He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Li Changlong's heart sank suddenly.

"To be honest, you're weaker than I thought."

Yun Yi paused, then shook his head slightly. "I've been testing you for the past two years."

"Testing me?"

Li Changlong was stunned.

"right."

Yun Yi took a step forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked as relaxed as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard. "The first test was the night you bribed the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel."

"I invited Commander Yue to sit at his house for fifteen minutes. He didn't say anything, just drank a cup of tea."

The next day, you noticed that the person's attitude towards you had changed a little, but you thought it was just your imagination.

Li Changlong's expression changed.

"The second test was when you tried to persuade Chen Fang, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, to defect."

"I had Commander Yue show off his skills in front of him—with just one punch, he shattered the 30,000-jin test stone in the training ground."

"After Chen Fang went back, he hesitated for three days about your promise, but in the end he still chose to follow you—because he felt that you gave him more."

Li Changlong's breathing began to become rapid.

"The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time..."

Yun Yi counted them one by one, a total of seventeen times. "With each test, I wanted to see what your limits were."

"Every time I test you, I'm prepared for you to retaliate."

"I even thought that you might be hiding your strength, waiting for me to make the first move so that you could kill me with one blow."

He sighed, a hint of helplessness creeping into his smile.

"And what happened? You didn't find anything."

"Nothing was done."

"Just keep being so foolish, continue to bribe court officials, continue to cultivate cronies, and continue to dream of being emperor."

"I even thought that you had already figured it out and were just acting."

"But now it seems I was being too sensitive."

Li Changlong's face was ashen.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Because he suddenly realized that—over the past two years, he had indeed sensed something was amiss.

For example, the court officials he bribed sometimes looked at him strangely.

For example, there was a time when Chen Fang seemed about to say something but then hesitated and ultimately said nothing.

For example, some of his black-armored personal guards disappeared inexplicably, and he assumed they were deserters and did not investigate further.

But he did nothing.

Because he was too confident.

He believed himself to be a reincarnator, and that in his original world, he was a top-tier powerhouse.

Even in a different world, he is destined to reach the top.

He never imagined that someone would start plotting two years ago, would spend two years testing him little by little, and would watch him walk into the trap step by step like a cat playing with a mouse.

"you……"

Li Changlong's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against stone, "Who exactly are you?"

"With your abilities."

"It's impossible to be born this lucky."

Yun Yi did not answer.

He simply turned around and looked towards the entrance of the main hall.

"Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, ten figures walked in from outside the hall.

Black armor.

Black helmet.

Black mask.

Only pairs of eyes were visible.

There were no unnecessary movements or sounds; they simply walked in, lined up, and stood behind Yun Yi.

But it was this row of people that made Li Changlong's hair stand on end.

It wasn't murderous intent.

It's not intimidation.

It's something even more terrifying—a sense of oppression.

It felt like ten mountains were pressing down on him at the same time.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but found his tongue trembling.

It wasn't out of fear, it was instinct.

He had experienced countless deaths, seen countless powerful figures, and killed countless people, so he had an almost instinctive intuition for danger.

At that moment, his intuition was screaming wildly.

escape!

Run away!

Each of these people could kill you!

Let me introduce myself.

Yun Yi's voice drifted over lightly, as if introducing his own servants, "These are the personal guards I've trained over the past three years."

"I intend to use you to test their strength."

"And while I'm at it, I'll also try out the reincarnation."

Li Changlong was stunned.

Before he could react, Yun Yi continued:

"Each of them can lift a boulder weighing 100,000 jin (50,000 kg) with one arm."

Li Changlong's pupils suddenly contracted.

100,000 jin?

One arm?

He trained desperately, but even now he can only lift three or four thousand catties.

It's not that I don't want to go further, but this world is too ordinary, with absolutely no spiritual energy to draw upon.

He thought he was already very strong after cultivating to this level.

And each of these ten black-armored men was thirty times stronger than him.

How is that possible?

"certainly--"

Yun Yi paused, then smiled nonchalantly, "It's just that I'm a little stronger, nothing special."

Nothing special?

Li Changlong almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Did I use too much force?

Is 100,000 jin (50,000 kg) per arm considered a little bit strong?!

What is he then? An ant?!

"You...you..."

His voice was trembling, his fingers were trembling, and his whole body was trembling.

It wasn't because of the cold, it was because of fear.

He finally understood.

Why has he felt like someone is watching him in the dark for the past two years?

Why are those court officials he bribed becoming so indecisive?

Why did his black-armored guards lay down their weapons the moment Yun Yi appeared?

It's not because Yun Yi is that strong.

It's because—he was never a match for him.

It wasn't from the beginning.

He suddenly remembered that the amusement park guide had said before he came that this was a competition for newcomers and that it was absolutely fair.

But you're telling me this is fair?

Where is the fairness in this?

"Let's get started."

Yun Yi didn't even glance at Li Changlong before turning around and walking out of the hall.

Behind him, the ten black-armored guards moved simultaneously.

There were no fancy moves or dazzling techniques.

Simply raise your hand.

Then I took the picture.

boom!

The entire hall was shaking.

Li Changlong didn't even have time to scream before he was smashed into a pile of minced meat.

So far.

Yun Yi stood at the entrance of the palace, his back to the bloody scene, his hands behind his back.

Sunlight streamed in from outside, falling on him and casting a pale gold hue on his moon-white robe.

His face was expressionless.

He just sighed softly.

too weak.

They're really too weak.

Two years ago, when he discovered Li Changlong, he was extremely cautious, as if walking on thin ice.

He thought the other party was hiding their strength.

He thought the other party was waiting for him to make a move.

He even prepared for the worst—if they couldn't win, he would take Yue Dan and the Imperial Guards and escape from the capital to start anew.

The results of it?

The opponent couldn't even defeat his weakest personal guard.

Sigh, he worried for nothing.

"Your Highness."

Yue Dan's voice came from behind him, calm and steady as ever.

Yun Yi turned around and saw the burly man kneeling on one knee, bowing his head to report:

"The traitors have been executed, the rebel army has been completely disarmed, and Chen Fang, Zhou Huai, and others have been imprisoned in the imperial prison to await their fate."

"None of the officials in the court who were bribed were touched, as you ordered."

Yun Yi nodded.

"Well done."

He paused, then suddenly asked:

"Commander Yue, do you think I did the right thing today?"

Yue Dan raised his head, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Why do you say that, Your Highness?"

Yun Yi did not answer immediately.

He turned around and looked at the empty dragon throne in the hall.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on the golden chair back and reflecting a dazzling light.

"That's Father's throne."

He said softly, "It's not mine."

"I stand here today because I killed a man, quelled a rebellion, and saved my father's life."

"But I'm not after that chair."

He paused, his gaze falling on the pool of blood and flesh.

"I just don't want the Great Yan Dynasty to be destroyed by him."

Yue Dan remained silent for a long time.

Then he lowered his head, his voice low and firm:

"Your Highness, this humble general does not understand any profound principles."

"This humble general only knows—"

"Three years ago that night, you stood before me and asked me whether I would follow you or not."

"This humble general will follow."

"Once you're with me, it's for life."

Yun Yi turned his head, looked at the burly man, and suddenly smiled.

That smile contained relief, a sense of calm, and a hint of something else that was hard to define.

Get up.

He reached out and helped Yue Dan up. "Come with me to see Father Emperor."

……

The Imperial Study.

The emperor, seeing the situation was not good, was brought away by his guards to hide.

Sitting behind his desk, looking at his thirteen-year-old son standing before him, his gaze was indescribably complex.

Half an hour ago, he thought he was going to die.

The moment the arrow was aimed at his heart, countless thoughts flashed through his mind—

What will happen to the country?

What will happen to the nation?

What about the princes who haven't grown up yet?

Then the tenth brother arrived.

The tenth prince stood at the entrance of the palace, smiling nonchalantly, as if he were strolling through his own backyard.

The tenth prince snapped his fingers, and 30,000 imperial guards surrounded the entire palace.

From beginning to end, Lao Shi didn't even frown once.

This son...

This son, whom he thought was the most obedient, the least competitive, and the least troublesome—

They hid it so well.