Does This Count as Tribulation Transcendence?

Unlike all the previous chess pieces, the piece he placed this time was the same color as the one the Elegant Man had placed—an alluring blood red.

Click!

As the piece fell, blood-red ripples spread outward. The colors across the entire chessboard visibly changed, and in the blink of an eye, they had all become one color.

The scattered, interwoven chess pieces merged together, forming a large blood-colored character.

KILL!!

Imperial Capital.

A figure entered from outside, dragging a long saber behind him. Its blade scraped across the ground, leaving a long trail.

"Marquis of Chang'an, what are you doing?"

The young eunuch at the palace gate collapsed to the ground and scrambled backward in terror.

"Put down the saber! We can talk this out!"

The Imperial Guards around them also detected the disturbance and quickly surrounded the area. Yet not a single one dared take action. They recognized the newcomer—the younger brother of the late Empress, and the current emperor's brother-in-law.

The commotion beyond the palace walls soon alerted those inside the hall.

A group of court officials emerged.

"Chen Hen?"

Amid the crowd, Fang Tianchou, dressed in a dragon robe, frowned as he looked at that familiar face. He could not help recalling the Empress who had just died of illness, recalling the woman from that night long ago—the woman he had promised to protect for the rest of his life.

"The Marquis of Chang'an's conduct suggests he is dissatisfied with Your Majesty."

The woman in white pressed her lips to Fang Tianchou's ear and whispered seductively.

"You entered the palace carrying a saber. Who are you trying to kill?"

Someone stepped forward and barked a rebuke.

"Defying the laws of the nation—his crime merits execution."

The Demonic Sect's leader also stepped forward, his gaze upon Chen Hen