At this moment, the commandery capital was in turmoil, with rumbling echoing from all directions.
In the sky, a four-clawed golden dragon’s eyes gleamed with golden light, looking first at the Commandery Governor, then at the Seventh Prince, who remained expressionless.
Thus, the golden dragon fell silent, a hint of sorrow in its eyes as it vanished into the clouds. Only a dragon's roar resonated throughout the eight directions, tearing through the clouds, as if desperately trying to brighten the world and let the sunlight pour down.
But unfortunately, even though it was midday, the turmoil from the commandery capital still distorted the heavens, dimming the sky and causing the statue of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou to appear dull, as if veiled in dust.
The myriad human mortals within the commandery capital, whom the statue embraced with raised hands, each wore a bewildered expression, filled with fear.
Various foreign races, their eyes flickering, retreated one by one. This was a matter for humanity; they did not wish to get involved in the slightest at this moment.
Everyone was waiting.
Waiting for a conclusion to emerge at the commandery capital square.
The Commandery Governor ultimately lacked the resolve of Crown Prince Ziqing. At the last moment, he could not, nor would he, admit to all of this, so he chose suppression.
Only in his heart, a fissure had already appeared.
"He has kowtowed to you and offered you tea. From this moment on, you will protect him."
The approaching puppet paused its steps and numbly looked up at the person behind Bo Mei.
At that moment, countless gazes converged from all directions, falling upon the master and his eight disciples. The master's fortune, too, erupted at that moment, gathering even more power.
"Please, correct me."
The First Prince said nothing, watching everything with a smile.
And these hundreds of thousands of comrades-in-arms, at this moment, looked at him, their eyes filled with hesitation. They... doubted themselves.
In the same year, the State of Bomei was destroyed.
As soon as Grand Marshal Blood Tower's voice rang out, hundreds of thousands of cultivators on the altar were all deeply shaken, and a thunderous roar erupted.
"What your Seventh Brother said earlier was correct. He, indeed, is unworthy of following Crown Prince Bomei, because he has been in the darkness for too long and lacks courage."
He lowered his head, his eyes, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, looked meaningfully at the master. He raised a hand and pressed down. A terrifying power that shook heaven and earth disregarded Marquis Yao and surged forth.
Although only eighty percent of the hundreds of thousands of cultivators there were Sword-wielders, with the remaining twenty percent from the other two palaces and the Commandery Governor's mansion, hesitation was evident in all their expressions.
One of his objectives was to leave a means to counterbalance the Commandery Governor.
The moment their hand seals intertwined, the puppet let out a shrill, piercing roar. Its armor shattered with a crash, revealing a body riddled with countless wounds, as if stitched together.
The Commandery Governor's old attendant, in mid-air, swayed and rushed directly towards the severed hand.
In an instant, everyone in the commandery capital who witnessed that scene had their expressions change drastically.
Granduncle Yi was no match, but he possessed many means and could unleash divine arts. While he might be inferior to a true seventh-stage cultivator, he could contend with a seventh-stage puppet for a short period.
The moment the Commandery Governor's voice spread in all directions, the second puppet stepped out into the air.
The master murmured to himself that he needed to create another opportunity for the Commandery Governor to approach him.
As for the Commandery Governor exposing him now, he was, on the contrary, looking forward to it.
After experiencing war, no one in the entire Judicial Palace was unaware of this item. That was... the commandery capital's forbidden artifact.
The Commandery Governor's old attendant no longer obstructed. His body flickered, and in an instant, he appeared above the severed hand. A strange light shone in his eyes as he raised his left hand and grabbed towards the severed hand.
With those words, he stepped out of the altar, walked into the sky, and flicked his wide sleeve.
The moment everyone's minds churned with extreme anger and anxiety, the Captain's body shone with blue light. He raised his left hand and pressed it to his brow. Just as he was about to tear something off, suddenly, the old attendant's expression changed, his pupils contracted, and he unexpectedly changed direction, no longer approaching, but slowly moving forward.
"How can such a grand undertaking proceed without me!"
The face of this soul... was precisely Xiang Jun, one of the Eight Palaces of the Judicial Palace, from Fenghai Commandery!
Noticing the master's red-rimmed eyes and seeing his appearance as if he had done something wrong, Granduncle Yi let out a loud roar.
"And you, Commandery Governor, your calculations are indeed astonishing. You deceived all of us, making us distrustful of each other and breeding suspicion. But you were still one step short. Brother Hengxin, Brother Rongyu, and I each placed soul-binding techniques on one another while on the front lines, so that we could truly trust each other."
All of this caused a huge shift in the situation. And today's events, having gone through several twists and turns, kept the waves in everyone's minds from ever ceasing.
But now, he reconsidered.
"But I think it's very poorly done."
I know Bo Mei. I recognized him the first time I saw him at the Sword-wielding Palace.
"A person of my old age cannot possibly allow such a good child of our human race to perish here. I, in my life, have experienced too much, walked through peaks, been revered and reviled, glorious and infamous. So be it if I die. Moreover... my few remaining family members were also protected by that child's words. That favor is too great."
Everything was irrelevant to him.
The entire commandery capital, unprecedentedly united as one, directed all their killing intent at the Commandery Governor.
"What's bad isn't that performance, but you as a person. Suppressing your own heart and following reasonable principles, you are unworthy of being called 'Candlelight'."
"The Four Sect Alliance of Yinghuang Prefecture, having committed insubordination and treason, I announce to the entire Judicial Palace: exterminate this sect!"
Moreover, fundamentally, he had no intention of breaking the contract. It was just that the other party couldn't handle it.
The Commandery Governor's eyes flickered.
And the severed hand into which Bo Mei had merged now landed with a thud.
"I originally intended to appear. The old Commandery Prefect was kind to my family, and what I promised him back then has not yet been fulfilled. But what can I do? The world is unpredictable."
"And me!" Within the crowd on the ground, blue light shone brightly, and the Captain's figure rushed out. He was about to act earlier, but his junior martial brother always had means, so he prepared to appear at the crucial moment.
But at that
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