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The four temple messengers were easily defeated and killed, and even Wu Zhu was turned against them by him.
And when he stormed the palace, he displayed considerable power.
Because of his status as the crown prince, the remaining imperial guards and palace guards would not continue to fight desperately to stop him.
Ultimately, this is an internal dispute within the royal family.
And now, it is time to put an end to everything that happened today.
One sword opens the gate of heaven!
He murmured to himself.
The wooden horse and ox flew high into the air.
Above the sky, the dense dark clouds seemed to be drawn by an invisible force.
Centered on the wooden horse and ox,
It transformed into an extremely large vortex, continuously surging towards the wooden horse and ox.
In just a moment
The dark clouds over Kyoto then completely disappeared.
Instead, a terrifying giant sword stretched across the sky.
Under the sunlight,
The giant sword seemed to be coated with a golden film, shining brightly.
Under the horrified gazes of countless people, the giant sword pointed diagonally downwards.
It was like divine punishment descending from the gods.
The sword tip pointed directly at Emperor Qing, then crashed to the ground.
Chapter 134 Long live the Emperor!
Emperor Qing stared palely at the colossal sword that seemed to reach the heavens.
He felt that his so-called grandmaster power was so insignificant.
The gap has actually widened to this extent?
He was unwilling and disbelieving, but the undeniable facts forced him to accept it.
His eyes and brows were filled with bewilderment.
The aura of death was so clear that it enveloped his entire being.
At the last moment, a deep, angry roar erupted from his mouth.
Like a trapped beast in dire straits, he unleashed unprecedented power.
A terrifyingly vast amount of true energy surged from every pore of his body.
He seemed to transform into a being of light, his entire body radiating a terrifying glow.
Even the air around him began to distort as his kingly true energy erupted.
Facing the colossal sword that seemed to reach the sky, he advanced instead of retreating.
With one step, the ground collapsed with a deafening roar.
He shot out like a cannonball, leaping high into the air.
However, as the giant sword, radiating golden light, fell, all resistance seemed so insignificant.
In an instant, Emperor Qing's leaping figure was mercilessly struck down and plunged deep into the ruins.
boom!
The giant sword fell, completely engulfing Emperor Qing's figure.
The ground trembled, and countless rubble and broken walls filled the ruins.
At that moment, it turned into dust.
The magnificent Taiji Hall disappeared from the world completely from that point on.
Even the entire ground had sunk into an extremely deep pit.
Li Chengqian gracefully landed on the stone steps not far away, and the wooden horse and ox whistled as they flew into his hands.
He calmly looked at the site where the Taiji Palace once stood, where Emperor Qing lay dying in the center of the pit.
His entire body was covered in blood.
The vast and powerful true energy of the kingly way that was just now has completely disappeared.
Like his life, it was like a candle flame in the wind, dying on its last legs.
All the scheming and plotting of a lifetime is ultimately no match for this one sword strike.
Emperor Qing's eyes dimmed.
In a daze, a familiar figure appeared in his mind.
"Little Li, you must become a good emperor in the future!"
"Little Li, do you know what tabloid newspaper is?"
"Young Li, the court officials need an independent department to supervise them. How about we call it the Censorate?"
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Throughout his life, he calculated everything.
At the last minute, I suddenly realized that
It turns out that the days before he sat on the dragon throne were his happiest days.
If he could, he wished he could always remain the ostracized Prince Cheng.
Unfortunately, nothing can be undone.
He felt his life slipping away rapidly, and everything before his eyes grew increasingly blurry.
Only the almost dried-up true energy of the King's Way kept him alive until his last breath.
Li Chengqian looked at Emperor Qing calmly, his expression neither sad nor happy.
The reason he didn't directly kill Emperor Qing.
It was because he had privately promised Chen Pingping that...
There is only one condition for making the Censorate truly work for him: Emperor Qing's life must be ended by Chen Pingping himself!
The purpose is also to kill him after the truth of what happened back then is revealed!
Even if Emperor Qing were alive now, he would be a cripple. Without the strength of a Grandmaster, he would pose no threat whatsoever.
Emperor Qing opened his eyes and calmly looked at Li Chengqian.
He did not resist, nor was he able to resist, but there were some things he had to say.
"who are you?"
Li Chengqian met his gaze, his expression indifferent.
"Li Chengqian".
Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to understand.
But in the end, they didn't say anything more.
He was a loser, and he wasn't unaware of the principle that the victor is king and the loser is villain.
He understood this principle when his two older brothers were shot to pieces by Ye Qingmei.
Some things are important, yet some things are not.
Above the palace,
Almost everyone in Kyoto saw that terrifying giant sword that stretched to the heavens and the earth.
Fear, awe, curiosity
Countless emotions reached their peak at this moment.
Not long after,
Countless officials throughout Kyoto left their residences and headed towards the Imperial Palace.
Eventually, they converged into a stream of people.
As they cautiously passed the thousands of corpses of imperial guards outside the palace, all the officials trembled with fear.
They headed towards the Taiji Hall as usual.
However, far away,
They were horrified to discover that
The Taiji Hall, which usually stood tall in the palace, had vanished.
It was as if he had been ripped out of the palace among countless halls.
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The stone steps leading to the Taiji Hall are also covered with visible cracks.
At the very top,
Li Chengqian sat leisurely on the first stone step, showing none of the demeanor of a crown prince.
Beside him, Wu Zhu coldly supported Emperor Qing, seemingly not very happy.
Below, Fan Jian, Lin Ruofu, and Ye Zhong were already standing obediently with their heads bowed.
Even Chen Pingping, who usually sits in a wheelchair,
And for the first time ever, they stood in the same row as them!
His lameness was naturally cured by Li Chengqian!
All the court officials looked at the scene before them,
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