Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 93: Chapter 4: Ghost Face in White, Sword Slaying the Imperial City (Seeking First Subscription!)

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At the moment when Qin Hu fell, Zhao Huai felt that his momentum suddenly soared.

His magic power directly skyrocketed to the Late Initiation Stage!

His insight also surged!

Zhao Huai suddenly realized: “It seems that the effect of the Thousand-Mile Lone Rider depends on what kind of enemy is defeated.”

As it was said, when the enemy is weak, I am strong, and when the enemy is strong, I am stronger.

He had fought thousands of people, plus the fool in front of him, and at this moment his magic power was boundless.

After dealing with Qin Hu, Zhao Huai still had not found where Madam was.

It seemed she was still in the Imperial Palace.

He had to keep searching until his divine insight found her.

The Golden Palace was splendid.

The lights were dim, and the window papers of the palace were still bright.

But outside the walls of the Imperial Palace, a vast and oppressive army of elite soldiers surrounded the palace layer by layer, so tight that not even a mosquito could enter.

In the courtyard.

“Wang Jiuyin, you betrayed me!”

Yu Shihuang, wearing armor, looked pale and pointed angrily at the strategist in black cloth, surrounded by soldiers with spears aimed at him.

The strategist in black calmly waved his fan and said with a faint smile: “Your

Highness, I have never sworn allegiance to you, so how can I betray you?”

“You’re despicable and shameless! Cunning and treacherous!”

“Haven’t I been good to you? I gave you titles, beautiful women, and gold!” “And now you let people hold swords against me?!”

The strategist in black remained unmoved, stroking his beard and speaking leisurely: “Whatever you’ve offered, King Yan can also give me.”

“King Yan?”

At the mention of this name, Yu Shihuang was suddenly shocked. “So you’re King Yan’s man? But isn’t he in the Western Edge?!”

At this point, even if Yu Shihuang was a fool, he had finally realized.

He had been played, deceived.

King Yan had never left the capital city!

The person who had initially proposed the strategy of relocating King Yan was none other than the man before him.

They were in the same group!

Moving King Yan out of the capital was just a ploy to make Yu Shihuang drop his guard, so Yu Yunping could personally come to the capital to inherit the throne – and their target was Yu Shihuang!

“My foolish brother!”

Finally, King Yan Yu Yunping, who had been hiding in the shadows, stepped out. Although his appearance was ordinary, he was skilled at manipulating others’ hearts and schemes.

“Do you think that with your mind, you could have come this far without me?”

“Can you calculate my little sister?”

Yu Yunping’s gaze was deep, with a hint of playful intent.

“Greetings, King Yan.”

The surrounding soldiers, including the strategist in black, bowed in respect.

“I’ll fight you to the end!” Yu Shihuang drew his sword and rushed forward, but he was directly blocked by three black guards, who sent him flying.

“Black Guards? You!”

Yu Shihuang clutched his chest, furious.

He had not expected the three Black Guards to betray him as well!

“Stop deluding yourself, father didn’t leave any last words. Since the night of father’s funeral, there has only been one winner.”

“That’s me.”

Yu Yunping’s tone was full of self-satisfaction, completely displaying the posture of a victor. “Report! ”

“Report! ”

A soldier ran all the way to the courtyard, shouting and kneeling in a panic:

“Demons have entered the capital! The outer city, inner city, and the gates of the Imperial City are all in crisis!”Zhao Huai frowned and asked:

“Demons? Where did the demons come from? Do not lie about the military situation at this time!”

The soldier looked quite helpless: “We just received the news; half an hour ago, the outer city gate had already been breached. General Qin Hu’s life or death is uncertain, and the demons are approaching the Imperial Palace!”

Zhao Huai and the strategist in black cloth looked at each other, both seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.

“You all follow me.” Zhao Huai waved to the three Black Guards while Zhao Shihuang was carried like a dead dog by soldiers.

Everyone climbed to the highest point of the Imperial Palace, a towering pavilion.

From this vantage point, tens of thousands of troops surrounded the entire palace.

It was hard to imagine how many people were densely packed in the darkness.

“I have tens of thousands of elite soldiers; even if there are demons, what can they do to me?”

Zhao Huai snorted coldly, with a mocking expression.

He didn’t believe anyone could break through their defenses.

The Imperial Palace was defended by tens of thousands of troops, it was not something a single demon could breach.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

The strategist in black cloth echoed: “Your Highness is right; even if the demons are powerful, the Immortal Sect will come soon. No matter what kind of evil creatures they are, they will be wiped out in front of the Immortal Sect.”

These words were not a boast, but the truth, because no matter if they were human beings or demons, none could achieve this feat.

Even the strongest cultivator in the Initiation Stage would be unable to do so because human power has its limits.

However, it didn’t take long for Zhao Huai, the strategist in black cloth, the three masters Yun Long, Black Turtle, Ying Que, and the tens of thousands of soldiers to have their calm and mocking expressions replaced with surprise.

In the next scene, the people present witnessed the miracle of “a mortal body, shoulder-to-shoulder with the gods.” “Boom!”

The night sky shook, and thunder rolled.

Above the sky, a vortex of clouds formed, and below the clouds…

A small figure slowly rose.

It was a swordsman in a white robe and ghost face. In front of him was a spiritual sword with a black scabbard suspended in mid-air. The swordsman stretched out his hand, firmly grasped the spiritual sword, and slowly steadied it.

The Ghost Face Swordsman glanced at the Imperial Palace and the tens of thousands of troops below, then shouted:

“The Sun-observing!”

In the next instant!

A sword cry that shook the ninth heaven resounded above the sky.

The sound was like thunder, and the hum echoed incessantly above the Imperial City.

Finally, the spiritual sword was unsheathed. Its sword qi shattered the darkness, and its sword radiance illuminated the sky. It left a meteor-like trajectory on the night sky before a dazzling sun slowly rose.

Zhao Huai’s mocking gaze instantly turned into horror. The moment the Shadow unsheathed his sword, a shocking vision of the sun appeared in the sky.

At this moment, the Imperial City was as bright as day, unexpectedly gaining an additional sun in the sky.

“Cultivator in the Golden Core Realm?”

Even the Raven Sect’s Holy Maiden Yin Nanyu, who was outside the Imperial City, was astonished and shocked when she saw what happened within.

“No, he’s not at the level of a Golden Core cultivator—the most important thing is his terrifying momentum is unmatched.

Yin Nanyu had seen Golden Core cultivators in action before. Although they also exhibited extraordinary power, their momentum was far from comparable to this one.

For a while, even she couldn’t see through him.

No wonder Lord Crow Immortal considered this person an unpredictable variable; now, it appeared to be true. However, what intrigued her even more was…

What was his purpose?

Every force in the capital had its own motives.

Was this person, who had broken into the Imperial City with a single sword, merely trying to cause destruction?

She didn’t really believe he was a demon.

Even if it was a powerful demon, a Demon King-level demon, the Immortal Sect would have already arrived, which meant there would have been no opportunity to wreak havoc.

Yin Nanyu looked at the shocking scene in the Imperial City, pondered for a moment, then ordered the nearby sect members:

“Pass on my command!”

“Due to the sudden incident, tonight’s plan is canceled. Continue to lurk and wait for the opportunity.”

“Yes!”

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