"How about it, Prince, you used to always push me down, but now it's better, you never have a chance to stand up again."
The second prince stepped on his feet a few times, feeling very happy and relieved. He couldn't help laughing loudly, declaring that he was the winner.
In the direction of the palace, an astonishing royal aura erupted, and the purple and gold light soared into the sky, overwhelming the heroes.
The second prince was overjoyed: "Well, my father is about to leave prison. I will give him a big gift now."
Everyone knows that the thousand-year-old tyrant is coming out of seclusion. Some are happy and some are sad.
Xiao Yi thought that it was he who ruined the prince's good deeds, allowing the thousand-year-old tyrant to continue to rule the Moon Empire, and letting the people of Liming live in dire straits, and he felt somewhat guilty.
"What do you think, Prince? Go and apologize to your father." The expression on the second prince's face was not arrogance, but simply that of a villain.
The prince looked dejected, having already accepted the defeat, and said, "Do you think that if you win this round, you can successfully inherit the throne?"
The second prince sneered: "Of course, after getting rid of you, the other princes will not pose any threat to me at all."
"No, you are wrong. Your biggest threat is your father. Your ending will not be better than mine." The prince stood up slowly with a bitter look on his face.
The second prince frowned and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean?"
The prince suddenly burst out laughing, as if he was letting go of the anguish in his heart, as if he didn't care anymore when things got to this point.
The laughter was mixed with helplessness and ridicule. It made the second prince feel uncomfortable. He said viciously: "Have you laughed enough, you loser?"
The prince stopped laughing and looked at the second prince with a strange expression, like a loser looking at another poor man.
"Have you forgotten how our father ascended the throne?"
These words horrified everyone, because the story inside was taboo in the Moon Empire, and no one dared to talk about it casually.
Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi had heard something about it. Thirty years ago, the thousand-year-old tyrant killed the previous king by force and usurped the throne.
Originally, the thousand-year-old tyrant was also the prince, and he didn't need to do anything to succeed to the throne smoothly, but he couldn't wait any longer.
As long as those who have cultivated not only strengthen their bodies, but also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, purify the eight meridians, and sublimate the internal organs, their life span will be longer than that of ordinary people. It is not uncommon for some cultivators to live for more than five hundred years.
But this creates a problem. Resources and positions will be occupied by one group of people for a long time, hindering the advancement of another group of people, and there will be a conflict of interests.
The Millennium Tyrant has been in the position of heir for a hundred years, and judging from the trend, he will stay for another hundred years.
During the long wait, the thousand-year-old tyrant's patience was exhausted, so he took action and directly snatched the throne.
The Crown Prince and the Second Prince naturally knew how their father ascended the throne, but the Crown Prince was more sober and had a better understanding of the behavior of the thousand-year-old tyrant.
"No matter how you get it, you will be afraid of losing it. Our father has always been on guard against us." The prince smiled bitterly, with a bleak look on his face.
The second prince did not accept it: "You are talking nonsense. You know that you are finished. You want to sow discord between me and my father. You are dreaming."
The prince shook his head and said, "You are not the heir. You won't notice this. You won't feel the feeling of being watched all the time. It really drives me crazy."
Hearing this, the second prince was stunned, while the others were also silent. They seemed to understand that behind the prince's display of glory, he was living in such a state of fear.
The prince continued: "My father doesn't teach us the secret skills passed down from our ancestors, the Supreme Imperial Fist and the Golden Body of the Emperor. What do you think? My father is just afraid that after we learn it, we will overthrow him and replace him."
The second prince did not respond. His teeth were clenched together and his body was trembling slightly. Although he repeatedly told himself not to listen to the prince's lies, he just couldn't control himself.
Invisible fear shrouded the second prince's body, like a huge hand holding him tightly, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" the second prince yelled, trying to dispel the huge shadow in his heart.
But the prince said it didn't matter. It was up to the second prince to believe it or not. Anyway, the position of heir was not easy to occupy.
The second prince's face was solemn. He waved his hand and asked his men to escort the prince to the palace. The battle was over.
No one cares about what will happen to the prince in the future, and Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi, who have completed their tasks, plan to leave here, hoping to live a peaceful life in the future.
Jiang Qi stretched and took a good breath, finally able to relax.
"Let's go, let's go find Jing Yihan. I don't know where that guy has gone." Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi turned around and turned their backs to the prince. They had already put down their guard against the people around them.
The guards were about to put chains and shackles on the prince, when they suddenly felt a hot flame burst out.
Unexpectedly, the prince secretly accumulated a force, spotted the opportunity when Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi relaxed, concentrated the remaining power into one palm, and slammed forward.
"Quickly stop the prince!" The imperial guards thought that the prince had no strength, so they took it lightly and the prince broke free.
At this time, Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi sensed the crisis and immediately turned around to deal with it. However, they were a step too late, and their hot palm was about to knock down the front door.
The prince knew that Xiao Yi was strong and that this palm was not a big threat, so he attacked Jiang Qi, who was relatively weak, and wanted to support him no matter what.
Seeing that Jiang Qi was in trouble, Xiao Yi grabbed Jiang Qi's collar with one hand, pulled Jiang Qi back, and struck with the Netherworld sword with the other hand. With lightning speed and sharp lethality, it penetrated directly through the prince's body.
Jiang Qi stumbled back, and finally sat down on the ground. He was frightened because he had really narrowly escaped death just now.
At this moment, the prince looked at Xiao Yi's calm face in horror, and then at the Netherworld sword that penetrated his body. Blood dripped down, and his face was ashen.
"I hate you, you ruined everything I carefully planned." The prince used his last strength to grab Xiao Yi with his blood-stained hands, staring hard at Xiao Yi's calm eyes.
Everyone saw the prince reaching a dead end, and the disciples of the Holy Fire Palace were even more angry. They rushed over one by one but were blocked by the masters of the Imperial Guard.
"Asshole, you are a murderer of a thousand swords." The disciples of the Holy Fire Palace could only roar, with hatred towards Xiao Yi in their eyes.
Xiao Yi glanced at it lightly, and then chose to ignore it.
"I'm sorry for you." Xiao Yi used the Netherworld sword to pick up the prince. Looking at the prince's anger, he couldn't help but sigh.
If the prince was not so ruthless and selfish, it might really be possible to become emperor with the help of Xiao Yi and everyone.
Forget it, don't think about this anymore, Xiao Yi's arm shook, and the Netherworld sword issued huge power, directly knocking the prince into the air.
"What are you doing?" The second prince was very angry, because now that Xiao Yi did this, the prince flew a long distance, making it difficult to find him.
Everyone watched as the prince flew into the air and then fell down like a kite with its string broken.
The disciples of the Holy Fire Palace immediately took action and followed the flight path to find the prince.
"Bring the prince back to me. He must accept the emperor's judgment and severe punishment." The second prince directed the imperial guards to look for him. At the same time, he did not forget to give Xiao Yi a vicious look, seriously doubting that this was Xiao Yi's intention.
