat on the dragon throne.

At this time, he tilted his body and leaned sideways.

At this time, his eyes held a hint of killing intent.

"Yang Ye!"

Yun Fengyun glanced at the officials above the court and let out a cold snort.

He had also considered this matter for a night.

We can't delay this any longer today.

Now, this matter left Yun Fengyun with no sense of security at all.

So, to resolve all this, we must take action.

"Your Majesty."

Yang Ye stepped out, wearing battle armor and a red cape.

"Yang Ye, you have entrenched yourself in the southwest, formed factions for personal gain, and plotted rebellion—do you know your crime?"

At this moment, Yun Fengyun shouted coldly and slammed his hand onto the dragon throne.

The troops have finally been mobilized; now it is time to close the net on all of this.

"Your Majesty, although the sovereign commands death, the subject has no choice but to die."

"But I refuse to accept this!"

With a cold shout, Yang Ye did not kneel.

"Bold, you dare not disobey my words? Seize him, take down Yang Ye!"

"Furthermore, send people to surround the Pingxi Prince's Mansion and capture everyone inside."

"And also the Elder Princess's Mansion and the Deputy Lieutenant's Mansion!"

Yun Fengyun immediately spoke up again, shouting repeatedly.

Regarding this matter, he today must launch a massive dragnet.

All his troops have been dispatched; now at this moment, we must resolve these things.

"Imperial Elder Brother, you truly disregard everything."

"Your Majesty, no need to investigate; we have come ourselves."

"Sigh, how should we talk about these things?"

Yun Fengyue, Zhou Tian, and Yang Jun stepped forward; for a moment, the atmosphere in the court hall became tense.

"Kill!"

Outside the Imperial Palace, the shouts of killing shook the heavens.

Yun Fengyun stood up, and Yang Ye rushed over.

"Close the gate!"

Amid the shouting, the hall's doors shut, and in an instant, the killing cries shook the heavens.

This slaughter continued until evening, when the shouts of killing finally ceased.

Outside the Imperial Palace gate, Yun Xiyue, Mo Qingyan, Leng Qingyue, and Lin Qingyue stood together, leading the Prince's Mansion guards, guarding the entrance.

Qinglong and the others were covered in blood.

"Will he be alright?"

A voice sounded, and several women lifted their heads, their eyes filled with worry.

"Get ready, follow This Palace in!"

Yun Xiyue spoke, issuing a solemn order.

And just then, the Imperial Palace gates slowly opened.

Yang Jun and his father Yang Ye supported each other as they slowly walked in.

Behind them, flames shot up into the sky.

"Yang Jun!"

Amid the shouts, all the women rushed forward together!