Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 910 - 908: Leaving? It's Already Too Late!

Daqian Dynasty, Imperial Capital.

Within the vast imperial city, Yang Ling was reviewing petitions. As the emperor, he had countless affairs to deal with every day.

At his sides stood four officials dressed in official robes.

These were the newly appointed Ministers of War, Revenue, Personnel, and Public Works. All four were close confidants left by Emperor Qian and had now become crucial aides to Yang Ling.

"Your Majesty, there has been torrential rain in the Tianhe area today, which might lead to flooding. I earnestly request Your Majesty to allocate funds for building dikes, and at the same time, dispatch a Dharma Manifestation Realm expert to defend the area, to prevent the disaster from causing chaos and demons from emerging in Tianhe...", the Minister of Public Works stepped forward and said.

The Minister of War volunteered: "Your Majesty, I wish to go and defend!"

"With demons rampant in Tianhe, should the dyke indeed break, there is a risk of demon chaos. My dear official, it will be tough for you to run..." Yang Ling was speaking when suddenly, his expression drastically changed, and he quickly looked towards the door.

Looking through the grand entrance,

He saw four figures hovering in midair above the palace.

Clang Clang Clang!

A series of metal clashing sounds rang out, and the imperial city's guards also reacted, watching the four in the sky with alertness.

Led by Huijing, the four Heavenly Dragons from the monastery appeared in midair, looking down into the imperial city, still wearing warm smiles, saying gently, "Fellow disciples, looking at these people from here, what do you feel?"

"A bunch of ants!"

Huizhen coldly spoke.

Huiji folded his hands in prayer, chanting "Amitabha," with a compassionate expression: "A bunch of ants, yet they dare confront us, the disciples of the Buddhist sect, with arms. They are all demonic ants, and must be eradicated!"

"Second elder brother, let your disciple act and send these ants to hell!" Huizhan stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his gentle smile at this moment turning extraordinarily hideous.

"No, no, no!"

Huijing gently shook his head, smiling, "Our Buddha is compassionate, how can we take action to kill?"

The three monks rolled their eyes.

When they slaughtered the Beast Emperor City and wiped out the Huang Family's main clan, he didn't seem compassionate then!

The monks muttered quietly among themselves.

Yet they still repeatedly praised Huijing for his compassion.

With a smile, Huijing slightly raised his eyebrows, "It seems this person is the Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty... Elder brother said the others are hiding in Xiaoshanhe Institute, protected by a Formation, they can't harm the people of Xiaoshanhe Institute for the time being. I thought everyone was hiding there, but I didn't expect that the Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty would still remain here..."

He had received a message from Huijing when he arrived at the imperial city, learning about the situation at Xiaoshanhe Institute.

He thought this trip to the imperial city would also be fruitless.

Unexpectedly, there was such an unexpected gain!

Huizhan looked down at Yang Ling, revealing a subtle cold smirk, "According to what Huang Feiying said, this Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty has a significant relationship with Xiao Yi, indeed a big fish!"

Before the great hall.

Yang Ling, protected by the four ministers and a group of imperial guards, walked out of the great hall, slightly raised his head, gazing at the four people in the void, his thoughts slightly heavy but his face still maintaining calm, he spoke: "Yang Ling of the Daqian Dynasty, greets the masters. May I know the purpose of the masters' visit to our Daqian Dynasty?"

"Little guy, this monk needs your help!" Huijing said.

Yang Ling, well aware of the malign intent of the visitors, still maintained a calm exterior: "Please speak, Master!"

Huijing spoke with a beaming smile: "Your Daqian Dynasty's Minister Xiao Yi, where is he now?"

"That..."

Yang Ling feigned helplessness, bitterly smiling, "To be honest, Minister Xiao has always been elusive like a wild crane, hardly showing himself. I haven't seen him for some days and do not know where he is now!"

"Oh!"

Huijing's smile grew even broader, "Since you do not know where Xiao Yi is, then please help this monk with another matter! This monk comes from the Western State Buddhist Sect, and this trip to the Southern State was inspired by the reputation of Xiaoshanhe Institute. However, Xiaoshanhe Institute is protected by a Formation that prevents us from entering. Could you perhaps guide this monk for a visit to Xiaoshanhe Institute?"

Indeed, the arrivals bear ill intentions!

Yang Ling had long known about Xiao Yi's feud with the Buddhist Sect and was aware of the formidable Array he had laid out.

How could he not know that they were unable to break through the Array and were attempting to use him?

Yang Ling gave a bitter smile and said, "Great Master jests, that Array was personally laid by Xiao Zhenguo himself, and no one but him can manipulate it. Perhaps the Xiaoshanhe Institute has activated the Formation because there is some significant matter that prevents outsiders from entering. Why not wait a few more days, and once Xiao Zhenguo returns, I shall introduce him to you?"

Huijing smiled without saying a word.

Behind him, Huiji sneered sarcastically, "Little Emperor, is this a case of refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty one?"

"Why would the Great Master say such a thing?" Yang Ling asked.

Huiji snorted coldly, "Little Emperor, let me tell you the truth... We are here to exterminate Xiao Yi, and if you know what's good for you, you will obediently open the Xiaoshanhe Academy Formation for us. If you don't, then don't blame this poor monk for being rude!"

"Not being polite?"

The Minister of War snorted coldly, stepped forward, and angrily shouted, "Great monk, this is the Daqian Dynasty's palace. I want to see how you dare be impolite to His Majesty! Where is the royal guard..."

"The royal guard is here!"

"Who dares to act against His Majesty, kill without mercy!"

Tens of thousands of royal guards roared in unison. Massive horn-bow strings were pulled taut, and the cold arrowheads aimed at Huijing and others.

"Not good!"

Yang Ling's face suddenly changed color; these four's cultivation levels were all above his own, how could these royal guards withstand them?

Alas...

It was already too late for him to intervene.

Huiji put his hands together, snorted coldly, "Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

He suddenly opened his palms.

Between his palms, the golden light rippled, and this golden light condensed into streaks of Buddhist seals, like meteors falling from the sky. Amid rumbling sounds, countless Buddhist seals landed among the royal guards, causing a continuous thunderous rumble.

Wherever the Buddhist seal's golden light passed, the royal guards suffered heavy casualties.

"Stop!"

"Stop for me!"

Yang Ling's eyes purpled with fury; just from that strike, all four Ministers were severely injured, and tens of thousands of royal guards were more than halved in numbers. He soared into the sky, and behind him, the Martial Tao Skill loomed like towering mountains.

His arms wide open, transforming into a golden dragon, soared across the sky.

Boom boom boom!

The golden dragon shattered the Buddhist seals.

Shielding the royal guards behind him, Yang Ling glared coldly at the four people: "This is the imperial city of the Daqian Dynasty, my people, how can I allow you to slaughter them recklessly?"

"Tsks tsks, what a responsible Little Emperor!"

"Since you insist on protecting these ants, let this poor monk force you to kill them yourself, hahaha..."

"The Daqian Dynasty harbored a demon like Xiao Yi; everyone in the nation is a devil, they should be sent to ultimate bliss. However, we monks of the Buddhist sect, being merciful at heart, cannot bear to strike; let you, the emperor, execute them yourself!" Huijing's face carried a smile, but his words were like those of a devil.

Hiss!

Yang Ling trembled all over, a strong sense of unease in his heart.

He suddenly turned around.

Looking towards the royal guards, he bellowed, "Go, all of you quickly leave..."

However...

As he spoke, a ghostly voice from Huijing came from behind him: "Leave? It's already too late!"