madnovel Chapter 82 Great Battle
Chapter 82 Great Battle
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"And even after she's gone, they still fear her."
Ye Tian pondered for a moment, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips. "They're afraid of her coming back. Very well, they should be afraid."
He has carefully preserved his mother's body and is holding a "Lotus for Rebirth in Reincarnation" in his hand.
They hold the key to her eventual return.
He has also taken over the secret arsenal left by his mother.
The period of calm preparation is coming to an end.
The fear he created was itself a weapon.
And he intends to make good use of it.
"Since we've already started, let's go all the way."
Ye Tian's voice was calm, but beneath that calm lay a chilling determination.
"The blood feud against my mother is far from over."
He narrowed his eyes, pondering his next move.
Crown Prince Li Chengqian is dead; he is a direct descendant of the conspirators.
The Empress Dowager is now mentally unstable.
Emperor Qing himself was tormented by endless fear.
But there are others.
For example, the Empress.
Back then, he was misled by Emperor Qing.
They conspired with foreign tribes to stage the massacre at Taiping Villa.
The reason the Empress wanted to kill Ye Qingmei was...
It was purely out of jealousy.
But what she didn't know at the time was that this jealousy would later become a part of her life.
The entire family was involved.
After the Taiping Villa massacre
Chen Pingping returned to Kyoto.
When he learned that Ye Qingmei had been murdered, he was filled with rage.
With Emperor Qing's permission.
He directly led the Black Knights to slaughter all those involved in the massacre.
Especially the Empress's entire family was reduced to only one person.
She and the Crown Prince.
Only then did the Empress realize that she had been tricked by Emperor Qing and had been manipulated by him all along.
From the very beginning, he was prepared to eliminate even his own family members.
This was done flawlessly.
They eliminated Ye Qingmei.
They also completely wiped out their own forces.
Although she was also very miserable.
But they still have to be killed!!
because,
She is a symbol and also a component of Emperor Qing's power structure.
Eliminating her would once again shake the court and further undermine Emperor Qing's rule.
And it instills a deeper fear in the hearts of those who still stubbornly cling to the old order.
"Empress," Ye Tian said softly, the title he uttered sounding like a death sentence.
His plan was simple, brutal, and direct.
The time that followed.
He will continue to dismantle the power network meticulously woven by Emperor Qing, thread by thread, staining it with blood.
Until that emperor was all alone, exposed and utterly vulnerable.
The revenge for Ye Qingmei will be a meticulously planned, terrifying, and public trial.
The first to be affected was the Empress.
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"The Guo family," Ye Tian's icy gaze turned towards the depths of the palace.
That cold, dilapidated place, imprisoning countless disillusioned women—the Cold Palace.
Although the deposed Empress Guo has gone mad, her former status, her son's actions, and the role her maternal family played in the events of that year all destined her to be remembered in this revenge. Even though she is insane, Ye Tian will personally send her on her way, adding another offering to his mother's spirit in heaven.
He moved with lightning speed, dodging the patrolling imperial guards who were thrown into even greater chaos by the Empress's death, and sped toward the Cold Palace.
The palace was in complete chaos. News of the empress's assassination attempt spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the palace at breakneck speed.
When Ye Zhong, the commander of the Imperial Guards, roared with bloodshot eyes, mobilizing his troops in an attempt to seal off the palace and capture the assassin, other high-ranking officials in the palace, such as the Grand Eunuch Hong Sixiang and the Sword Saint Ye Liuyun, who had been secretly monitoring the situation, were also shocked by these successive shocks.
Especially Ye Liuyun, when he sensed that familiar yet chillingly murderous aura of a Grandmaster raging through the palace again, and that its target seemed to be the Cold Palace, finally showed a solemn expression on his usually calm face.
"Is this kid really trying to cause a huge upheaval?" Ye Liuyun's figure blurred, disappearing from his original spot as he sped towards the Cold Palace. He could no longer stand idly by; otherwise, the entire palace and even the foundation of the Qing Kingdom might be completely shaken by this mad youth.
Hong Sixiang also received Emperor Qing's death order: to control the situation and capture the murderer at all costs! He also hurriedly dispatched the palace's top experts to surround the Cold Palace.
However, their speed was ultimately a step too slow.
The Cold Palace.
This place was already gloomy, and now it was shrouded in an atmosphere of murderous intent.
Ye Tian moved with the ease of a ghost town, easily dealing with the few guards on the outer perimeter who were more symbolic than practical, and then kicked open the dilapidated palace gate of the Cold Palace.
"Where is Guo?" His icy voice echoed in the silent courtyard of the cold palace.
Just then, a furious roar rang out: "You madman! How dare you be so insolent!"
The Imperial Guard Commander, Ye Zhong, wielding a thick-backed broadsword and covered in blood, led several hundred elite Imperial Guards.
They surged in from all directions like a tidal wave, completely surrounding the cold palace courtyard. He had clearly arrived here first, following the traces left by Ye Tian and the terrified directions of the palace servants.
"Ye Tian! You murdered the Crown Prince and now you've assassinated the Empress! Your crimes are unforgivable! Surrender at once!" Ye Chong shouted sternly, his eyes filled with anger towards Ye Tian and a hint of barely perceptible fear. He knew Ye Tian was a Grandmaster, but as the commander of the Imperial Guards, it was his duty to stand up.
Ye Tian glanced at him coldly, as if looking at a dead man: "Those who block my way, die."
"Fire the arrows!" Ye Chong ordered immediately, seeing that Ye Tian showed no remorse.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
In an instant, hundreds of arrows, gleaming with cold light, rained down on Ye Tian like a storm, blocking all his escape routes. These imperial guards were the elite of the elite, and the force of their arrows was enough to pierce through iron armor.
Ye Tian's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. He didn't even try to dodge; his Grandmaster-level protective aura suddenly surged forth, forming an invisible barrier around him.
"Jingle bells—!"
The dense rain of arrows struck the invisible barrier of true energy, but it was as if they had hit the hardest steel plate. They were all deflected and broken, none of them able to harm Ye Tian in the slightest.
"This, how is this possible?!" Ye Zhong and the Imperial Guards behind him were all utterly horrified. They had never seen such terrifying protective true energy; it was practically impervious to blades and spears!
"A bunch of ants." Ye Tian's voice was icy cold. With a swift movement, he rushed into the Imperial Guard's formation like a ghost.
He didn't draw his sword, or even use any other weapon; he simply relied on his bare hands and his unparalleled Grandmaster-level internal energy to launch a one-sided massacre.
"Bang!" With a punch, the breastplate of an Imperial Guard dented instantly, and the man flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood. He was already lifeless when he landed.
"Crack!" A hand slashed across, and another Imperial Guard's neck made a teeth-grinding snapping sound, his head tilting to the side at an eerie angle.
Wherever Ye Tian went, limbs and severed bodies flew everywhere, flesh and blood were mangled, and screams and wails filled the air. The Imperial Guards, who were usually brave and skilled in battle, were as fragile as paper in front of him, and could not put up any effective resistance. Every move he made was precise and deadly, taking one or more lives.
"A demon! He's a demon that crawled out of hell!" Some of the Imperial Guards were terrified by the bloody and horrific scene and cried out, trying to escape.
Ye Zhong's eyes were bloodshot as Ye Tian was slaughtering his elite troops in a way he couldn't comprehend!
At that moment, he roared, brandishing his thick-backed broadsword and channeling all his strength as he brought it down on Ye Tian's head: "You beast! Prepare to die!"
His strike was powerful and heavy, carrying immense force, and was the ultimate expression of his life's skills.
Ye Tian didn't even turn his head, but instead struck out with his palm.
"Bang—!"
The palms and knives clashed, producing a dull, loud thud.
Ye Zhong felt an overwhelming and terrifying force emanating from the blade, causing his tiger's mouth to split open and blood to flow freely. The thick-backed broadsword in his hand almost flew out of his grasp! He felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. A sweet taste rose in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably. His body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily into a section of the palace wall, burying half of his body in the rubble.
"Pfft," Ye Zhong struggled to get up, but spat out another mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and his bones were about to break. He was severely injured and had no strength left to fight. His eyes were filled with despair and resentment, and he could only watch helplessly as Ye Tian continued to wreak havoc among the Imperial Guards.
In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, most of the hundreds of imperial guards who had surrounded the Cold Palace had fallen, and the rest were so terrified that they scattered and fled, unable to put up any decent resistance.
The entire cold palace courtyard had been transformed into a bloodbath, the thick, pungent smell of blood almost nauseating.
Ye Tian slowly withdrew his hand, his body spotless, as if the bloody massacre just now had nothing to do with him. His cold gaze pierced through the swirling blood mist and landed on the dilapidated palace deep within the Cold Palace, where the deposed Empress Guo was imprisoned.
Just as he was about to step forward and finish off Guo's life, two incredibly powerful auras descended from the left and right almost simultaneously!
An aura, ethereal as clouds yet sharp as a sword, emanated from Sword Saint Ye Liuyun!
The other aura was yin and mysterious, yet vast as the sea; it belonged to the Grand Eunuch Hong Sixiang!
They eventually arrived.