The mysterious figure in black paid no attention to the protagonist.

When he landed from the sky, his expression remained normal.

After coming to a stop, his aura suddenly changed dramatically.

His previously obsessive gaze seemed to be provoked by something, suddenly turning furious.

"Oh no, he's about to go mad!"

The old monk, who was alive during the time he was the head of Arhat Temple, had seen the Zhao clan madman lose it before.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk didn't have time to explain to the protagonist, and in a flash, directly shielded him.

The protagonist didn't even have time to react.

He was about to ask the old monk what was happening when the figure in black suddenly slapped a palm towards him.

Following the Zhao clan's bloodline guide, the protagonist was the Zhao clan member closest to the figure in black.

That palm from the figure in black was swift and urgent, exerting full force, clearly intending to kill the protagonist directly!

Bang!

The old monk had just prepared to fend off the attack when the black-clad figure's palm wind pressed down.

In an instant!

The old monk's recently repaired soul body shattered instantly.

The old monk screamed miserably.

The Red Gold True Essence outside his soul body blocked the figure in black for a moment.

He left behind a wisp of Residual Soul that escaped back into the ring held by the protagonist.

The gap was simply too large!

In his prime, the old monk was only at the eighth tier of the Ascension Realm.

Not to mention his current soul body state, even if his physical body was still intact, he couldn't withstand the full-force palm of the mysterious figure in black!

If it weren't for the True Essence shield left by Prince Zhi just now, he would have been utterly annihilated.

Everything happened too fast.

From the moment the old monk stepped forward to when he was beaten back again, less than a tenth of a second passed.

The old monk was indeed like a moth to a flame.

Tragic, yet futile.

Only after the old monk screamed did the protagonist finally respond.

His face turned ashen instantly!

Seeing the figure in black raise his palm again, the protagonist could no longer hold back.

"Uncle, it's me!"

In a moment of crisis, the protagonist disregarded his shame and decisively activated the kinship mode.

Yet the figure in black acted as if he hadn't heard him, his hand relentless, murderously intent on killing the protagonist!

The protagonist was utterly desolate.

The old monk's power far exceeded his, yet he couldn't fend off a palm from the figure in black.

He had no other path but death!

The figure in black became more frenzied under Zhao Yi's energy pull, eager to kill the protagonist before battling Zhao Yi to the death!

The oppressive force overhead intensified.

The protagonist's face contorted with distress, his heart sinking deeper into despair.

He clenched his fists tightly.

He was unwilling!

Just as the palm wind of the figure in black was about to strike the protagonist's head, his aura suddenly changed.

Crimson gold light flickered in the protagonist's eyes, his expression transforming into madness.

An endless surge of resentment suddenly arose in his heart.

Resentful of his parents for abandoning him!

Resentful of his school for guarding against him!

Resentful of the figure in black for harming him!

Resentful of Su Qianqian for dragging him into a desperate situation!

The infinite resentment veiled the protagonist's Heart Spirit.

His gaze turned manic, facial features distorted, abruptly raising his head, howling to the sky, intent on venting all his pent-up grievances.

"Ah... gah!"

Just then, out of nowhere, a fair hand emerged.

Slap!

A fresh red slap mark instantly appeared on the protagonist's face.

He had unleashed half, but the other half was forced back down.

His whole body spun like a top, carried by a whistling gust of wind, flying out in circles.

Boom!

The protagonist crashed heavily against a stone wall, his head tilting, passing out.

Where the protagonist originally stood, a woman donned in a resplendent Red Gold Phoenix Robe, exquisite and unparalleled in beauty, grimly shaking her hand.

"His cheek is so thick, my hand hurts from hitting it."

On the other side.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the empress, the previously frenzied figure in black shivered all over, the madness retreating from his eyes, miraculously regaining clarity.

If High Ancestor "Zhao Xuan" saw this scene, he would certainly have new ideas about the Zhao clan's bloodline and the legacy of the "Dragon God Technique."

The figure in black glanced at the empress, hurriedly checking his cloak, relieved only after ensuring his face hadn't been exposed.

Then, pretending not to see the empress, he turned and walked in another direction.

After walking a dozen steps and seeing no one stopping him, the figure in black felt both terrified and delighted.

Terrified that his disguise was so brilliant, even the empress managed to catch up.

Delighted that with the cloak, the empress likely did not recognize him.

After walking a few more steps, there was still no movement from the Empress's side. The heart of the man in black finally settled down.

It seems the Empress truly didn't recognize him.

Otherwise, with the Empress's fiery temper, she would have swiftly taken action against him.

The man in black didn't hesitate any longer and prepared to fly away immediately.

At that moment, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly locked onto him.

The man in black stopped in his tracks, not daring to move.

Otherwise, under the pull of the murderous intent, he would immediately suffer a violent attack!

Shh... shh...

The sound of footsteps grew closer.

The man in black turned his head, his expression as dark as possible.

He wanted to see who dared to be so reckless as to attack him.

Zhao Yi emerged from the woods and immediately saw the protagonist collapsed on the ground.

He ignored the man in black and the Empress, walking straight toward the protagonist.

Sensing the terrifying murderous intent emanating from Zhao Yi, both the Empress and the man in black frowned simultaneously.

"Why has old Zhao Yi gone mad?" This was their first reaction.

Their second reaction was: "Is Zhao Yi still unable to let go of the grudge over his stolen wife?"

The man in black shook his head secretly, feeling Zhao Yi's actions were unworthy.

In his heart, he felt displeased: "Old Zhao Yi is also someone who hasn't seen the vast world. What's the use of women? Long hair and short knowledge, they simply don't understand what great undertakings mean!"

The Empress gazed intently: "No wonder he's her most beloved old Zhao Yi, truly the most like her, equally full of deep affection. Unlike that old bastard, who's getting worse as he gets older."

Zhao Yi was unaware of their thoughts.

He was filled with murderous intent.

Determined to kill the protagonist and drag everyone to death with him!

The man in black looked at Zhao Yi, hesitated for a moment, and finally stood in front of Zhao Yi.

Although doing so carried the risk of exposure, he couldn't sit by and watch Zhao Yi and his brother harm each other.

Though that monk was no good, he even seduced his cousin's fiancée.

But after all, he was his own younger brother's son.

If Zhao Yi directly killed him here, he wouldn't be able to face Uncle Two when he returned!

Bang!

The man in black raised a hand, exerting fifty percent of his strength.

He thought this would be enough to stop Zhao Yi.

The next second.

"Ah!"

The man in black screamed miserably and was directly shot away by Zhao Yi!

"How is this possible?"

The man in black staggered back several steps before finally standing firm.

He looked at Zhao Yi in shock, his eyes wide open.

"Isn't old Zhao Yi supposed to be a waste?" the man in black blurted out.

"You are the one who's a waste!"

The Empress snorted coldly, clearly knowing far more than the man in black.

The Empress, seeing that the man in black had tested Zhao Yi's strength, no longer hesitated and flashed, arriving in front of Zhao Yi.

She surveyed Zhao Yi up and down, nodding with a smile.

"Good child, truly your mother's good child!"

"You've caused enough trouble for such a long time."

"Go back and rest now!"

Zhao Yi, being repeatedly stopped by people, had grown extremely impatient.

He raised his hand and directly punched toward the Empress's chest.

The Empress neither dodged nor avoided.

She raised her delicate, white little fist, lightly meeting Zhao Yi's punch.

Boom!!

The two fists collided, producing a muffled sound.

Zhao Yi trembled as if electrocuted, and then was directly sent flying backward.

His head tilted, and he passed out directly.

Seeing this, the man in black pursed his lips, unsurprised by the result.

The Empress knocked Zhao Yi unconscious, then, as if nothing happened, she flashed again and appeared in front of Zhao Yi.

She caressed Zhao Yi's face, softly asking, "Mother's darling, did mother hurt you?"

Zhao Yi was unconscious, naturally unable to answer.

So the Empress assumed he was fine.

The next second, she appeared in front of the man in black.

The man in black trembled violently, feeling the urge to flee, but his limbs seemed uncontrollable, scared stiff and unable to move.

"Have you had enough fun?"

The Empress lost her pleasant demeanor: "The young ones and the old ones, not a single one lets me rest easy!"

Though her words were harsh, her actions were gentle, as if fearing to disturb the man in black.

She gently lifted the man in black's cloak, looking at the handsome face inside which resembled Zhao Yi by seven to eight points, her lips curving into a smile, her gaze gentle and filled with a hint of indulgent reproach.

Thud!

The old emperor directly knelt!

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