Supreme Alchemy

518. The war is about to begin

October 10th.

It is the end of autumn, the weather is getting cooler, and many people have put on cotton clothes.

Today the weather is not very good, it is cloudy and rainy.

The autumn rain is wet and cold, hitting people, like ice cones, making people shiver all over.

However, near the palace, there are dense crowds of people, swarming in.

The people of the entire Kyoto are more orderly than the martial arts competition on New Year's Day, surrounding the palace.

The Imperial Guards have been prepared for a long time, stopping the people outside the palace and not letting them squeeze into the palace.

But ordinary people are easy to stop.

Those powerful warriors, however, can't be stopped at all.

The strong men above the Earth Martial Realm directly stepped out of the air and landed in the air.

But they also knew that today was special.

Therefore, they did not dare to enter the sky above the palace, but only watched from the outside.

"Today is the day of the promised battle. I wonder when the Ninth Prince will come!"

"Alas, the two dragons of the same clan are actually going to fight to the death. It's just a bargain for others. I'm afraid that my Dawu's dream of unifying the Eastern Region will be shattered again."

"Today's weather is cold. Damn it. If it weren't for this promised battle, I would definitely stay at home."

The crowd was talking.

Today is the day of the promised battle.

This battle, which will be recorded in the history books, has attracted the attention of countless people.

Not just the people in Kyoto.

In the entire Dawu Dynasty, in the land of Kyushu, there are countless eyes looking here.

In the Great Yuan Dynasty, in the thirty-four small countries.

Even people far away in the Central Plains and the southern border have their eyes looking here from afar.

No matter who wins or loses in today's battle, it will affect the situation in the entire Eastern Region.

After all, the eldest prince and the ninth prince not only represent themselves.

It also represents the outbreak of this dispute between the emperor and the queen.

In the palace.

There were also shadows, and countless concubines also stepped out of the palace gate, standing outside, waiting quietly.

Outside the Jing'an Palace.

The second prince and Concubine Jing were looking forward to it.

"Big brother will definitely be able to kill that waste, I must watch him die with my own eyes!"

The second prince's eyes burst into hatred.

His limbs were cut off by Xiao Changfeng, and he became a human stick.

If he didn't want to watch Xiao Changfeng die, he would have committed suicide long ago.

The news from Yunhai Bay before made him overjoyed.

However, Xiao Changfeng's return later made him grit his teeth.

Today, he must watch Xiao Changfeng die with his own eyes.

Only in this way can the hatred in his heart dissipate.

"Mu Bai, the eldest prince will take action, and that evil beast will inevitably die. I heard that the Zhenwu Saint will soon come out of retreat. When the time comes, I will go to ask the saint to see if I can let you stand up again."

Concubine Jing looked at the second prince with a caring face. In her heart, the second prince is everything.

And now, the Zhenwu Saint is her hope.

Wuyuan Palace.

Concubine Yuan was dressed in a tight outfit, outlining her heroic figure. She was wearing a cape and standing in the rain, like a sculpture.

"Mother, hold an umbrella to avoid hurting your body."

The third prince held an umbrella to shield Concubine Yuan from the rain.

Since his life was destroyed by Xiao Changfeng, he has become more and more feminine.

And his fear of Xiao Changfeng has never subsided.

"Bodhi, how can a warrior like me be afraid of this little wind and rain? Today, you will accompany me to watch how Xiao Changfeng died!"

Concubine Yuan frowned slightly, and was very displeased with the feminine behavior of the third prince.

But she also knew that it was not the third prince's fault, it was all caused by Xiao Changfeng.

So she wanted to drag the third prince to witness this promised battle together.

"Yes, mother!"

The third prince trembled all over, and was very reluctant in his heart, but he had no choice but to accompany her.

Jingyang Palace.

The residence of Concubine Wen, the mother of the eighth prince.

At this time, she was also standing outside, letting the cold rain hit her face, but she did not waver at all.

"Evil beast, you killed my son, today, I want to watch you die with my own eyes!"

Concubine Wen has a strong temper. The maid next to her wanted to hold an umbrella for her, but she refused.

Yanxia Palace.

The 12th Prince's tent, Concubine Xia's residence.

Concubine Xia has always been weak and sickly. Since the death of the 12th Prince, she has become thinner and thinner.

Now she is as thin as skin and bones.

But today.

She struggled to the gate of the palace.

With the help of the maids and eunuchs, she half leaned on the soft couch.

But her eyes were staring at the sky.

She was waiting.

Waiting for the murderer who killed her son to die.

This hatred has been accumulated in her heart for a long time and has become her only obsession.

Duanrun Palace.

The mother of the fifth prince, Concubine Duan's residence.

Concubine Duan looks thin and no longer rich.

She was wearing only a thin dress, and walked in the cold rain.

Her expression was listless, as if she had not slept for ten days and ten nights.

The fifth prince was her son.

But he was beheaded at the New Year's Eve banquet.

Duanmu Lei was her nephew.

He was beheaded in the martial arts competition.

This made her mind completely collapse.

If it weren't for the promised battle today, I'm afraid she would have been autistic until death.

"If you don't die, how can I be worthy of Yuelun and Lei'er!"

Concubine Duan stood, motionless, waiting for the battle to come.

In the palace.

Perhaps the most panicked one was Concubine Ling.

"In the promised battle, I don't know which one, the eldest prince or the ninth prince, will win. God bless, it must be the ninth prince, otherwise my life and Yu Rong's will be in danger."

Concubine Ling clasped her hands together and prayed to God.

Xiao Dilin was massacred in Kyoto, which made her feel anxious.

Day and night I worry that I will be killed.

After all, his daughter is very close to the Ninth Prince.

Maybe he will be implicated too.

In this panic, she could not sleep or eat well.

The day has finally arrived.

She prayed, hoping that Xiao Changfeng could win.

If Xiao Changfeng wins, at least his and Yu Rong's lives will not be in danger.

But if Xiao Dilin wins.

With his cold-blooded and ruthless character, he might not be able to save his life.

At this time, Concubine Ling was praying constantly and was restless.