A Ruthless Kill

Throughout the long years, whenever the people suffered from poverty or discontent, many believed that killing the corrupt emperor would bring better days.

The idea of killing the emperor was deeply ingrained in people's minds, and countless people were eager to try it.

But killing an emperor is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Many people, let alone kill an emperor, have never even seen the face of an emperor in their entire lives, and it is a difficult task to break into the high walls and courtyards of the palace.

Even if they managed to storm the palace, deciding which concubine the emperor was sleeping with would be another troublesome matter.

As they wandered aimlessly, countless people were killed instead of killed when they tried to assassinate the emperor.

The probability of encountering the emperor on an imperial procession outside the palace is extremely low, and the chance of seeing the emperor with very few guards is even more absurdly rare.

It's hard to believe that you could encounter an emperor with two guards in the middle of the night.

Let alone any enmity between them, even if there were no enmity between them, a bold and audacious person would still kill the emperor if they encountered him.

Sima Xiangru's murmur in the courtyard turned into joy, and then directly transformed into a fierce attack.

A white silk ribbon emerged from the darkness once more. Unlike the first time when it was used to teach the new emperor a lesson, this ribbon was not merely touched and then withdrawn. Instead, it completely separated Li Guang and the new emperor.

"This is outrageous!"

Li Guang shouted.

Purple qi rose from his body, and the white silk remained just white silk in his eyes.

But this white silk was ten feet tall, and whenever he leaped, it would also lift him into the air.

Without top-quality arrows, bows and arrows are almost helpless against such a soft object, making it difficult to destroy it with a single blow, and Li Guang was not skilled in Fire Technique.

He drew his sword from his waist and unleashed nine sword beams in a short time. The purple Sword Qi collided with the white silk, creating a series of sizzling sounds.

"A mere Sole Self Realm!"

"More than enough to stop you!"

A series of close-range collisions is enough to reveal a person's true cultivation level. Li Guang's sword slashed out repeatedly, and the annihilation of the surging Law Power proved that the opponent's cultivation was inferior to his own.

But what the whispered voice said wasn't wrong either.

Compared to Li Guang's archery skills, his swordsmanship was rather lacking, relying purely on his top-tier cultivation level to increase his power.

Li Guang didn't lack the desire to possess top-tier swordsmanship; rather, his aptitude for swordsmanship was indeed mediocre, and he lacked the ability to develop a swordsmanship style that suited his level of cultivation.

This was something Li Guang had tried before. His true level of swordsmanship was probably at the limit of the Body Transformation Realm cultivator; the rest was almost entirely supported by his cultivation level.

Within seconds of close combat, his true nature had been completely ascertained by his opponent.

This made Li Guang grit his teeth.

He wielded his sword and slashed repeatedly, and for the first time, he cried out for help.

That was a coachman whom Li Guang had previously disregarded, but who was now the new emperor's loyal lackey and a key figure in the emperor's cultivation.

Compared to Li Guang's swordsmanship, Wei Qing's swordsmanship was actually more superior.

Swordsmen at the Divine Ability Realm level are not enough to defeat the enemy, but if they attack together, there is a high probability that they can destroy the white silk treasure.

If the opponent's treasure is destroyed, the mastermind behind the spell will find it difficult to continue, and may even be exposed and perish.

"Oh no! He's attacking the Marquis from behind the wall!"

When Wei Qing's words reached his ears, Li Guang was greatly alarmed, and the sword in his hand became somewhat disordered.

"Hey!"

Then Wei Qing exhaled and slashed with his sword.

What Li Guang saw as white silk was a wall to Wei Qing, which obviously created different sensory experiences.

Li Guang felt a sense of unease and quickly called out to Sima Xiangru.

The sound of surging waves in the courtyard quickly subsided, the shadows receded, and the sound of a zither being played rose from the neighboring houses on either side of Sima Xiangru's residence.

"It's over!"

Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun emerged from their hiding place to change the piece they were playing, but just thinking about the long prelude to the musical performance, Li Guang couldn't help but feel that he was doomed.

Intense battles can be decided in a short time, especially when powerful cultivators rely on their cultivation and strength to overwhelm lesser cultivators. The new emperor may not be able to wait for the rescue of Sima Xiangru and his wife.

"Run!"

Li Guang reluctantly uttered the word, reminding the new emperor to ignore them and escape as far as possible.

A skilled Technique Method sets up a fighting arena; as long as one runs out of the opponent's Technique Method zone, the opponent will inevitably find it difficult to continue casting spells.

Unless one is skilled in flying, the caster has virtually no chance of catching up with the carriage's speed.

Li Guang found it difficult to break through the white silk, Wei Qing's repeated attacks were unlikely to be effective in the short term. At this point, Li Guang could only hope that the new emperor would take the initiative.

"Oh, right, Your Majesty also has the Red Empyrean Sword!"

If Li Guang had any confidence left, it was only in hoping that the new emperor would unleash his divine power with the Red Empyrean Sword; he had no other ideas.

Li Guang had no ideas, but the new emperor had many.

The fake Red Empyrean Sword granted him the title of the legitimate successor of the Great Han Dynasty, but did not grant him any additional power.

In his scabbard, the Red Empyrean Sword was so sharp it could cut a hair in two, making it a rare and superior sword, but this was not the real Red Empyrean Sword.

If he were to be ambushed, this fake Red Empyrean Sword would offer him no help whatsoever.

He channeled his magical Law Power, striving to maximize the effect of each talisman.

But as the image of a white-clad skull face reappeared in his vision, the new emperor couldn't help but feel a sense of panic.

He was suppressed again by someone using the difference in their cultivation levels, and his body was clearly out of control, making it difficult to unleash the power of the talisman.

Moreover, due to the chaotic and turbulent Law Power of numerous talismans, his body was difficult to move, and this time he could not even swing the fake Red Empyrean Sword.

Theoretical sparring is completely different from actual combat. His opponent's spellcasting was fluid and seamless, giving him no chance to find an opening.

In a moment of panic, the new emperor felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if his body had been severed.

This is not an illusion caused by the suppression of realms, but real pain.

The white-clad skull face before him even faded away, transforming into a white silk garment as sharp as a blade.

"Damn it, he had a backup plan!"

A low growl of dissatisfaction came, and the new emperor realized that a golden lotus had appeared on his body, completely covering him. It even blocked the waist-cutting attack, causing him pain but not death.

"It's that precious item that Li Shaojun gave me!"

Belatedly realizing what was happening, a chill ran through the new emperor.

If it weren't for Li Shaojun's chance encounter, which led him to a revelation and the gift of a treasure, he would have died in the carriage during this dangerous trip out of the palace.

The thought that this method of attack might have been used to kill Chao Cuo, a cultivator at the True Self Realm, filled the new emperor with a chilling feeling.

Unbeknownst to him, sweat poured from all over his body, almost soaking his brocade robe.

"Run!"

Li Guang's voice came, and the new emperor tried to lift his leg, but his right leg was not as difficult as he had imagined. Instead, he stepped onto the carriage very lightly.

The protective golden lotus did not imprison him, and the many talismans that had been under his Law Power due to the opponent's intimidation and were forcibly broken by the opponent were scattered all over the ground, no longer restricting his freedom of movement.

"Drive!"

The new emperor shouted and grabbed his riding whip, lashing it out fiercely.

Escape was not his wish, but he was not so stubborn as to stay and fight to the death.

Every technique has its flaws. As long as the distance is increased, the new emperor believes that the mastermind behind this will inevitably reveal a weakness if he continues to pursue him.