A blind man cultivates immortality and witnesses the great secret of the holy maiden in her bridal c

Chen Yang's eyes were filled with deep doubt, his gaze fixed on the imposter empress who was walking gracefully in the procession, and he did not look away for a moment.

A storm raged within him; this unfamiliar woman carried an aura that was both incredibly familiar and unforgettable to him.

The several ancient beasts surrounding her exuded an aura of mystery and terrifying power, their origins shrouded in mystery.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Chen Yang, and he remembered the accounts given by the pirates.

Those pirates had personally mentioned that they had witnessed his third wife appear out of thin air on the endless sea. When she appeared, thunder roared and all kinds of sounds resounded. She was surrounded by several terrifying and monstrous beasts from the prehistoric world, and her presence was awe-inspiring.

These ancient beasts, whose exact cultivation levels were unclear, exuded terrifying power, and were extremely well-hidden, were exactly the same as the monsters described by the pirates!

Chen Yang's eyes widened suddenly, his mind reeling, and a bold and mind-blowing guess came to mind.

The mysterious imposter before him, who wreaked havoc in Europe and usurped the throne of the Queen, is very likely the Third Madam he has been searching for—Liu Nianqiu!

That's why he was able to sense that familiar aura that went deep into the soul from the other person!

Upon realizing this, Chen Yang was filled with a mixture of surprise, shock, and confusion, and countless doubts arose in his heart.

If this deduction is true, and if the fake empress before him is indeed his third wife, Liu Nianqiu, then what exactly is going on? Why has she transformed into the Empress of Europe? Why is she colluding with the Holy Fire Cult? Why is she pretending not to recognize him at all?

The royal guard of honor in the distance appeared to be moving slowly, but in fact they were walking on air at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the luxurious procession of hundreds of people had already approached the center of the square.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the veiled woman.

Not only was Chen Yang filled with doubt and staring intently, but Liu Qingxia beside him also had a serious look in her eyes, staring intently at that familiar yet unfamiliar slender figure.

She was also filled with deep doubts. The more she looked, the more familiar the woman's figure and features seemed, but she dared not be sure of her identity, her mind in turmoil.

Eliza, Zhao Xianghe, and their group felt their hearts race and their spiritual energy tighten.

They had been patiently lying in wait for this moment! The final moment to expose the false empress and set things right has finally arrived!

But in the tense moment of the confrontation between the real and fake empresses, a black-robed old man suddenly stepped into the air beside the fake empress, standing in mid-air with sharp eyes and a booming voice, and shouted at the victorious round table group!

"A mere roundtable meeting? How dare you! What despicable methods did you use to win?"

"They wantonly slaughtered our own cultivators during the competition and used despicable and treacherous methods to seize control of the altar! Today, I will investigate this thoroughly and show no leniency!"

The old man who spoke out was none other than Mo Qiancheng, a core expert of the Holy Fire Sect.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. He appeared fierce and stern, but in reality, he had used all his strength to suppress the raging fire in his heart.

Just now, he clearly sensed that the crucial sacred fire altar hidden in the clouds had completely disappeared without warning and for no apparent reason!

With the altar losing contact, all the Holy Fire Cult assassins he had planted within the Golden Knights perished without a single survivor!

The complete annihilation of his men was a minor matter, but the loss of the sacred fire altar was an unforgivable crime!

The altar is the core trump card of the Holy Fire Sect, enabling them to turn the tide and control the European Kingdom. If it is completely lost, he will surely die!

The reason Mo Qiancheng forcibly suppressed his murderous intent and refrained from slaughtering everyone on the spot was because he wasn't entirely confident he could annihilate the entire Round Table Conference in one fell swoop. If he rashly acted and failed to eliminate them completely, utter destruction awaited him!

Chen Yang's eyes were slightly cold as he glanced at Mo Qiancheng, instantly discerning the other party's true nature.

This old man exuded a subtle and restrained aura of evil, undoubtedly a core member of the Holy Fire Sect.

At this moment, his doubts deepened. Liu Nianqiu had actually colluded with the Holy Fire Cult!

Countless questions swirled in his mind. Chen Yang could no longer hold back. He suddenly stepped forward, his posture upright, his gaze fixed intently on the veiled fake empress, and spoke loudly: "Nianqiu! Do you still recognize me?"

The air suddenly became still.

The imposter empress, who had been composed and indifferent, trembled very slightly.

Although the movement was fleeting, it did not escape Chen Yang's eyes. In the next instant, she quickly steadied herself, calmed her emotions, and remained silent, without any response or any sign of recognition.

Chen Yang frowned deeply, his heart filled with doubt and unease.

He was absolutely certain that the other person had experienced a violent emotional fluctuation the moment he called out their name!

But why did she pretend not to recognize her?

Even if their marriage was out of necessity and against their will, the second sister, Liu Qingxia, was now standing prominently in the crowd. Given their deep sisterly bond, she couldn't possibly be unaware of it or turn a blind eye!

Upon hearing the voice, Liu Qingxia moved swiftly, leaping into the air and landing steadily beside Chen Yang. Her face full of confusion, she asked softly, "Chen Yang, why did you call out Third Sister's nickname just now?"

Chen Yang pointed at the veiled empress, lowered his voice, and said in an extremely solemn tone, "I suspect that this imposter empress is none other than the long-lost Liu Nianqiu!"

"What?!"

Liu Qingxia was shocked, her pupils contracted sharply, and her face was filled with disbelief. She exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible? How could Nianqiu have usurped the Empress's throne and gotten involved with the Holy Fire Cult?"

"I don't know the reason for now," Chen Yang shook his head slightly, his expression grave. "But it's highly likely. Have you forgotten what I told you about my experiences with pirates?"

"The pirates witnessed firsthand how Third Sister appeared out of thin air above the sea, accompanied by thunder and strange beasts. These ancient beasts beside her now are the terrifying monsters the pirates described!"

"She must have encountered a tremendous upheaval and was forced to assume the identity of the empress, unable to acknowledge us."

Liu Qingxia's eyes instantly reddened, filled with anxiety and heartache. She stared intently at the familiar figure, her voice unwavering: "If it truly is my third sister, no matter what danger she faces or what hardships she endures, I will rescue her!"

"Even though the Holy Fire Cult is powerful and widespread, I will protect my sister!"

Seeing that Liu Qingxia was anxious and her mind was in turmoil, Chen Yang quickly reached out and held her hand tightly, gently comforting her, "My lady, don't worry. We can't be 100% sure of her identity yet."

"Our primary objective today is to expose the true face of the fake empress in public. If she really is Nianqiu, that would be the best outcome."

At this moment, Mo Qiancheng, who was in mid-air, had completely lost his patience, his expression was gloomy and his anger was surging.

He stopped pretending and looked directly at Chen Yang, Wu Feng, and the other cultivators at the round table, pressing them in a deep voice: "You used despicable means to win, which I can ignore!"

"But what exactly did you do to the Sacred Flame Altar during the competition just now?!"

"Hand over the Sacred Flame Altar immediately! Hand it over, and you will be the Queen's personally appointed confidants, wielding the Sacred Flame and wielding immense power! If you refuse to hand it over, you will be traitors to the Kingdom of Europe, hunted down by all the cultivators in the country, with nowhere to hide!"