Ever since Ye Zhuo had taken the empress away and gone into seclusion,
the world had been in turmoil, with one major upheaval after another.
First, the princes fought over the throne. Then the vassal kings rebelled, trying to seize it for themselves.
With the martial experts she had gathered and her father's support, Zhao Min claimed the throne as empress.
She became the second empress.
The martial world fared no better.
Zhao Min personally turned it into a quagmire. Countless martial artists grew suspicious of one another while she reaped the rewards.
She had intended this conflict to leave both the righteous and evil factions in ruins.
The martial experts who remained would become the court's hounds.
And now,
countless experts had besieged Wudang Mountain. Even Zhang Sanfeng had been wounded in a sneak attack by Song Qingshu.
At the moment of crisis, Zhang Wuji arrived once more.
But he was not the one Zhao Min wanted to see.
She wanted Ye Zhuo—the martial world's greatest demon, who had shattered every plan at Bright Summit, casually killed the emperor, and abducted the empress!
Wudang Mountain.
Outside the main hall.
Martial experts filled the grounds.
Zhao Min snapped open her folding fan and declared, brimming with confidence, "Zhang Sanfeng is formidable, and Zhang Wuji isn't bad either.
But if anyone can shake the whole world, it has to be Ye Zhuo, master of the Demon Cult.
I searched through ancient texts before finding even a few scraps about him. If the Demon Cult doesn't show itself today,
I'll trample Wudang Mountain beneath my cavalry and show the martial world that no matter how strong a fighter is, he's no match for an army!"
Zhao Min had already lost to Zhang Wuji in their duel.
Yet she showed no fear.
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