"He is not Tian Ying, and he... his surname is Xiao. I wanna get him killed." Tian Juechen struggled to stand up with bloodshot and resentful
eyes .
"His surname is Xiao? Is he the one who badly wounded you, Your Majesty?"Shock overflowed Feng Qianlong’s eyes for he couldn’t believe that a cultivator in the Post-celestial Spirit Realm was able to hurt a full immortal.
Qin’er slowly approached Xiao Naihe, and then pointed to Tian Juechen, sneering, "He is not the real emperor."
Tian Xuexi went rigid with shock. He glared at Qin’er and shouted, "What are you talking about?"
"I have seen the real emperor, and I know ten years ago, when Murong Fengjian murdered the last emperor and the last crown prince, even my father... Si Wenhan, the former National Master, thought that Tian Juechen had ascended to the throne. But things go to South."
Feng Qianlong and Gong Liang stood gazing at each other with dounbt.
An imperial concubine yelled, "You wicked girl! Don’t want to mislead people. Come on, drag her out of here!"
Qin’re gave a wee smile full of chill.
Feng Qianlong recognized that this girl was Si Wenhan's daughter, and he didn’t dare to offend her, but asked, "What do you mean, young lady?"
"Drop it. Anyway, I have no way out now since I was hit by a ghost-immortal. Ha ha ha!" said Tian Juechen. Gong Liang immediately realized that something was wrong, and the foreboding feeling was becoming more and more intense.
"The real emperor was murdered by Murong Fengjian and him ten years ago. He’s wearing a false face, and a small trick can figure it out. " Qin’er continued.
Surprise showed on Xiao Naihe’s face. How did this girl know that man was the real Tian Juechen? Though curious, he was not interested in this matter, and he was quited satisfied now for he gained the statue of God of war and settled scores for the former Xiao Naihe.
Tian Juechen went crazy, "Haha, that guy thought he could ascend to the throne after he killed the last emperor and persecuted the last crown prince with Murong Fengjian, but he didn’t know Murong Fengjian and I have been all in collusion for a long time. I killed him, peeled off his face, and put it on my face to be the emperor for ten years. Do you think the real Tian Juechen could be a full immortal?Ridiculous!"
A chill ran up the spine of everyone. Several imperial concubines hastily backed away. This man admitted he was not the real Tian Juechen!
"You are not my father? Who the hell are you? " cried Tian Xuexi.
Zhiqing monk folded his hands with a grim look, and said slowly, "This man is a disciple of Ghost Valley. It is a holy land of martial arts in Xunxi world. Have the Tian Juechne ever been to Xunxi world? "
Gong Liang shook his head and replied, "No. "
The real emperor had not even traveled out of the Wanqing small world, let alone crossing the boundary river to another world.
"Old monk, you’re the most powerful man of Thousand Forest Temple, but you cannot stop us. Soon, our Ghost Valley will unite the whole worlds and become the strongest among the five holy places of martial arts. In due course, Thousand Forest Temple and Mount Rosy Clouds will have to follow our lead. " said Tian Juechen.
"And you!" He pointed to Xiao Naihe at the last gasp and said, "You are a ghost-immortal, so what?I am just a disciple of the lowest rank in the Ghost Valley. There are plenty of full immortals, ghost-immortals and even gold-immortals in our organization. Ghost valley will not let you go, and they will avenge me, blood for blood! "
Then he vomited blood and died.
Duanmu Jianming gazed at Xiao Naihe with a complicated look. Ghost Valley had numerous immortals who were absolutely far above the imperial power. If they engaged Xiao Naihe, a ghost-immortal, it would be an intense fighting, and Duanmu Jianming didn’t dare to be involved in it.
Xiao Naihe’s idea was simple: He will not take his defeat lying down even if ghost-immortals or gold-immortals attacked him though he hadn’t reached the Pre-celestial Greater Heaven.
As Tian Juechen’s spiritual power evaporated, the skin on his face peeled off, exposing a strange face.
Everyone was shocked.
This man was not Tian Juechen, but where was the real one?
All of imperial concubines screamed and scampered away.
Over the past decade, they had been sleeping with a mysterious man, not Tian Juechen!
"He is not Tian Ying, and he... his surname is Xiao. I wanna get him killed." Tian Juechen struggled to stand up with bloodshot and resentful
eyes .
"His surname is Xiao? Is he the one who badly wounded you, Your Majesty?"Shock overflowed Feng Qianlong’s eyes for he couldn’t believe that a cultivator in the Post-celestial Spirit Realm was able to hurt a full immortal.
Qin’er slowly approached Xiao Naihe, and then pointed to Tian Juechen, sneering, "He is not the real emperor."
Tian Xuexi went rigid with shock. He glared at Qin’er and shouted, "What are you talking about?"
"I have seen the real emperor, and I know ten years ago, when Murong Fengjian murdered the last emperor and the last crown prince, even my father... Si Wenhan, the former National Master, thought that Tian Juechen had ascended to the throne. But things go to South."
Feng Qianlong and Gong Liang stood gazing at each other with dounbt.
An imperial concubine yelled, "You wicked girl! Don’t want to mislead people. Come on, drag her out of here!"
Qin’re gave a wee smile full of chill.
Feng Qianlong recognized that this girl was Si Wenhan's daughter, and he didn’t dare to offend her, but asked, "What do you mean, young lady?"
"Drop it. Anyway, I have no way out now since I was hit by a ghost-immortal. Ha ha ha!" said Tian Juechen. Gong Liang immediately realized that something was wrong, and the foreboding feeling was becoming more and more intense.
"The real emperor was murdered by Murong Fengjian and him ten years ago. He’s wearing a false face, and a small trick can figure it out. " Qin’er continued.
Surprise showed on Xiao Naihe’s face. How did this girl know that man was the real Tian Juechen? Though curious, he was not interested in this matter, and he was quited satisfied now for he gained the statue of God of war and settled scores for the former Xiao Naihe.
Tian Juechen went crazy, "Haha, that guy thought he could ascend to the throne after he killed the last emperor and persecuted the last crown prince with Murong Fengjian, but he didn’t know Murong Fengjian and I have been all in collusion for a long time. I killed him, peeled off his face, and put it on my face to be the emperor for ten years. Do you think the real Tian Juechen could be a full immortal?Ridiculous!"
A chill ran up the spine of everyone. Several imperial concubines hastily backed away. This man admitted he was not the real Tian Juechen!
"You are not my father? Who the hell are you? " cried Tian Xuexi.
Zhiqing monk folded his hands with a grim look, and said slowly, "This man is a disciple of Ghost Valley. It is a holy land of martial arts in Xunxi world. Have the Tian Juechne ever been to Xunxi world? "
Gong Liang shook his head and replied, "No. "
The real emperor had not even traveled out of the Wanqing small world, let alone crossing the boundary river to another world.
"Old monk, you’re the most powerful man of Thousand Forest Temple, but you cannot stop us. Soon, our Ghost Valley will unite the whole worlds and become the strongest among the five holy places of martial arts. In due course, Thousand Forest Temple and Mount Rosy Clouds will have to follow our lead. " said Tian Juechen.
"And you!" He pointed to Xiao Naihe at the last gasp and said, "You are a ghost-immortal, so what?I am just a disciple of the lowest rank in the Ghost Valley. There are plenty of full immortals, ghost-immortals and even gold-immortals in our organization. Ghost valley will not let you go, and they will avenge me, blood for blood! "
Then he vomited blood and died.
Duanmu Jianming gazed at Xiao Naihe with a complicated look. Ghost Valley had numerous immortals who were absolutely far above the imperial power. If they engaged Xiao Naihe, a ghost-immortal, it would be an intense fighting, and Duanmu Jianming didn’t dare to be involved in it.
Xiao Naihe’s idea was simple: He will not take his defeat lying down even if ghost-immortals or gold-immortals attacked him though he hadn’t reached the Pre-celestial Greater Heaven.
As Tian Juechen’s spiritual power evaporated, the skin on his face peeled off, exposing a strange face.
Everyone was shocked.
This man was not Tian Juechen, but where was the real one?
All of imperial concubines screamed and scampered away.
Over the past decade, they had been sleeping with a mysterious man, not Tian Juechen!
