Gently holding Du's delicate hand, feeling the coldness, Feng Liang's smile became gentler and happier.
He seemed to see that with Du's help and the support of his lover, he would shine brilliantly in the future, destroy the Hua family, and reach the top.
This day will definitely come!
Feng Liang is full of confidence.
This side.
Ye Wuque received a request from King Zhuo, and King Zhuo told Ye Wuque everything about the key to the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm.
After Zhuo Gong resigned, Ye Wuque looked calm and his eyes were profound.
Everything was as he guessed.
Du Rangfengliang did all this and made everything develop smoothly.
According to Du, the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm was a place that existed long ago, and this place was designated by the eternal agreement.
This secret realm is probably very similar to the Tomb of Tongtian God.
In any case, he needs to recharge his batteries and adjust his condition to its peak so that he can cope with everything.
However, Watari said the situation may not be that bad.
But from Ye Wuque's point of view, no matter what the situation is, there may be something he wants to know in the Hidden Dragon's secret realm.
In the next few days, the forces of the four royal palaces gathered at Prince Zhuo's Mansion and began to make full preparations.
At the same time, the four princes worked together to inquire about all the news about Lord Heartbreaker. Although Ye Wuque was there, they had a solid foundation in their hearts. Only by knowing themselves and the enemy could they be victorious.
Finally, three days later, they got a piece of useful information.
The physical appearance of Lord Heartbreaker!
Inside the welcoming hall.
Four figures sat quietly, none other than King Zhuo, King Qing, King Fei, and King Meng.
King Meng's face was expressionless at the moment, but anyone could see the dejection on his body, and he no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had before.
Buzz!
In the void, a ray of light lit up, and an image of a soul appeared directly, and the light flickered.
A figure slowly solidified.
He is tall and thin, dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat, with only half of his face exposed.
But on the exposed half of the face, one can clearly see a kind of silent indifference and... cruelty!
There is actually no emotion in that eye, as if looking at anyone is like looking at an animal.
Even though it was just an image of a soul, this figure still made the four kings in the welcoming hall feel awe-inspiring!
"This is Lord Broken Heart! We gathered all our power and spent hundreds of millions of divine crystals to get such a picture of Lord Broken Heart's appearance. It's not even the full face."
King Zhuo spoke in a deep voice.
"An image of a soul has such power. This Lord Heartbreaker is so terrifying! It is definitely not something we can deal with."
Fei Wang said with great fear.
"Nine Apertures are on a quasi-legendary level! Even all the people in the Tianma Territory bundled together are not enough for him to kill alone!"
"Now, I'm afraid I can only rely on Sir Que Ye..."
King Qing also spoke in a low tone.
When Sir Que Ye was mentioned, King Zhuo and others' eyes lit up slightly!
There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes again.
Only the silent King Meng's eyes twitched slightly, revealing a hint of deep fear.
"Yes, someone like us who is at the peak of the late stage of Eight Apertures quasi-legendary, Que Ye can suppress it with one move. He should have reached the level of Nine Apertures quasi-legendary."
"No matter what, we can only rely on the power of Your Excellency Que Ye!"
"I have already sent this soul image of Lord Broken Heart to Your Excellency Que Ye. I think Your Excellency Que Ye should be prepared!"
"At this time, no matter how many guards you have, it's useless, you can only rely on your peak combat power!"
The top leaders of the four royal palaces are like four mortals at this moment. They can only sit in the welcoming hall, unable to do anything.
The only hope in their hearts was Ye Wuque.
However, what the four of them didn't know was...
"I'm afraid I really can't beat him for the time being..."
In the wing room, Ye Wuque looked at the soul image of Lord Broken Heart, his eyes like knives, and whispered to himself softly.
"This Heartbreaker Venerable should be a genuine Nine Apertures quasi-legendary existence, not some fake Nine Apertures quasi-legendary."
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with light.
With his current fighting power, the Eight Apertures are invincible, and even if he encounters the pseudo-Nine Apertures, he can probably challenge him.
But if you really have to face a genuine Nine Apertures quasi-legend, I'm afraid it's still far from enough.
After all, the road to legend is the end of the Nine Apertures!
Unless he can find the third-generation spirit-adjourning lotus root and practice the three-headed and six-armed magical power to the second level, he may be able to be more calm.
"It seems like we have to rely on the big guys to get through..."
Ye Wuque erased the soul image and looked in the direction of Feng Liang's wing.
Not panicked at all, but full of expectations.
The next moment, Ye Wuque closed his eyes, and the power of his soul suddenly emitted silently, covering the entire Prince Zhuo's Mansion and spreading continuously.
King Zhuo City.
The collective name for the mortal cities governed by Prince Zhuo's Mansion.
It's only ten miles away from Prince Zhuo's Mansion.
At this moment, the sun is rising. It is the best time to plan your day in the morning.
The morning market is noisy and lively, with human fireworks everywhere.
Various breakfast shops are lined up, with countless people visiting them, and the aromas are intertwined and alluring.
At this moment, seven or eight tables in front of a knife-cut noodle stall were already filled with people.
Everyone is working hard, sucking the hot noodles in front of them, eating so happily, and sweating profusely.
On one of the tables, after the last slurping sound, Venerable Heartbreaker gently put down the empty bowl, with a hint of aftertaste on his face under the bamboo hat.
“It’s not bad to occasionally eat delicacies made by these pigs.”
Lord Broken Heart stood up and looked at the entire morning market and even the entire Zhuowang City with his eyes, a hint of pity slowly revealed in his eyes.
"Oh, it's a pity. A nice city will soon turn into hell..."
After letting out a sigh, Lord Broken Heart looked at the family of three happily eating noodles at the next table.
The child looked cute and honest, but he looked six or seven years old, but he ate very seriously and looked happy.
"The food tastes great. He is such a good boy. How old are you?"
Lord Heartbreaker chuckled and spoke.
"I-I'm six years old!"
The boy replied inarticulately, his mouth full of noodles, and his parents beside him showed loving smiles.
"Six years old? That's great."
"Have a good time, and be sure to cherish this bowl of noodles."
Lord Broken Heart said with a smile, and then left under the confused eyes of the parents at the next table.
Lord Broken Heart, who was walking in the city while looking at the looming Prince Zhuo's Mansion not far away, suddenly touched his belly, with a faint smile on his face.
"When you've had enough to eat and drink, it's time to kill the pig..."