The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence, followed by a clamor.

That was a get-out-of-jail-free card representing the Empress's dignity. It was one thing to be ignored, but to be trampled into the mud?

Who gave Qin Changye the courage to do such audacious thing?

Ren Pingsheng, Ta Ye, and Li Yourong were also stunned.

They'd seen plenty of formidable people, but someone as formidable as Qin Changye was truly a first for them.

The smugness on Bai Yanlang's face completely vanished.

He was certain that Qin Changye had gone mad!

They dared to step on even Her Majesty the Empress's personal token, so naturally they weren't afraid of killing him, a court official.

Qin Changye didn't immediately bring down the ink in his hand. Instead, he looked down at Bai Yanlang and said, "On the eve of the Battle of Black Stone Valley, my father captured a spy from the Prime Minister's residence. After that, the battle was a disastrous defeat, and the entire 300,000-strong Zhenbei Army was wiped out... This matter must have something to do with you, right?"

Bai Yanlang was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected Qin Changye to even know this.

Then, he laughed heartily: "That's right, that person was sent by me."

"In fact, I sent many spies, but he was the most capable. In a short period of time, he rose to a very high position. All of your father's tactics, marching routes, and troop positions were delivered to the barbarian general by him."

Bai Yanlang's voice carried a morbid excitement, as if he were showing off his most prized work: "Not only that, on the day of the final battle, I also had him poison the farewell wine. The poison was colorless and odorless, and not fatal, but it would take effect once spiritual power was activated, causing the person to lose all strength."

"That day, your father led his best brothers to the battlefield. After beating the drums three times, he found that he didn't even have the strength to draw his sword."

He laughed louder and louder, his fleshy face trembling rhythmically with each laugh: "Your father, the invincible war king who won every battle, could only watch helplessly as his soldiers had their heads chopped off one by one by the enemy. Three hundred thousand men, like three hundred thousand pigs waiting to be slaughtered, unable to even draw their swords, only able to watch helplessly as the enemy's swords fell... Over the years, whenever I think of this scene, I get so excited that I can't sleep."

Snapped!

A resounding slap sent Bai Yanlang's teeth flying everywhere.

"You bastard!"

It was Ren Pingsheng who made the move. He was trembling with rage, his finger pointing at Bai Yanlang: "The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen. As the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you receive a salary from the Great Zhou, yet instead of thinking of serving the country and its people, you commit the shameless act of betraying your country and surrendering to the enemy. Doesn't your conscience hurt? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

"The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen."

Bai Yanlang spat out the remaining blood from his mouth, a twisted, sinister grin spreading across his face: "It's all bullshit! I only ever believe in one thing: 'Every man for himself, or the world will destroy him!'"

"Qin Wuyai broke three of my son's legs, and then broke three of mine. As a return favor, I want him and those soldiers who shared life and death with me to die on the battlefield in the most humiliating way. That's fair."

At this moment, Bai Yanlang's face, covered in blood and almost distorted, was completely different from his patriotic and morally upright demeanor in the court.

He was an ungrateful bastard, having lived half his life in human skin, only revealing his true nature at the moment of his death.

Meeting Qin Changye's icy, otherworldly gaze, Bai Yanlang's smile grew even more ferocious:

"Besides, do you think I'm the only one who wants your father dead? Who wants the Zhenbei Army to be wiped out overnight?"

"Although I am the prime minister, I do not have the ability to plant so many spies in the most disciplined Zhenbei Army, let alone poison the farewell wine and deceive all the inspectors."

"To tell you the truth, I have someone backing me. You can kill me today, but you can never kill the person behind me."

"On the contrary, once he learns of your abilities, he will kill you immediately."

"I'll be waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

After Bai Yanlang finished speaking, he seemed to feel relieved and stretched his neck towards Qin Changye, as if he were offering his neck to be slaughtered.

Qin Changye still didn't draw his sword, but continued to ask, "Who is the person behind you?"

Bai Yanlang sneered, a playful glint in his eyes: "Want to know? Then kneel down and beg me!"

Qin Changye reached out and pinched Bai Yanlang's first finger, squeezing it inch by inch.

The sound of bones breaking was particularly jarring in the silent hall.

Qin Changye firmly believed in one sentence: in front of him, there were no tough bones, only broken bones.

Bai Yanlang grimaced in pain, but gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The more Qin Changye wanted to know the answer, the less likely he was to tell Qin Changye; this was his last bit of fun!

"good."

While continuing to crush Bai Yanlang's bones, Qin Changye opened his spatial ring, took out several silver needles, and inserted them into several special acupoints on Bai Yanlang.

These acupoints were researched by Qin Changye in his previous life. Once a silver needle is inserted, the pain in the body will be amplified a hundredfold.

Bai Yanlang's pupils dilated rapidly, his whole body convulsed, and he lost control of his bladder and bowels...

He then realized that Qin Changye hadn't really used his full power yet. Compared to those silver needles, the bone-shattering pain he had just experienced was like a massage.

"Stop! I'll tell you everything. The person behind me is..."

Bai Yanlang, who had been keeping his mouth shut just moments before, suddenly couldn't hold back anymore.

puff!

Before he could finish speaking, a chopstick suddenly pierced through his back, penetrating his heart and revealing its blood-stained tip through his chest.

Bai Yanlang's voice stopped abruptly, and he used his last bit of strength to turn around and look.

Behind him was Old He, the butler, who had been kneeling on the ground trembling.

Old He, the butler who had worked under him for over twenty years, was always obsequious and subservient.

Old He, who had just had a large clump of hair pulled out, was screaming in pain.

This old man, Lao He, was born unable to cultivate and was even too weak to kill a chicken...

At this moment, his face no longer held the obsequiousness of the past. He stood ramrod straight, looking down at Bai Yanlang.

He lectured her, enunciating each word clearly: "Useless spineless coward, can't even bear this little pain? Are you going to betray our master?"

Bai Yanlang opened his mouth, as if to say something, but he could no longer speak as his body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He never imagined, even in his death, that this most inconspicuous butler was actually a pawn planted by his master beside him.

After playing the role of a dog for twenty years, Lao He finally revealed his true wolfish nature.

"Want to commit suicide?"

With a cold snort, Master Ta moved like a ghost, knocking away the second chopstick that Old He had just pulled out, which he was about to stab at his own neck.

Then, another slap shattered his dantian, and he was thrown next to Qin Changye.

Seeing that suicide was no longer an option, Old He slowly sat down against the wall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his face radiated confidence: "I'm not like that spineless Bai Yanlang. I've been professionally trained. You can torture me all you want, but if I utter a sound, I'll admit defeat."

Qin Changye went up to Lao He and crushed his fingers, and Lao He didn't even utter a sound.

He even deliberately stared directly at Qin Changye, loudly provoking, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Qin Changye then removed the silver needles from Bai Yanlang's body and inserted them into several specific acupoints on Lao He's body.

Old He's body tensed instantly, and a hundredfold pain swept over every inch of his skin, every bone, and even every pore.

His forehead veins bulged, and he instantly lost control of his bladder.

He didn't hum once, but hummed again and again.

"Stop! I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything..."