Han Jiulin said: "The fact that the Canglan Empire can be passed down for thousands of years and continues to this day is definitely not the fault of the Master alone. Even though the Master has left and the Canglan Empire lacks the powerful combat power of the Shenwu Dragon Knight, the national power is still extremely strong."
"Under the current situation, if the empire really wants to fight to the end, with the empire's national power, it will only take a few years to wipe out the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect and all the major sects in the Canglan Empire."
"I believe that seniors should know better than Jiulin how powerful the Canglan Empire has accumulated over thousands of years of inheritance."
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Dragon Saint King laughed loudly and said:
"Jiulin, I naturally know how powerful the Canglan Empire is. If the empire can really unite and work together to resist the enemy, no matter how powerful our Bloodthirsty Demon Sect is, it will indeed be difficult to shake the Canglan Empire, which has been passed down for thousands of years.
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"But as I said before, the princes in the Canglan Empire have long been distracted for their own interests, just like your Qinglong Palace, what is your intention in secretly establishing Ghost Villa?
Is it for the Canglan Empire or to control the imperial capital?"
“What is the purpose of building Yulong Pavilion at all costs?
Don't you want to control the lifeblood of the Canglan Empire's soldiers and magical weapons?
Haven't you, Prince Qinglong, ever thought about rebelling against that dog emperor and proclaiming yourself king?"
When Han Jiulin faced the questioning under the pressure of the Heavenly Dragon Saint King, Han Jiulin looked as normal and said calmly: "Senior, you are overly worried. From the beginning to the end, the Qinglong Palace only wants to protect itself."
The Heavenly Dragon Saint King's voice was like thunder, and then he spoke: "Although your Qinglong Palace may only have the intention of protecting yourself, what about the Giant Spirit Palace?
I'm afraid you, Jiulin, know better than me what Huangfu Shengwu's plan is, right?"
"Even the eight hereditary princes such as your Qinglong Prince and his Giant Spirit Prince have had second thoughts about the Canglan Empire, not to mention the other princes. With such a disorganized Canglan Empire, I am afraid that once the imperial capital is breached
, the entire imperial regime will immediately collapse."
Han Jiulin keenly captured the meaning of the words of the Holy King Tianlong, and then asked: "What does the Holy King mean by this?"
Could it be that the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect is about to launch a full-scale offensive against the Imperial Capital?"
The Heavenly Dragon Saint King did not respond directly to Han Jiulin's question, but instead said:
"Only the master of the Demon Sect can decide on such important matters. Now I just want to ask you, if the empire is destroyed in the future and there is no longer any imperial power between you and Xuan Yan, will you marry Xuan Yan?"
As a wife?”
Yu Xuanyan's pair of slender hands tightly pulled the group on her body, and her pair of eyes that were brighter than the stars were staring at Han Jiulin with anticipation.
Han Jiulin naturally understood that once he agreed to this matter, it would mean that he had made a lifelong commitment to Yu Xuanyan, so Han Jiulin's face showed an unprecedented cautiousness, and he said to Yu Xuanyan:
"Xuanyan, I, Han Jiulin, have said before that I will never let you down in this life, but in fact, there is a huge secret hidden in my heart, a secret that I have never told anyone."
"And this secret contains something that I must complete. After it is completed, I will definitely tell you all the things that have been hidden all this time."
"If Xuanyan is still willing to marry me, I, Han Jiulin, will definitely keep my promise and marry you!"
Just when the Heavenly Dragon Saint King was about to speak again, Yu Xuanyan took the lead and looked at Han Jiulin and said:
"Jilin, no matter what the secret is in your heart, I will always believe in you and wait for you to finish what you must do in your heart. With your words, Yu Xuanyan is enough."
After hearing this, the Heavenly Dragon Saint King glanced at his daughter, then sighed slightly, then turned to Han Jiulin and said:
"Han Jiulin, since you made a promise to Xuanyan, I believe in you and Xuanyan's vision.
As for your so-called secret that has never been told to anyone, I will not ask further questions."
"I just hope that you can treat Xuan Yan well after you finish what you have to do and get together with her. This child has been lonely for half her life. It's me, the father, who feels sorry for her."
"But Jiulin, you are different. I hope that Xuanyan and you will be happy in the future. Do you understand?"
Han Jiulin nodded solemnly towards the Heavenly Dragon Saint King and said: "Uncle, don't worry, if Xuanyan is really willing to continue to be with me in the future, Han Jiulin will do his best to protect her throughout her life."
"That's good, that's good..."
After the Heavenly Dragon Saint King finished speaking, a period of silence fell between the three of them.
Not long after, a burst of sound suddenly came from the dark night sky, and then a loud and powerful voice suddenly reached the ears of Han Jiulin and the three of them from far away:
"Gong Zilin, please tell me to search for you seriously. Tonight is the day you, a madman, will die!"
Before he finished speaking, a stream of light fell straight down from the sky, and then he saw an old man wearing white clothes and a jade crown standing on a huge magic weapon and sword suspended in the void.
The old man's body exuded awe-inspiring sword intent, and his aura was so sharp that even masters of the King's Realm like Han Jiulin and Yu Xuanyan could not help but feel tightness in their chests due to the pressure they exerted.
Not long after the old man arrived here, dozens more cultivators riding on various flying spiritual beasts rushed here. Then they saw the tragic death of the Taoist Master of Wuliang Peak, and they couldn't help but burst into anger:
"Who is this...who is this body that has been drained of all its energy and blood?
Could it be that he was also a master of the sect who was killed for Young Master Lin?"
"I...I recognize it! This body is...that of the Taoist Master of Wuliang Peak!"
"What?
You can't make a mistake, can you?
The Taoist Master of Wuliang Peak is a powerful person with a fifth-grade Kingship Realm cultivation level, how could he die so easily in the hands of the devil Gongzi Lin?"
"There is no mistake. Although the Taoist Master of Wuliang Peak died in a miserable state and his upper body clothes were burned to ashes, the traces of battles along the way are clearly the ironclad evidence left behind after the battle between the Taoist Master of Wuliang Peak and Gongzi Lin.
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"This is unreasonable! Young Master Lin, you are a thief, I, Tiandao City, will definitely hunt you down until the end, until you die!"
The Heavenly Dragon Saint King stood on the boat, completely ignoring the noisy words of the cultivators around him. He just stared at the old man in white who was standing on the sword and suspended in the air and slowly said:
"Who am I? It turns out to be Nie Daoyi, the sect master of Tiandao City. Long time no see. How are you?"
When Nie Dao, the sect leader of Daocheng that day, heard this, his expression on his face turned gloomy to the extreme.