booktalesy Chapter 94 The Grandmaster's Majesty! Awaiting the Arrival of Distinguished Guests in the Heave
Chapter 94 The Grandmaster's Majesty! Awaiting the Arrival of Distinguished Guests in the Heave
Chapter 95 The Grandmaster's Majesty! Awaiting the Arrival of Distinguished Guests in the Heavenly Prison!
Bianjing is unusually lively tonight.
Not only in the imperial city, but also in many other parts of the city, flames broke out and shouts of battle rang out.
Yan Fan's preparations were clearly very thorough, with arrangements made for many important places within the city.
The Five City Garrison strictly guarded the city gates, preventing the troops stationed outside the city from entering.
Once tonight is over, he will eliminate all dissenting voices in Bianjing.
Tomorrow the city gates can be opened to welcome a new day and the new king's ascension to the throne.
But is it really that simple?
Shen Yan stood on the watchtower, quietly observing the changes in Bianjing.
The firelight illuminated the night sky, lighting up the darkness.
Shen Yan looked in that direction and muttered, "The Prince Ping's residence?! How ruthless! I wonder who was behind this, even killing a grandson of the emperor."
He couldn't help but recall the secret chamber he had discovered dozens of miles outside Bianjing, which contained nearly a thousand sets of armor. He wondered if it had anything to do with the person tonight.
Shen Yan secretly pondered that there were very few people in Bianjing with such strength.
The first one is naturally Li Xuanye, the son of Prince Ping. His maternal grandfather was Zeng Shihong, and he inherited the legacy left by Prince Ping, so he was fully capable of doing so.
However, seeing the flames engulfing the Prince Ping's mansion, it seemed unlikely that he was responsible.
There are also Prince Zhenbei, Li Guichen, and Duke Dingguo, Shen Moxuan.
However, in Shen Yan's view, these two people seemed to have no need to rebel. With a family that has been established for thousands of years and a dynasty that has lasted for thousands of years, how could the position of the ruler of the world be so easy to sit on?
Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly sensed an incredibly powerful aura coming from the direction of the imperial city.
Shen Yan's pupils dilated, his face filled with shock.
"What level of power is this? Could it be a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm?"
Even from a great distance, Shen Yan could sense the power of the person who possessed this aura.
It felt like standing on the edge of an abyss, as if a god had descended to earth, making it impossible to muster any will to resist.
He gradually calmed himself and exclaimed, "Such strength is truly awe-inspiring!"
Outside the imperial city.
Yan Fan stared intently at the figure in mid-air.
He was dressed in the robes of the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, thin and indifferent, looking down at Yan Fan and the martial arts masters he had painstakingly invited.
After a long while, Yan Fan seemed to have exhausted all his energy and said a name.
"Xu Fang!"
Huijue's face was filled with despair. The old eunuch in front of him had a terrifying aura. Just by standing there, he made people feel as if they were standing on the edge of an abyss.
"A Grandmaster-level expert!"
Kongming Temple has a long history. Although it was driven to India by the Great Zhou Dynasty and barely survived, its former glory is undeniable.
Huijue was all too aware of the awe-inspiring presence of a grandmaster.
Let alone the fact that he is only at the second rank, even if he were at the first rank, he would not have the slightest chance of winning.
The Thousand Souls Taoist's eyes darted around frantically as he racked his brains for a way to escape.
The old eunuch before them was no match for them; the innate grandmaster was simply too powerful.
The distance between a Grandmaster and a First-Rank Master is like the difference between heaven and earth; they have crossed to another level, and it would not be an exaggeration to call them gods.
He Hui showed no fear; instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement.
The reason he agreed to come to Bianjing was to find a way to break through to the level of a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm.
He Hui had been at the peak of the first rank for a long time, and had searched all over the country without finding any trace of a grandmaster.
He wanted to test just how much he was lacking compared to a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm.
Perhaps just this one sparring match is enough to get him promoted.
He Hui drew his sword, his fighting spirit soaring, and stared intently at Xu Fang.
Thousand Souls Daoist and Huijue, standing to the side, cursed him inwardly as a madman.
However, He Hui's actions gave them hope of escape.
If he can hold Xu Fang back for a moment, the two of them will have a chance to escape.
He Hui shouted loudly, "This strike incorporates all the skills I have learned in my life. Please enlighten me, senior."
A massive blade shadow appeared, its snow-white light illuminating the sky above the imperial city.
Xu Fang remained calm, her gaze fixed on He Hui, her words utterly unwavering.
"Overestimating yourself!"
He caught He Hui's astonishing knife strike with just two fingers.
With a flick of his index finger, He Hui felt a surge of energy emanating from his knife.
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, and breathless.
The once-renowned Evil Blade died at the gates of the imperial city.
Huijue and Qianhun Daoren took this opportunity to try to escape.
Upon seeing this, Xu Fang released two streams of true energy, and the two immediately fell to the ground.
Many imperial guards rushed out of the capital and surrounded Yan Fan and his men.
When Yan Fan saw the Imperial Guards everywhere and a contemporary Grandmaster above him, his heart finally gave up.
He roared at the palace, "So all of this was part of your plan!"
The soldiers who had attacked the palace with him also laid down their weapons.
The lower-ranking soldiers were all coerced; they had no right to choose.
Of course, during the reckoning, they usually won't be held accountable; most will be let off the hook as a sign of leniency.
Shen Yan saw that the movement in the direction of the imperial city gradually subsided, and the powerful aura from before had also disappeared without a trace.
He thought to himself, "It seems the battle is over. I wonder who won?"
However, no matter who it is, nothing in the Heavenly Prison will change.
Even a change of power cannot affect the filthy place that is the Heavenly Prison.
After watching the spectacle, Shen Yan returned to the prison.
The commotion tonight naturally woke up the prisoners.
He arrived at cell number A, where the prison officials kept questioning him.
"Sir, what's happening outside? Why is the national bell ringing?"
"Lord Shen, the Emperor has passed away. When will the new Emperor ascend the throne?"
The crimes committed by these people are not capital offenses; if a new emperor ascends the throne, he will naturally grant a general amnesty.
This gave them the opportunity to leave the prison.
Some people, who had no hope of receiving a pardon, were laughing hysterically.
"Good riddance! That old bastard is finally going to die!"
"Heavens have no eyes! How could they let him live for so long!"
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Shen Yan's brows twitched violently upon hearing these people's words.
"His Majesty is in excellent health! Who do you think you are, to concern yourselves with such trivial matters!"
Upon hearing Shen Yan's words, the prisoners immediately lost interest.
They knew something big must have happened outside; these convicted officials had a keen sense of smell.
They noticed the unusual behavior in the prison tonight and easily guessed that something must have happened in Bianjing.
After the commotion, the jailers lost their appetite for gambling.
They gathered in the office and began discussing what was happening outside.
Hearing their discussion, Shen Yan said calmly, "Alright, these things are not our concern. No matter what happens, the prisoners' meals still need to be delivered, and you will still have to do it."
"Be careful what you say, and clean the cell thoroughly; it's time to welcome our distinguished guest."
Upon hearing Shen Yan's reminder, the jailer realized that their discussion had gone too far and stopped talking about it.
While in the Heavenly Prison, they were relatively safe, since the Heavenly Prison itself was of little significance, would not attract conflict, and would not become the target of public criticism.
Now that things have settled down, I'm starting to worry about the safety of my family.
When a mutiny is carried out, it is always accompanied by burning, killing, and looting.
However, with the outside world in chaos, sending them out now would be no different from sending them to their deaths; it would be safer for them to stay in the prison.