Peace Order-Chapter 1572 - 22: Overlord and Prince Qin

What wealth and glory.

What royal power and sovereignty.

The countless palaces have all turned to dust.

And in this moment of grand demise, the sound of weapons screeching erupts.

Buzz!!!

Two figures soar into the sky, then swiftly descend.

One of them seems to lack martial prowess.

It’s as if a gentle Jin Qi sent him down, and though his luxurious attire was dust-covered and he appeared disheveled like some vagabond beggar, a closer look revealed that it was indeed the current Lord of Central State, His Majesty the Red Emperor.

Landing on the ground, he sat there with a grimace.

The other one forcefully soared to a great height.

Wielding a dark golden weapon, tearing through the void, emitting a series of sharp and intense whistling sounds, clashing with another weapon, producing crisp and clear collision sounds, and then suddenly ending, dropping down fiercely.

Officials led by the Imperial Observatory’s scribe were unaware that the one above was Prince Qin.

They gathered around Ji Zichang, all saying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"We, your subjects, observed the heavenly phenomenon last night, and it appears that Prince Qin’s destiny aligns with a heavenly star, presiding over chaos and slaughter, much like the overlord from 800 years ago, the master of chaos and slaughter in the world."

"We suspect that Prince Qin might be related to that overlord."

Their words were once again drowned out by the piercing sounds cutting through the air.

They also noticed the peculiar expression on Ji Zichang’s face.

The battle in the sky ended.

The figure in the sky suddenly pivoted downward, tearing out a fierce gust of wind, with the massive dark golden battle halberd striking the ground hard, Jin Qi shattering, carving trenches, and the figure then stood before the completely ruined, collapsed hall of the Red Emperor’s old palace, clad in a martial outfit, draped in a dark cloak, standing there as the dark sleeves swirled like dragons.

Everyone’s expressions froze.

Prince Qin??!!

Amidst the resounding and violent whistling sounds.

No fewer than five streaks of light fell from the sky, embedding themselves in the ground before Li Guanyi, producing the same sound.

Each emitted a menacing aura akin to a divine weapon.

Radiating streams of light.

The Red Emperor’s palace collapsed, and Prince Qin entered the world in such a stance.

Li Guanyi had just led an army in numerous head-on clashes with what had been the theoretical peak, the ultimate overlord, fighting countless battles, and Li Guanyi now bore a supremely domineering aura, standing there as if he were the real sovereign of this realm, gazing with indifferent supremacy.

The younger officials, nobles, and aristocrats were pale.

Everyone in the Red Emperor’s palace saw it; in the sky, the starlight was bright, representing the lord of chaos and slaughter, the White Tiger Star, shining brightly, and then tens of thousands of weapons fell from the sky, planted into the surrounding ground, densely like a forest, the killing aura soaring, while the low roar of the White Tiger Sect’s Dharma Form stood tall.

Yuwen Lie lost his qualification, the overlord slept and dissipated, General Xue only had one chance to strike.

In this era, the White Tiger Sect had four revered figures.

At this moment, only one remained at its peak.

The brilliant light of the White Tiger Seven Stars fell upon this body.

With the bright stars above, the colossal White Tiger Dharma Form, and Prince Qin with his swirling sleeves, they all lowered their eyes.

"They say I am related to the overlord."

Everyone’s minds were blank, overwhelmed by the extreme and intense murderous aura.

They stammered: "No, this, it’s just..."

Desperately trying to sever any connection between Prince Qin and the overlord, at this moment, Prince Qin waved his sleeve, speaking softly:

"Yes, related."

"And then?"

The confrontation between the two sides, one side admitting.

Yet, the world was silent, and no one spoke.