Chapter 32

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Chapter 32: Outside the Imperial Capital

"They are all from the Chu family. It seems there is nothing more to say."

Yun Yi saw the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince, and a cold killing intent suddenly erupted from within him.

"Young General, there is not much time left. We need to reach the Imperial Capital by noon; otherwise, General Yun is in danger."

Qian Luofeng said.

Yun Yi nodded. He was well aware of the urgency of time; even if they broke through Sky Dragon Pass and reached the Imperial Capital, it would be close to noon.

Therefore, for Yun Yi, there was no time left to delay or waste.

"Black Flame Lion, attack."

Yun Yi planted the battle flag into the ground and gave an order to the Black Flame Lion.

Roar…

The Black Flame Lion obeyed Yun Yi and let out a roar that shook the mountains and rivers. Its strong body turned into black smoke and charged toward the Seventh Prince and Eighth Prince.

"Hmph! You foolish boy, it seems the Yun family has worked hard to hide a genius, but unfortunately, your strength is still too weak. I will personally take your life."

The Eighth Prince snorted coldly and suddenly threw a punch at Yun Yi as he charged forward.

This punch was not just any punch; terrifying golden-red spiritual power swirled like waves, and, accompanied by the sound of a tiger’s roar, transformed into a golden fierce tiger, its destructive power easy to imagine.

"Die, Eighth Prince!"

Yun Yi showed no mercy and unleashed the terrifying Dark Dragon Hand. The two were on completely different levels. Under the impact of the Dark Dragon Hand, the golden fierce tiger was instantly destroyed.

At the same time, the Eighth Prince was completely enveloped by the Dark Dragon Hand and was crushed to death, unable to even let out a cry.

"What?"

The Seventh Prince was shocked and pale, as if he had seen a ghost. The scene before him impacted his heart greatly.

However, Yun Yi did not give the Seventh Prince any chance to react. The Black Flame Lion had already charged in front of him, and Yun Yi, looking down from above, struck down with his sword.

The Seventh Prince, being at the first grade of the Innate Realm, was not a match for Yun Yi. Moreover, he had not yet recovered from his previous shock. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Ah…

Even though the Seventh Prince tried desperately to dodge, it was still a step too slow. Yun Yi’s movements were just too fast. With a single strike, he cleaved off half of the Seventh Prince’s body.

"Yun Yi, you can’t kill me! This is treason! If you kill me, the Emperor will not spare you."

The Seventh Prince’s heart had already shattered. Things had developed too quickly. Just a moment ago, they were laughing and playing chess; the next moment, the Yun Family Army had come to attack, and Yun Yi was determined to wipe them out in the most fierce way.

"You are right. I am committing treason. As for that dog of an emperor you mentioned, don’t worry. I will send each one of your Chu family down to join you."

Yun Yi was cold and ruthless. He suddenly thrust his sword forward, stabbing it into the Seventh Prince’s heart and piercing through his chest.

Sky Dragon Pass, broken!

Without a fight, the elite soldiers outside Sky Dragon Pass moved aside without even a hint of resistance. To them, with two princes of the innate realm dead, they had no right to challenge the Yun Family Army.

Furthermore, for every soldier, the last thing they wanted was to battle the Yun Family Army, as they were already at a disadvantage in spirit.

After passing Sky Dragon Pass, ahead was the Imperial Capital. The Yun Family Army was moving quickly, determined to arrive by noon.

Time passed little by little, and the blazing sun climbed higher in the sky; noon was approaching.

Outside the bustling Imperial Capital, a platform two meters high was set up. On the platform, thirty to forty criminals dressed in prisoner uniforms kneeled on the ground, their faces filled with despair. Among them, one man was bound all over with thick iron chains, yet despite this, his towering spirit could not be hidden. He was a man of great stature, looking younger than forty. His face was chiseled, with sharp brows and fierce eyes, and there was an air of regal authority about him. He stood tall, holding his head high in the world, the only one on the high platform standing straight, not kneeling or being forced to kneel by anyone. His appearance was somewhat similar to Yun Yi’s; he was the greatest genius of the Chu Kingdom, known as Cloud General Feilong, Yun Feilong. Beside Yun Feilong, an old man sat in a black wheelchair, his hands and feet still bound by iron chains, and even the wheelchair was tightly tied, unable to move. Even in such a situation, the old man remained spirited and wise, showing no sign of fear on his face. This man is Yun Yi’s grandfather, Yun Canghai, who once helped establish half of the Chu Kingdom’s power. The platform was surrounded by many knife-wielders, each one bare-chested with bulging muscles, holding big knives in their hands. Below the platform, there was a scene of a massive crowd, with at least a thousand spectators gathered here, most of them common people. "How could this happen? The Yun family has worked hard for the Chu Kingdom, yet they face such a fate; the Emperor’s heart is too cruel, isn’t it?" "Has the Yun family really betrayed? I don’t believe it; the Yun family has had three generations of heroes; how could they commit treason?" "I also do not believe that with the strength of Cloud General Feilong, if he wanted to rebel, there would be no one in the entire Chu Kingdom who could capture him. Perhaps he would not have returned from the Northern Desert at all." "Oh, can’t you all understand? The Yun family’s achievements are overshadowing the emperor!" …… The crowd was buzzing with discussion, everyone was speaking up for Cloud General Feilong. Yun Feilong was very famous in the Chu Kingdom and well-liked by the people, which is also why the emperor was so intent on getting rid of him. Not far in front of the high platform, a group of experts stood, including Marquis Fanyang, the current Grand Preceptor, five princes, and seven masters of the innate realm. The Chu Kingdom now has a total of nineteen masters of the innate realm. Six were killed by Yun Yi, leaving thirteen. Seven are standing here, and counting the Grand Master, the emperor, and the old emperor, there are still three masters of the innate realm left. These three masters of the innate realm, at this moment, were on top of the city towers in the Imperial Capital, gazing into the distance. The eyes of the three were filled with sorrow and anger. Marquis Wenyuan, the Western War King, General Zhennan. The three of them were great heroes in the army and admired Yun Feilong’s character the most. They were the ones who believed the least that Yun Feilong would betray the country. After the incident with the Yun family, the three of them pleaded in front of the emperor many times, but unfortunately, all of it was in vain. When they understood the emperor’s thoughts, all they could do was sigh. "This is too unfair." General Zhennan clenched his fist in anger. "Now that this has happened, we are powerless and can only watch Brother Yun from afar. Sigh." Marquis Wenyuan shook his head and sighed sadly. "Your Majesty, you have disappointed us too much." The Western War King couldn’t bear it and turned his head away.