Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"You still dare to quibble!" Chu Ze pointed at the young man's crotch and said arrogantly, "Do you dare to let everyone check? If you have the goods, I will... I will..."

Chu Ze was speechless for a moment. He couldn't say that he would give up his position if he lost, right?

Zhang Sanfeng took over the conversation with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, how about this? If this young man is not a eunuch, you can apologize to him and acknowledge that he is the true dragon emperor. How about that?"

Chu Ze secretly cursed the old Taoist priest for meddling in other people's business, but on the surface he pretended to be magnanimous and said, "Okay! I'll take a gamble! If this guy is really a eunuch, then..."

Chu Ze rolled his eyes, and a plan came to his mind. He said, "Then let him castrate himself and apologize!"

The young man turned pale with fear when he heard this. He stepped back repeatedly and shouted in horror: "No! I... I really am the true Dragon Emperor! I... I just... just..."

"Just what?" Chu Ze pressed on, his eyes full of mockery.

The young man stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"It seems like he has agreed!" Chu Ze laughed loudly. He walked up to the young man, grabbed his collar, and said arrogantly, "Someone! Identify me!"

Two soldiers stepped forward, pinned the young man to the ground, and prepared to inspect him.

The young man struggled desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs: "No! Don't! I...I..."

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a black shadow falling from the sky at an astonishing speed.

"How dare you! Who dares to touch your majesty!"

The shadow fell to the ground, and it turned out to be a woman wearing black clothes and with a stern face. She held a long sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Chu Ze.

"You bold witch! How dare you trespass into the palace!" Chu Ze shouted angrily.

"Hmph! Witch? I am the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, and I have come here today to help Your Majesty ascend the throne!" The woman snorted coldly, swung the sword in her hand, and a sharp sword energy rushed straight towards Chu Ze.

Chu Ze was startled and quickly dodged.

The sword energy flew past his body, leaving a deep groove on the ground.

Chu Ze was secretly shocked that this woman was so powerful!
"Protect Your Majesty!"

The surrounding soldiers drew their weapons and protected Chu Ze behind them.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult sneered, and waved the sword in her hand like flying. Sword energy attacked the soldiers like a storm.

Although the soldiers were numerous, their strength was far inferior to that of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, and they were unable to resist her attacks at all.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

Chu Ze's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult would be so powerful.

"Old Taoist! What are you still standing there for? Come and help me!" Chu Ze shouted at Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I am just here to watch the fun. Your Majesties, why don't you sit down and have a good talk?"

"Talk about your sister! If you don't help me, I'll be dead!" Chu Ze roared.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, since your majesty has invited me so graciously, I will do it with reluctance."

Zhang Sanfeng flashed and instantly appeared in front of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult.

He stretched out his right hand and gently slapped the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult's face changed. She didn't expect Zhang Sanfeng's speed to be so fast.

She quickly swung her sword to block.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the long sword in the hands of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult was knocked away.

She was knocked back several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You..." The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult was pale and her eyes were filled with fear.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Saintess, I advise you to surrender. You are no match for me."

The Saint of the Demon Cult gritted her teeth. She knew she was no match for Zhang Sanfeng, but she couldn't give up. She took a deep breath and swung her sword at Zhang Sanfeng again.

"You don't know what you can do!" Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly. He stretched out his right hand again and slapped the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult lightly.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult was blown away again.

This time, she was injured more seriously and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining her clothes red.

"Saint, do you want to continue?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with a smile.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult struggled to stand up. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of unwillingness.

Suddenly, she took out a black ball from her arms and crushed it hard.

"Not good!" Zhang Sanfeng's face changed and he quickly stepped back.

The black ball exploded, and a black smoke instantly spread out.

"Cough cough cough..."

Chu Ze and the soldiers around him were choked by the smoke and coughed continuously.

"Damn it! What is this thing!" Chu Ze covered his nose and cursed angrily.

When the smoke cleared, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult had disappeared.

"Damn it! Let her run away!" Chu Ze said angrily.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, she can't run far."

"Old Taoist priest, what do you mean?" Chu Ze asked puzzledly.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled mysteriously and said, "Your Majesty, you will know soon."

After saying that, he turned and looked into the distance, with a gleam in his eyes.

In the distance, a dark shadow was flying towards the imperial palace.

The black shadow was extremely fast and arrived above the palace in the blink of an eye.

The black shadow fell to the ground, and it turned out to be a man wearing a black dragon robe and a golden crown.

The man's face was exactly the same as Chu Ze's, but his temperament was completely different.

He exuded a powerful aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

"I... am back..." the man spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse.

Chu Ze looked at the man who looked exactly like him, and was filled with confusion and shock. Who was this man? Why did he look so similar to him? Could he be his twin brother? But he had never heard that he had a brother!

"You... who are you?" Chu Ze asked tentatively, while secretly mobilizing his true energy, ready to take action at any time.

The man sneered and said, "I? I am the true dragon emperor, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty! Who are you? How dare you pretend to be me!"

When Chu Ze heard this, he immediately flew into a rage and shouted angrily, "How dare you! I am the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you are a fake!"

“Fake? Hahaha…” The man laughed loudly, his laughter full of disdain and ridicule, “How dare you call me “I”? You are nothing but a puppet!”

"Puppet? What do you mean?" Chu Ze was shocked, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"What do you mean? You'll know later!" The man snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Chu Ze.

He stretched out his right hand, grabbed Chu Ze by the collar and lifted him up.

"You...what do you want to do?" Chu Ze's face was pale and his heart was filled with fear.

The man sneered and said, "What? Replace him, of course!"

After saying that, he opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and bit towards Chu Ze's neck. (End of this chapter)