How can we break the current impasse?
It must be said,
Avalanche's question hit the nail on the head.
Xue Xing suddenly fell into silence.
However, Avalanche could tell from Xue Xing's flickering gaze that his heart was anything but calm.
After a long while,
a determined look flashed across Xue Xing's eyes, and he finally made up his mind.
"Since my imperial brother is heartless, he can't blame me for being unrighteous."
Upon hearing this, Xue Xing felt a chill run down his back and a coldness rising in his heart.
The word "rebellion" involuntarily emerged in his mind.
"What, are you afraid?"
At that moment, Xue Xing noticed Avalanche's abnormality, and looked over coldly.
"Afraid?"
Avalanche paused for a moment, then hurriedly shook his head, "What have I got to be afraid of? If I really get banished to the fief, I will truly have nothing left."
"Avalanche is willing to follow all of Uncle Wang's commands!"
He said respectfully to Xue Xing.
He was well aware that both of them were grasshoppers on a string; neither could escape alone.
"Good, to have such determination is really impressive,"
"It wasn't a waste of the years of careful guidance and strong support I have given you."
Xue Xing was very satisfied with Avalanche's attitude, "If you are ready now, come to the imperial palace with me to face His Majesty."
"Now?" Avalanche was taken aback, "Shouldn't we prepare first?"
"What else do we need to prepare?" Xue Xing laughed, "In fact, I have been preparing for this day for years, just didn't expect it to come sooner than I imagined."
"Come with me," he said,
leading the way to the door and out onto the open ground outside the house.
Avalanche did not hesitate and followed closely behind.
"All of you, come out,"
Xue Xing said in a deep voice.
The moment his voice fell, Avalanche saw twenty or thirty figures in black clothes soar into the air.
Swish swish swish.
They landed in front of Xue Xing, kneeling on one knee.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
they said in unison.
An overwhelming aura of iron and blood filled the air.
Thump thump thump.
Avalanche instinctively stepped back several paces before he could steady himself.
"Uncle Wang, who are they?" he asked, still unable to suppress his shock as he looked at the people before him.
"They are the devoted warriors I've cultivated for decades!"
"Five Soul Douluos and twenty Soul Sages!" Avalanche said lightly.
Hiss...
"So many strong fighters!"
Avalanche drew in a breath of cold air.
"That's not all, there are others whom I've assigned to different tasks,"
said Xue Xing, his voice even prouder.
But then,
he noticed a look of hesitation on Avalanche's face.
"Do you have any other thoughts?"
He looked coldly at Avalanche.
"But within the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the security is extremely tight. If we force our way into the palace like this, do we have enough strength? Shouldn't we also call Du Gu Bo?"
Avalanche expressed his worries.
"Humph, what's the point of thinking so much at this juncture?"
"Besides, the Imperial Guards in the palace have long since been on our side. With our strength to launch a surprise attack, no one can stop us."
Xue Xing said coldly, "Furthermore, Du Gu Bo's personal combat power is not outstanding. Having him or not doesn't make a big difference."
Of course, he knew that it would be more prudent to bring Du Gu Bo along.
But...
He was now essentially estranged from Du Gu Bo, not far from parting ways...
Avalanche hesitated no more. "Avalanche is willing to serve Uncle Wang before and behind the saddle!"
With a grand wave of his hand, Xue Xing commanded, "Let's move!"
...
Meanwhile.
A letter had also reached Qin Xiao's hands, signed by Xue Qinghe.
The content was simple.
It was an invitation to a banquet in the imperial palace, asking Qin Xiao to attend.
He muttered to himself, "This couldn't be a trap, could it?"
Only...
Qin Xiao glanced outside at the sky, noticing there was still time before the banquet began.
He wasn't in a hurry.
...
The setting sun was as red as blood.
Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, a chilling aura pervaded.
In front of the Imperial Palace Hall, corpses lay everywhere.
Blood pooled together, trickling in streams.
In front of the hall.
Only four people remained.
Dream Divine Machine, Zhi Lin, Bai Baoshan, and an exhausted-looking Xue Qinghe.
In front of them.
Xue Xing and Avalanche stood side by side.
Behind them were five individuals, standing like statues in black attire.
Beyond that, there were more in black mixed with the Imperial Guards in silver armor, surrounding the four people, facing Xue Qinghe and the others.
The process had gone smoother than expected.
Xue Xing and Avalanche leading their men could be said to have struck directly at the heart!
"Xue Xing, ask yourself, has His Majesty ever treated you unfairly? Yet, you commit such an atrocity, such rebellious and unforgivable actions."
Dream Divine Machine questioned coldly, and then he pointed at Avalanche, "And you, you ambitious wolf, to actually conspire with Xue Xing to rebel?"
"President Meng, you are mistaken. How His Majesty treated me, wasn't it witnessed by all?"
"If I hadn't saved up a bit over these years, I'd already be like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of my royal brother."
Xue Xing laughed coldly, "Stripping me of all my rights and imprisoning me for life in Tiandou City, what a splendid idea. I, Xue Xing, have worked hard for so many years, served with great contributions, and even if I'm not to be the Regent, isn't it justified for me to be the ruler of a principality on my own?"
In his voice, there was strong dissatisfaction.
And even a bit of grievance.
It was too sorrowful!
"Ha ha, Regent, ruler of a principality?"
Suddenly, Xue Qinghe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, laughing, "My dear Uncle Wang, you really dare to dream. Look at the powerhouses behind you; how could Father ever entrust you with such great authority?"
"If you were as diligent and devoted as you claim to be, even if you didn't want these things, Father would have given them to you."
In his eyes, Xue Xing's words were nothing but a joke.
This...
Xue Xing was taken aback.
"Xue Qinghe, stop putting on airs here. If it weren't for Uncle Wang's current strength, you would have devoured us down to the bone and marrow long ago,"
Suddenly, Avalanche pointed at Xue Qinghe and angrily accused, "No one is more scheming than you."
"Enough!"
Xue Xing abruptly waved his hand, "Don't waste words on them, delaying will only lead to trouble."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the four people in front of the hall.
"I appreciate talent; the three of you are Soul Douluo level warriors. Isn't it a pity to die here as a companion in death to the ghost in the great hall behind you and to Xue Qinghe? "
"I now offer you two choices,"
Xue Xing said, first extending a finger, "Choice one, kill Xue Qinghe or Emperor Xue Ye. Consider it a gesture of allegiance. Not only will I forgive your past mistakes, but I will also entrust you with important tasks. The Sky Dou Royal Academy will still be under your control!"
Then, he raised a second finger, "Choice two, die alongside them."
"Now, I give you ten breaths' time to consider. Whether you live or die after ten breaths, the choice is yours."
With that, his voice turned icy cold, not hiding his intention to kill.
The scene immediately quieted down.
Everyone was waiting for the answer from Dream Divine Machine and the other two.
They were eager to see whether, when faced with a life-and-death situation, these three would stage a last-minute betrayal.
Xue Qinghe's heart tightened. Although he stood still, he was ready.
If the three of them showed any sign of abnormality, he would have no choice but to reveal his trump card.
At that time...
Decades of effort would have been in vain.
However.
At this moment, the three made their choice.
"Go on with your pipe dreams!"
"His Majesty has shown us kindness, and the Crown Prince has always been approachable. I, Bai Baoshan, wouldn't commit such treachery at the last minute."
"I'd rather die standing than live kneeling!"
All three stood resolutely in front of Xue Qinghe.
At the same time, they called forth their respective Martial Souls, and each was surrounded by eight rising Soul Rings from beneath their feet.
"Fools!"
"I can't believe you've made such a foolish decision!"
Xue Xing's face changed, and with a frustrated wave of his hand, he ordered, "Kill them all!"
As his voice fell.
The five great Soul Douluo Strong Warriors at his back rushed out.
Immediately after, the Imperial Guards and the death warriors tightened the encirclement.
But just then, a streak of golden light descended from the sky, charging fiercely towards Xue Xing!
The speed was astonishing.
"It's the Crown Prince!"
Dream Divine Machine, Bai Baoshan, Zhi Lin, and the others recognized the figure within the golden light and were shocked and pale.
But they also understood Xue Qinghe's intention.
Capture the king to capture the enemy!
"Hold these people off, buy time for the Crown Prince!"
Dream Divine Machine shouted, his eighth soul ring shining brightly.
Powerful spiritual power swept out, drawing the surrounding five great Soul Douluo Strong Warriors into a psychic illusion.
Zhi Lin was not to be outdone.
After invoking his Martial Soul True Body, he resembled a colossal vine that had grown for countless years.
Numerous tendrils, like venomous snakes, attacked everyone around him.
Bai Baoshan, with a stern face, protected the two of them.
His bean-sized eyes filled with gravity.
"How did Xue Qinghe do it!"
Avalanche's heart tightened; he hadn't expected Xue Qinghe would be able to break free and initiate a decapitation strike against Xue Xing at this moment.
"Uncle Wang, be careful!"
He shouted, while burrowing behind Xue Xing.
Such filial piety!
Xue Xing's face turned dark.
But...
In the face of Xue Qinghe's attack from the sky, he showed neither fear nor panic. Instead, Xue Xing looked utterly composed.
"Strength at level sixty is indeed commendable. Among the younger generation, your talent and strength are exceptional."
"But surely, no one really believes this prince to be an incompetent lord, do they?"
Xue Xing's voice spread, accompanied by a sudden burst of golden light from his body.
In that moment, Avalanche suddenly felt as if Xue Xing's figure had grown a bit taller.
His slightly portly figure seemed much more majestic.
Most importantly, it was the Soul Rings he possessed.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...
"One, two, three..."
"Eight rings, Uncle Wang has eight Soul Rings!"
Avalanche's eyes widened in shock.
He remembered everyone saying that Xue Xing wasn't very talented, yet how had he become a Soul Douluo Strong Warrior?
At that moment, Dream Divine Machine, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin also noticed this scene.
Their reaction was nearly identical to that of Avalanche.
Xue Xing, he was actually at the Soul Douluo level?
Boom!
As Xue Qinghe descended with his attack from above, Xue Xing's sixth Soul Ring lit up, and a pair of golden light condensed wings flapped fiercely, sending Xue Qinghe flying out.
Thump.
Xue Qinghe fell to the ground.
At the corners of his mouth, there were traces of blood.
Clearly, Xue Xing's attack had dealt him no minor injury.
"You've exceeded my expectations. I thought you would be severely injured after withstanding my sixth soul skill."
Xue Xing slowly retracted his hand, speaking with some admiration.
"Your strength has surpassed my expectations as well."
"Who would have thought that a prince allegedly lacking in cultivation talent would turn out to be a Soul Douluo Strong Warrior."
Xue Qinghe's voice could not hide his surprise.
Xue Xing's strength had been underestimated by both his own information and the intelligence provided by the Martial Soul Hall.
But now?
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