No one cared whether the Human Emperor Sword's appearance was real or not. In the eyes of the Great Zhou princes, the sword represented just one thing: the position of Crown Prince!
Everyone had seen Ji Haodian's condition. Even with miraculous pills keeping him alive, he didn't have many years left.
So whoever seized the position of Crown Prince now would have one foot on the throne.
A faint light shrouded the altar, giving it a peaceful air.
But no one present believed the place was free of mechanisms and traps.
This was the mausoleum of the Great Zhou imperial ancestors. How could it possibly have no defenses?
None of the three groups wanted to be first. They just stared at one another.
But they couldn't keep it up for long.
Ji Yancheng and Ji Yanheng still hadn't arrived.
There was no need to mention Ji Yancheng's men. He had the support of not only the Duke of Zheng, but also several Great Zhou dukes and marquises, along with the Ningyuan Hall Su Family. He was the strongest of them all.
And the deposed Crown Prince, Ji Yanheng, was no pushover either. Somehow, he'd managed to enlist Shaolin Temple, and Shaolin Temple alone was powerful enough.
If the three of them kept dawdling here, then once Ji Yancheng and Ji Yanheng arrived, they'd have no chance of gaining the upper hand.
After discussing it, each group sent a Spirit Transformation Realm warrior to test the waters.
The three warriors were chosen, and nearly in unison, they stepped onto the edge of the altar.
But the altar suddenly split open, and three metal puppets clad in armor appeared atop it. They let out a roar that sounded nothing like a human's, then charged at the three Spirit Transformation Realm warriors with