The Great Saint Mingli died a tragic death.
Mingli Divine Dynasty fell, its remnants scattered like monkeys after a tree fell, and one after another followed in the footsteps of the Great Saint Mingli.
The Great Saint Yuwen Ming perished at the hands of the Vast Sea Saint King.
With his mind in turmoil, Great Saint Xi Lian was killed by Dongfang Ji in a bloody battle.
One after another, powerful figures died.
Mingli Divine Dynasty and the Taiyu Divine Dynasty suffered numerous deaths.
But in the end, the victor was the Taiyu Divine Dynasty! Even if it was a Pyrrhic victory!
Dongfang Ji, the Taiyu Divine Lord, had not been in such a sorry state for thousands of years.
His face was stained with blood, he was panting heavily, and he looked almost completely exhausted, but he still supported himself with his sword and walked step by step down from the battlefield to the Ascension Platform and to the side of the Eldest Imperial Prince.
The people of the Mingli Divine Dynasty had already abandoned the Eldest Imperial Prince in their frantic escape.
At this moment, the Eldest Imperial Prince was isolated and helpless, his face pale as he looked at his father, the madness and chaos in his eyes finally clearing up.
He never imagined it would turn out this way.
In his original view, those were three Great Saint!
That should be enough to take down the Emperor...
Unexpectedly, two other people appeared and came to the aid of the Taiyu Divine Dynasty.
That man in red, that Lin Xuan... how could they be so terrifying?
As the Taiyu Divine Lord Dongfang Ji approached step by step, the Eldest Imperial Prince's eyes revealed more and more despair.
His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, stumbling back two steps on his hands and feet. He didn't care that his clothes were covered in dust; he just twisted his face into a half-laughing, half-crying expression and murmured, trying to call back Dongfang Ji's tenderness.
"Father, please spare me..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Before he could even finish a complete sentence, a sharp sword light suddenly flashed past his eyes and sliced across his neck.
In the end, all that remained in his ears was Dongfang Ji's cold and furious voice.
"You beast, die!"
Blood spurted.
Dongfang Ji showed no mercy.
He coldly stared at the Eldest Imperial Prince's head rolling at his feet. Fear and disbelief lingered on the face that resembled his own, but Dongfang Ji felt no heartache whatsoever.
He could understand and accept that the Eldest Imperial Prince wanted to depose him from the throne.
However, this beast dared to join forces with the Mingli, which is a grave taboo.
Even if he could keep him, the rest of the Taiyu Divine Dynasty would absolutely not tolerate this weak yet ruthless beast living in this world.
I'd rather kill him with my own One Sword.
He died a swift and decisive death.
Having killed the Eldest Imperial Prince with One Sword strike, Dongfang Ji let out a soft breath.
He looked around at the chaos, listened to the cacophony around him, and a sharp glint flashed across his brow.
Then he spoke in a deep voice.
" The Mingli are dead! Everyone, follow me to slay the enemy and protect our Taiyu!"
The battle for the imperial city has finally come to an end.
Blood flowed everywhere, and the corpses were quickly collected. Only the sword wound that cleaved the center of the entire imperial city remained, refusing to fade.
Dongfang Ji was quite magnanimous; he simply abandoned the imperial city, preserved the sword mark intact, and established a new imperial city in another place.
The damage was limited to some buildings on both sides.
Both his national treasury and the library of his Taiyu Divine Dynasty were completely intact.
The princess's residence was located to the east and was not affected by the sword marks in this catastrophe.
Princess Dongfang Muxue was officially placed as the sole heir after the death of the Eldest Imperial Prince. Dongfang Ji intended to promote her and use the flame of inheritance to wash away the gloomy atmosphere that had been plaguing the entire Taiyu Divine Dynasty in recent days.
In an instant, the name Dongfang Muxue resounded throughout the entire Divine Dynasty.
All Sixteen Princes' Mansions went to the capital to offer their congratulations.
Meanwhile, inside the original imperial palace, now temporarily the main hall of the imperial city.
Dongfang Ji, Lin Xuan, and the Vast Sea Saint King sat on equal footing, gathered in the main hall.
There was another Lin Zhiruo who just wouldn't leave, so Lin Xuan simply gave her a few books on talisman techniques and let her play around with them.
Looking at the two people before him, Dongfang Ji felt a pang of sadness. He had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to begin.
Finally, he sighed, raised his hand, and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Lin Xuan and the other person.
"Thank you both for your help. Dongfang Ji is grateful."
As soon as he finished speaking, the God Lord of the Taiyu Divine Dynasty stood up, bowed deeply, and did so without hesitation.
Lin Xuan did not avoid it and simply accepted the bow.
He deserves it.
After Dongfang Ji bowed in thanks, Lin Xuan raised his hand to help Dongfang Ji to his feet, saying in a light tone, "No need to be so polite, it was nothing at all."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Ji smiled wryly and shook his head.
"This is no small matter; it is a life-saving grace. It not only saved my life, but also the lifeline of my Taiyu Divine Dynasty."
His gratitude was genuine.
It was also from the heart.
Dongfang Ji knew very well that if it weren't for these two people intervening, he might not be where he is today.
He knew that he, the Taiyu Divine Dynasty, and his daughter would all die in the turmoil of the past few days.
but...
"There is still one thing that Dongfang Ji does not understand. I wonder if you two could enlighten me?"
Seeing that Lin Xuan showed no sign of blaming him, Dongfang Ji paused for a moment before finishing his sentence.
After all, this problem had indeed been bothering him for several days.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was driven to the brink of despair.
"I would like to know where you two fellow Daoists come from, and why you have come to my Taiyu Divine Dynasty? If you have important matters to attend to, perhaps I can offer some assistance."
Although Dongfang Ji had previously received information that Lin Xuan had come at the invitation of Princess Xia and was from Taiyu Holy Heaven.
But judging from his performance that day, he was almost on par with the Monkey Great Saint!
The Primordial Holy Heaven...
As a god-king, he was well aware of the strength of the dominant forces in other domains.
The Primordial Holy Heaven is considered one of the ten overlords of the Holy Heaven Domain, but it's only at the bottom. When did it acquire such strength?
Moreover, the person next to him is even more incredibly powerful!
They even want to be above themselves, the rulers of this divine dynasty.
Could such a person truly be invited by the princess of the True Spirit Prince's Mansion?
Lin Xuan didn't intend to hide anything.
He shook his head casually.
"I am indeed a person of the Primordial Holy Heaven. I have completed all the things I needed to do. Thank you for your kindness, Divine Lord."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Lin Zhiruo, softening considerably, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"I came to the Taiyu Divine Dynasty for two reasons: to find my disciple and to find my Lineage members. Both have been successfully completed."
At this point, a faint thought crossed Lin Xuan's mind.
He hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, looked at Dongfang Ji, and slowly said, "There is something I want to say... I wonder if the Taiyu Divine Lord has ever heard of the once-famous Lin Saint Clan?"
The Lin Saint Clan... Lin Xuan...
A hint of shock flashed across Dongfang Ji's eyes, and a solemn expression crept onto his brows. He nodded cautiously.
"Of course I've heard of it."
As the controller of one of the largest forces in the Eastern Continent, a Great Saint, how could he not know about the tremendous changes that occurred in the Profound Heaven Holy Land decades ago?
I've only heard that the Lin Saint Clan has been almost completely wiped out.
For so many years, he had never heard any news of the Lin Saint Clan, and he thought...
"You..." Dongfang Ji looked at Lin Xuan, and seeing the other's composed expression, his initial hesitation vanished. He subconsciously asked, "Could it be that you are a member of the Lin Saint Clan?"
Lin Xuan had considered the timing of revealing this news.
Based on his long-term interactions with Dongfang Ji, he could sense that the other party was definitely not a villain.
Furthermore, the Taiyu Divine Dynasty and the Profound Heaven Holy Land have absolutely no connection.
It's safe to say that he is completely innocent.
Therefore, he nodded, looked at Dongfang Ji's still shocked eyes, and asked a question.
"That's right, I am indeed a member of the Lin Saint Clan. I escaped from the Eastern Continent by chance back then, and by some stroke of fortuitous opportunity, I founded the Sword Pavilion."
"To be honest, Lord God, I will return to this Profound Heaven Holy Land sooner or later. I am being frank today because I want to ask you a question."
"Would the Divine Lord be willing to join my Sword Pavilion?"