Da Xuan Martial Saint-Chapter 810 - 444 Qiankun Cauldron

Chapter 810 -444 Qiankun Cauldron

Numerous experts in the Blood Exchange Realm gathered around the Eight Princes, appearing on the White Jade Plaza. The gaze of the King of Jin, dressed in a pale golden python robe, swept across the others as he spoke with a hint of sentiment:

“Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother, Fourteenth Brother…”

“It has been twenty years since the eight of us brothers have last gathered.”

As these words fell, the eyes of the other seven princes showed various changes, with some revealing a hint of reminiscence and a light sigh in their gazes.

The King of Chu, second among them, smiled faintly and said, “Indeed, it has been more than twenty years. I still remember when we were young, Father Emperor rewarded us with four spirit fruits. Since I was greedy, Eldest Brother split three with me. Thinking back, it’s been several decades now.”

King Liang, slightly smaller in stature, stepped forward and sighed lightly, “At that time, we brothers enjoyed great harmony, yet who would have thought that over time, we would gradually diverge, fighting for that position, embroiled in plots and schemes, causing chaos throughout the land.”

“Heh heh.”

King Yan, draped in a blue python robe and much taller in stature, stared coldly at King Liang and said, “In the royal family, there are no true fathers and sons, the emperors rarely have true brothers. There’s no need for hypocrisy. If Brother Liang has no interest in the throne, then step down now. I will vouch for you, and all past grievances will be written off, and I will not trouble you again.”

The relationships among the Eight Princes range from distant to harmonious and even hostile, such as between King Liang and King Yan. King Yan harbors deep hatred for King Liang as he once lost a beloved woman due to Liang’s schemes. As a result, he has opposed Liang in every power struggle, and not long ago, upon learning of Liang and King Han’s movements in the Cold North, he secretly informed Chen Mu to alert him.

Of course.

At that time, his only hope was for Chen Mu to cause more trouble for Liang and Han, ideally leading them to destroy each other so he could reap the benefits. He never imagined that what was initially just a pawn on the chessboard would now have the potential to overturn the entire game, becoming a looming shadow over everyone’s hearts.

But luckily, he had never offended Chen Mu. The true mortal enemies of Chen Mu were King Liang and King Han. He, King Yan, cared nothing for their lives and deaths, as they had either a cold relationship or deep-seated enmity with him.

“Entering the royal family is as deep as the sea; how can one think of retreating at will?”

Facing King Yan’s mockery, King Liang remained unperturbed and replied calmly.

Among the eight present, as the Eight Princes of Da Xuan, perhaps not all initially coveted the throne, but after decades of change and countless events, they found themselves inextricably tied to the struggle, unable to extricate themselves.

Just like King Liang, even without the immense threat of Chen Mu, he could not retreat, as he represented not only himself but also the faction of his mother’s consort and various Upper Sects supporting him.

“Brother Liang speaks true. At this point, what path of retreat is there to speak of?”

King Han, Ji Xuanfei, slowly opened his mouth.

Leaving aside the looming shadow of Chen Mu like a thundercloud that could explode at any moment, the decades of power struggles and mutual conflicts had already ensured there was no turning back.

Who could guarantee that once one of the princes ascended to that position, they would not be reckoned with afterward?

That would be placing one’s fate in someone else’s hands.

Moreover, among the many royal offspring of the Da Xuan Royal Family, who had managed to stand out and be conferred as the Eight Princes, who were not exceptional in both civil and martial prowess, and which of them did not possess outstanding martial expertise and could be called paragons of their era? None of them harbored any timidity in their hearts.

“Brother Han and Brother Liang speak of having no retreat, yet it seems laughable as it’s they who have no retreat, having brought such an enemy upon our royal family. I see it’s true that they are the ones with no way out!”

The King of Qi, draped in a pale purple python robe and the last to appear on the White Jade Plaza, was the youngest and last among the Eight Princes to be conferred. Only two Blood Exchange Realm experts followed behind him.

His gaze turned coldly toward King Han and King Liang.

Upon hearing this, King Liang chuckled coldly and said, “Brother Qi, your words sound like those of a child, amusing to think of. The reason Chen Mu emerged was due to our infighting, causing chaos in the world. Who can escape this cause and effect? Moreover, as his martial prowess nearly reaches communion with the divine, once he conquers the world, invincible on all fronts, even if you, Brother Qi, sit upon the throne, can you rest easy?”

In a world where martial power reigns supreme, the conflict between imperial authority and martial force is unavoidable.

Da Xuan has stood for a thousand years, rooted in the foundational might of the High Founder of the Ji Family, the Martial Emperor who conquered the world with the Qiankun Path, establishing Da Xuan and passing it down through the ages.

Throughout the millennia, while martial arts flourished and many talents emerged, the imperial authority remained paramount, with no individual or sect able to challenge its dominance, all bowing before the court of Da Xuan.

But Chen Mu was different.

Rising through the cultivation of the Qiankun Path, his talent unparalleled throughout the ages, his future dominance over the world nearly foreseeable. By then, Chen Mu’s very existence would be a perpetual shadow over the Da Xuan Royal Family!

No one wished to see such a reality, but the current situation had become uncontrollable. Even though King Han and King Liang joined forces, exhausting all means, they couldn’t find Chen Mu’s whereabouts, having no choice but to proceed cautiously, step by step.