Chaoge, Meridian Gate.
A grim, murderous air permeated every cold bluestone slab.
The two princes, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, were roughly shoved by the Imperial Guards and forced heavily to their knees. Their prison uniforms had long been soaked in blood, and of their once noble faces, only ash-gray despair remained.
After verifying their identities, the Execution Supervisor threw two wooden placards bearing their names behind them.
"The time has come!"
He called out loudly, his voice devoid of warmth.
"Execute them!"
Two bare-chested executioners, their muscles knotted and bulging, raised their Ghost-head sabers at the same time—blades capable of severing dragons. Beneath the pale afternoon sun, the edges reflected a blinding cold gleam that made it impossible to keep one's eyes open.
Yin Hong could no longer hold back a despairing sob. Yin Jiao clenched his teeth tightly, desperately shielding his younger brother behind him, his eyes burning with boundless hatred for that father and that throne.
The blades came crashing down!
At that very moment.
The heavens changed.
A vast, boundless Yuqing Immortal Light descended from the Ninth Heavens like a frozen Milky Way, instantly covering the entire Meridian Gate. The two Ghost-head sabers poised to drink blood shattered inch by inch the moment the immortal light touched them, turning to dust.
Every Imperial Guard and official was rendered unable to move beneath that godlike pressure, their souls trembling in terror.
Two figures slowly emerged from the immortal light.
One held the Heaven-Turning Seal in his palm, his expression solemn. It was Guangchengzi.
The other held the Yin Yang Mirror, his expression cold. It was Chi Jingzi.
"Stop!"
Guangchengzi's voice was like a Heavenly Dao Edict, exploding in everyone's hearts.
"Di Xin is cruel and immoral, bewitched by a demon consort, slaughtering his own children. Heaven cannot