"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Su Xing shook his head.

From a small leader of the demon race, he had learned that the demon race was carrying out a huge plan.

And these captured people were also part of the demon race's plan.

Su Xing had a bad premonition.

For the time being, it was better to quickly complete the sect's instructions and then start investigating!

After spending half a day to move the villagers to Yellowstone Town, Su Xing and the others sped up their journey to Great Feng Empire and the imperial court.

Originally, they had calculated that they only needed half a day to reach the imperial capital of Great Feng.

However, only after a full three days did Su Xing and the others finally arrive at their destination.

It was very obvious that Su Xing and the others had encountered quite a number of demons along the way. Although they could have easily dealt with them with their current strength, they had also witnessed some tragedies that slowed them down.

"Junior Sisters, the demons have always been ruthless in doing things. What we can do is to quickly get Great Feng Empire to send out troops and then come back to deal with these invading pests!"

Su Yan'er, who had a better view of the overall situation, suddenly said.

"Senior Brother is right. The situation is tense now. Let's first complete the mission that the Sect Master has given us!"

Su Xing nodded and then landed in front of the city gate of the Great Feng imperial city.

A huge energy barrier appeared before their eyes.

Since they were here to seek cooperation, they naturally could not force their way in. Su Xing told the soldiers guarding the city the reason they were there and had them pass it on to their superior.

The few of them stopped outside the imperial city.

"Senior Brother, this atmosphere isn't right!"

Logically speaking, when the demons were born, shouldn't the Great Feng Empire send troops to protect the people?

But now their gate was tightly shut and even an array formation was activated outside, it did not look like they were defending against the demons no matter how they looked at it.

It seemed like the people of Great Feng were simply protecting themselves!

It seemed like this time, the character of how the Great Feng actually was, was finally complete

...

In the imperial capital.

In the Central Palace of the imperial capital, in a magnificent hall.

Mo Wudao sat firmly on the throne in the hall without a trace of expression on his face.

A subject below the stage was speaking generously, his spittle flying everywhere.

"Your Majesty!"

"Now that the demon race is wreaking havoc in all directions, I would like to respectfully request your Majesty to send troops to save the common people and send water and help combat the fire..."

"Now is the most critical moment, Your Majesty, please reconsider!"

"Alright, alright, I understand!"

Mo Wudao yawned, then waved his hand.

"I'm sleepy now, Let's call it a day, court is dismissed"

Hearing this, the crowd of officials burst into an uproar.

The official who had been speaking generously immediately knelt down and bowed hard on the ground.

Dong, dong, dong!

At this time, no one came forward to advise, or rather, they did not dare to come forward.

Mo Wudao's footsteps paused slightly as he said leisurely. "Oh! Prime Minister Wang, do you have anything else?"

"I implore your Majesty to send troops to exterminate the demons!"

"Prime Minister Wang, please allow me to reconsider..."

"I'm tired, I'll go back and rest first!" After saying that, he lifted the curtain and walked into the back hall.

Seeing that Prime Minister Wang's Head was literally bleeding from bowing so many times, more than ten officials from the private school who were not arrogant hurried forward to stop him.

"Lord Wang, why are you doing this? His Majesty has already left, don't bow anymore!"

"We all know that you are thinking for the sake of the people, but you have already done your best. Now, even if you continue to bow like this, it will be useless!"

"Old Wang... Prime Minister Wang, what's wrong?"

A few people carried the fainted prime minister Wang out in a flurry of hands and feet.

"Imperial physician, quickly call the imperial physician up!"

...

The imperial court was in chaos.

At this time, Mo Wudao was sitting in the back garden, leisurely fiddling with the flowers and plants there.

Not long after, a guard quickly stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, there's news from the city gate. There are sect disciples seeking an audience with the imperial city officials. Should we let them in?"

With the appearance of the demons, the entire Eastern Wastelands had fallen into chaos. The city gate of the imperial city had long been sealed shut.

Thanks to the heaven-grade protective formation outside the imperial city, everything had been peaceful.

Currently, in the Imperial City of Great Feng, no one was allowed to enter or leave. However, since all the sect disciples had come, this was the first time...

Mo Wudao's lips curled into a strange smile.

"Which sect's disciples?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the person who came claimed to be from the Blackheaven Sword Sect. He specifically has something to discuss with your majesty."

"Blackheaven Sword Sect!"

A hint of surprise appeared on Mo Wudao's face. "I know them, let them in."

"Oh right, is that old stubborn man Wang Qianqi still in Imperial Palace Hall?"

The guard shook his head.

"Prime Minister Wang has already fainted and has been sent to the imperial hospital."

Mo Wudao nodded.

"Alright, then tell the disciples of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect to wait for me in Imperial Palace!"

...

On the other side.

Su Xing and the others followed the guards to the Imperial Palace.

There were no other seats in the main hall except for the throne, so they could only stand and wait.

After all, they were here for cooperation, so Su Xing did not pay too much attention to it.

"Junior Sister, we are here for official business."

"Can't you stop for a while?"

Su Yan 'er said unhappily.

When Shen Yaoling, who was curiously looking around, heard this, she stuck out her tongue at Su Yan'er.

"Alright, Junior Sister Ling'er, come back quickly. Don't be rude!"

Hearing Su Xing's words, Shen Yaoling obediently stood back.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

A sharp voice sounded, and Mo Wudao walked out into the hall under the protection of two attendants. When she saw who it was, Mo Yuanqing's body suddenly emitted a dense killing intent.

"Huh?"

At this time, Su Xing also felt that something was wrong. He turned his head to look at Mo Yuanqing who was acting strangely.

"Junior sister, what's wrong?"

Mo Yuanqing shook her head, but her eyes were fixed on the figure on the throne.

Mo Wudao sat down and then looked over.

A surprised sound was heard.

"Why is it you? Ninth sister, long time no see."

Ninth Sister? Great Emperor Feng was actually Mo Yuanqing's brother?

However, from the looks of it, it did not seem like this was the atmosphere that a brother and sister should have during a reunion.

Su Xing had also heard about Mo Yuanqing's matter, so he had already seen some hints.

It was obvious that his Junior Sister and the current Great Emperor Feng did not get along. It could even be said that they had a strong grudge.

"Mo Wudao, where is Mo Shenghong?"

"Are you talking about that old thief? He's already dead."

Seeing Mo Yuanqing's disbelieving gaze, he said again.

"If he had not died, how will I have the chance to sit on this throne!"

He sounded casual, as if he was talking about a very ordinary matter. Mo Wudao's voice was extremely indifferent even though he had killed someone.

"You killed him?"

That's right, Mo Wudao dared to kill him, what else was there that he didn't dare to do?

Mo Yuanqing pulled out the long sword in her hand and pointed it at the figure in the hall.

Killing intent instantly spread out.

"Junior sister?!"

Su Xing stopped Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling who were attacking.

"This is Junior Sister's matter, let her finish it on her own!"

Seeing the tense situation in the main hall, the accompanying guards quickly called for the other guards.

Black-armored guards came from all directions in the main hall and surrounded Su Xing and the others.

At this moment, Mo Wudao also stood up.

"All of you can leave. I want to personally spar with my ninth sister!"

Hearing Mo Wudao's order, all the soldiers retreated like a tide.

"Ninth sister! How about we make a bet?"

Mo Wudao's gaze swept over Su Xing and the others, and finally fixed on Mo Yuanqing.

In his opinion, among the few disciples of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, only Mo Yuqing's strength was strongest and worth sparring with, the rest were not worth even worrying about.

What he did not know was that Su Xing had already returned to his mortal-returning state, so Mo Wudao had actually misread Su Xing's cultivation level!

Meanwhile, the auras of Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling were all concealed with secret techniques.

Only Mo Yuanqing was filled with killing intent and took the initiative to reveal her cultivation.

"Hehe! You don't dare to bet with me?"

"I want to bet my life." Mo Yuanqing said slowly.