Chapter 1298

A single imperial guard, not even given the chance to dodge.

Was cut down on the spot.

Such a scene caused the Song Wang on the other side, whose wounds had not yet healed.

To fall into utter despair.

At this moment, fear could not help but show in his eyes.

The Great Han had actually sent Tong Xiangyu.

This time, he was truly done for.

Sure enough, at that very moment.

Tong Xiangyu had already arrived at his side.

The blade in his hand swung and chopped straight down.

"Boom—!"

Song Wang's head flew straight up into the air.

Yet at this moment, his face showed not the slightest expression.

To him, Song Wang's life meant nothing.

"Ding, congratulations Host, Tong Xiangyu has gained killing merit, strength raised to the fourth level of Primordial Saint!"

Hearing the voice, a smile appeared at the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth.

Worthy indeed of the existence he had summoned; this killing legion was simply too heaven-defying.

In such a short time, it could raise several realms.

If not for needing to maintain his dignity, he would have long since had the system exchange it.

Thinking of this, he could no longer hold back and walked straight toward the great hall.

He was going to see Song Wang Fei.

However, just after stepping into the great hall.

A bout of weeping came forth.

1137 was like a weed.

"Wu Wu, Father Emperor, how could you abandon your child, please wake up and look.

The Great Han has bullied us too far!"

Song Wang Fei's voice was utterly wretched.

She knelt on the ground, crying herself into a tearful wreck.

Though honored as Wang Fei, before the Great Han she was like a weed.

How would she dare show the slightest slack.

Just as she was pouring out her grief.

A figure slowly walked in.

"Sister-in-law need not worry.

Zhen will avenge Uncle for you!"

As he spoke, he drew a pill from his bosom and tossed it before her.

"This is the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill; once taken, Uncle can recover at once!"

Ximen Wudi said slowly.

Hearing the voice, Song Wang Fei's eyes could not help but light up.

She immediately spoke.

"Many thanks, Your Majesty, many thanks, Your Majesty!"

As she spoke, she prepared to swallow the pill.

But just as she was placing the pill into her mouth.

She could not help but freeze.

"Your Majesty, what is the meaning of this? This pill was a reward you bestowed upon this concubine!"

Song Wang Fei was terrified to death, never expecting that she had just taken the pill.

Yet the other party had taken it back again.

"Hehe, Zhen was merely testing whether Uncle was truly safe!"

Ximen Wudi spoke.

At this moment, he understood in his heart that he likely had no feelings for this Song Wang.

Such a cowardly, death-fearing wretch—why keep him around, better that he be dead.

But just as his words had fallen.

The next moment, a figure appeared in the great hall.

"Roar!"

A furious roar rang out, shaking the eight directions.

This person was none other than Li Jing.

The other had just rushed here, not yet rested his feet, when he saw everything in the great hall.

Immediately, he roared out.

"Your Majesty, this general has not failed his mission, he has finally arrived!"

His voice was tinged with savagery and madness.

"Li Jing, hear my order—exterminate the rebel Li Yuanba, leave none alive!"

Upon hearing the voice, Ximen Wudi shouted.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The moment his words fell, Li Jing drew the sword at his waist and charged straight at Li Yuanba.

"Seeking death!"

Seeing Li Jing rushing in.

Li Yuanba likewise met the attack with a single punch.

In an instant, the two were locked in fierce combat.

Outside Li Jing's body, divine light surged.

Blazing like a sun, dazzling beyond compare.

But Li Yuanba was no slouch either.

His full cultivation erupted in an instant.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar rang out.

Li Jing's body was sent flying backward.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of fear in his eyes.

"Roar!"

A snarl tore from his throat.

Then his body rose to its feet once more.

And he lunged at Li Yuanba to kill.

"Bang!"

Once again he was slammed into the ground.

This time, Li Yuanba had no intention of holding back.

"Ao!"

Accompanied by the sound of a dragon's cry.

Golden radiance blazed dazzlingly across his body.

The blade in his hand came cleaving straight down the next moment.

That strike was enough to shatter a mountain peak.

Making Li Jing's pupils contract sharply.