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Over Ming Capital.
The scorched earth that had been plowed by Silver Moon Divine Light Wave was filled with strong blood and the burnt smell of Soul Power.
The twelve Level 9 Soul Engineer who were turned into ashes did not leave even a trace of their remains.
Only a few cracks on the ground that spread like spider webs and those dark red light spots that are slowly dissipating are left.
More than sixty guards collapsed on the ground, blood pouring out of their mouths, their breath was dying, and they could not even utter a cry.
Ju Zi sat on his knees on the scorched earth, his orange-red clothes stained by dust and blood.
Her hands were firmly supporting the ground, her chest was heaving violently, and every breath was accompanied by a burst of cramping pain coming from deep within her internal organs.
Her hair fell down, and a few strands of gray hair stuck to her pale face covered with fine beads of sweat, completely tearing away her former majesty and calmness.
Xu Yunhan was half-kneeling in front of her, that young and stalwart body leaning slightly forward at this moment.
His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and there was cold sweat dripping down his forehead, but his back was still straight and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, staring at Long Zhanye in the sky.
Long Zhanye slowly descended from the sky, and the slender body of Girl was like a piece of falling white feathers, landing lightly and calmly on the scorched earth.
Her eyes slowly swept over the messy battlefield, and finally fell on the mother and son.
She took a step forward, and the sound of that step was so soft that she could hardly hear it, but it hit Xu Yunhan's heart like a heavy hammer.
Xu Yunhan suddenly straightened his back, Three-Eyed White Tiger's third eye suddenly lit up, and a mental wave shot in the direction of Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye didn't dodge or even stop.
The mental wave collapsed and dissipated on its own when it touched three feet in front of him.
"You are no match for me. Stop making pointless resistance."
Long Zhanye said, "When you were in your heyday, you couldn't take a blow from Elder Kong. Now that you are seriously injured, you still want to show off in front of me?"
His eyes crossed Xu Yunhan's shoulders and fell on Ju Zi's pale face.
Ju Zi's lips moved slightly, and those orange-red eyes suddenly shrank the moment Long Zhanye's eyes touched them.
"Ju Zi. When you gave me that cup of poisonous wine at the celebration banquet more than sixty years ago, did you ever think about today?"
Ju Zi's pupils trembled violently, her lips opened, and she let out an indistinct whimper from her throat.
"You haven't thought about it." Long Zhanye answered for her, "Because in your eyes, I am just a chess piece."
"A leader of the Soul Engineer regiment who comes from a humble background and relies on a few victories can be thrown away after use."
"But I survived."
"You survived..." Ju Zi finally squeezed out a sentence.
"Long Zhanye, you survived... and became so powerful..."
She finally closed her eyes slowly, as if resigned to her fate.
"But I don't regret it."
Xu Yunhan suddenly turned his head to look at his mother, with shock and confusion filling his pupils.
Ju Zi opened his eyes again, "Long Zhanye, you are right, I did poison your wine."
"I did make a deal with Huo Yuhao. I did want your life. Because at that time, you were a threat to my son."
"A young man who has made great military exploits, holds two beast king Soul Engineer regiments, and is highly respected in the entire Sun Moon Empire army. How can you let me, the emperor and empress, sleep peacefully?"
Her voice became more urgent and louder as she spoke, "You ask me if I have thought about today? Of course I have!"
"From the day I attacked you, I thought about countless possible endings. I thought you would die, and I thought you would come back for revenge..."
Long Zhanye listened quietly, and after Ju Zi finished speaking, he slowly spoke:
"Are you done?"
Ju Zi's chest was heaving violently. Looking at Long Zhanye's unruffled face, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill running up from the depths of his spine.
"Then it's my turn to say it."
Long Zhanye turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the figure on the side who was tightly tied up by Level 9 Binding Light.
Huo Yuhao was hunched over and paralyzed on the scorched earth, his eyes were half-closed and his eye sockets were sunken, like an oil lamp that was about to burn out.
More than sixty years of imprisonment and bloodletting have turned his once high-spirited Spirit Ice Douluo into a shell that can barely maintain breathing.
But when he heard the voice of Ju Zi, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his cloudy eyes slowly opened a slit.
"Huo Yuhao." Long Zhanye spoke. There was no sarcasm, no hatred in his voice, not even a hint of condescending pity, only a calm statement.
"When you stole Humanoid Soul Tool during the Ming Capital explosion more than seventy years ago, I caught you."
"At that time, I thought you were very interesting. You are obviously a genius, but you always like to do some sneaky things."
Huo Yuhao's lips moved slightly, and a wisp of dark red blood spilled between the cracked lips.
"Later, you and Ju Zi teamed up to harm me with poisoned wine and bombarded me with eleven Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon..."
Long Zhanye's voice is still calm, like a slowly flowing river, "Do you think I should hate you?"
Huo Yuhao's lips moved again, "It's time..."
"Then should I kill you?"
Huo Yuhao was silent. His eyes were filled with extremely complex emotions at that moment.
There was fear, regret, unwillingness, relief, and a trace of calm that even he himself could not understand.
He nodded slowly, as if he had exhausted the last bit of strength in his body.
"That's right."
Long Zhanye did not move, and his eyes finally moved to Ju Zi.
"Ju Zi, you just said you have no regrets. Then let me ask you, if you had it to do over again, would you still take that poison?"
Ju Zi's lips tightened, and he was struggling fiercely inside.
Her eyes swept over Huo Yuhao's gray face in an instant, and over Xu Yunhan's bloody young face...
"I..." Her voice was hoarse and dry, "I don't know."
"Of course you don't know."
"Because you have never really thought about what other people's lives are."
"You only think about your son, your status, and your revenge!"
"Huo Yuhao has feelings for you, so you take advantage of his feelings. Xu Tianran is your husband, so you poison him to death."
"I have made great military exploits for Sun Moon, and you will give me poisonous wine. Have you ever truly regarded anyone as a human being in your life?"
Ju Zi's lips were trembling slightly, and tears were welling up in his eyes.
"Xiangbiao, the Sun Moon Emperor 'Xu Yunhan' in front of us is not the son of Xu Tianran, right, but the seed of Huo Yuhao?"
Long Zhanye's words made Ju Zi's body shake suddenly, and her lips froze in a half-open state.
Sun Moon Emperor 'Xu Yunhan' suddenly turned his head to look at his mother.
"Queen mother...?"
Long Zhanye's eyes slowly wandered between the mother and son.
Ju Zi let out a hoarse whimper in his throat. "You... how could you..."
"How do I know?" Long Zhanye tilted his head slightly, "Mutated White Tiger Martial Soul of Mental Attribute, who else is Mutated White Tiger Martial Soul apart from Huo Yuhao?"
Xu Yunhan's body shook suddenly, and he slowly turned his head to look at his mother who was lying limply on the scorched earth.
"Mother... is what he said true?"
Ju Zi's lips trembled, "It's... really."
Xu Yunhan's body suddenly took several steps backward at that moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"So... my last name is Huo?"