Above the Golden Palace, Emperor Shenwu nodded gently, with deep meaning in his eyes.
Especially at this time, the sudden smile on Zhan Xiaotian's lips made him feel slightly uneasy.
The sky appears, and the gods and weapons are destroyed.
This rumor was personally spoken by Guan Tianhou, the high priest of the Zhan Dynasty.
If he hadn't planted an informant in the Zhan Dynasty earlier, I'm afraid he would still be kept in the dark.
According to the high priest, a divine star descended from the sky to the Zhan Dynasty, which would carry the power of the sky and suppress all dynasties!
The 100,000-year rule of Emperor Shenwu will also be completely overturned.
However, the high priest did not explain clearly the origin of this chosen son, and no matter how much Emperor Shenwu inquired, he found nothing in the end.
Therefore, in order to frighten the Zhan Dynasty, Emperor Shenwu did not hesitate to provoke border wars, and designed to trap and kill five princes and three princesses of the Zhan Dynasty.
All the loyal members of the Zhan clan died in battle, which was extremely tragic.
Only Zhan Xiaotian, who had been weak and sick since birth, and because of his young age, was protected by the Emperor of War in the palace, did not suffer a violent death.
However, despite this, Emperor Shenwu still had no intention of letting the frail little prince go.
Instead, he was forcibly brought to Emperor Wu's city on the pretext of protecting the War Emperor's bloodline.
That year, Zhan Xiaotian was still young, ignorant and ignorant. He only had sorrow about separation, but no great hatred.
He still remembered that when he entered the imperial capital with the Shenwu Imperial Guard, outside the Imperial City of War, on the ancient road, countless war figures stood coldly holding golden halberds, silent and silent, but frightened the courage of all the Imperial Guards.
Farewell to the Ninth Prince is like a mountain roaring and a tsunami shaking the sky.
Unexpectedly, more than three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
If Zhan Xiaotian had not met Ling Xiao, even if Zhan Xiaotian could escape from Emperor Wu City in the end, he would probably have brought endless disasters to the Zhan Dynasty.
Fortunately, now he has a chance to leave the city in a grand manner.
With the protection of Young Master Ling Xiao, even if Emperor Shenwu notices his talent, he will never dare to attack the Zhan clan easily, and this is what Zhan Xiaotian cares about.
Dare to serve as a slave of the God Emperor, kill the young master of the Xiao clan, and massacre all living beings in the region. This responsibility is awe-inspiring.
"Yes! Emperor!"
Wu Li grinned and bowed down.
From beginning to end, there was no trace of emotion on Zhan Xiaotian's face.
With his current level, let alone a prince's personal attendant, even the many princes and princes in this palace, he did not take seriously.
The limit of his talent is the sky, the pinnacle of heaven and earth.
How can mere commonplaces block his path!
"Ninth Prince, don't worry, I will be more careful and try to save your life."
Wu Li turned around and looked at Zhan Xiaotian with a sinister smile.
However, when he saw the latter's face that suddenly calmed down, Wu Li's eyes narrowed slightly and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Over the years, he was used to seeing Zhan Xiaotian being submissive and groveling.
Don't tell me, this is more serious than suddenly becoming serious, it's more like that.
"Me too."
For the first time, Zhan Xiaotian could no longer suppress the hatred in his heart, and even the sinister expression at the corner of his mouth made people feel a chill unconsciously.
After three hundred years of humility and hatred, Zhan Xiaotian didn't understand what a proton was at first.
He also didn't understand why the 30,000 warriors who welcomed him into Emperor Wu's palace all had white linen tied on their heads.
It wasn't until one day that he was bullied by the princes of Shenwu and heard their wanton ridicule. Zhan Xiaocai finally understood that being a proton was a lowly status.
Then, the high priest of the Zhan Dynasty who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared. It turned out that... when the eight princes and princesses of the Zhan Dynasty died, the high priest had already noticed something was wrong. He just used a golden cicada to escape his shell and hid in Emperor Wu's city early, just to wait for Zhan Dynasty.
The arrival of Xiaotian.
For three hundred years, it was the high priest who taught him how to practice and mask his aura. Otherwise, with Zhan Xiaotian's strength, how could he hide it from a group of people in the Holy Realm?
"Zhan Xiaotian, are you afraid you took the wrong medicine today?"
Wu Li frowned, and suddenly a golden glow bloomed all over his body, like a sun, shining with dazzling divine brilliance.
Then, I saw him thrust out his palm, the runes were bright, and strands of golden light condensed into the palm print, and it crashed down.
The whole hall was trembling with spiritual power.
The endless golden light covered everyone's eyes.
However, Ling Xiao didn't care at all about this. Judging from Zhan Xiaotian's luck, these sidekicks would only be suppressed by force without any suspense.
"boom!!"
Along with a loud noise, the golden light suddenly trembled.
Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped back from it, with blood dripping from its mouth. It was Wu Li.
At this time, his face was already pale, and his eyes were filled with the fear of seeing a ghost in the daytime.
"you…"
Wu Li lowered his head, looking at the dented golden armor on his chest, and his lips trembled.
He really couldn't imagine that Zhan Xiaotian's strength was so terrifying.
His spiritual seal failed to hurt him at all, but was destroyed by Zhan Xiaotian.
How can it be?
This trash actually hides his cultivation?
"Um?"
At this time, the expressions on the faces of many divine warriors in the main hall were condensed.
Even Emperor Shenwu had a rare look of solemnity on his brows.
It's obvious that the humbleness Zhan Xiaotian has shown over the years is a deliberate pretense.
In other words, this young man's character is truly terrifying.
Today, Young Master Ling Xiao chooses his entourage, which is a rare opportunity for him.
As long as he can leave Wu Emperor City, the world is vast, and the name of the War Emperor may be able to intimidate Qing Cang.
only!!
What slightly puzzled Emperor Shenwu was whether this matter had anything to do with Ling Xiao?
Wu Hongsi once said before that Ling Xiao and Fo Ziyaoguang were warmly invited by her from Daotian Academy.
And to this end, he made a promise to create good fortune in his ancestral land.
From this point of view, Ling Xiao should not have known Zhan Xiaotian beforehand, otherwise he could have hidden in the dark and helped him escape without offending the Shenwu Emperor.
Damn it!!
If this Zhan Xiaotian is really what the high priest said, he will not be able to leave alive today no matter what!
"I'm sorry, I haven't made a move for a long time, so I don't have a good grasp of my strength."
The golden glow faded, and Zhan Xiaotian's figure slowly walked out of it. On his delicate and cold face, there was a heart-stopping fighting spirit.
"you!!"
Wu Li gritted his teeth hard, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
At this time, he could feel that his entire sternum was completely shattered, and he was almost punched through by Zhan Xiaotian.
And this is under the premise that he is wearing divine armor...
"I come!"
Just when Wu Li was in a dilemma, he saw a young man in purple clothes suddenly walking out from behind the leading prince.
The young man has a handsome appearance, white teeth and red lips, and shiny hair. He has the dignity of having been in a high position for a long time.
"He is the grandson of the Marquis of Zhenbei, Qi Siyun!"
"Now it's interesting. This young Marquis is one of the best of our generation. It is said that he once competed with the Blood-clothed Marquis and narrowly won."