C3871 The Chips in His Hands
C3871 The Chips in His Hands
A cultivator at this level could already be compared to a mighty figure from ancient times. They grasped the supreme laws of heaven and earth and possessed techniques that ordinary people could not imagine.
Even if it was another Daolord, it wouldn't be an easy task to kill a cultivator of the same realm.
However, such an expert had already declared his death!
Yin Qiushui looked down and suddenly exclaimed, "How could it be? There's no investigation result? Could it be that it wasn't Tang Tianchao who did it? "
Now that Great Yu and Great Tang were at war, it was obvious that King Su's death was attributed to the Tang Dynasty.
"It doesn't have to be the Tang Dynasty. Their experts are under constant surveillance from our side. Besides, the two dynasties have not reached the stage of true blood feud. Usually, experts of Daolord will not attack them personally. "
Yin Zhengde said, "In the place of King Su's death, the entire star has been reduced to dust. His corpse is floating in the starry sky, and a rain of blood descends from the sky. But the rain cannot approach the corpse by even half a step... After the Tribunal went over to investigate, they found that the enemy was using... It's a Cultivation Methods from the Middle Ancient Era, but it has nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty."
"Could it be that a Middle Ancient force has risen?" Yin Qiushui cried out in shock.
A single revival of the Tang Dynasty had already caused the entire Imperial Court to be overwhelmed with anxiety.
If another faction appeared now, it would probably only add oil to the fire and cause the situation to become even more chaotic.
"This is also what I've been worried about all this time. The end of the medieval period was too sudden. The rise of Emperor Gaozu in my dynasty was too sudden. No one knew that the powerful forces of the Middle Ancient Era... Why did they disappear overnight? They must have other intentions behind their backs." Yin Zhengde let out a long sigh.
In the past, Great Yu's Great Ancestor was just a janitor disciple of a sect.
In the chaotic Middle Ages, it was very difficult for a mere janitor disciple to survive.
But later, Great Yu's Great Ancestor suddenly rose at a strange speed. It was as if all the fortune of all the worlds in the universe was in his possession. And, in front of him, countless ancient powers... All of them collapsed.
This was very unusual.
The sects in the middle ages were far from what the sects in the martial arts world could compare with. Even though Great Yu's Great Ancestor had an ancient immortal weapon, the Emperor Sword, in his hand, it would not be an easy task to unify the entire Heaven.
"Once King Su is dead, I'm afraid the court will be thrown into chaos."
Although Yin Qiushui was far away from the center of the Imperial Court, he knew that the day was about to change.
The Zhao family had always been dissatisfied with Shen Linglong seizing the throne. It had always been Prince Su mediating.
Without King Su, even the internal affairs of Great Yu Imperial Court would not be able to maintain a harmonious relationship.
"King Qi is afraid. Although his strength is not as great as King Su's, he still has a fief. A chaotic world is about to arise. He is unwilling to fight with the Tang Dynasty for all his capital, so he would rather give up his land and ask for peace. " Yin Zhengde indifferently said.
Yin Qiushui's eyes widened and he said loudly, "Is he willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of his own capital?! Just let my dynasty's territory be given to someone else for nothing! "
"Life? Righteousness? It's nothing. It's just a bargaining chip in their hands. " Yin Zhengde shook his head and did not explain further.
At this moment, a messenger's voice suddenly came from outside the main hall.
"Lord Marquis, an emergency letter has come from the Heaven Charging Pass."
"Send it in."
The messenger walked into the hall and respectfully placed the letter in his hand down.