Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

The late emperor was a man of deep thought and unwilling to take risks.

It's good if it's true; if something goes wrong during the test, it'll be the emperor who goes mad.

Chen Mo spoke with a half-smile.

"Be careful not to accidentally go astray in your cultivation."

The emperor was frozen in place, caught in a dilemma.

If the technique is found to contain a trap, one will surely suffer serious injury and go mad.

Without trying, you can never determine whether the method is true or false, and your lifelong obsession will always come to naught.

After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth, pushed open the door, and whispered instructions to the guards outside.

After waiting for a while, the sky was already bright, and a young figure strode into the courtyard.

He looked to be in his thirties, and his features were remarkably similar to those of the emperor.

It was a prince in the palace.

He froze the moment he entered the room.

He had never seen such a scene before, with three generations of top royal figures in the same room.

Even more strangely, there was a guard sitting inside the room.

The other person crossed their arms, their posture both composed and arrogant.

The prince was secretly shocked and stole a few more glances.

"What are you standing there for? Come here!"

The emperor spoke in a cold voice, interrupting the prince's reverie.

The prince quickly straightened his clothes and bowed respectfully.

"Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and Your Great-Grandfather."

The emperor, expressionless, simply handed over the paper in his hand.

"Take this and practice according to the instructions on it."

The prince looked down.

The Nine Yang Manual!

His eyes widened instantly, and his breathing became rapid.

The Pure Yang cultivation method, which the Great Yuan royal family has been obsessed with for hundreds of years and has longed for and dreamed of generation after generation!

He quickly walked to the prayer mat, sat cross-legged, and began his practice.

The three old eunuchs immediately gathered around, holding their breath and watching intently the whole time.

Chen Mo crossed his arms and sat quietly to the side, watching the show.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn has just passed.

The prince's face instantly turned purplish-red.

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.

The three rushed forward instantly, and the old emperor placed his fingers on the prince's wrist to probe his internal energy.

When internal energy becomes disordered and out of control, rushing wildly and chaotically through the meridians, this is a sign of qi deviation.

He slowly withdrew his hand, raised his eyes to stare at Chen Mo, and spoke in an icy voice.

"The scriptures you wrote are fake."

At this moment, Chen Mo finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! How could I possibly shock you three big idiots!"

"Those three utterly useless eunuchs are complete idiots! I've got them completely fooled!"

"I want you dead!"

The reigning emperor completely lost control, consumed by rage.

He poured all his cold internal energy into his palm and struck Chen Mo's face with a palm strike.

Chen Mo neither dodged nor avoided, but raised his hand to take the hit head-on.

The pure Yang of Nine Yangs clashes head-on with the ultimate Yin of Nine Yin!

Two ultimate martial arts techniques collide head-on!

boom!

A loud bang exploded!

The emperor was struck as if by a boulder, flying backward and crashing through the wooden door and collapsing half of the courtyard wall.

The two former emperors also made their moves simultaneously, their palm strikes tearing through the air with fierce force, blocking all escape routes from the left and right.

Chen Mo calmly countered the attacks of the two men with his left palm and right fist.

The violent internal forces collided and tore each other apart, and the entire side courtyard instantly shattered into ruins.

Just two moves!

The two half-step innate elders each took three steps back, their wide sleeves ripped to shreds, and pieces of cloth scattered all over the ground.

Chen Mo remained standing still the entire time.

When both are at the half-step innate level, the competition comes down to the purity of their internal energy and the depth of their foundation.

He had already cultivated the Nine Yang Manual to the highest level, and his internal energy was pure and profound, far exceeding the ordinary perfect realm.

Between perfection and the realm of enlightenment lies an insurmountable chasm.

The second brother stared intently at Chen Mo, his voice trembling.

"No... the intelligence clearly stated that Shangguan Hong was seriously injured and her internal energy was depleted!"

The eldest emperor raised his hand to stop Bai Xi, who was about to make another move, his eyes solemn.

The one who lives the longest has the deepest mind.

The two men stood frozen in place, not daring to launch another attack rashly.

Just then, a rapid whooshing sound came from outside the courtyard wall.

The reigning emperor, his clothes torn and his hair disheveled, flew back.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his dragon robe was torn to shreds.

The sound of footsteps echoed all around the courtyard as countless guards drew their swords and nocked their crossbows, all locking onto Chen Mo alone in the center of the scene.

The emperor stared intently at that face, his voice hoarse.

"Who...are you?"

Chen Mo smiled faintly, raised his hand to the back of his ear, and gently tore it.

A complete human skin mask peeled off with a snap.

Beneath the mask was a young, handsome face with sharp features, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes.

The three royal elders, who were used to seeing all sorts of things, were instantly stunned.

The top expert who crushed three generations of them and toyed with the entire Dayuan royal family was actually an insignificant young man!

"Who exactly are you?"

The late emperor pressed on with a deep voice.

Chen Mo casually flicked the dust off his fingertips, his tone nonchalant yet arrogant.

"My real name is Zhang Decu."

Nickname: Zhang Deying.

He paused, then added with a half-smile.

His nickname was Zhang Dechang.

The veins on the three aged faces bulged simultaneously, their mouths twitching wildly, their internal organs aching from the mockery.

A sudden thought flashed through the emperor's mind, his pupils contracted rapidly, and his face was filled with terror.

"Old farmer-doctor Zhang Deshuai..."

He pointed at Chen Mo, his voice trembling.

"What's our relationship?!"

"you guess?"

He felt a chill run through his body instantly.

The old farmer-doctor Zhang Deshuai, who had unrestricted access to the palace, treated Consort Li's illness, and enjoyed her deep trust...

From beginning to end, it was always the person in front of me!

In other words, from the very first day he entered the palace, they were all caught in each other's trap and led by the nose the whole time!

The old emperor's throat was dry, and he pressed on with a deep voice.

"What exactly is your relationship with Shangguan Hong? My royal family has no grudge against you, so why are you constantly at odds with the court?"

"No enmity or grudge?"

Chen Mo suddenly chuckled.

"Whom are you trying to lure into this elaborate trap?"

The three of them froze on the spot, speechless.

"What you're trying to hook up with is my woman."

Chen Mo continued speaking unhurriedly.

"All the spies you planted in the Crimson Fire Cult have already been wiped out by me."

"Huo Yan was also exposed by me and killed on the spot."

"The imperial court dispatched 50,000 elite troops to besiege the Crimson Fire Sect, but they were defeated in one battle."

"Right Protector Ruhua stole the true scripture and tried to escape, but I caught up with her and killed her."

With each statement he made, the three men grew paler.

Everything they were once proud of has been destroyed by this young man in front of them!

Chen Mo's tone was playful.

"I was originally worried about how to trick you out of the Nine Yin Manual, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant and conceited that you actually handed it to me."

After hearing the whole truth, the emperor trembled violently, his blood and qi surging out of control.

If it weren't for this person interfering, their family and three generations would have already obtained the complete Nine Yang Manual!

The royal family's legacy, which would last for thousands of generations, was destroyed by this one person!

He pointed at Chen Mo, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, his heart filled with boundless hatred, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

puff!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Chen Mo glanced at him and slowly added the final, piercing remark.

"You're a eunuch, yet you've married so many beautiful concubines."

He clicked his tongue twice.

"It's such a waste to leave so many beautiful women idle."

"Since you are not worthy of enjoying it, I have no choice but to reluctantly lend you a hand."