The Empress’s Blind Consort: Invincible in Secret

Chapter 47 – Spineless nobility, retreating from the invincible Qin in the world

The alternate space exists in the crevices of the world, with fragmented spatial turbulence capable of tearing apart cultivators at the Moon Shine Realm. It harbors the continuation of historical dark calamities and the wandering bodies of ancient supreme beings.

Only Great Beings at the Morning Glow Realm can freely explore the alternate space without being affected.

Wang Teng was covered in blood, his clothes tattered, and his hairpin lost, leaving his long hair disheveled and scattered, resembling a beggar.

"Meng Qin!!!"

Wang Teng suddenly opened his eyes, bloodshot and wide, waking from a nightmare to find himself floating in the boundless void.

"Alternate space..." Wang Teng's lips lost their color.

Even with immense fortune, Wang Teng didn't believe he could drift through the alternate space unscathed. Surviving until now was already a miracle.

If not for seizing the fortune of ten nations, he certainly wouldn't have lived this long.

Rip.

Wang Teng mustered his last ounce of strength and punched through the spatial barrier, diving out without a second glance.

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Forbidden Land of Buried Immortals.

The Zhao family's rebel army in the Shu Region emerged from various parts of the forbidden land, a million-strong force clashing with Qin Fenghuo's suppression army.

The sounds of battle shook the heavens, with thousands of cultivators falling every moment.

On the battlefield of Buried Immortals, first-grade cultivators were as common as dogs, Cloud Ascension Realm cultivators roamed freely, and Mountain Moving Realm experts' lives were as insignificant as grass.

"Gou'er, break through! I will cover you!" Zhao Yuhuan wielded a Fangtian Halberd, his eyes flashing like lightning, his aura shaking the entire forbidden land!

Zhao Gou, disguised as an ordinary soldier, no longer had his former high spirits. His face was haggard as he muttered:

"No, don't..."

"The Empress's birthday banquet should have been my stage to gain fame, but now I'm reduced to fleeing in disgrace."

"I want to follow you into the Imperial Capital and personally cut off Meng Qingzhou's head!"

Zhao Yuhuan angrily rebuked, "Fool! The tide has turned! With your insignificant Cloud Ascension Realm cultivation, you are of no use to the battle. You must preserve your life and bide your time!"

"And what about you?" Zhao Gou asked.

Zhao Yuhuan paused, his tone turning cold and murderous, "The banner of rebellion has been raised; there is no retreat for me. To become an emperor, one must not leave any retreat."

"Either we change the world, and the Great Jin changes its surname to Zhao, or I die, and Qin Liuli rises from the ashes!"

Zhao Gou felt immense frustration. He knew his father was prepared to die, and this decisive battle was likely to end in disaster.

Without Zhao Yuhuan, Zhao Gou would lose his status as the heir apparent, living like a stray dog under Meng Qingzhou's shadow, in constant fear.

Zhao Yuhuan took a deep look at Zhao Gou, as if engraving his image into his soul.

"Go." Zhao Yuhuan turned away indifferently, stepping out a thousand miles in one stride.

King of Shu, Zhao Yuhuan, faced the empire's pillar, actively charging at Qin Fenghuo, who was faintly the strongest in Great Jin.

"Hahaha... Coward, you finally dare to show your head." Qin Fenghuo laughed heartily.

Zhao Yuhuan, dressed in black, his deep eyes unusually calm, said, "Qin Fenghuo, after all these years, you still haven't improved."

Qin Fenghuo sneered, too lazy to respond.

"You don't want to listen, and I don't want to say more. Today, you will witness history! Great Jin will be renamed Zhao! I am the one who bears the mandate of heaven!" Zhao Yuhuan's aura grew more and more majestic, with the breath of a half-step Morning Glow Realm sweeping the land.

The earth trembled, laws were disrupted, and the space beneath his feet shattered like a mirror.

Standing before a giant tens of thousands of feet tall, Zhao Yuhuan was smaller than an ant, but the terrifying pressure he released was like the rising sun!

Qin Fenghuo was shocked, his eyes widening, "Half-step Morning Glow!? Weren't you at the Mountain Moving Realm, when..."

"Otherwise, why do you think I dared to rebel!?" Zhao Yuhuan said.

As his words fell, Zhao Yuhuan suddenly attacked.

The Fangtian Halberd expanded geometrically, almost piercing the sky, slashing towards Qin Fenghuo. The outer region of the Forbidden Land of Buried Immortals was torn in half by the residual shockwave, forming a bottomless abyss.

Then, Zhao Gou, who was fleeing in disgrace at the edge of the battlefield, inadvertently looked back and saw an unforgettable scene.

Qin Fenghuo, undefeated for three hundred years, was sent flying horizontally, his Divine Power of Heaven and Earth pierced by a single halberd.

His cowardly father, like a demon god descending, tore the battlefield apart, creating an escape route for Zhao Gou...

"Go." Zhao Yuhuan said silently.

"Your Highness, we must go." Four Sea Covering Realm peak death warriors protected Zhao Gou, carving a bloody path.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Gou felt as if he had run from dawn to dusk, his blood almost completely burned out.

At first, Zhao Gou could still hear the deafening sounds of battle and Qin Fenghuo's enraged roars after coughing blood.

Then, the rebel army of Shu erupted in cheers.

Qin Fenghuo seemed to have been defeated!

The wasteful noble in the eyes of the world, despised by the Empress, mocked by all, King of Shu Zhao Yuhuan, had forcefully defeated Qin Fenghuo!

"Father..." Zhao Gou's eyes blurred with tears, his heart aching, his throat choked, making it hard to breathe.

He understood that even if Zhao Yuhuan defeated Qin Fenghuo, it would be difficult to win. The outcome of a failed coup was always the same—death.

"King of Shu will surely succeed!" The four peak Sea Covering Realm death warriors said firmly.

"Heh..." Zhao Gou laughed and cried, too tired to say more. He looked around and asked, "Where are we now?"

A short elder respectfully replied, "Reporting to Your Highness, we are tens of thousands of miles away from the Forbidden Land of Buried Immortals, at the border of Great Jin."

The elder pointed ahead and continued:

"Your Highness, please look ahead."

Under the sparse stars of the night, surrounded by darkness, a majestic city could be vaguely seen among the continuous mountain ranges.

"That city is called the 'Ancient Divine City,' occupied by a Morning Glow Realm ancient beast. Even the Empress cannot conquer it and has left it alone."

"The Ancient Divine City originated in the era of creation, forged from the first wisp of clear air between heaven and earth, possessing unfathomable powers. The Morning Glow Realm ancient beast has never left the city for unknown reasons, so Empress Qin Liuli has temporarily left it be."

A glimmer of hope ignited in Zhao Gou's eyes as he repeated, "Even the Empress cannot conquer it, dares not provoke it easily, Ancient Divine City, Morning Glow Realm ancient beast..."

Seeing the expression on the heir apparent's face, the death warrior elder knew they were thinking the same thing. He chuckled and said:

"Currently, the Ancient Divine City is home to countless foreign tribes, all of whom have lost their homes due to the Great Jin Dynasty's massacres and are barely surviving in the city."

At this point, the elder fell silent, quietly watching Zhao Gou, waiting for him to speak.

A smile appeared on Zhao Gou's lips as he said:

"A group of pitiful creatures who hate the Great Jin Dynasty, aren't they just like me? If I can win over these foreign tribes, even enlist the Morning Glow Realm ancient beast of the Ancient Divine City, what fear do I have of Qin Liuli?"

The four death warriors immediately bowed, "Your Highness is wise."

Regaining his confidence, Zhao Gou strode towards the Ancient Divine City, saying, "There's no time to lose, let's enter the city immediately!"

Just as he was about to take a confident step, the void suddenly trembled.

A person fell from mid-air, landing precisely on Zhao Gou's head. With two cries of pain, their eyes met.

The air froze for a long moment, then exclamations rang out.

"The son of the rebel king, Zhao Gou!" Wang Teng, clutching his head, looked at the person beneath him in surprise.

Zhao Gou gritted his teeth and angrily said, "Wang Teng, Minister of War of the Great Qian Dynasty! Get off me!"

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