Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Tianwen Kingdom, in the old emperor's palace

"No! This is impossible! This is impossible!!"

The old emperor roared angrily, overturning all the tables and chairs beside him, and the cups on them shattered on the floor.

The white moonlight shone in through the half-open door and fell on the broken glass, making it even more dazzling.

Outside the palace, the civil and military ministers were already waiting at the door. As long as the old emperor gave an order, everyone would rush in as soon as possible.

After a few minutes, the sounds inside became quieter, and everyone looked inside along the crack of the open door.

I saw the old emperor sitting on the edge of the bed in despair, holding several broken jade tablets in his hands.

"The best assassin in the world, the best assassin in the world, just gone? Just gone!"

The old emperor murmured to himself, with only despair in his lost eyes.

He worked hard for hundreds of years to train the best assassin in the world, and he was just gone.

Those are three powerful men in the Saint Realm. They are all at level five or above, and their assassination abilities are extremely strong. Even those who are half-step to the Saint level can assassinate them.

But now, all this is gone.

"Father."

At this time, a familiar voice sounded, and a figure slowly walked in from the door.

The moment he saw that person, the old emperor's eyes couldn't help but become moist, and his eyes shone a little under the moonlight.

"You all, please step back."

The prince quickly said to the ministers outside the door.

How could the emperor shed tears for these people to see?

The ministers were also very sensible and left without any nonsense.

Then the prince hurriedly walked to the old emperor in a few steps and half-knelt in front of him.

"Father, what happened, Father?"

The old emperor looked at the prince in front of him, and he didn't care that he was a noble person. He couldn't help but burst into tears.

"My child, the three Liuyun Musketeers that my father left for you were killed. If I die, what will you do to suppress those wolf generals in the future?"

Hearing this, the prince couldn't help but widen his pupils.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed the broken jade tablets held in the old emperor's hands.

This jade stele is called "Ming stele", which is connected with people's lives.

If the monument survives, people will survive; if the monument breaks, people will die.

But now, the old emperor holds three fragments of the jade tablet in his hands.

There was no inscription on the jade tablets, but the prince seemed to understand who these three jade tablets belonged to.

The situation in Tianwen Kingdom has been turbulent. The old emperor is dying soon. Various forces have the idea of ​​​​rebellion, but they are afraid of the old emperor, so they have never dared to move.

The old emperor originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to hand over his strongest trump card to the prince.

Unexpectedly, after leaving, there was no way back. The Three Musketeers of Liuyun died in a foreign land and were unable to assist the prince.

Without the Three Musketeers of Liuyun, those aristocratic families no longer have any fear. They may not have to wait for the old emperor to drive to the west before they have to rush to rebel first.

"I shouldn't have practiced that technique in the first place. Today, the country of Tianwen is destroyed by my hands. How can I be worthy of my ancestors!"

The old emperor gritted his teeth and cried and cursed himself again, but his voice was very low, as if he was worried about being heard by others.

Three hundred years ago, the three swordsmen of Liuyun killed the ancestor of Hongmu Kingdom who had half-stepped into the Holy Realm on behalf of the old emperor, brought his head back, and presented the old emperor with the skills that the ancestor had practiced.

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After learning that practicing this technique could break through to the Holy Realm, the old emperor devoted himself to cultivation and did not care about government affairs. These aristocratic families were also the bane left behind from that time.