One hour later, Zhao Dezhu withdrew his illusion technique.
"Ah..."
In the great hall, everyone suddenly collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath and subconsciously clutching their chests.
At this moment, everyone was horrified to find that they were no longer in that blood-colored world.
They had been in the great hall all along.
And there were no wounds on their chests.
Wei Qianjun was dripping with cold sweat, looking at Zhao Dezhu in front of him with horror.
Only then did he realize that everything that had just happened was an illusion, and that he had fallen for the other party's illusion technique.
But that illusion was so real!
The pain of being stabbed again and again by knives was heart-wrenching.
"You...you...who on earth are you?"
"I, Nan Yun, have no enmity with you, why did you..."
Wei Jun slumped on the ground, looking at Zhao Dezhu in fear, his whole body trembling as he asked.
To be honest, he really didn't want to feel the pain of death again.
"This fellow Daoist, please tell me what crime my Nan Yun has committed against you?"
"If I, Nan Yun, have really offended you in some way, I apologize for that wrong!"
Wei Qianjun said to Zhao Dezhu with folded hands.
Zhao Dezhu's expression was indifferent as he flatly said:
"You didn't offend me, you offended my young master!"
Wei Jun and Wei Qianjun were both taken aback, and Wei Jun instinctively asked:
"Your young master is..."
"The Crown Prince of Bei Liang!"
Zhao Dezhu said coldly.
Boom--
When he heard the words Crown Prince of Bei Liang, Wei Jun's mind exploded, his pupils contracted sharply, and his mind went blank...
So this terrifying master at the Returning Void Realm turned out to be from Bei Liang!!
Which means...
A thought flashed through Wei Jun's mind, and his face turned ashen...
The Black Cavalry Army...
It's over!
When Wei Qianjun learned that Zhao Dezhu was a powerful figure from Bei Liang, his face also changed.
He naturally knew about Nan Yun's invasion of Liyang.
But he had never imagined.
That Bei Liang actually had a Returning Void Realm master overseeing things!
And it was such a terrifying illusion master at the Returning Void Realm!
Seeing the fearful expressions on the faces of the father and son, Zhao Dezhu gave a cold laugh, and then his body began to fade.
"My young master told me to give you a message!"
"If Nan Yun dares to reach out to Liyang again, I will definitely destroy your Nan Yun dynasty!"
The deafening voice echoed throughout the hall.
In the eyes of everyone present, Zhao Dezhu's illusory figure turned into several small birds that flew out of the hall...
Seeing Zhao Dezhu's departure, the ministers in the hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The illusion created by that master from Bei Liang was truly terrifying!
He swore that he never wanted to experience it again...
"Boom..."
At this moment, Wei Qianjun's body trembled, and a terrifying aura instantly permeated the entire hall.
The ministers present were shocked and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
"What happened today, all of you had better keep it to yourselves!"
Wei Qianjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sonorous voice exploded in the ears of the people like the sound of a bell from ancient times.
The ministers all trembled, Wei Qianjun's voice made their eardrums throb, and they quickly knelt down.
"Your servants understand..."
Seeing the response of the ministers, Wei Qianjun finally nodded in satisfaction.
"Father Emperor, when did Bei Liang produce a master at the Returning Void Realm?"
"Do you know his origin?"
Wei Jun guessed that his Black Cavalry Army had most likely been wiped out by Bei Liang, since there was still no news from them.
So he asked resentfully through gritted teeth.
Recalling Zhao Dezhu, Wei Qianjun was still apprehensive, his face full of caution.
The other party's illusions were unfathomable.
He had never encountered a master who could cast such terrifying illusions before!
Especially Zhao Dezhu's eyes, which left a deep impression on him.
Wei Qianjun shook his head slightly and murmured:
"I don't know..."
"But my prince, you must not provoke Bei Liang again!"
"I am no match for this person."
Wei Jun was startled, then nodded grimly.
"Your son understands..."
"But Father Emperor, given the ambitions of the Bei Liang King, now that he has a Returning Void Realm master overseeing things, once he unifies Liyang, how can we deal with it if he invades Nan Yun?"
"When the time comes, who can stand against that master?!"
Hearing Wei Jun's words, Wei Qianjun was silent.
Just then, a eunuch hurried in, panting, and said to Wei Jun:
"Your Majesty, terrible news!"
"The million-strong army you had stationed on standby at the border, something happened to them!"
"Just a while ago, the soldiers, as if possessed by evil spirits, started killing each other, and now there are heavy casualties!"
"What did you say?!"
When Wei Jun heard the news, his face turned ashen with anger, and he almost stumbled.
"It must have been him!"
"It must have been that master from Bei Liang earlier!"
"He must have used his illusions to make the soldiers kill each other!"
Wei Jun was furious and looked at Wei Qianjun:
"Father Emperor, what should we do?!"
Wei Qianjun's face was also gloomy. He murmured:
"I will write a letter now, have someone deliver it to the Great Spirit Sect immediately!"
Hearing this, Wei Jun suddenly remembered.
He had an imperial aunt serving as an elder in the Great Spirit Sect!
Immediately the gloom on his face was swept away.
As long as his aunt returned, not to mention Bei Liang, even the surrounding kingdoms would not intimidate them.
"Don't worry, Father, your son will make sure the letter is delivered!"
Wei Jun nodded.
"My prince, remember not to interfere with Liyang anymore!"
"This loss we can only swallow."
"If we provoke Bei Liang again, I'm afraid that before your aunt returns, our Nan Yun will fall into irretrievable ruin!"
"Even after your aunt returns, do not rashly provoke Bei Liang!"
"From now on, it is best to leave Bei Liang alone."
"If the Bei Liang King really wants to swallow Nan Yun by relying on that master, your aunt will naturally resolve everything when the time comes!"
"By then, Liyang will also naturally fall under Nan Yun's territory..."
Wei Qianjun exhorted earnestly.
"Your son naturally understands!"
Wei Jun nodded slightly.
As the ruler of a dynasty, how could he not understand this principle?!
Although Nan Yun had suffered heavy losses this time, they could only swallow this bitter pill.
If he knew the other party had a Returning Void Realm master overseeing things, yet still provoked them, he would be no different from an idiot.
He would not commit such suicidal acts.
For now, he could only pray that the ambitions of the Bei Liang King would not be too great before his aunt returned...
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