Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 911: Emperor’s Order, Shatter! [Part 1]

Another cracking sound rang out, and the Beirut King’s left arm was removed.

"..."

The hall remained deathly silent.

The actions of the nobles, ministers, and knights were still constrained by the Emperor’s Order, unable to move, and could only watch Ye Wanlan torment the Beirut King in a cold and ruthless manner.

At this moment, they finally realized that this princess who had returned from the Mortal World was unlike the other princesses kept by the Beirut King in the deep palace, who were only known for being obedient and sensible, always following the Beirut King’s orders.

She herself was the rule; she would not bow to anyone.

She could be an elegant princess, or she could be an emperor that looked down upon everything.

"Calling the High Priest?" Ye Wanlan still grasped the Beirut King’s shoulder, smirked, "I’ve even forced a coup, yet he hasn’t come out; it seems he can’t come out."

Her coup today was not only to make the Beirut King roll off his throne but also to test the current situation of the Cangyuan Great Priest.

This proves that the Cangyuan Great Priest is temporarily trapped by something and unable to leave the Sea of Stars.

The Beirut King screamed repeatedly, yet still managed to speak with difficulty, his voice broken: "The... the High Priest’s prophecy is unchangeable, you can’t... can’t kill me!"

"Sometimes, I really hate prophecies," Ye Wanlan said lightly, "So-called prophecies toy with people, but ultimately, fate is up to oneself."

As she spoke, she decisively and fiercely broke the Beirut King’s right leg.

The pain became more intense, and the Beirut King’s vision went dark, almost making him faint.

But Ye Wanlan had no intention of stopping, she calmly said, "Allowing treacherous ministers to oppress the commoners, the second crime."

The Beirut King could no longer breathe; his heart was filled only with fear.

Could it be that today he would really meet his demise?

But the day of the prophecy has not arrived yet!

Isn’t the prophecy supposed to say he will be killed by his son, and his son will seize his throne?

How could it be his granddaughter?!

Watching a woman ascend the throne was even more unbearable for the Beirut King than being killed.

Women should stay at home supporting their husbands and raising children; what qualification do they have to step into the vortex of power?

Now, it was he who had become the fish on the platter.

If the High Priest doesn’t come out, how will he survive?

The Beirut King didn’t know.

At this time, in the Chongming Country, in the Stone Statue Cave.

Envoy Lianhua and Envoy Miao Yin sat opposite each other in silence.

Although Chongming Country has already locked its borders to the outside world and does not allow anyone to enter or leave, this does not mean they cannot receive news from the outside.

On the contrary, during the Supreme Wisdom’s slumber and the remaining few envoys’ hibernation, they are paying even more attention to the situation of Cangyuan Country and the Land.

A few days ago, Envoy Nirvana sent a message back saying the former Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch Gui Qing attempted to occupy Shenzhou, but was instantly killed by Ye Wanlan, and his soul shall never be reborn.

Today, they received another message saying Ye Wanlan directly forced a coup, dragging the Beirut King down from the throne.

In just a few days, both the Land and Cangyuan have changed.

Envoy Lianhua remained silent for a moment before speaking slowly: "This Ye Wanlan is truly astonishing."

Including the envoys who have already died, among them seven, the one who spent the most time interacting with Ye Wanlan.

Though the matter has long passed, Envoy Miao Yin still could not help but angrily curse Lin Baiwei every time she recalled it.

"I don’t know how many times I said to kill Ye Wanlan to eliminate future trouble!" Envoy Miao Yin gritted her teeth, her face twisted, "This woman is not a thing in the pond; if she grows up, nobody will be able to stop her. Yet Lin Baiwei, this fool, refused; she’s truly ignorant!"

If her strength hadn’t been restricted, preventing her from taking action, she would have already killed Ye Wanlan right when she learned of her existence, never allowing Ye Wanlan to grow in the future.

"It’s already too late to talk about this now," Envoy Lianhua calmly shook her head, "Nirvana said she killed Gui Qing without any effort; this means even if the three of us join forces in battle, we will no longer be her match."

Even she was secretly amazed at the speed of Ye Wanlan’s rise; it sounds like a heaven-sent tale, let alone seeing it with one’s own eyes.

"She must have some special identity!" Envoy Miao Yin took a deep breath, "I don’t know what Lin Baiwei said to her before she died, utterly strange."

Envoy Lianhua nodded: "Who becomes king in Cangyuan doesn’t matter much to us; let’s wait for our god to awaken and lift the seal before making a decision."

**

The Beirut King was still being tortured, the pain drowning his senses; he could no longer utter a wail.

But then a more piercing pain struck from his abdomen.

Ye Wanlan had plunged a knife directly through his body, blood gushing out, staining the ground red.

Lancelot gasped again.

The Beirut King was stunned for a second, then laughed madly: "Hahahahaha, with the Emperor’s Order around, you can’t kill me!"

Although his limbs were all torn apart by Ye Wanlan, the Emperor’s Order’s protection meant he wouldn’t suffer a fatal injury.

Even if his throat were cut, he wouldn’t die!

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanlan squinted her eyes and raised her hand.

With a sudden suction, accompanied by a "crack," the rope suspending the Emperor’s Order snapped, and the token fell into Ye Wanlan’s hand. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Seeing this, the Beirut King sneered: "You do not think the Emperor’s Order is just a piece of tangible token, do you? Then you are gravely mistaken! You cannot use the token because you are not the owner of the Emperor’s Order!"

"Why would I need to use it?" Ye Wanlan tossed the token in her hand, a smile playing on her lips, "My throne does not need anyone’s will to solidify."

The Emperor’s Order appeared to be a symbol of Cangyuan’s royal authority; every Cangyuan King believed that with the Emperor’s Order, they could sit comfortably, and their throne would be untouchable.

But little did they know they had become unwitting slaves to the Cangyuan Great Priest.

Since it is her throne, she does not allow anyone to share this power with her.

The Supreme Wisdom is out, and the Cangyuan Great Priest is out.

Destiny has thrust her into this place; she is the sole ruler of Atlantis.

"You truly are ignorant!" The Beirut King felt a chill stir on his scalp, "Without the High Priest, Cangyuan would cease to exist; are you trying to kill everyone?!"

"Oh?" Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, "Then I really want to see."

She gripped the Emperor’s Order tightly, suddenly clenching her hand.

"Crack, crack—"

Under the Beirut King’s incredulous gaze, the token, which had passed down for thousands of years, crumbled at this moment into dust.

Scattered in the air and fallen in heaps.

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