Chapter 306 The Strange Saint Emperor

The moment the decree appeared, the Human Emperor Sword in the hands of the Holy Prince shone brightly, directly suppressing the decree.

The Holy Prince looked at Zi Xiao in the distance with gratitude, holding the Human Emperor Sword, and slashed at the Tenth Prince fiercely.

The sword blade made a sound of breaking through the air, with an indestructible momentum, trying to cut the man in front of him in half.

The pupils of the Tenth Prince shrank, he wanted to take out his life-saving trump card, but when he looked at his hand, it was empty?

He was too confident about this battle. After all, he had the decree, so before the competition, in order to show his confidence, he directly gave the Qiankun Ring to his servant.

Of course, with the trump cards he collected, it was impossible to block the Human Emperor Sword.

But at least he could die slowly.

When the decree was invalid, the Tenth Prince was in a hurry, and the Human Emperor Sword slashed across. He even forgot that he was a cultivator and subconsciously blocked it with his hands.

Swish! ! !

The sword light flashed, and the Tenth Prince was directly split into two.

The face on the upper body was still a bit confused, as if he had never expected to die here.

That person once promised him that he would definitely be a peerless Saint Emperor who would surpass the Immortal Dynasty in the future!

But now the dream of becoming a Saint Emperor has not been realized, and he even lost his life here.

The death of the Tenth Prince made the scene silent.

Then, cheers broke out. Now, the officials under the Queen were naturally excited. Other officials standing on the side of the Tenth Prince also cheered for their own future.

Looking at the scene in front of her, the Queen's beautiful face was a bit relieved and excited.

Her plan can finally begin!

At this moment, Zixiao did not care about the joy of the crowd, but instead looked at the palace.

That was where the Saint Emperor was.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the moment when the Saint Prince killed the Tenth Prince, a wave of spiritual power suddenly burst out from the palace.

This wave was extremely secretive, and if you don't perceive it carefully, you can't detect it at all.

If Zixiao was not so familiar with the spiritual power, he would not have noticed it.

At this moment, a civil servant stepped forward and said to the Holy Prince: "The 32nd Prince, according to the rules, you should meet the Holy Emperor now to confirm your position as the crown prince. In this case..."

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

Just as the official was explaining the rules to the Holy Prince, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

A golden scroll was across the void.

The scroll slowly opened, and the words on it also appeared in front of everyone.

The 32nd Prince, the Queen and Zixiao came to the Yangxin Palace for an audience.

"Hmm?"

The Queen frowned slightly. Logically speaking, the Holy Emperor could not move now. How did he issue this imperial edict?

And he also asked Zixiao to go with him?

Zixiao narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The official at the side quickly reminded: "Empress, I think the Holy Emperor must have known about the thirty-second prince. This time he must be going to confirm the crown prince!"

"I know."

After that, the Queen walked straight to the palace, and Zixiao naturally followed. Although he could ignore the so-called imperial edict of the other party, since he felt the breath, he naturally had to check it out.

The Holy Prince was excited.

He was now overwhelmed by the position and had never thought about why his father would wake up at this time.

Soon, the three of them came to the place where the Holy Emperor was recuperating.

There were three big words written above the palace.

The Yangxin Palace.

"Hmm?"

As soon as he arrived here, the Holy Prince woke up from his excitement. He felt that the dragon energy in his body seemed to be faintly coming out of his body.

What's going on?

Boom...

Before the Holy Prince could think about it, the door of the hall was opened.

There was no one serving around, only the quiet and somewhat scary hall in front of him.

Zixiao didn't think much and walked in first, followed by the Queen and the Holy Prince.

The decoration in the hall was extremely luxurious, and many crystals were shining slightly, but there was one thing that was very strange.

It was clearly daytime, but the Yangxin Palace could only rely on these crystals to shine. The hall seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, isolating the light from outside.

Although he was a cultivator, he could feel a chill.

I have to say that this Holy Emperor was very interesting.

As the creator of the Reincarnation Emperor Law, Zixiao could naturally feel the extraordinary breath in the hall.

This was death.

It was very similar to the breath of the creatures in the restricted area.

The three came to the throne, on which sat a middle-aged man in a dragon robe. He exuded a foul smell and drops of blood kept dripping from his body.

The blanket in front of the throne had been stained red with blood.

Dao injury, this irreversible injury, made the Saint Emperor suffer unimaginable torture.

"You are here..."

A hoarse voice sounded, and the Saint Emperor seemed to try to straighten himself up.

"Your son greets his father!"

"..."

Unlike the Saint Prince's greeting, the Queen did not intend to greet him, and her phoenix eyes were full of vigilance.

She didn't know why the Saint Emperor could be so clear-headed, even though all the signs on him showed that he was about to die, but it was obviously wrong for him to wake up at this time.

"Hehe... Yourong, what's wrong? Are you not happy to see me?"

"Your Majesty is joking."

The Queen responded calmly.

"Really?"

The Holy Emperor did not care too much, but looked at Zixiao: "This should be the Palace Master of Yaoguang Holy Land? I have heard of him for a long time."

Hearing this, Zixiao stepped forward and chuckled: "Your Majesty, I wonder why you asked me to come here?"

Hmm?

The Holy Prince looked at Zixiao in surprise. He didn't understand what was going on with Zixiao? After all, the Holy Emperor spoke so politely, and under normal circumstances, he should have been polite. Why did Zixiao's tone come up so aggressively?

He subconsciously glanced at his mother again, with a look of understanding in his eyes.

She must be jealous, right?

Brother Zi, don't worry, I will definitely help you achieve this!

"Young people are quick to speak."

The Holy Emperor did not care about Zi Xiao's offense, and his tone was full of appreciation: "Palace Master Zi, in terms of seniority, you and I are of the same generation, so I won't be polite with you. I wonder if you have any thoughts when you see my injuries?"

"Injury? Hehe..."

Zi Xiao smiled and said, "Is Your Majesty really injured? I took a look and it seems that you are very healthy, but it is difficult for you to bleed so much."

What? !

The Queen and the Holy Prince no longer cared about anything else, and all stared at the Holy Emperor with wide eyes.

Zi Xiao said that the Holy Emperor was not injured at all?

How is this possible? You know, if the Holy Emperor was injured, it would be a big event for the entire Immortal Dynasty.