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The Supreme Wisdom has left a spiritual imprint unique to the people of Chongming, forcing all Chongming people to obey His orders.

If there is any violation, the Supreme Wisdom can instantly wipe out the life of a Chongming person, or even the country of Chongming, with just a thought.

Now that the Emperor's Order has been issued, the people of Cangyuan cannot disobey it.

This means that the High Priest of Cangyuan also did the same thing as the Supreme Wisdom, and also left a mark in the bodies of the Cangyuan people that belongs only to him.

Seeing that Ye Wanlan was not at all controlled by the Emperor's Order, King Beirut's expression changed: "Damn it! Why aren't you affected?"

Ye Wanlan also has some of his blood. Even if she is mixed-race, as long as she has Atlantis blood, it is impossible for her not to be subject to the control of the Imperial Heavenly Order!
What on earth is going on?

At this time, the King of Beirut was slightly panicked.

He had the Emperor's Order in his hand, so he would not be afraid even if Lancelot ordered all the knights to come, because as long as they were from Cangyuan, they would not be able to resist his orders.

But Ye Wanlan was not under control!
"What a joke! You have the Imperial Order, but our princess also has the Imperial Seal!" Qingyun Peiqi snorted, "The Imperial Seal is a treasure from ancient times, so of course it's much more precious than your Imperial Order!"

Ye Wanlan was indeed not affected by the Imperial Order because she already had the imperial seal in her body.

But her words were like a huge rock falling into the water, causing an uproar in the silent hall.

Even Beitang Xinyi and Lancelot showed expressions of disbelief.

Not to mention the other princes, ministers, and knights, who were already frozen in place, as if they were so frightened that they wouldn't even blink.

The status of the High Priest Cangyuan is too lofty and sacred. Not everyone may have a portrait of the King of Beirut in their home, but they will definitely have a portrait of the High Priest Cangyuan.

What did Ye Wanlan say?
She said that High Priest Cangyuan was doing the same thing as the Supreme Wisdom?

how can that be!

The High Priest Cangyuan is obviously kind and compassionate. He helps the world and sympathizes with the weak. If it were not for him, Cangyuan would have been destroyed by Chongming thousands of years ago.

Lancelot took a breath and reacted quickly.

The high priest is a bastard!
She actually did something to his body!

At this moment, he was a little scared, because in this way, the high priest could take his life with just a thought.

"Yes, the Imperial Order." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Wanlan slowly approached the King of Beirut, "I thought where did you get your confidence from, but it turns out it's just a token."

She was taught from a young age that external forces are always unreliable, because one day, they might all disappear.

Only your own strong strength is the only capital you can rely on.

Therefore, no matter how hard or tiring it is, she must continue to improve her skills and strengthen her body.

Watching the girl approaching, King Beirut broke out in cold sweat. He said in a timid tone, "What on earth are you going to do? Is this throne so important to you? You have lived in the human world since you were a child. What's the point of wanting the throne of Cangyuan?"

The King of Beirut could not understand what Ye Wanlan did.

In his opinion, as long as Ye Wanlan was content to be her princess, it was not impossible for him to give her more power.

"Do you think it's easy to be the king of a country? This is not just a child's play!" King Beirut took two heavy breaths and said in a harsher voice, "You have to handle government affairs and conduct diplomacy. Do you think this is easy?!"

He had spent a lot of effort to be a good king. Ye Wanlan looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, if it is so difficult, why do you insist on holding on to the throne, even killing your own wife and biological son?"

King Beirut's cold sweat had soaked his royal robes. He gritted his teeth and was somewhat speechless.

He guards the throne, of course, because it is the symbol of supreme power!

With power, everyone will bow down to you.

With power, money, status and beauty will all come to you at your fingertips.

With power, he has the final say in everything in Cangyuan, he can even change history!
How could he be willing to give it up?
“The country is so beautiful, how can I not linger here?” Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, “I like the feeling of holding power, and I also like the feel of the throne. The view here is really beautiful.”

It is true that it is lonely at the top, but as long as she can stand at the highest point, she has already won. Why should she care about the so-called "cold"?
"How dare you!" King Beirut roared, "There has never been a woman emperor in Atlantis! Don't even think about it!"

Ye Wanlan said lightly: "From now on, I have it."

Before she finished her words, she had already grabbed the King of Beirut's shoulders.

She used just a little force on her hands, and the King of Beirut felt a sharp pain, his face twisted in pain.

"You want to kill your ancestors?" He endured the pain, his anger mixed with fear, "It is against the will of heaven for a woman to be an emperor. You are not capable of ruling Cangyuan Country at all. Your duty is to get married, have children, and inherit the throne - ah!!!"

A shrill scream came out of the King of Beirut's mouth, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

“Grandpa really likes to tell jokes.” Ye Wanlan’s hands moved ruthlessly, but he raised his eyebrows and smiled, “If you want to achieve great things, you can kill even your closest relatives. This is the principle you taught your granddaughter.”

"You, you..." The King of Beirut was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a single sentence.

In the silent hall, everyone watched silently as this girl did such a heinous thing.

Although she is a woman, she has millions of soldiers in her heart and the ambition to dominate the world.

"Grandpa hates to see a woman become the emperor, but you will be disappointed." Ye Wanlan still smiled, "This crown is destined to fall on my head."

She has walked this road for three hundred years.

She has never been a pampered little princess, she is the queen who can call the wind and rain.

The King of Beirut glared angrily, but he could only rage helplessly because he was completely controlled by Ye Wanlan and had no ability to move at all.

He simply couldn't understand why this twenty-year-old girl in front of him had such powerful strength. This... this was totally illogical.

He also couldn't understand why Ye Wanlan was able to recruit so many people to speak for her in just a few days.

"Intentional murder of Queen Beitang and her son, this is one of your crimes." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "Now, I will execute you."

She raised her hand and broke the King of Beirut's left arm without any hesitation and with extreme brutality.

Even Lancelot couldn't help but take a breath.

"Ah——!" King Beirut screamed, "High Priest, save me!"

"Crack!" (End of this chapter)