The night is like ink, covering the Tiandou Imperial City.
Outside the Prince's Palace, the palace lanterns swayed and the light and shadow were mottled.
ifies in the night sky , echoing in front of the empty palace , and seemed a bit abrupt .
However, the expected scene of the palace doors opening wide and everyone kneeling to greet him did not appear.
The Prince's Palace was quiet, not even a trace of light came out, and it was lifeless.
Emperor Xueye’s brows frowned.
He took a few steps forward and listened intently. There was still silence that could be heard when a needle dropped. Suddenly, an ominous premonition came to his mind.
"Brother, please wait here while I go in and take a look first."
After saying that, Prince Snow Star no longer waited, and with a sway, he flew into the palace like a night owl.
Emperor Xue Ye stood there with his hands behind his back, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Ah——!"
A short and horrified cry came from the palace, it was the voice of Prince Snow Star.
Emperor Xueye's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer cared about the emperor's deportment. His body turned into an afterimage and rushed into the palace instantly.
The scene in front of him made him feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was as cold as ice.
The huge Prince's Palace was full of people lying here and there.
From the soldiers guarding, to the serving ladies and eunuchs, to the subordinate officials of the Prince's Palace, everyone fell to the ground quietly, unconscious.
In the middle of the hall, his son, Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, also closed his eyes and fell on the cold ground.
What an arrogant method this is!
There is someone who can sneak into the palace without anyone noticing and bring down everyone in the Prince's Palace!
This is a provocation, the most naked humiliation to the Tiandou royal family!
"Brother, they... all just fainted."
Prince Snow Star checked quickly, his voice dry.
There were no wounds, no blood, not even a trace of soul fighting.
This kind of method is simply unheard of, and it is so weird that it makes people feel chilled in their hearts.
At this moment, the eyelashes of "Xue Qinghe" on the ground trembled, and he slowly woke up.
He opened his eyes blankly and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him. After a moment, his eyes fell on Emperor Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing.
The next moment, a complex expression of grievance, fear and ecstasy appeared on the face of His Royal Highness.
"Father! I...I'm back! I'm finally back!"
Emperor Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing were both stunned.
"Qinghe, what are you...?"
Emperor Xueye leaned down and wanted to help him up.
"Father, my child..."
Xue Qinghe raised his head, his face covered with tears.
"The child was kidnapped by thieves a few years ago! They locked me up in a dark place, and they knocked me unconscious just now. When I woke up, I saw you and the emperor's uncle!"
This statement was no less than a bolt from the blue for Emperor Xueye and Prince Xuexing.
The two of them stood stunned on the spot.
Taken away? years ago?
Who is the "Xue Qinghe" who has been staying with them all these years, handling government affairs, and answering questions with them freely?
A thought that made them feel cold came to mind.
Fake!
That prince is fake!
"How dare someone do such an act of stealing the sky! Brother Emperor, this matter must be investigated thoroughly! Seal the imperial city and search every house! I don't believe it. I dug three feet under the ground and still can't find the counterfeit!"
His voice was full of shame and anger.
Having been manipulated by others for so many years is simply a shame and a great humiliation.
No need."
Emperor Xueye stopped his angry brother.
"I can't understand either."
Emperor Xueye slowly shook his head and glanced at the unconscious people in the palace.
There is no harm in life, just sending people back is leaving a small gap. If we go into a big fight, it will anger the other party, and the consequences will be disastrous.” Prince Snow Star moved his lips, but in the end he didn’t say anything.
He understood that what the emperor said was right. This matter is beyond their control.
Emperor Xue Ye helped Xue Qinghe up and looked at his son carefully.
This face is indeed Qinghe's face, but the admiration and dependence in his eyes are something that the "fake" has never seen before.
Suddenly, he said "Huh".
"Qinghe, your soul power... has not been wasted in these years, but has become much more refined."
He could feel that the fluctuations of the soul power in Xue Qinghe's body were much stronger than he expected.
What a providence!
They were worried about how to persuade Qinghe to devote himself to cultivation, but they didn't expect that this incident would directly help them solve their biggest problem.
"Okay, okay!"
Emperor Xueye patted Xue Qinghe's shoulder, with a hint of excitement in his voice. "Qinghe, you have suffered this time. But you should also understand the truth."
Xue Qinghe raised his head.
"Strength!"
Emperor Xue Ye said one word at a time, "Only the absolute strength in his own hands is the foundation of everything! Otherwise, even if he is the prince, he can only be a human being!"
"Father, I understand!"
Xue Qinghe nodded heavily, his eyes burning with unprecedented fire.
"From today on, I am willing to put aside all secular affairs and devote myself to cultivation!"
h "Okay!"
h...
h At the same time, the Holy City of Martial Spirits.
In the worship hall, golden light shines on the statue of the Seraphim, which is holy and majestic.
Under the statue of the god, a figure knelt quietly.
She took off His Highness the Crown Prince's fine clothes and put on a plain white dress, with her long golden hair spread behind her like a waterfall.
There is no disguised gentleness on her beautiful face, leaving only her own holiness and coldness.
It is Qian Renxue.
In front of her, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his hands. This ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo was looking up at the angel statue with a solemn expression.
"I have made the decision to interrupt your latent plan. Perhaps now is the best time for you to accept God's test."
Qian Renxue slowly raised her head.
"Grandpa, let's get started."
Qian Daoliu nodded happily, with a trace of expectation and enthusiasm in his eyes.
「Okay!」
He turned around suddenly and faced the angel statue, and the terrifying soul power burst out from his body!
Hum——!
The entire worship hall trembled violently, and golden soul power flames rose into the sky from Qian Daoliu's body and penetrated directly to the top of the hall.
Behind him, the huge phantom of the Seraphim slowly unfolded, and the sacred light illuminated the entire hall like daylight.
"With my blood, I welcome the gods! With my soul, I call for miracles!"
"Qiandaoliu's voice is solemn and sacred.
He stretched out his fingers and drew complicated golden runes in the air.
With his movements, the huge angel statue seemed to come alive. The statue's eyes suddenly lit up with two bright golden lights, instantly locking on Qian Renxue below.
In an instant, endless golden light poured down from the statue, like a beam of light connecting heaven and earth, completely covering Qian Renxue.
In this sacred pillar of light, nine golden halos descended from the sky and were imprinted on Qian Renxue's eyebrows one after another.
The Nine Tests of Angels are coming!