In the days that followed, the situation in the Evernight Continent changed dramatically.
The short-lived peace of "Sleep of the Giant Beast" was completely broken. The Eternal Night Council first issued a mobilization order, and the dark army came to the surrounding area and began to drive away the human race. Of course, the empire would not let it go, and responded quickly, mobilizing nearby troops, and launched several battles with the dark coalition forces. Each had its winners and losers, and the battle situation gradually turned into a stalemate.
The powerhouses of both sides are constantly fighting in a vast area of thousands of kilometers, either trying to drive each other away, or trying to contain them. On the one hand, each continued to send out small groups of elite troops to secretly enter the "Sleep of the Behemoth", and at the same time intercept and kill the opponent's team.
But Tiangui obviously refused to give up on the last few ancient essence fragments, and made a comeback during the war between the two sides. The Iron Curtain covered the vast area centered on the "Beast's Sleep", and at the same time released clones constantly, launching attacks on the strong of both sides from time to time. Attack, and eventually the situation turned into a three-way melee.
At this moment, a major event happened in the Eternal Night Council. The prophecy deduction they vigorously promoted suffered a major setback. It turned out that the energy that would blow away the original force of the strong under the "Giant Beast's Sleep" was not a wind tunnel at all, but the chaotic residual will of the Void Behemoth!
The behemoth that fell hundreds of millions of years ago is not only immortal in essence, but also indestructible in will. Yong Ye's group of masters who are proficient in deduction have encountered the will of the Void Beast one after another. Master Weber was severely injured and it would take ten years to recover. Nearly half of the powerhouses died directly from the backlash, and the rest were all seriously injured.
The prophecy power of Yong Ye's side suffered heavy losses, and was overtaken by the empire in one fell swoop. This is no small matter, and it means that when there is a comprehensive operation in the future, the actions of the dark camp to deduce the general trend will be more likely to be interfered by the empire. And when they interfere with similar actions of the empire, they have to pay more.
But the Eternal Night Council paid such a price, and it was not for nothing.
They got two important pieces of information. One is that the "rainbow turbulence" covering the "sleep of giant beasts" really has another source. There is a void passage in the unknown depths of the Stone Forest Canyon. Although the world behind the passage is dangerous, But not necessarily fatal. The second is the influence of the void behemoth's will on the strong. It is indeed the principle of the wind tunnel, which will suppress the power of the strong according to the standard level. This means that the higher the level, the greater the risk of the strong falling, and the level is too high The low-level strong will be completely swallowed by the will of the giant beast.
For a time, the Eternal Night Council was in a dilemma. Although the ancient essence is a good thing, it is only a Duke-level resource, and the world behind the passage does not know what kind of dangerous place it is. If too many high-level powerhouses fall because of this, it is necessary to carefully calculate the gains and losses.
The result of this calculation was quickly spread to the higher levels of the Evernight World, and the Empire naturally knew about it. In the Eternal Night camp, there are also many people who are willing to trade with the empire.
At the same time, countless pairs of eyes on Yongye's side were also watching the movement on the side of the empire, and now some people began to suspect that Lin Xitang's secret return to the empire was a scam, just to make Yongye lose the power of prophecy.
However, immediately after that, many unusual clues happened to the Great Qin Emperor. One hundred and eight heavenly performers entered the Tianji Pavilion after arriving in the imperial capital one after another, and have not appeared since then. Afterwards, all kinds of rare birds and beasts, and death row fighters of the dark race recruited from all over the country were also continuously sent into the Tianji Pavilion, all of which could not come out.
The Tianji Pavilion, located in the back hill of the imperial capital, is like a gigantic beast with its bloody mouth wide open, devouring flesh and blood without stopping.
On the seventh day, the gate of the Tianji Pavilion opened, and Lin Xitang, dressed in plain clothes, came out of the pavilion, holding a jade slip in his hand, and handed it to a servant who had been standing outside the pavilion for seven days and nights.
The servant was already a little out of shape, with drooping eyelids, as if he would fall asleep at any moment. But when he saw Lin Xitang, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and the whole Tianji Pavilion seemed to light up in an instant.
Seeing that Lin Xitang handed over the Fang Yujian, the old servant vigorously dusted off the dust on his body, stretched out a pair of hands covered with age spots, took it carefully, held it in his palm, and asked, "How to deal with it?"
Lin Xitang's appearance was completely out of the world at the moment, and even his voice was a little ethereal, as if he was floating down from the clouds: "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life, just tell your Majesty directly."
The waiter said: "The old slave understands, don't worry, the commander, you can go to rest first."
Lin Xitang said again: "I'm afraid there are dangers along the way, Zhao Changshi must be careful."
Zhao Changshi said slowly: "Shuai Lin, don't worry, the old slave of Lu in this imperial capital has walked for decades, and he will not hurt his feet."
Lin Xitang nodded, and walked down the long steps. The wind blew his silver hair, and in the eyes of people, there was a sense of emptiness, as if he would ride the wind and go away in the next moment. Outside the Tianji Pavilion, the Thunder Cavalry Guards of the Guards had reached a full quarter, waiting in full force to protect him and go away.
After waiting for Lin Xitang to leave, Zhao Chang also stepped down the long steps and got into a black car. Another team of imperial palace guards opened the way and went all the way.
The convoy entered the Imperial Capital Inner City Avenue, turned two turns, and drove into a slightly narrow road. Zhao Changshi sat in the middle of the back seat, still holding the Fang Yujian with both hands, with his eyes downcast.
As soon as the convoy entered the road, Zhao Changshi's ears suddenly moved, he slowly raised his head, and slowly opened his eyes.
On the first off-road vehicle, the captain of the guard suddenly changed his expression, pulled out his gun, and shouted: "No! It's too quiet here! Sound the alarm, speed up, and rush over!"
Before he finished speaking, his whole body froze suddenly, and there was a blood hole between his eyebrows. The bullet not only passed through his head, but also shot into the throat of a guard in the back seat, which shows that the other party must be a master sniper. The driver of the car was frightened and turned the steering wheel suddenly, and the off-road vehicle immediately turned sideways.
Another bullet flew in, piercing through the armor plate of the off-road vehicle, and then piercing through the driver's head.
The ear-piercing siren sounded, and the imperial palace guards in the car got out of the car one after another. With the cover of the car body, they frantically shot at the men in black who appeared on the roofs on both sides of the road. These inner guards were all elites, but there were obviously more experts among the sneak attackers. Several sniper rifles were even more terrifying, almost killing the commander-level officers among the guards one by one.
At this moment, Zhao Changshi lowered the window instead. The protection performance of the car he was riding in was top-notch, and the glass could resist the bombardment of the fifth-level gun. Lowering the window at this time is undoubtedly an act of suicide.
Sure enough, just when the glass fell halfway, barely revealing Zhao Changshi's eyebrows, a sniper bullet roared towards him.
Zhao Changshi raised his hand, his movements seemed to be very slow, but two withered fingers clamped in the air, and caught the incoming sniper bullet between his eyebrows!
This sniper bullet was quite different from the usual ones. The bullet was as long as a palm, very slender, but heavy enough, like a crossbow arrow. Its penetrating power is extremely strong, and the armor plate of the off-road vehicle in front of it is like a piece of paper, pierced through by guns and guns.
Zhao Changshi rubbed it with his hands, and the bullet was crumpled up like a hot milk, and fell to the ground outside the car.
Those men in black looked at each other, and a domineering aura suddenly rose from more than a dozen of them, and all of them were strong men with at least intermediate titles. They rushed towards Zhao Changshi's car one after another, while the rest of the men in black all fought together, without covering themselves, shooting desperately, firmly suppressing the counterattack of the inner guards.
Zhao Changshi calmly opened the car door and brushed his sleeves before getting out of the car. Holding the square jade slip in one hand, he pulled out a short knife with a jade handle from his waist with the other, and faced the rushing man in black.
Under the siege of the crowd, Zhao Changshi's footsteps were small, suddenly stepped forward, and suddenly retreated, only moving within a square inch. Every time the short knife in his hand flashed, blood was bound to be splashed. Even the earl-level powerhouse at the head fell at Zhao Changshi's feet without taking too many blows three times.
Zhao Changshi still held the Fang Yujian firmly in his hand, sneered, and said: "A group of black-blooded bastards dare to act wild in the imperial capital!"
Kill the leader, and the rest will not be a problem, and they will be killed by the inner guards and the city defense army soon. According to preliminary identification, this group of assassins includes both dark races and rebels, which is almost the standard composition of countless assassinations in the imperial capital in the past.
Regarding this result, Zhao Changshi just sneered. If Lin Xitang hadn't reminded him in advance, he would not have believed that there would really be such a bold and stupid person who launched a murder in the imperial capital in an attempt to seize the secret. He immediately entered the imperial palace and went straight to the Qiantian Palace.
Qiantian Hall is the place where His Majesty handles government affairs outside of the court meeting. At this moment, on the high platform of the main hall, water mist is lingering, and the color is blue and almost black, covering the high platform, the desk and the throne behind it, everything is indistinct and cannot be seen clearly.
There was a man sitting on the throne, but his brows were also misty.
Zhao Changshi walked quickly to the high platform, lifted the Fang Yujian with both hands, and said, "Your Majesty, here is what Commander Lin paid."
The man on the high platform didn't see any movement either, the blue-black mist seemed to be spiritual, and several strands were separated, each of which was circling, condensed into the shape of a hand, and took the Fang Yujian away.
The man didn't start to watch first, but only asked: "How is Lin Qing?"
"Marshal Lin is all well, and he has gone back to rest first." Zhao Changshi bowed and replied, "The old slave encountered a little disturbance on the way back to the palace." He explained the situation of the battle in a few words, without adding a single word of redundant comment.
After hearing this, the man just ordered indifferently: "Send the guards to kill all the houses on that street, and there is no need for interrogation."
Zhao Changshi thought for a while, and said: "When the old slave passed by, he vaguely saw a house with the family crest of the Marquis of Fenyang hanging on it." Of course, the Marquis of Fenyang would not live in that block, he might be from a side branch or a concubine's family. .
The man didn't speak.
Zhao Changshi already understood what he meant, bowed down again, and said to himself: "At that time, no one from the residents on the street came out to help us. This old slave understands, so I will pass on your majesty's order."
At that time, powerful force guns were used in the battle. If no one on that street provided convenience for the dark race and the rebels, it would be impossible to do such a silent ambush.
There may be close to a thousand people whose homes on that street were all massacred, but if there is no trial, it means that the scope of investigation will not be expanded. The imperial criminal law is strict, but it is said to Wu Lian that whoever is found to be guilty will be held accountable. Even if the branch of Marquis of Fenyang is innocent in this matter, I'm afraid they won't come forward.
Seeing that the emperor had no other orders, Zhao Changshi quietly withdrew.
Only then did the man on the high platform slowly open the jade slip, and eight big characters slowly appeared on the smooth and plain jade surface: Land of Seven Provinces, Ladder to Heaven.
Rao, as the supreme emperor of the Great Qin Empire, his hands couldn't help shaking when he saw these eight characters.