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

At this moment, his previous toughness vanished, and his voice became shrill: "It's the First Prince! My master is the First Prince!"

The eldest prince is the most powerful prince in the Great Zhou Dynasty on the surface, and also the prince most likely to succeed in seizing the throne.

Qin Changye grasped his wrist, feeling his pulse, and shook his head: "A pulse can be suppressed, but a disordered rhythm cannot be hidden, so you are lying."

A look of panic flashed across Old He's face, and he hurriedly continued, "It's the Eighth Prince, yes, my master is actually the Eighth Prince."

The Eighth Prince is slightly inferior to the First Prince in terms of power, but his martial arts skills are extremely high, and he is very likely to win the struggle for the throne.

Qin Changye continued to shake his head, then casually snapped off a few more of Lao He's fingers: "Your pulse is even more erratic than before. I'm giving you one last chance. Who exactly is your master?"

Old He was panting heavily, his clothes already soaked with sweat: "Young Master Qin, if I tell you who the real master is, will you let me go?"

Qin Changye nodded: "I can let you go this time, but if we meet again, I will kill you."

Old He was overjoyed. If he survived this time, there would be no chance to meet again. He said, "It's the Sixth Prince."

Sixth Prince!

It was him again!

Qin Changye was still holding Lao He's wrist, feeling his pulse. The rhythm was very steady, indicating that he wasn't lying.

Qin Changye turned and left.

Old He felt he had escaped death and was just about to catch his breath when he saw Qin Changye suddenly stop, turn around abruptly, and come back.

"What a coincidence, we meet again!"

Old He: ……

Qin Changye's ink sword drew a sharp arc and struck Lao He's neck with perfect accuracy.

Old He didn't even have time to curse his mother before his head separated from his body, and then Qin Changye buried the entire body in the first level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

As Qin Changye stepped out of the Prime Minister's residence, his gaze fell to the west, in the direction of the Sixth Prince's residence.

Seeing through Qin Changye's thoughts, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but speak up: "The Sixth Prince's residence is far superior to the Prime Minister's residence. There are many experts in the residence, and it is close to the palace. If we attack, Her Majesty the Empress will not sit idly by."

Ta Ye nodded in deep agreement: "Rumor has it that our Empress's cultivation level may have reached the Royal Martial Realm. It's no exaggeration to say that the three of us combined might not be able to withstand a single palm strike from her."

Li Yourong didn't say anything, but upon hearing the words "Her Majesty the Empress," a deep sense of apprehension crossed her beautiful face.

"Then let's wait a few more days."

"When my strength allows, I will personally finish off the Sixth Prince. If the Empress dares to obstruct me, I won't hesitate to send her to her death as well!"

Qin Changye withdrew his gaze. At present, his cultivation level was only at the seventh level of the Earth Martial Realm. With all his trump cards used, killing a King Martial Realm cultivator was not a problem, but it was hard to say whether he could defeat an Emperor Martial Realm cultivator.

Moreover, given his incredibly fast leveling speed, it shouldn't be long before he can easily kill someone at the Royal Martial Realm by unleashing his trump cards!

To Ren Pingsheng and the others, Qin Changye's words sounded incredibly arrogant, like something out of a fairy tale.

They were unaware of Qin Changye's leveling speed, and even disbelieved that Qin Changye's cultivation would one day reach the Emperor Martial Realm.

It's just too difficult to advance to the Royal Martial Realm!

For countless cultivators, it is a destination they can never reach in their entire lives.

Otherwise, looking at the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, among hundreds of millions of cultivators, it wouldn't be just that Empress who could possibly reach this realm.

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, an explosion was heard in the distance.

Qin Changye frowned. He could tell at a glance that the explosion came from the direction of the Qin Prince's Mansion.

He was even certain that this was the explosion caused by the forced destruction of the Qin Prince's Mansion's defensive array.

Before entering the Myriad Weapons Diagram, Qin Changye, fearing that unscrupulous individuals might force their way into the Qin King's Mansion, specially repaired the defensive array that had been abandoned for many years.

He also instructed Xiuer to keep a close eye on Zhao Ruyan, and that if anyone came to cause trouble while he was away, she should fight them if she could, and if she couldn't, she should activate the defensive formation.

Now, the defensive formation has been activated, and has even been forcibly shattered.

This indicates that Xiuer has encountered a formidable enemy she cannot defeat and is facing a life-or-death crisis.

Judging by the time, could it be that the God of Slaughter, Zhao Qingcheng, has already returned?

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Changye sped towards the Qin King's Mansion.

Ren Pingsheng and Master Ta exchanged a glance. Their master and boss had only instructed them to accompany Qin Changye to storm the Prime Minister's residence.

However, Qin Changye was a friend of their master and master, so they could not sit idly by.

I might as well go all the way and see it through to the end.

Li Yourong did not hesitate. She still wanted to find out from Qin Changye where her "man," Ye Shisan, was at this moment.

That night was so unforgettable that she wanted it again.

Therefore, Qin Changye cannot afford to have any mishaps.

As Qin Changye sped along, he saw the three people following closely behind and nodded slightly.

These three can get along well, and they'll really stand up for each other when something happens!

Meanwhile, at the Qin King's Mansion.

As far as the eye can see, there are ruins and rubble left by the aftershocks of the explosion.

All the guards and servants in the Prince of Qin's mansion were injured.

Xiuer was the most seriously injured, leaning against a broken stone pillar, panting heavily.

Her arms hung limply at her sides, blood dripping from her sleeves and staining the blue stone bricks beneath her feet red.

Just now, the moment the defensive array was forcibly shattered, the aftershock of the explosion knocked her, who was at the very front, overturned.

If it weren't for her exquisite and powerful physique, which far surpasses that of ordinary people, she would probably be a cold corpse by now.

"Where's that coward Qin Changye? He's too scared to come out himself, so he sent a maid to take his place?"

The man who had been questioning stood arrogantly in the center of the courtyard, his foot on the half-broken plaque, where half of the character "Qin" could still be faintly seen.

Li Jingchen, the heir apparent of the Li Prince's Mansion.

At this moment, his fairly handsome face was filled with arrogance.

Behind him followed dozens of followers, each with an unbridled smile on their face.

Beside him stood his third uncle, Li Changhong, a master of the second level of the King Martial Realm, who had just shattered the Qin Prince's Mansion's defensive array with a few casual punches.

As the heir of the Li Prince's Mansion, Li Jingchen had many wives and concubines, but his favorites were always He Chunhua and He Qiuyue.

The two women were not only beautiful and had great figures, but their skills in bed were also superb, making him unable to resist them.

Unfortunately, the two women never came out after entering the Myriad Weapons Diagram.

In the final moments of their lives, the red jade pendant they crushed was a memory jade, which captured Qin Changye's face and transmitted it to the memory jade in his hand.

This shows that their deaths were inextricably linked to Qin Changye.

Qin Changye is a good-for-nothing; it must have been Qin Changye who had his followers do it.

So, he came tonight.

His intention was to avenge He Chunhua and He Qiuyue, and incidentally, step on Qin Changye's head to forcefully ascend to the top position among the four princes' heirs.

Back then, the Qin Prince's Mansion was at its zenith, and Qin Changye was the most dazzling person wherever he went.

He, the dignified heir of the Li Prince's Mansion, was only fit to stand behind Qin Changye, like a lackey.

Looking at today, fortunes can change dramatically in the past.

He too will one day learn the lesson of "never underestimate a young person's potential".

"Crown Prince Lee!"

"You can hurt me, that's fine."

"But you cannot insult my young master."

Xiuer's words, spoken slowly and deliberately, interrupted Li Jingchen's thoughts.

He saw Xiuer, who was severely injured and almost completely incapacitated, raise her still-bleeding hands and clench them into fists, as if she was about to smash them down on him with her last bit of strength.

Li Jingchen scoffed disdainfully. Under normal circumstances, Xiu'er could send him to his grandmother's house with one punch, but now, he casually raised his hands and gave Xiu'er a nonchalant push.

Xiuer was sent flying backward, her body crashing into a pillar behind her, collapsing to the ground, blood gushing from her mouth.

"You're about to die! Where is the young master you swore to protect? Why is he still cowering there, too afraid to come out?"

Li Jingchen was certain that Qin Changye was in the Qin Prince's mansion, but faced with his grand entrance, he had hurriedly hidden himself, probably cowering in some corner, trembling with fear.

Now that he's here, he's determined to lure Qin Changye out, no matter what.

Thinking of this, his wicked gaze fell on Xiuer: "In my life, I hate wasting things the most."

Then, he looked at the dozens of lackeys behind him: "So, what are you all standing there for? Get in line before she dies!"