The azure thunder pillar lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Inside the Palace Gate, all the Brocade Guards and Imperial Guards vanished without a trace. Under the cleansing of this thunder pillar, not even corpses remained.

All players were shocked by this scene.

Especially the Second Test players, for whom this was the first time experiencing such a thing firsthand.

It was even more thrilling than watching a video.

Abbess, Don't Love Me had already been shocking enough; despite the many arrows fired at him, none had managed to claim his life.

And now, Old Mo was terrifyingly powerful.

Invoking Celestial Punishment just by sacrificing a female player? That was practically an unbeatable move!

The worst part was that both of these players belonged to Lingxiao Hall!

Lingxiao Hall followed the high-level player route, with each member standing out from the rest of the players.

Poisonous Panda was one of the rare players who played with poison.

Under the Phoenix Tree was the number one ADC. His crossbow arrows could knock you senseless.

And Junlin? The number one assassin in the entire game.

Neighbor Six was ranked the number two Tactical Master in the game.

Sister Zhou... Well... she's certainly capable!

The pace of Lingxiao Hall could no longer be stopped by anyone. They were definitely the strongest presence among the Several Major Halls.

Flourishing Flowers swallowed hard and said, "Lingxiao Hall is truly exceptional; they've played this game to a whole new level."

Chaotic Dance Steps nodded in agreement.

They were considered First Test Players and had a good relationship with Lingxiao Hall.

But the gap between them was incredibly wide.

"Not to mention anything else, just Old Mo—the Top Player in combat power—was enough to sweep any Hall, right?"

It's absurd!

"Don't just stand there, charge in and find the location of the Imperial Treasury!"

I, Xuanqing, no longer hesitated, leading the players of the Second Legion as they charged into the palace.

Flourishing Flowers and the others came to their senses and hurriedly led their people forward.

Daytime Alms, who was rushing to catch up, shouted anxiously, "Wait for me, I've shed blood for you guys!"

The players surged forward. The Imperial Guards who arrived later, faced with the overwhelming momentum of the players, also began to fall back.

Faced with the players' charge, coupled with the scene of Celestial Punishment from moments before, the Imperial Guards showed signs of collapse. This was true even though they were all First-Grade Martial Artists.

They too were afraid of more Celestial Punishment descending.

"You guys go ahead; I'll come back after dying once since the Eight Gates Escape Armor is about to run out of time!"

Old Mo told Junlin and his team, then stretched out his hand and broke his own neck.

This quiet and efficient action earned the admiration of many players.

If it were them, they probably couldn't have done the same, could they?

After the players directly broke through the first palace gate, they forcefully drove back the Imperial Guards and successfully passed through the second palace gate.

But as soon as they entered, they saw that the Imperial Guards had retreated.

Then, they saw a middle-aged man with white hair, dressed in eunuch clothing, slowly walk out. He was accompanied by a man in black and gold Feiyu Clothing.

Chief Imperial Steward Cao Zhisheng!

Inspector of the Brocade Guard Qiantang!

Two of the Top Ten Martial Arts Masters showed up together.

The players also stopped in their tracks, watching the two men who were blocking their path.

Junlin furrowed his brows. Old Mo had just gone to resurrect, and it would take some time for him to arrive. They had to hold out against these two men.

"What should we do? These two are probably Bosses, right?"

Little Boss stood by the side.

If it were ordinary Bosses, perhaps the players could try to fight.

But facing two of the world's Top Ten, their chances of dying were high. Furthermore, it would waste time to resurrect and return.

Players with lower combat power probably couldn't endure it.

"Leave that Brocade Guard to us at Lingxiao Hall, and you guys join forces to deal with that Chief Imperial Steward!"

Junlin was very clear about the current situation.

If Old Mo were here, perhaps he could confront one of them directly.

But with Old Mo not yet arrived, they had no choice but to fight separately: Lingxiao Hall against one, and the rest of the players against the other.

They had to hold out until Old Mo arrived.

Their combat power was still a long way from Old Mo's.

"Okay!"

Flourishing Flowers nodded and said, "Uncle Zhu, why don't you join us first?"

The Iron-blooded War Hero also agreed.

It seemed that cooperation was the only option now. Otherwise, they would have a hard time breaking through.

Cao Zhisheng and Qiantang looked at the Profound Yellow Sect members opposite them, their expressions grave. Cao Zhisheng said heavily, "It seems we must join forces."

"I, Qiantang, don't need to team up!"

Qiantang said domineeringly, "They are all the Seventh Prince's men. You definitely won't kill them, but I won't hold back. Even if it's the Seventh Prince, I will kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhisheng's expression slightly changed.

After hesitating for half a moment, Cao Zhisheng finally sighed and said, "If that's the case, then be careful. I'm afraid I'll have to leave first."

Cao Zhisheng clenched his fists.

He knew too many Imperial Family secrets and understood the reason he was sent here.

His relationship with the Seventh Prince was known only to His Majesty.

Now that he was here to confront the subordinates of the Seventh Prince, didn't that mean he was no longer of any value?

If so, then...

BANG!

Cao Zhisheng suddenly struck, his Dispersing Force Hand directly hitting Qiantang in the back.

The unexpected attack drastically changed Qiantang's expression.

Why?

Feeling his Internal Energy scattering, Qiantang turned with a dark look and glanced back at Cao Zhisheng.

"You really betrayed His Majesty!"

Wiping the blood at the corner of his mouth, Qiantang said coldly, "Dispersing Force Hand, I didn't expect you to strike so ruthlessly. Are you openly helping the Seventh Prince?"

"This is my personal affair," a harsh light flashed in Cao Zhisheng's eyes.

"Personal affair? You've protected the Seventh Prince for so many years over a single meal, even secretly passing messages to him on numerous occasions. Do you think we Brocade Guards are unaware?"

Qiantang spoke coldly, "Cao Zhisheng, I truly admire your sentiments, but you should never have chosen this moment to act. The Seventh Prince is committing treason!"

"I know, I'm well aware of all that."

Cao Zhisheng explained calmly, "But I have no choice, do I? I will always stand by the Seventh Prince."

With that said, he slowly raised his hand again, his Internal Energy scattering.

Another Dispersing Force Hand!

Qiantang didn't expect Cao Zhisheng to be so determined to make a move against him. Was it because he feared that Qiantang would ruin the Seventh Prince's plans?

The players witnessing this scene were also stunned.

"What's going on here? Why are they fighting among themselves?"

"Do you think that guy could be an undercover agent, turning up now to help us?"

"Why don't you suggest that he's a werewolf making a bold move, waiting for us to march to our deaths?"

"Let's not rush; we should watch and see what's going on first. That way, we can be prepared in case it's a trick!"

The players stopped in their tracks to watch, in no hurry to go up and tackle the opposition head-on.

They were unclear as to why Cao Zhisheng had made his move.

Nor did they know whether it was a trap.

Waiting a bit wouldn't hurt.

After all, once Old Mo arrived, he would certainly have the power to fight!

"Cao Zhisheng, do you realize your crime!"

From the ranks of the Imperial Guard, a cold rebuke suddenly came.

Cao Zhisheng, who was about to strike a killing blow, stopped. He turned to look with shock at the man who had stepped forward from the Imperial Guard.

Commander of the Imperial Treasury's Imperial Guard—Li Futu!

How had he come out of hiding?

Was he also here because of the Profound Yellow Sect?

Li Futu!

Not among the Top Ten Martial Arts Masters, but Cao Zhisheng knew well the strength of this man—Free Heaven Realm!

A Free Heaven Realm expert hidden within the Imperial Palace!

A true equal to Zhao Qixian and Kong Qingquan!

Seeing Li Futu, clad in armor, appear, Cao Zhisheng's heart sank.

"Commander Li? I didn't expect you to come out."

Cao Zhisheng narrowed his eyes and spoke heavily, "It seems we've all underestimated His Majesty, to move even you for one Profound Yellow Sect."

"Do I need you to critique my actions?" Li Futu said coldly. "By betraying His Majesty, do you know what fate awaits you?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhisheng fell silent.

The injured Qiantang also watched Li Futu with surprise.

He felt a hint of wariness from Li Futu, a feeling that not even Cao Zhisheng could invoke.

The only ones who could make him wary were Zhao Qixian and Kong Qingquan.

Why would Li Futu give him such a sensation now?

Could it be...

A terrible thought flashed through Qiantang's mind, and his face grew even more unsightly as he fixed his gaze on Li Futu.

Free Heaven Realm!

How could he possibly be of the Free Heaven Realm?

Not a single record of Commander Li's realm existed within the Brocade Guard!

"I will give you one chance," Li Futu declared, his voice cold. "Kill the people of the Profound Yellow Sect, or I will personally send you on your way!"

Li Futu held the White Dragon Halberd, his expression as still as an ancient well.

It was as if he was issuing a final command to Cao Zhisheng.

Cao Zhisheng sighed and looked back at the players from the Profound Yellow Sect, saying, "Go back and tell your Sect Leader that I, Cao Zhisheng, have repaid the kindness his mother showed years ago."

After speaking, Cao Zhisheng turned his gaze back to Li Futu.

"Although my Dispersing Force Hand may be unremarkable, I believe it carries the momentum to vie for supremacy. Today, let me experience Commander Li's White Dragon Halberd!"

Cao Zhisheng slowly raised his hand, making a gesture of invitation.

Qiantang said in a heavy voice, "Cao Zhisheng, have you gone mad? Do you know what you're doing?"

"Inspector Qiantang, you know too little, and should count it fortunate you know so little," Cao Zhisheng said with a light laugh. "As long as my actions have been worthy of her, that is enough. In this world, the only person I, Cao Zhisheng, owe anything to is her!"

As his voice fell, Cao Zhisheng stepped forward.

His aura surged suddenly, a soft yet harsh energy rolling towards Li Futu.

But his aura, in front of Li Futu, seemed like mere paper, easily torn apart by the White Dragon Halberd.

"With such a level of understanding, you're not even worthy of making me step back!"

Li Futu snorted coldly, "Since you seek death, then I shall show you just how vast the gap is between us!"

Li Futu didn't wait for Cao Zhisheng to advance again; he grasped the White Dragon Halberd and charged forward.

Cao Zhisheng's level of understanding, before Li Futu, was as fragile as paper—thin and brittle!

"Die!"

Li Futu leaped forward, his White Dragon Halberd sweeping horizontally, instantly piercing through Cao Zhisheng's neck.

Qiantang knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

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