The Golden Roof Confrontation

At those words, the empress before the Hall of the Son of Heaven flew into a rage, her phoenix brows shooting upward.

Feng Linglong let out a sharp rebuke, and a sword-like force tore through the air, slashing toward the Grand Marshal and Qin Yanyu.

In her eyes, the Grand Marshal had dared to speak such treasonous words at a time like this. He deserved to die.

But she did not know that a yellow talisman had suddenly shot out of the wind like lightning, blocking the snowstorm and silently dissolving that deadly Sword Qi.

Feng Linglong stamped hard on the ground in anger, leaving a footprint.

With a ringing clang, a fierce Sword Qi slashed straight toward the boy in the center of the square.

Wang Xian swung the broken sword in his hand. It let out a mournful cry above the square and shattered Feng Linglong's sword in the wind.

Everyone was stunned.

Who could have imagined that the boy would break the High Priestess's sword in the wind with nothing but a broken sword?

"When a name is unjust, the words spoken under it cannot be right!"

Wang Xian ignored the Grand Marshal and Qin Yanyu in the wind, and the empress, whose chest was heaving with fury.

He even ignored the Tower Lord Feng Qingyi, who was about to fight him to the death.

Instead, he spoke, one word at a time. "I said it before. Your struggle over the throne had nothing to do with me, and I didn't care who had killed whom."

As he spoke, he glanced back at Hu Keke, who was biting her lip, and shook his head.

Then he looked up at the sky and murmured, "It's just that, on the first day I came to the Southern Frontier, I