Deep Brotherhood, Rewriting History?

"Why..."

Zhao Jin fell unwillingly into a pool of blood. His sword was coated with deadly poison, and Zhao Jin life force was gradually draining away. He stared in disbelief at the middle-aged man in black robes who had attacked him.

The opponent was a Grandmaster- level expert.

The other party remained indifferent, saying calmly, "I have already pledged allegiance to the Second Prince. If anyone is to blame, it's you two brothers for being too outstanding; I had no choice but to eliminate you."

After speaking, the middle-aged man in the black robe turned to leave.

Under.

He also needs to get rid of Zhao Yang. By then, even if Song Huai Celestial Person the truth, Zhao Jin and Zhao Yang will both be dead, and the other princes' power will be far inferior to that of the second prince.

Ultimately, the throne could only be passed to the second prince.

He seemed to be trying to leave.

Zhao Jin's trusted followers also made their moves, but they were no match for a Grandmaster.

The middle-aged man in black robes swept his sword across the room.

The sword light exploded.

Zhao Jin's trusted subordinates had already suffered heavy casualties.

The middle-aged man in black robes smiled slightly and was about to leave.

But he found that his legs were being held.

Looking back.

Zhao Jin was covered in blood, but he clung tightly to his leg, shouting to his few remaining subordinates, "Go! Go quickly and inform Wudi! Tell him to leave the capital immediately!"

"Yes!"

The trusted followers weren't stupid either; they scattered in all directions, none of them fleeing down a single path.

The middle-aged man in black robes laughed, "Zhao Jin, do you think this will work?"

He finished speaking.

The middle-aged man in black robes flicked his sword, creating a series of sword flashes.

Those who had fled were instantly torn to pieces and died on the spot.

Seeing that almost all the fleeing people were about to fall, Zhao Jin's eyes widened in fury as he looked at the sword in the black-robed middle-aged man's hand.

Then.

With all his might, he managed to grasp the sword in the black-robed middle-aged man's hand.

This was to buy time for the last survivor to escape.

"Zhao Jin, are you in such a hurry to die?"

The middle-aged man in black robes' gaze darkened, and he was about to sever Zhao Jin's head.

But then...

A light, airy voice rang out.

"You saw it all, didn't you...?"

"Who?"

The middle-aged man in black robes was startled and looked up at the sky.

All I saw was...

Two ethereal figures appeared on the clouds without him even noticing, a fact unknown to him despite his Grandmaster Realm.

These two people were Chen Ning and Li Changsheng.

The sentence he just said was what Chen Ning said to Zhao Yang, the Carefree King.

Now.

Zhao Yang, carrying a broadsword on his back, stared furiously at the middle-aged man in black robes.

"Don't worry about me, let's go!"

Zhao Jin shouted at the top of his lungs.

The middle-aged man in black robes laughed, "It's truly effortless; you've come to your death on your own, saving me the trouble of making a trip."

As he spoke, he glanced above his head and asked, "Are these two your reinforcements? They're well hidden, but unfortunately they're only Ninth Rank. These two can't stop me."

At this moment, Zhao Yang's strength was far beyond that of Celestial Person five hundred years later.

He had only just entered the Ninth Rank at this point.

He was no match for the middle-aged man in black robes, but seeing his elder brother in such a miserable state, he glared fiercely, drew his sword, and charged forward.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out.

Zhao Yang was then knocked back and crashed heavily against the palace wall.

"Let's send you brothers on your way today!"

The middle-aged man in the black robe burst into laughter.

He then slashed at Zhao Jin with his sword.

But at this moment...

A Sword-Ray descended from the sky, piercing the black-robed middle-aged man's brow and instantly taking his life.

Even at the very end, the middle-aged man in black robes couldn't believe that he had been instantly killed by a Ninth Rank.

Then.

Chen Ning flicked his finger again.

A vibrant green light descended upon Zhao Jin's head.

The latter was poisoned and was near death, while Chen Ning was a master of both alchemy and poison, especially in the Poison Dao, which had reached a supreme level.

Saving Zhao Jin's life is not difficult.

"Thank you for saving me!"

Seeing that his elder brother's complexion was gradually improving, Zhao Yang bowed to Chen Ning in gratitude.

Zhao Jin, having regained some of his senses, looked at Chen Ning and struggled to his feet, saying, "Thank you..."

Then, he looked at Zhao Yang and said, "Now that the second son is going to rebel, don't blame your brother. Father's edict is about to be made public. Let me stabilize the situation first and quell the second son's rebellion before we brothers discuss the succession to the throne."

"Brother, don't speak. Let me heal your wounds first. We can talk about everything after we've defeated the second brother!"

Zhao Yang was also very worried about his brother's injuries.

Zhao Jin felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this. He knew that his younger brother had always wanted to be emperor, but unfortunately, their father had passed the throne to him. Now, with his second brother rebelling, the most urgent task was to quell the rebellion.

And.

The various dynasties of the Azure Heaven Realm had only recently been unified.

The situation is turbulent.

Many forces are stirring.

After the death of Emperor Wanling, Zhao Jin still had to expend considerable effort to stabilize the situation.

Seeing the two brothers, who were sworn enemies five hundred years later, showing such brotherly affection, Li Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, "This scene is quite interesting. So you went back five hundred years to rewrite history? To prevent them from fighting to the death?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Li Changsheng's expression changed drastically.

According to the actual course of history, Zhao Yang would not have seen this scene today, which is why the Carefree King later plotted to rebel against Zhao Jin.

But at this moment...

Chen Ning had informed Zhao Yang in advance so he could witness this scene.

Wouldn't history then be rewritten?

But if it were truly rewritten, wouldn't everything that happened afterward also cease to exist?