Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 541: The Mountain Rain is Coming, the Wind Fills the Tower

Great Qian Dynasty, the imperial capital, within the palace.

Yang Kun, with hands clasped behind his back, stood atop the Golden Throne Hall, facing the revered seat that countless people looked up to, and took step by step towards it.

Whoosh!

Yang Kun seated himself upon the throne.

Gently caressing the dragon-head armrests, a dazzling gleam flashed across his eyes as a faint smile curved at his lips. He murmured to himself, "This is what it feels like to reign supreme, to wield the power of nations… This place, at last, belongs to me!"

Leaning against the throne, Yang Kun's thoughts returned to ten days prior…

He had sent the assassins of Blood Shadow Tower to kill Xiao Yi, wishing to use the power of the Sword Dynasty to eliminate Xiao Yi, but ultimately, his plan was exposed and came to Emperor Qian's knowledge.

Emperor Qian rebuked Yang Kun harshly and even intended to establish Yang Ling as Crown Prince.

Yang Kun broke completely with Emperor Qian.

Afterward…

With the support of the Tianjian Sect, he poisoned Emperor Qian, draining him of all his cultivation, and imprisoned him in the cold palace.

He then moved against Xiaoshanhe Institute and Yang Ling.

Meanwhile, he returned the Southern Ice City to the Sword Dynasty and captured Liu Yi and Little Lin, who had returned from the Sword Dynasty, allowing the Huihai Sword Master to take them to the Sword Dynasty's capital and set a trap to kill Xiao Yi.

Had he not been unable to find the Imperial Jade Seal, Yang Kun would have been enthroned as emperor already!

"Your Highness!"

A sudden voice called out, belonging to a figure dressed in a blood-red robe.

This person was the chief of the first tier of Blood Shadow Tower, Xue Feng.

At the same time…

His position within Blood Shadow Tower was second only to the overall leader, Yang Yuhuan.

Now with Yang Yuhuan in seclusion, aiming for the Nine Nirvana Realm, Xue Feng naturally assumed control of Blood Shadow Tower and, after Yang Kun obtained the Token of Blood Shadow Tower, pledged his allegiance without hesitation.

Yang Kun looked at Xue Feng and spoke indifferently, "That old man still refuses to reveal where the Imperial Jade Seal is?"

Xue Feng shook his head, then said, "Your Highness, rumors have started spreading outside that you surrendered the Southern Ice City as an act of treason… There are also some officials secretly conspiring, trying to locate His Majesty. What do you think we should do…"

Yang Kun snorted coldly, his eyes brimming with murderous intent, "Xue Feng, immediately have the Blood Shadow Tower assassins monitor the ministers and the people for me. If anyone harbors thoughts of rebellion and dares to talk behind my back, exterminate their entire family. In addition, press that old man harder to disclose the location of the Imperial Jade Seal, and do not delay my coronation ceremony…"

"I shall hasten the interrogation immediately upon my return," Xue Feng nodded, respectfully responding.

Yang Kun nodded in satisfaction, rose from his seat, and descended the steps to stand before Xue Feng, saying flatly, "And keep a close watch on those from Xiaoshanhe Institute and Yang Ling. Once I ascend the throne, I'll sacrifice them to the heavens to celebrate my coronation day!"

"Yes!"

Xue Feng respectfully accepted the order.

Yang Kun returned to his Dragon Chair, leaning against the backrest and slightly tilting up his head, "Has there been any news from the Sword Dynasty?"

"The Huihai Sword Master has already sent a message; in three days they will publicly execute Liu Yi and others, and the Sword Dynasty has laid a trap in their capital, just waiting for Xiao Yi's arrival, ensuring he won't leave alive!" Xue Feng's expression turned ice-cold as he spoke. The deaths of Xue Asura and his followers at the hands of Xiao Yi had significantly weakened Blood Shadow Tower, and Xue Feng harbored deep hatred towards Xiao Yi.

"Very good!"

Yang Kun nodded his head, his gaze fixed on the large plaque above, and he said coldly, "Send a message to Huihai, tell him, after he kills Xiao Yi, to bring back his head for me. When I ascend the throne, I'll use his head to strike fear across the land. I want everyone to know, there is only one fate for those who oppose me… death…"

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Sword Dynasty, the capital.

An extravagant carriage slowly made its way down the road to the capital.

Ye Tiannan's lips curled into a slight smile as he peered through the carriage curtain at the vast city, and said coldly, "This place has good feng shui; dying here would be considered lucky for Xiao Yi!"

Chen Beidou glanced at him and said flatly, "Why are you so excited? It will be I, Chen Beidou, who kills Xiao Yi. The position of sect leader for this generation's Heaven Southern Big Dipper Sect will surely be mine!"

"Idiot!"

Ye Tiannan scoffed, raising a middle finger at Chen Beidou, "You can't possibly compete with me. Xiao Yi's life is mine!"

As the two argued.

A whooshing sound came from above the sky; it was eight sallow-faced figures carrying a luxurious sedan chair, on which sat a young man in a Taoist robe holding a horsetail whisk. His lips slightly raised, obviously hearing the two's argument, he glanced over with a hint of contempt in his eyes and said, "Ye Tiannan, Chen Beidou, do you two really think you can kill Xiao Yi?"

Ye Tiannan and Chen Beidou both looked at the young man in the blue robe at the same time.

Respect flashed through their eyes.

This person was a disciple of the Five Dou Rice Sect, one of the four major sects of the Sword Dynasty, known as Little Celestial Master Zhang Yun.

Chen Beidou scoffed, "If we two can't kill him, do you really think you can?"

Zhang Yun, however, did not pay them any mind but instead turned his head towards the void and chuckled, "Liu Zongyuan, since you've come, why not show yourself?"

Swoosh!

From within the clouds, a young man, standing atop a wheel of vital energy, slowly descended.

Clad in a pristine white robe and standing with his hands behind his back, his bright eyes pulsated with icy sharpness as he said indifferently, "There's no need for you all to fight. With me, Liu Zongyuan here, no one can take Xiao Yi's life from my hands. I will let the world know that it is the Guiyuan Sect that is the strongest sect in the Sword Dynasty, and that I, Liu Zongyuan, am the strongest among the young generation of the Sword Dynasty!"

"Liu Zongyuan, aren't you a bit too confident?"

"We are in no way inferior to you. What makes you think you're the strongest?"

Ye Tiannan and Chen Beidou said with unconvinced expressions.

Zhang Yun gently swung his horsetail whisk, speaking lightly, "Gentlemen, perhaps you've forgotten something. It's not just the powerhouses of the Sword Dynasty gathered here; many strong contenders from both the Great Sui Dynasty and the Dongfang Dynasty have also come... Especially that one from the Cheng Family of the Great Sui Dynasty, a formidable rival indeed!"

Everyone was taken aback.

The Cheng Family of the Great Sui Dynasty?

Ye Tiannan frowned and said, "I didn't expect even that monster to come..."

"With so many here to kill Xiao Yi, it seems we'll have to strike first when the time comes!"

Meanwhile.

In the imperial capital, within the Sky Prison.

In the deepest depths of the gloomy Sky Prison...

Little Lin, Liu Yi, and others were all impaled through their clavicle bones, wearing clavicle locks, curled up in the darkness.

Their bodies were covered with ferocious scars, and their blood had dried and caked on their clothes, the pungent scent of blood and mildew mingling together, making the atmosphere unbearable.

"Wang Yong, Wang Yong, wake up..."

"General, Wang Yong is dead..."

Suppressed to the extreme, painful roars echoed in the dark; their voices were hoarse, their eyes hollow, devoid of any spark of life.

"Damn it, Yang Kun that bastard... We fought hard for the Great Qian Dynasty only for him to return Southern Ice City to the Sword Dynasty, and furthermore, he captured us and delivered us to the Sword Emperor, using us as bait to lure Xiao..."

"I'd rather end my own life than involve Xiao..."

One by one, the soldiers' eyes reddened, filled with resentment and despair.

Their cultivation was crippled with their clavicle bones pierced.

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Now, they didn't even have the strength to end their own lives.

They could only watch helplessly as more and more powerhouses congregated within the Sword Dynasty, as the Sword Emperor continued to deploy troops, setting up a grand trap awaiting Xiao Yi's entry into the snare.

Their hearts, filled with bitterness and despair, could see not a sliver of hope.

Little Lin was also extremely weak, his golden scales viciously ripped off in large patches, his flesh mangled and raw, lying feebly in Liu Yi's arms.

These scales were peeled off one by one by the Huihai Sword Master himself, and the reason he left half was just so he could torment Little Lin slowly in Xiao Yi's presence, watching Xiao Yi's pain and despair as he helplessly witnessed his close brother being tortured.

Hiss!

At that moment, Little Lin, struggling to prop up his body, gazed at everyone and said, "Brothers, we must hold on. The boss, he will definitely save us!"

"Save us?"

"Little Lin, now the Sword Dynasty's imperial capital is a deadly trap, a place of certain death. Unless Xiao is a Nine Nirvana's Nirvana Realm master, it's impossible for him to save us..."

"Let alone save us, if Xiao shows up, he'll likely die here himself..."

The faces of all were filled with despair.

Little Lin clenched his teeth, yet his determination remained unwavering as he muttered to himself, "I believe in the boss, he will definitely save us! Definitely..."