Azure Heaven Immortal Realm.
The Purple Star Immortal Dynasty, the Imperial Palace.
"Lu Chenxuan, you, as the God of War of the Immortal Realm, have arbitrarily deployed troops to invade the Northern Realm, causing widespread suffering to the people of the Northern Realm. Your crime is equivalent to that of a traitor."
"According to the laws of my Celestial Dynasty, he should be stripped of his celestial lineage and celestial position, and banished to the mortal realm."
On the grand steps of the imposing palace, an old eunuch in a red robe held a golden imperial edict, his voice booming.
Below, Lu Chenxuan, covered in blood, stood tall. Upon hearing the imperial edict being read, his eyes suddenly snapped open.
He raised his head and looked at the Imperial Immortal Emperor on the supreme throne.
Back then, the Northern Underworld Emperor issued a golden decree ordering him to lead a million Xuantian soldiers to quell the rebellion in the Northern Realm.
Because of this battle, his million-strong personal army was reduced to less than 20,000.
Even his ten most trusted generals, whom he regarded as brothers, died one by one right before his eyes.
They thought they were trading their lives for dignity and victory, and would be immortalized in the dynasty, but they never expected that... in the blink of an eye they would become a rebel army despised by everyone.
The Purple Star Immortal Emperor, Bei Mingyou, met his gaze somewhat detachedly: "Chen Xuan, the unauthorized use of military force is a grave crime of our dynasty. Even if... you are the number one war god, you will still be severely punished."
"This is already an exception I've made because I consider the countless merits you've rendered to the dynasty over the past thousands of years. Otherwise, given your crimes, you should have already perished at the execution platform and never entered the cycle of reincarnation..."
Hearing his words, a cold smile flashed across Lu Chenxuan's lips, but the next moment, a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.
Once the rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked.
When the birds are all gone, the bow is put away?
Back then, the Southern King reminded himself that his achievements were too great and that he should be wary of villains.
But he didn't take it seriously at all.
Looking back now, it's simply... laughable.
The Ziwei Immortal Dynasty, with most of its territory conquered by him and his brothers through bloody battles.
Now, how could it have come to this?
"Bei Mingyou, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of thousands by doing this?" Lu Chenxuan clenched his fists, his anger surging, but his voice remained indifferent.
"How dare you!"
"Lu Chenxuan, how dare you address the Emperor by his given name?"
The old eunuch in the red robe frowned and shouted angrily.
Bei Mingyou stood up and waved his hand gently: "Chenxuan, I know you feel wronged, but... things have come to this point, and we must give an explanation to the dynasty and the northern border. In order to save face for you, I have not summoned the officials to court today."
"Father, why waste time arguing with him? Just strip him of his immortal veins!"
Just then, a cold, indifferent voice came from the entrance of the Golden Hall.
Upon hearing the sound, Lu Chenxuan's body trembled slightly.
"Hehe, disciple Bei Ming Qingfeng greets Master."
A sinister-looking young man dressed in a purple python robe walked in from outside the main hall, and clasped his hands in a sarcastic gesture towards Lu Chenxuan.
Beiming Qingfeng.
One's own personally taught disciple.
Unexpectedly, instead of speaking up for himself, he... wanted to strip him of his immortal veins?
However, before Lu Chenxuan could speak, the next person who appeared became the last straw that broke his spirit.
"Chen Xuan, it's been a long time."
A stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a seven-colored fairy robe followed behind, and then, to Lu Chenxuan's chagrin and shocked gaze, she actually took the hand of Bei Ming Qingfeng in front of her intimately.
boom.
In that instant, even though Lu Chenxuan's mind was usually calm, it was rippled with emotion.
His face was pale, his chest heaving violently, and his voice, usually so resilient, trembled slightly: "You...you all..."
"Master, haha, my future master's wife tastes really good."
Without any hesitation, Bei Ming Qingfeng put his arm around the beautiful woman's slender waist and lightly caressed her fair chin.
"I heard that Master is always reluctant to touch you, so this disciple... tasted it for you. It's so moist and silky smooth."
"Traitor!"
"***..."
Bloodshot veins swirled in Lu Chenxuan's pupils, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body.
"presumptuous!"
The old eunuch in red robes above roared, and his Xuan Qi condensed into a giant black hand that descended from the sky, grabbing at Lu Chenxuan.
Normally, even if he had ten times the courage, he would never dare to lay a hand on Lu Chenxuan.
However, Lu Chenxuan has just returned from the Northern Frontier battlefield, severely injured, with all his generals dead, and his strength reduced to less than one-hundredth.
Given this opportunity, he naturally wanted to make a good impression on His Majesty the Immortal Emperor.
only...
The next moment, Lu Chenxuan clenched his fist, and a dragon's roar exploded, instantly shattering the giant black palm.
"puff!"
Under the old eunuch's horrified gaze, the shadow of the fist engulfed him, and the red figure was also violently sent flying and crashed into the golden wall.
immediately...
Four fried like watermelons.
"It seems everything was a carefully laid trap. Don't blame me, Lu Chenxuan, for becoming the one who kills his disciple and murders his lord today."
Lu Chenxuan, with his hair disheveled, exuded a murderous aura.
At this moment, he was like a demon from the deepest hell.
Bei Ming Qingfeng and the beautiful woman quickly took a few steps back, a hint of fear involuntarily showing on their faces.
"As expected of the God of War of my Ziwei Immortal Dynasty, even when his life force is exhausted, he is still invincible."
Only the golden light body of the Immortal Emperor Beiming You slowly rose into the air and descended step by step from the Nine Dragon Steps.
Thump!
As he took a step forward, nine golden dragons roared at Lu Chenxuan from behind.
"Lu Chenxuan, now that things have come to this, I'll tell you the truth."
"The turmoil in the Northern Realm was orchestrated by me and the King of the Northern Realm, all to force you out of the Immortal Realm."
"Qingfeng has exceptional talent, but his immortal veins are of inferior quality. However, the immortal veins within you are something that is extremely rare, perhaps only seen once in all time."
"How about we bestow your immortal veins upon Qingfeng, thus fulfilling our duty as ruler and subject... What do you say?"
Bei Mingyou's words completely shattered Lu Chenxuan's spirits.
"Bei Ming You!"
"You're truly... a beast worse than a pig or a dog!"
"To force me out of the Immortal Realm and seize my immortal veins, they actually plotted to massacre a million meritorious soldiers?"
"Aren't you... afraid of divine retribution?"
Lu Chenxuan's body trembled violently, his eyes blazing with passion.
He may not have taken his lover's betrayal and his disciple's disobedience too seriously.
But only...
Even now, he still vividly remembers the scene of his men falling down.
One, one, and another!!
For the sake of the Ziwei Immortal Dynasty, I will burn my last drop of blood.
However, it was all just a conspiracy by those in power.
My own death is a small matter; why involve them?
"Divine retribution?"
"I am blessed with the aura of an ancient dragon vein, keeping all evil at bay. What fear is there of divine retribution?"
Bei Mingyou's lips curled slightly, and golden light condensed in his right hand. Strings of golden runes flowed from his fingertips, instantly imprisoning Lu Chenxuan before disappearing into his body.
"Ah... the dragon vein's fortune?"
Lu Chenxuan's forehead veins bulged, and he could feel his immortal meridians being forcibly pulled up by some mysterious force.
Click click click...
A faint cracking sound erupted from his body, and drops of blood seeped from the wounds.
In just three breaths, a milky-white immortal vein, dripping with scalding blood, was forcibly ripped off.
"hold head high!"
The dragon's roar echoed.
The white immortal veins transformed into a dragon shadow, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, yet it could never escape the suppression of the golden runes.
"Isn't the Immortal Vein taking shape?"
Bei Mingyou's pupils contracted, his shock mixed with barely concealed delight.
The transformation of immortal veins into human form exists only in mythology; even he had only seen it in ancient classics.
Unexpectedly, Lu Chenxuan's immortal veins were of such noble quality.
"You shouldn't have done a thousand things, but the one thing you shouldn't have done was... slaughter my brothers..."
Suddenly, taking advantage of Bing Mingyou's mental tremor, Lu Chenxuan mustered all his strength, broke free from the golden rune seal, and threw a punch at Bei Mingqingfeng.
His fists were unparalleled in power, and his aura was fierce and powerful.
The terrifying and powerful aura instantly engulfed Bei Ming Qingfeng.
How could the Twilight Strike of the God of War be anything but ordinary?