Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence-Chapter 765 - 349: The Struggle over the Great Trends of the Mortal Path

Ji Zhaoyang's contempt was unmistakable; as his words fell, supernatural phenomena began to spread in all directions, transforming into an infinite oppressive force.

The Imperial City Guard was forged by the baptism of humanity fate and, although their cultivation was not profound, with the blessings of the Mortal Path and the suppression of the Imperial City, they were sufficient to kill a present-day Immortal.

But at this moment, Ji Zhaoyang, backed by Shen Yuan who controlled the great currents of the Mortal Path, regarded being surrounded by thousands of Imperial Guards as if they were nothing, their weapons raised but unable to take a step forward.

"Insolence!"

A newly appointed minister among them stepped forward, the very Supreme Military Commander, Yan Zheng.

"Even if the Third Imperial Prince is favored by the Mortal Path, his arrogant nature and disrespect for superiors mean he should be executed on the spot to uphold the laws of the Great Yin!"

With the Supreme Military Commander taking a stand, the other court officials at the Imperial Court echoed his sentiment.

As for the noble families, they hesitated, struggling to make a decision at that moment.

Under normal circumstances, even if Ji Zhaoyang's cultivation were ruined, they would still support him, as he was the Prince destined to become the heir to the throne.

However, the Great Yin's Mortal Emperor, along with the newly risen nobility, showed an extraordinary murderous intent towards Ji Zhaoyang.

To support Ji Zhaoyang now was to stake their own fortunes and lives, which was precisely the reason for their reservations.

Ji Zhaoyang's gaze subtly swept over the assembled nobility, aware in his heart that the goal he and Shen Yuan had laid out was now achieved.

Shen Yuan had secretly drawn upon the Mortal Path's favor, helping him to withstand that strike of the Mortal Path's Punishment, establishing his prestige among the nobility.

If the Great Yin's Mortal Emperor had shown murderous intent toward him before entering the Imperial City, the nobles would have certainly abandoned him without a moment's hesitation.

But now, they were weighing the pros and cons of offending the Mortal Emperor against supporting Ji Zhaoyang, proof enough that Ji Zhaoyang's various actions had already set the nobility's hearts aflutter.

Ji Zhaoyang was well aware that for these nobles to declare their stance, all it took was a suitable opportunity, a convincing trigger.

With that thought, Ji Zhaoyang drew the longsword from his waist, pointing it toward the eerie and phantom-like figure inside Taihe Hall.

"With things having gotten this far, why continue the facade?

The one inside Taihe Hall is not our Great Yin's Mortal Emperor, is it?"

His words echoed, and the court officials and nobility outside Taihe Hall fell dead silent.

The next moment, a tumult of voices rose like a flood!

"This is outrageous!"

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"Ji Zhaoyang, have you lost your mind?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"To offend the Mortal Emperor is an unforgivable crime!"

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Whether newly appointed officials or old nobility, each refuted his claim immediately.

However, the veteran nobles, after their reflexive denial, fell into a strange silence.

Since the All-Worlds Luotian Convention, the Great Yin Capital City had been plunged into chaotic disorder, with the Mortal Emperor issuing a series of alarming decrees that caused national instability.

There had been some ministers who investigated the matter, but when all clues led back to the Mortal Emperor, they immediately suppressed the doubts in their hearts.

The Great Yin Imperial Dynasty was at the pinnacle of the Mortal Path, with a momentum of nations coming to court.

The Mortal Emperor himself, overshadowed by the great current of the Mortal Path, was invulnerable to all evil, immune to all spells; there could be no anomalies.

The only possibility was that the Emperor was playing a grand game, aiming to weaken the power of the noble families in the Capital City.

Such speculation continued until recently.

Ji Zhaoyang had demonstrated the favor of the Mortal Path and had survived the Mortal Path's Punishment unharmed—such a marvel of the Imperial Family but still was ordered to be executed by the Mortal Emperor.

This had already completely defied the norms of the Mortal Path, and the seed of doubt took root in the hearts of all nobility.

And with Ji Zhaoyang's revelation, their seeds of doubt began to sprout.

The ministers and nobles suddenly realized that if the Mortal Emperor inside Taihe Hall was an impostor, then everything made sense.

Replacing key officials was a move to eliminate dissidents; suppressing the Third Prince was to prevent the Imperial prodigies from noticing anything amiss.

The ruthless attempt to kill someone favored by the Mortal Path was naturally born of fear toward those enshrined by the Mortal Path due to the impostor's own guilty conscience.

The eerie silence spread outside Taihe Hall. Aside from the new officials forcefully promoted to 3 Dukes and 9 Ministers, the rest of the nobility followed Ji Zhaoyang's sword point, turning their gaze towards the Mortal Emperor inside Taihe Hall.

"Please reveal yourself, Your Majesty."

"The Third Prince speaks nonsense; please, Your Majesty, show yourself to prove your innocence."

"If the Third Prince speaks madness, I am willing to personally execute him, but now, please, Your Majesty, show yourself."

Inside Taihe Hall, the majestic figure became increasingly cold and gloomy.

Multiple blood-red eyes within the shadows looked at each other, realizing that the situation had completely slipped from their control.

Finally, a vast form hidden within the shadows slowly spoke:

"Kill them all!"

Then, a harsh whisper emanated from the cold, phantom figure of the Mortal Emperor:

"Kill!"

The Mortal Emperor's seal descended from the void, forcing through Ji Zhaoyang's oppressive aura. Thousands of Imperial Guards once again marched forward, but this time their targets had shifted from just Ji Zhaoyang to all the veteran ministers and noble families present.

The atmosphere of slaughter was electric, causing the faces of many nobles to contort in fierce defiance.

"How dare you!"

"I am the Marquis Pingbo, conferred by the divine Mortal Emperor, my title hereditary and inextinguishable as long as the nation endures!"

"Bold lunatic, usurping the Mortal Emperor's throne, you will surely reap what you have sown!"

But all these threatening words were futile; the Imperial Guards plunged into the midst of the nobility and began a merciless massacre.

Among the noble families, there were powerful experts, including pillars of the dynasty comparable to the Void Refining to Tao Harmony Stage.