After listening to the emperor's master's explanation, Ji Tianxing and Murong Zheng suddenly realized.
No wonder the emperor's master would appear at this moment and save Murong Zheng at this crucial moment.
It turned out that the Emperor's Master had expected this day to happen more than a year ago.
For more than a year, the Imperial Master has been paying attention to Murong Zheng's movements.
Ji Tianxing frowned and said in a cold tone: "Master Imperial, since you have been monitoring Murong Zheng, you know that what happened tonight was that he deliberately murdered me.
I had no intention of retaliating against the Murong family, and you know this very well.
But Murong Zheng is seeking death himself, and it is only natural for me to kill him, so why do you want to save him again?"
In fact, he knew some things in his heart, and he also knew that what happened tonight was a foregone conclusion, and he would definitely not be able to kill Murong Zheng.
But he couldn't bear this tone and had to find an explanation from the Imperial Master!
The Imperial Master sighed, showed a smile that was true, nodded and said: "That's right, I know the cause and course of the matter very well.
Murong Zheng deliberately plotted to kill you tonight for revenge. Even if you kill him, he deserves it.
But I just said that nothing will happen to you or the Murong family. This is the emperor's wish.
Now that the demons are wreaking havoc on the world, our clan will once again face a bloody storm. The emperor must maintain the stability of the human race and resist the demons with all his strength, and does not want to see the internal forces of our clan break up.
Tianxing, you have always been a person who understands righteousness, and you are also the most favored genius that the emperor relies on.
I believe that you don’t want to see the demons slaughtering our people wantonly, and our strong men are withering, and no one can protect the people of Dawn, right?”
Hearing this, Ji Tianxing fell silent.
"The Imperial Master and the Emperor know my nature very well, so they used the demon clan as an excuse and the common people in the world as an excuse to let me spare Murong Zheng..."
At this time, the emperor's master continued: "Tianxing, I have announced an edict on behalf of the emperor, and this matter ends here!
Back then you killed Murong Lingfeng, now you spare Murong Zheng's life.
A life is worth a life, the relationship between you will be cleared, and the grudge between you and the Murong family will be ended.
From now on, neither party is allowed to seek revenge, otherwise the Imperial Court will intervene and severely punish the party seeking revenge!"
When Ji Tianxing heard this, he felt a little conflicted in his heart and sneered: "Emperor Master, do you think this is possible? The hatred between the Murong family and I is already deep. Can it be resolved with just these two words of yours?"
The emperor's master looked at him expressionlessly and said in a solemn tone: "These are not what I said, but the emperor's actual words.
No matter how big the blood feud is between you and the Murong family, you must obey the imperial court's orders!
Even if it is impossible, as long as the emperor gives an order, it will become possible, and you must obey the order!"
The emperor's master's tone was low and dignified, containing an unquestionable domineering momentum.
Ji Tianxing remained silent again, unable to refute.
After all, all human races in the world are under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Court. This has been the rule and principle since ancient times.
Unless he rebels against the human race, or his strength far exceeds that of the Imperial Court, he is qualified to disobey the Imperial Court's orders and not be bound by the Imperial Court.
Just like the Sword God a thousand years ago, not only was he not under the control of the Imperial Court, but the Imperial Court even asked for help from him!
Thinking of this, Ji Tianxing became more and more eager to reach the realm of the Sword God as soon as possible and restore the supreme glory of the Sword God!
He is not a descendant of the imperial court, nor is he an emperor in charge of the human race. He cannot give up his own grievances and hatreds to maintain the peace of the world.
He yearns even more to become a peerless strongman like the God of Swords, who has no restraints, can come and go like the wind, and act according to his own temperament and preferences.
That is the unparalleled powerhouse in the world of swordsmanship, the carefree god of swordsmanship!
At this time, the Imperial Master turned around and looked at Murong Zheng, who was not far away, and asked in a deep voice: "Murong Zheng! You have heard clearly what I said. Do you have any objections?"
Murong Zheng had just escaped a disaster and was saved by the emperor's master. Of course, he had no objections.
He quickly sent out a spiritual message and echoed in a solemn tone: "Your Imperial Majesty, please tell Your Majesty that I will obey your orders and will never violate them!
In addition, I, the Murong family, will always be loyal to the Imperial Court and serve the common people of the human race!"
A playful smile appeared on the corner of the Imperial Master's lips, and he said in a majestic tone: "Very good! Murong Zheng, you are indeed a person who understands the general situation. I hope you will always remember what I said tonight.
Since you, the Murong family, are loyal to the imperial court and serve the people of the human race, I will now announce the second decree of the emperor.
The emperor ordered that within half a year, Murong Zheng personally led one hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Murong family to rush to the battlefield in northern Xinjiang to resist the invasion of the demon army.
If the demon clan's rebellion is not settled, Murong Zheng and the soldiers of the Murong family will not be able to return to Zhongzhou!"
After announcing the emperor's order, the imperial master added with a calm face: "Murong Zheng, your Murong family has established itself in Zhongzhou and has enjoyed peace and prosperity for thousands of years.
Now that the demon clan is causing harm to the common people, it is time for the Murong family to step forward, serve the imperial court, and protect the human race from the wind and rain!"
When Murong Zheng heard these words, his soul was shocked and his mood was extremely complicated.
His righteous and awe-inspiring words were just words meant to show off to the emperor's master.
Those words sounded high-sounding and expressed the loyalty of the Murong family, but in fact he was absolutely unwilling to fulfill them.
But now, the emperor ordered him to lead one hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Murong family to the battlefield to resist the demon army.
He boasted of his loyalty just now, so he couldn't immediately regret it and disobey the emperor's will, right?
Isn’t that a slap in the face?
Besides, do the Murong family have the right to disobey the emperor's will?
Absolutely not!
"Damn it! These two old guys, the Emperor Master and the Emperor, have long understood my nature and guessed how I would answer, so they set a trap for me in advance!"
Murong Zheng was secretly resentful and regretful and just wanted to vomit blood... Unfortunately, he didn't have a physical body, so he couldn't vomit blood even if he wanted to.
After hesitating for a moment, he said in a somewhat difficult tone: "Your Imperial Majesty, of course I will obey the Emperor's will and I will never dare to neglect it.
But the power of my Murong family is meager, with only a few thousand people in the family, how can we get 100,000 elite soldiers?"
Hearing these words, the emperor's master immediately sneered and said in an indifferent tone: "Murong Zheng, I and the emperor both know the power of the Murong family!
Don't play around with those little tricks, it's just making people laugh.
You only have half a year to heal your wounds, mobilize all the forces under your command, and gather 100,000 elite soldiers.
Don't waste your time with me here, go back to heal your wounds quickly and prepare for the expedition!"
Murong Zheng was suddenly speechless. He was filled with shame and speechless after being refuted by the emperor's master.
Of course, the Murong family can gather 100,000 elite soldiers.
But that was to recruit all the forces under the Murong family and mobilize 80% of the elite warriors!
Half a year later, he rushed to the battlefield in northern Xinjiang with 100,000 elite troops, which was equivalent to taking away 80% of the Murong family's power!
Once one hundred thousand elite soldiers die on the battlefield, the Murong family will be dead in name only!
The emperor's decree can be described as ruthless and decisive!