The Prince Falls, the Imperial Treasury Is Plundered

Now that everyone is here.

Dongfang Yueming slowly raised his head, his deep eyes sweeping indifferently over Zi Wuji and Yan Nantian on the high platform, finally settling on Zi Feng, who was slumped on the ground.

"Then let's settle the score properly."

"No... don't come any closer!" Zi Feng crawled backward on all fours, fear driving him mad. "Father! Uncle Yan! Kill him! Kill him now! He's a demon..."

"Shut up!!!"

Zi Wuji roared in despair, wishing he could stab this rebellious son to death right now!

But it was too late.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Dongfang Yueming's lips.

"Kill me?"

"With you?"

"Boom--!!!"

A terrifying aura that had been suppressed within him was now released completely, without any reservation!

[Immortal Lord Perfection]!

[High-Rank Law of Fire (Perfection)]!

[Superior Rank: Law of Earth (Perfection)]!

The world changed color!

The midday sun, which had been blazing brightly, instantly lost its brilliance!

The sky above the entire Purple Tenuity Imperial Capital was divided into two parts: half transformed into a sea of crimson-gold fire that burned the heavens, and the other half into the Xuanhuang Earth that suppressed the ages!

Fire and earth generate each other, amplifying the oppressive force!

This aura, though only at the Immortal Lord level, has already faintly touched the threshold of the Immortal Venerable level in terms of the laws!

"Snap--!"

The protective array that the Purple Tenuity Imperial Capital was so proud of actually let out a mournful cry under the impact of this oppressive force, and cracks appeared everywhere!

"What... level is this?!"

"Splash! Splash! Splash!"

On the plaza, hundreds of thousands of cultivators, whether they were Immortal Soldier, Immortal General, or even those Immortal Lord lords hidden in the shadows, knelt down in droves, like harvested wheat!

They don't want to kneel!

But that absolute suppression originating from the level of life itself forced them to kneel!

On the high platform.

Zi Feng was already pinned to the ground, foaming at the mouth, unable to even let out a scream.

And those two Immortal Emperor standing at the peak of a mid-level Immortal Dynasty— Zi Wuji and Yan Nantian.

His face was flushed, and his bones were cracking!

They gritted their teeth, trying to maintain their royal dignity and stand upright.

But the oppressive force of that Higher Law was like two ancient divine mountains, pressing heavily on their shoulders!

"Ascension... Perfection?!"

"And it's... a dual-elemental superior position?!"

A desperate lament escaped Yan Nantian's lips.

He finally realized that what he had encountered at the Purple Gold Ore Vein was merely the tip of the iceberg!

"Thump!"

finally.

Amidst the horrified gazes of countless citizens.

The two Immortal Emperor ' knees buckled, and they slowly knelt down before the figure in blue robes standing in the center of the plaza!

One man can govern an entire nation!

The crowd knelt in submission!

Dongfang Yueming stood in the center of the crowd, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a demon god descended to earth.

He looked at Zi Feng, who lay on the high platform like a dead dog, and spoke calmly, yet his voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"I am coming."

"Now..."

"You want to judge me?"

The square was deathly silent.

Zi Feng collapsed to the ground, looking down at the man who seemed like a god or demon looking down on him. At this moment, all the pride, ambition, and scheming in his heart turned into the most primal... survival instinct.

"No... don't kill me!"

Tears streamed down his face as he frantically moved backward, trying to get away from the Grim Reaper.

"It was them! They were the ones who instigated me!"

His finger trembled as he pointed at his die-hard followers, who were already pale with fear, and he roared hysterically, "They were the ones who said they wanted to capture Qingxue to please Father! I... I just..."

"Enough!"

A furious shout, filled with pain and determination, interrupted his disgraceful act.

The ruler of Ziwei Kingdom, Zi Wuji, slowly straightened his body. He looked at his good-for-nothing son, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, but more so a ruthless desire to protect the royal family...

"Senior."

Zi Wuji turned around, One Flash in his hand, revealing a chillingly sharp Dao Art sword.

He held the sword with both hands, bowed, and presented it to Dongfang Yueming, his voice hoarse:

"This unfilial son has committed an offense against the Emperor, a crime deserving of death!"

"This junior dares not trouble you, senior. I wish to... personally slay this rebellious son to atone for your sins!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

No one expected that, in order to quell the wrath of this evil star, the Queen of Ziwei Kingdom would be forced to "kill her son to atone for her sins"!

"Father! No! I am your own son!" Zi Feng cried out in despair.

Dongfang Yueming glanced at the magic sword indifferently, but did not take it.

Your sword is too slow.

"And it's too dirty."

Before he could finish speaking...

In Dongfang Yueming's deep eyes, two balls of crimson-gold flames suddenly flickered.

[High-Rank Law of Fire (Perfection)]!

"Buzz--!"

Without any warning.

As Zi Feng was wailing, his body suddenly burst into flames from the inside out!

That was no ordinary flame, but the flame of law!

"Ah... uh..."

Zi Feng opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out. His vocal cords and throat had been burned to nothingness in an instant!

In the blink of an eye.

This once arrogant and powerful third prince, who commanded respect in the Purple Tenuity Imperial Capital, vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes, turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing completely into the world.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

"Hiss--!"

Countless people gasped, feeling a chill run through their bodies.

However, that's not all.

Dongfang Yueming's gaze slowly swept over the trembling cultivators in the crowd.

Those people were all Zi Feng's die-hard followers, and they were the accomplices who had just been clamoring for a "public trial" of Qingxue.

"Since we're all in cahoots, then... let's all go together."

He raised his right hand and lightly tapped the Xukong with his index finger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muffled explosions rang out from the crowd!

Dozens of nobles and powerful figures dressed in fine clothes exploded into clouds of blood mist without warning!

Blood stained the stone slabs of the square, and the thick stench of blood filled the air, turning this so-called "public trial" into a... battlefield of carnage!

After doing all this, Dongfang Yueming remained calm, as if he had simply brushed the dust off his clothes.

He turned around and looked at Zi Wuji, whose face was pale and whose body was trembling slightly.

"I killed the person."

"Now, it's time to calculate... my compensation for emotional distress."

What do you think?

Zi Wuji's body trembled, and he quickly lowered his head to hide the fear and pain in his eyes.

"Of course! Of course!"

"Your Excellency has been disturbed; my royal family... should offer compensation!"

"Please... please, senior, proceed to the national treasury!"

The Purple Star Immortal Dynasty, the national treasury.

As the heavy door slowly opened, an incredibly rich and potent aura of treasure instantly rushed out!

What's piled up here is the foundation of a mid-level immortal dynasty spanning tens of thousands of years!

Even Dongfang Yueming, who had seen the world, couldn't help but be amazed at this moment.

"Good."

He showed no politeness whatsoever, and with a wave of his sleeve!

[Perfection Great Plundering Art Law of Space: Spatial Laws]!

"Splash--!"

Countless spirit stones, pills, and refining materials flew into his storage space as if they had grown wings!

[Low-grade Immortal Stone: 10000000!]

[Mid-grade Immortal Stone: 2000000!]

"Ten million low-grade, two million mid-grade..."

Dongfang Yueming was calculating rapidly in his mind.

"Two million mid-grade items is... two hundred million points!"

"This wave will make you rich overnight!"

Next, he went to the area where the cultivation techniques were stored.

His Divine Sense Like the Sea, instantly covering all the jade slips!

[Ding! Detected a large number of royal secrets...]

[Parsing...]

[Ding! The Scripture of Purple Qi Comes from the East Scripture... The Imperial Dao Dragon Qi Art...]

[Ding! Progress of "Origin Immortal Art: Immortal King Chapter": 60%...80%...100%!]

[Deduction complete! Complete cultivation method for the Immortal King Realm obtained!]

[Ding! Progress of "Origin Immortal Art: Immortal Emperor Chapter": 30%...60%!]

"The Immortal King arc Perfection!"

Dongfang Yueming's lips curled into a slight smile.

"The path to becoming Immortal King has been completely opened!"

at last.

His gaze fell upon a jade platform deep within the national treasury, heavily protected by nine layers of restrictions.

There, there was a purple-gold box.

Even through the barrier, Dongfang Yueming could sense the... violent and pure fluctuations of law contained within!

"That is..."

Seeing Dongfang Yueming's gaze, Zi Wuji felt his heart bleed, but he still forced himself to continue, explaining:

"This is a national treasure of my royal family..."

"One... [Mid-Rank Law Crystal]!"

"Mid-tier Lightning element?!"

A sharp glint flashed in Dongfang Yueming's eyes!

His current lightning-based laws are still at the lower-level Perfection.

With this crystal, you can get two more lower-grade ones...

With lightning-based abilities, one can rise to a higher rank!

"Nice one!"

He made a grabbing motion in the Xukong, breaking through the restriction and taking the crystal that was flashing with violent lightning into his hand.

"This thing is mine."

"No problem! No problem! I'm glad you like it, Senior!" Zi Wuji nodded repeatedly, eager to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible.

Looting complete.

With Qingxue by his side, Dongfang Yueming walked out of the national treasury, completely satisfied.

Looking at the empty treasure vault, Zi Wuji felt like crying but had no tears.

So much savings...

That's it... gone!

But watching that departing figure, he felt a surge of relief, as if he had survived a calamity.

Money can be earned back...

If you lose your life, you lose everything.

[If this jinx is willing to leave... that would be a stroke of luck amidst misfortune!]