Three Imperial Cities, it rained continuously. After the heavy downpour, the rain gradually weakened and continued to rain for nearly two days.
Thirteenth Prince's Manor, In the king's palace, the fire rose. In front of the fire, a figure with white hair and plain clothes sat quietly, his eyes tired, as if he had not rested for a long time.
Opposite, Yin Ji looked at Thirteenth Prince in front of him, a look of concentration flashed across his naturally indifferent face.
Why did Thirteenth Prince faint in his own house for no reason? Could it be that there was something wrong with his body?
"Your Highness"
After thinking for a long time, Yin Ji finally couldn't suppress the worry in his heart and asked, "Why did you suddenly faint in the house?"
"I went to the Reincarnation Sea not long ago. I was injured a little while fighting for the fairy sword. It's not serious." Ning Chen answered truthfully.
"Immortal sword?"
Yin Ji frowned and said, "There was a strange movement in the Reincarnation Sea a few days ago. Many people went there, but almost none of them came back. Could it be that those strange movements were a precursor to the birth of the Immortal Sword?"
"Yeah"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "The master of Asahi Royal City has great luck and brought out the fairy sword from the Reincarnation Sea. I was instructed by my master to intercept it and it took a lot of effort to take back the fairy sword."
"Congratulations to Your Highness for acquiring another magical weapon. With the help of the Immortal Sword, I believe His Highness will be even more powerful than before." Yin Ji said respectfully.
"Let's leave this matter aside for now."
Ning Chen changed the subject and asked, "How did you do what I told you?"
"It's all arranged."
Yin Ji replied, "As soon as His Highness gives the order, the hidden stakes planted by our clan will take action immediately."
Ning Chen nodded, looking at the beating fire in front of him, with little ripples flashing in his tired eyes.
It's finally almost over.
"Your Highness, if we do this, will it arouse the anger of the two Demon Emperors?" Yin Ji said, expressing his worries.
"Yes!"
Ning Chen responded softly, "But don't worry. Without conclusive evidence, even the two Demon Emperors cannot take action at will. I asked you to use non-Ghost people, just to not give the two Demon Emperors a chance to attack."
"But His Highness will fight for unification in the future. If the two Demon Emperors are dissatisfied, wouldn't it mean that they will end their own future?" Yin Ji asked in confusion.
"You know too little about the two Demon Emperors."
Ning Chen stretched out his right hand and roasted it on the fire, slightly dispelling the chill in his body, and continued, "They have never recognized me for a moment. The reason why they gave Nine Kings Pearl is just to allow me to do my best to check and balance Third Prince in the days when First Prince is gone. The two Demon Emperors recognized the candidates for the unification, and now there is only First Prince."
Yin Ji looked slightly shocked when he heard this. It turned out that the ghost clan was far away from Three Imperial Cities and did not fully understand the situation in the imperial city. As for the thoughts of the two demon emperors, it was even more difficult to guess.
If this is true, then if the ghost clan chooses Thirteenth Prince, wouldn't it mean that they have no chance of winning.
Ning Chen raised his head, looked at the change in the expression of the woman in front of him, smiled lightly, and said, "Actually, you don't need to panic."
Having said this, Ning Chen stood up, walked to the front of the palace, looked to the west, and sneered, "Who can get the leadership of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan, after all, it still depends on who can survive to the end. That Demonic Emperor Kunyi cannot be trapped in forever. Farthest East, so, although First Prince has the support of the two demon kings, it may not be the final winner. As long as the position of unification is pending, the three-legged power will not be broken. Just wait patiently. Since the ghost clan has made a choice, it should believe in its own decision. Hesitation and hesitation are not good for us."
Yin Ji was silent. After a moment, he bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Your Highness."
"Is there anything else? If not, just retreat." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Yin Ji Farewell."
Yin Ji responded lightly, turned and left.
Yin Ji left, and the palace became quiet again. Only the crackling sound of the fire could be heard from time to time, adding a little vitality to the quiet Crown Prince's Estate.
Ning Chen looked at the rainy outside of the palace, standing silently, with thoughts flashing through his tired eyes, weighing every step he would take in the future.
"Shi Yu, go make a pot..."
After thinking for a long time and feeling slightly thirsty, Ning Chen subconsciously called out. Before he finished speaking, his tone suddenly paused.
His thoughts returned, Ning Chen looked back at the empty hall, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he almost forgot that the two girls were already gone.
With a sigh, Ning Chen walked out of the palace. Not long after, he came back with a teapot and tea, walked to the fire, and started making tea himself.
The tea in Fuzhong is of good quality. There is no need for exquisite tea art. The aroma of tea has gradually spread out.
Not long after, the tea was boiled. Ning Chen poured a cup of tea, looking at the green tea leaves floating in the tea, a look of nostalgia flashed across his face.
Over the years, I have tasted countless famous teas and defeated enemies one after another. However, I can no longer feel the same feeling as when I met my opponent in chess.
Fan Lingyue, what a pity.
The few failures he had in his life were all due to this Northern Mongolian Military Advisor. If God had not allowed such a stunning woman to exist for a long time, he might have really failed a hundred years ago.
Among the wise men in the world, Fan Lingyue is alone, and then they are.
Compared with the original Great Xia, the current Primeval Demonic Realm is actually not at a disadvantage.
Heavenly Demon Royal Clan has been unable to break the situation. The reason is not really because of lack of combat power, but because Heavenly Demon Royal Clan lacks people who can truly see the overall situation clearly.
Although the two Demon Emperors were very strong, their strength did not mean they were wiser than ordinary people.
The four major royal families have the same level of royal combat power. As long as the powerful royals check and balance each other, the key to influencing the battle situation lies in the decision-maker's control of the overall situation.
Among the Northern Continent and Witch Clan Sacred Hall, Gou Huang, who is aging day by day, opens his eyes and looks towards the Primeval Demonic Realm in the distance, with a flash of condensed color.
The fate of Thirteenth Prince has changed again.
In this Primeval Demonic Realm, the person she couldn't understand the most was the demon prince from the human race. He was amazing when he showed up.
It can be said that the situation of the five royal clans Demon Slaying was brought about by this devil prince. Although the five clans all have this intention, if there is no one operating in the middle, it is impossible to join forces.
What impressed her even more was that when Eight Legions was born and the five tribes were gradually falling behind, this son took the initiative to go north for peace talks and once again laid a new killing plot.
Heavenly Demon Clan If we still can't find out who is behind the secret plan, it will only be a matter of time before we fail.
It would be a nightmare for such a terrifying young man to be his enemy.
If someone had told her before meeting this boy that a young man with ordinary cultivation could mess up Primeval Demonic Realm to such an extent, she would never have believed it.
"Gou Huang-senpai."
At this moment, in the void, a shadow in plain clothes walked out, looked at the emperor in front of him, and saluted respectfully.
Seeing the person coming, Gou Huang stood up and said, "Congratulations to Thirteenth Prince for getting another magic weapon. Your strength has improved by leaps and bounds."
"It turns out that senior Gou Huang already knows."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "I'm just lucky to get some help. In front of senior Gou Huang, the strength of this junior is not worth mentioning at all."
"Thirteenth Prince is too modest."
Gou Huang said with a calm expression, "Now, in the world, except for the powerful emperors, His Highness is not afraid of anyone."
This Thirteenth Prince grew up too fast. She still clearly remembers that when they first met, the young man in front of her was amazing, but he was only superior to the younger generation. In just a few years, this boy has become proud of all the heroes in the world, and is not afraid of even the king-level experts.
What's even more frightening is that there are too few of these people. In the impression of the world, Thirteenth Prince of Heavenly Demons is still the young man who lives under the protection of Nine Nether Demonic Emperor. Although he is strong, he is not at the top.
"There are countless powerful people in the world. There are two Palace Masters Luojia and Sha Luo in the west. There are three Witch Queens Dark Moon, Hongxue and Bai Zhi in the north. Heavenly Demon Royal Clan also has peerless powerful people like Asura and Garuda. Compared with these seniors, this junior's strength is still far behind." Ning Chen responded modestly.
"The time you have cultivated is too short. To be able to achieve today's achievements is unprecedented. Even if there is still a gap between you and them, it will not be too different. At least, you no longer need to look up to them." Gou Huang said sternly.
Ning Chen smiled and did not talk much about this issue. He changed the topic and said, "Senior Gou Huang, I don't know how it is going. Asura will not be in seclusion for too long. Once this person takes action, the situation will definitely change again."
Gou Huang heard this, his expression became solemn, and he said seriously, "There has been some progress, but it still takes time. Primeval Demonic Realm can only rely on His Highness to continue to deal with it."
Ning Chen nodded, Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon has been perfected by successive demon kings, and is almost perfect. It is not easy to find flaws, and only Gou Huang who is proficient in deduction can do it.
It can be said that the most critical link in this round is Gou Huang.
"Gou Huang Senior, there is something I need to say, junior."
Ning Chen looked at the aging emperor of the Wu clan in front of him and reminded, "Although Miss Tian Xin has extraordinary talents, she is still young after all. It may not be easy to shoulder the rise and fall of the Wu clan. Seniors should have made plans in advance."
After hearing the reminder from the young man in front of her, Gou Huang fell silent. Thirteenth Prince's words were correct. She must arrange the future of the Wu clan in advance.
"It's getting late, I'll take my leave first."
Looking at Gou Huang in front of him, he fell into deep thought. Ning Chen did not stay any longer. He bowed respectfully, and his figure faded away and disappeared.
Thirteenth Prince's Manor, in the royal palace, Ning Chen opened his eyes, and his consciousness gradually returned.
Helpless sighs echoed in the hall, and my tired heart became heavier and heavier.
Why, things in this world are always a dilemma.
Ning Chen walked to the front of the hall and looked at the autumn rain that never stopped outside. The tiredness in his eyes became increasingly difficult to hide.
Gou Huang's longevity is getting shorter and shorter, and I'm afraid it won't last long.
He set up this game, and the person who sacrificed the most was the emperor of the Wu clan. However, if he wanted to complete the game of breaking the demon, Gou Huang's sacrifice was unavoidable.
He didn't want to hurt anyone, but he sacrificed too many people again and again.
If possible, I wish there would be no more wars in this world.