Chapter 219: It Is Today!

Sword Qi whistled across the sky.

Gradually it began to settle. Lin Feng also retracted the Tianhong Sword, the aura around his body slowly drawing in, as if everything just now had been nothing but an illusion.

He stood quietly, his gaze deep.

The Li Ying'en before him had no way out alive.

The Sword Qi had severed his Heart Meridian—he was nothing more than a dead man.

"This... is impossible..."

"Why? I'm at Nirvana Third Layer, and the spear in my hand is an Eight-Star Spirit Treasure, the Black Dragon Sky-Roaring Spear..."

"Just what... is the reason..."

Li Ying'en's words, however, drew only silence from the surroundings.

Everyone was deeply shaken by this scene. Those members of the various clans who had originally mocked Lin Feng were now silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make the slightest sound.

"There is no reason."

Lin Feng said indifferently, "How can there possibly be so many reasons in this world?"

"You blocked my path, so death is your only option—nothing more."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he casually slashed Li Ying'en to death with a single sword stroke.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned Li Ying'en's Storage Bag into his grasp.

At this moment, the Lin Clan's Supreme Elder Lin Kuohai shouted loudly: "Clan Leader, charge in quickly! Don't worry about us."

"Yes! Clan Leader, we can hold on!"

"Go rescue the Elder and the others quickly!"

Lin Yan and Lin Ya both roared. The Black Armor Army's strength was considerable, and the Lin Clan was indeed somewhat lacking in dealing with the entire Black Armor Army.

But in this battle, Lin Feng's killing of Li Ying'en had already broken the Black Armor Army's morale.

Their destruction was only a matter of time.

Lin Feng nodded. He opened Li Ying'en's Storage Bag, and inside lay close to ten million Spirit Stones.

Lin Feng took out the Yellow Grade Puppet and, without a word, stuffed all the Spirit Stones into it.

"Buzz, buzz!"

With a series of soft sounds, the Yellow Grade Puppet's eyes lit up, and its entire body erupted with combat power no less than the Nirvana Realm.

Lin Feng pointed, and the Yellow Grade Puppet immediately charged toward the Nirvana Realm cultivators besieging Lin Kuohai.

Now it was a one-on-one situation, and the pressure on Lin Kuohai suddenly dropped.

"Many thanks, Clan Leader!"

Lin Kuohai was stirred with emotion—why hadn't Lin Feng brought out such a treasure earlier?

Lin Feng paid no heed to everyone's reactions, merely slowly turned around and stepped through the gates of the Imperial Palace.

His back appeared exceptionally solitary, yet towering and resolute!

This path, advancing without retreat—once he stepped into the Imperial Palace, there would be no turning back.

As Lin Feng's figure gradually vanished beyond the palace gates, the night sky over the Capital grew even more grim and murderous.

"Today, my Lin Clan counterattacks the Imperial Clan!"

"If any of you are willing to follow my Lin Clan in overthrowing the Imperial Clan's rulers, you will surely be richly rewarded in the future!"

As Lin Kuohai let out a great roar, the forces of all sides could be seen gathered on Central Avenue.

In truth, they had long been prepared.

In this battle between the Lin Clan and the Imperial Clan, they needed to choose sides.

Once they chose sides successfully, the benefits they would gain henceforth would be beyond imagination.

A storm was quietly brewing.

And the Lin Clan and the Imperial Clan were the center of this storm.

"This... who should we support?" The eyes of the various clans flickered.

Seeing the situation, Mu Wanzhou instantly drew her Spirit Sword.

"It is today!"

"The Imperial Clan has oppressed us for hundreds of years—it is today!"

Mu Wanzhou's beautiful brows furrowed, and even her fingers trembled slightly. Seeing Mu Wanzhou's reaction, the members of the Mu Family also drew their swords one after another.

"Mu Wanzhou, what are you doing?"

The people of the Shentu Family were seen hurrying over.

The Shentu Family were die-hard loyalists of the Imperial Clan. Seeing the Mu Family draw their swords now, they were momentarily stunned.

"Charge into the Imperial Palace!"

"Lin Feng has already charged in—the Imperial Clan doesn't seem as strong as we imagined!"

Mu Wanzhou's beautiful eyes reddened.

Lin Feng killing Li Ying'en was like a signal.

Everyone had originally believed the Imperial Clan was unbeatable, but now, defeating the Imperial Clan seemed to have become possible.

At this very moment, Mu Wanzhou let out a fierce shout.

"Disciples of the Mu Family, follow me—charge into the Imperial Palace!"

Mu Wanzhou's beautiful eyes flashed. If the Mu Family sent help in the Mu Family's hour of need now, then once the Lin Clan succeeded in the future, the Lin Clan would surely repay the Mu Family's kindness!

In an instant, the disciples of the Mu Family charged into the battlefield, fighting alongside the Lin Clan against the Black Armor Army.

The Black Armor Army had already been showing signs of decline, and now with the Mu Family joining in, they were even more overwhelmed.

"They're mad, they're all mad!"

"Opposing the Imperial Clan—do you know how grave your crime is?"

The Jing Du Eight Great Families: Qi, Yang, Lin, Bing, Mu, Yu, Shentu, Gongsun.

Now that the Mu Family and the Lin Clan have already made their move, the remaining six families can no longer sit on the sidelines.

This is an opportunity!

At this moment, the Qi Family's Clan Leader arrived, clad in a White Robe, his gaze dark and unfathomable.

The Yang Family's Clan Leader arrived at Central Avenue surrounded by his Clan Members, a glint of greed stirring in his eyes.

The remaining great families each harbored their own schemes.

What will the outcome of this battle be!

Lin Feng paid no heed to the storm outside.

By now he had already stepped inside the Imperial Palace.

His stride never slowed, Sword Qi like a rainbow.

Wherever he passed, the Imperial guards fell one after another—none could stay his edge.

Lin Feng had only one target: the Taiji Hall.

The pinnacle of power in the Daqian Dynasty, where the Emperor held court, was none other than the Taiji Hall.

The bloodstained path along the way was a ghastly sight.

Lin Feng stood at the entrance of the Taiji Hall, a flicker of doubt crossing his eyes.

"Something's not quite right…" Lin Feng muttered, his face odd.

He had caused such a tremendous commotion, yet there were only this few people inside the Imperial Palace—had none of them come to protect the Emperor?

He had already fought his way to where the Emperor was.

But before the Taiji Hall now, not a soul was in sight.

The threshold of the Taiji Hall lay before him; Lin Feng, murderous aura surging, cast aside his doubts and stepped inside.

Within the great hall, silence reigned.

Only upon the throne sat Crown Prince Li Yingqian, at ease and unhurried, a teasing smile playing at his lips.

"Lin Feng, you've finally come."

Crown Prince Li Yingqian's voice echoed through the cavernous hall, laced with mockery.

"To fight your way here—you truly are extraordinarily gifted."

Li Yingqian sighed, his gaze filled with regret.

"The Emperor—was he killed by you?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice.

According to his investigation, the one who had used the Blood Demon Stone on Dragon Island back then was none other than Crown Prince Li Yingqian.

The Emperor himself might not even have known of this.

This Li Yingqian's ambitions were vast; it could not be ruled out that he might kill his sovereign and seize the throne.

"Hahaha! You really dare to think that!"

Li Yingqian laughed in loud mockery, then rose to his feet, his dragon robe sweeping aside.

On that dragon robe, there was only a four-clawed Jin Long.

That was the Crown Prince's attire—the Emperor's dragon robe bore a five-clawed Jin Long.

"A mere you is not fit to meet my Father Emperor!"

Li Yingqian's eyes flashed with contempt. Looking down from above, he said coldly, "I'll give you one last chance—kneel and submit!"

"If you do, you may yet live."

"I guarantee your Lin Clan wealth and glory for generations to come, the most flourishing family in my Daqian Dynasty henceforth."

Lin Feng's gaze was icy. Having fought his way to the Taiji Hall only to find no Emperor, this sudden turn of events stirred ripples in his heart, an ominous premonition shrouding his mind.

"Offering me such generous terms—surely it's not just my submission you want?" Lin Feng said with a cold smile.

"Of course. Your Lin Clan must hand over two bodies," Li Yingqian said with a savage grin.

"Who?" Lin Feng's pupils contracted.

"You, and Lin Xuan!"