The reception hall halfway up the mountain was in a mess, and the Golden Dome was even more in a mess. Zhu Xie Chixin and others ran towards the central high platform regardless of their injuries: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Wang Wuxie's expression changed drastically and he ran over with them.
Thick smoke was everywhere, and a heat wave was coming. Everyone's hair and beards were burned to a yellowish color almost instantly. If everyone hadn't had energy to protect themselves, they would have been scalded to death by the extremely high temperature.
The surviving embroidered messengers and imperial guards tried to rush in to save the emperor, but unfortunately they were forced to retreat several times by the heat wave.
When Wang Wuxie saw this, he waved his sleeves, and a burst of vitality directly blew away the thick smoke in the center. The people around him were filled with admiration, thinking that the Imperial Master was worthy of being an Imperial Master, and his cultivation was admirable.
The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone was shocked to find that the high platform used to worship the sky had disappeared and was replaced by a deep pit. One can imagine how powerful the explosives just were.
Everyone's heart sank. Even the high platform was blown up like this. The emperor may be in danger...
Wang Wuxie continued to wave his sleeves, and the thick smoke became lighter, gradually revealing the scene inside.
At this time, everyone noticed a yellow ball of light inside, and a figure appeared in it.
"Your Majesty!" Zhu Xie and Eunuch Wen were overjoyed. Who was the person inside if it wasn't Zhao Hao?
Zhao Hao inside the light ball slowly opened his eyes, slowly lowered his hands, and the light ball around him gradually dissipated.
He stepped out, his face ashen: "What on earth is going on?"
At this time, the crown on his head fell off, and his hair became disheveled. In addition, the dragon robe was scorched and broken. Obviously, the horrific explosion just now had no impact on him at all.
Over the years, had he ever been so embarrassed and so angry? At this moment, he only wanted to kill someone.
Zhu Xie and Eunuch Wen looked at each other with sincerity, wondering how many people would lose their heads due to this incident.
Especially that guy Zu An, who brought the Yulin Army to eliminate hidden dangers in advance, is this a lonely queue?
Could it be that he really colluded with the demon clan and wanted to get rid of the emperor with the demon clan?
At this time, Wang Wuxie plopped down and knelt on the ground, and said in fear: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I think it was because of the lax governance of the poor man, and there was a traitor among the senior officials of our sect, so he transported so much gunpowder to the Golden Summit."
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Seeing the usually arrogant Imperial Master shaking like chaff at this moment, Eunuch Wen and Zhu Xie could understand. After all, if such a big thing happened, Zhengyang Sect would definitely be involved.
However, they did not doubt Wang Wuxie. After all, as a national advisor, he was already extremely noble, and he stood by the emperor when he was at his lowest point. In the emperor's mouth, he even regarded him as a friend. How could such a person betray him?
Where is the emperor?
Zhao Hao also had no doubts and hurriedly helped him up: "Wu Xie doesn't have to be like this, it's not your fault."
For other people, he would usually lift the person up with a little help from his hand, but it was really different for Wang Wuxie. He personally went over to help him up to show his favor for him.
At this moment, the change suddenly increased, and Wang Wuxie suddenly had a strange look in his eyes, and then while the other person was helping him up, he suddenly slapped his hands on the other person's chest.
As the number one person in the Taoist sect, he is extremely skilled in cultivation. The dense purple energy on his hands is the result of many years of unique skills.
The speed was so fast that even Zhao Hao didn't react at such a close distance, and was struck by the other party's two palms.
However, he reacted quickly. His whole body was filled with golden light, and the rich purple energy was immediately engulfed by the golden light. Then, a palm like an antelope's horn directly broke through Wang Wuxie's defense and struck him.
Wang Wuxie's Taoist robe suddenly burst open, her chest suddenly collapsed several inches, and her whole body fell heavily to the ground like a broken sandbag.
Wang Wuxie spat out a mouthful of blood, which was filled with dark red internal organs fragments. It was obvious that he was not alive.
Zhu Xie Chixin and Eunuch Wen were shocked and instinctively attacked Wang Wuxie. Seeing that he was about to be blown to pieces, Zhao Hao stopped them: "Stop!"
An abnormal redness flashed across his face, and it was obvious that Wang Wuxie's blow just now had done a lot of damage to him.
However, his eyes were like lightning at this time, looking at Wang Wuxie: "Why?"
This was something he couldn't figure out. Whether it was the friendship between the two or the current status of Zhengyang Sect, he had no reason to betray him.
Wang Wuxie's eyes were a little dazed, maybe because of the flashback, the darkness in his eyes dissipated, and his whole person regained some clarity: "Wumen!"
There was anger and helplessness in his tone.
"The Soul Falling Technique?" Zhao Hao frowned and immediately realized what happened to Wang Wuxie just now.
However, his instinctive attack just now was so overbearing that only Wang Wuxie's advanced cultivation could leave a whole corpse. At this time, he was already on his deathbed, and it was basically impossible to hear what he was saying.
At this time, countless annoyances and regrets flashed through Wang Wuxie's heart. He was proud of his outstanding qualifications and his cultivation was getting better and better, and he had even peered into the threshold of the Earth Immortal. Who knew that because of a word of love, he was plotted and ended up in such a useless end.
"Xuehen, you're here..." He raised his hand and grabbed it somewhere in the void, as if he was trying to catch something.
In his last moments, he seemed to see the fairy living in the clouds walking towards him with a look of pity.
He even stretched out his hand as if to save him.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he stretched out his hand, their hands could not touch each other.
Finally, with deep regret, he passed away.
"Your Majesty, how do you feel now?" Eunuch Wen and Zhu Xie approached Zhao Hao with concern.
However, Zhao Hao suddenly raised his head, like a tiger's eyes picking out people and devouring them. The two of them were so frightened that they did not dare to take another half step forward.
The two people immediately understood that after just experiencing Wang Wuxie's betrayal, Zhao Hao no longer trusted anyone, not even them.
At this moment, there was a sudden wave of air fluctuation not far away, and runes appeared. It was obvious that someone was teleporting here.
The messengers in embroidered clothes and the imperial guards drew their weapons and surrounded them. Under such circumstances, those who were sent here obviously had ulterior motives.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the emperor. The first person in the Taoist sect attacked you and was killed instantly, and you acted like you were fine." A handsome middle-aged man with a fine beard strode out. The guards wanted to stop him, but they were killed.
He waved his hand casually, and all of them were seriously injured and fell backwards, covering a large area.
Zhu Xie Chixin's pupils shrank, the opponent's aura was obviously a grand master, and it was not like him who had just entered the grand master realm, but an old grand master.
"Guan Chou Hai?" Zhao Hao frowned, obviously recognizing him.
"I didn't expect that the emperor would still remember me," Guan Chouhai sighed, "I also didn't expect that I would be my enemy today."
"On your part?" Zhao Hao smiled scornfully, "You are not qualified yet."
This chapter has been completed!