Chapter 1672: Chapter 1672: Oh No, We’ve Been Tricked
Amidst the palace complex, a group of people could be vaguely seen having reached the core area.
Soone pointed at them and shouted, “Look, there are people inside!”
“Oh my god, soone has already gone in.”
“How did they get in?”
“Crown Prince, didn’t they say only those with the Snow Country Scepter could enter?”
“…”
The Crown Prince glanced at these people, exchanged a look with the Imperial Guard Commander, and imdiately clenched his face, “It’s them, the wanted criminals of the Snow Country.”
Long Fei watched from afar and chuckled to himself.
Who else could it be but Chu Feng and his group?
Not far from them were also a dozen or so old n.
Their hair was gray, obviously aged, yet they possessed Immortal Bearing and Daoist Bones, with extraordinary roots and high cultivation levels.
Both groups were trapped in the prohibition, afraid to move rashly.
Long Fei recognized two of the old n as the Shenxu Elder Kuafu Yan and the Kunlun Elder Fu Chenzi.
On this venture, Fu Chenzi was the trailblazer.
In his hand was the Kunlun Secret Treasure, the Wuji Yellow Banner, capable of stabilizing Earth Energy.
With this, he led the group of old n into the prohibition.
They never anticipated a group of young people would get in first and beat them to it.
The two groups were not unfamiliar; Fu Chenzi and Kuafu Yan were well-acquainted with Chu Feng and his team.
Upon eting, they battled fiercely within the prohibition, causing Earth Energy to gush and the prohibition to rise, leading to the recent scene.
Cracks appeared with an Earth Energy storm, instantly causing calamity to the hundred cultivators above.
Chu Feng’s group relied on the bead offered at the Snow Country’s sacrificial ceremony.
This bead surely wasn’t as the Royal Family advertised, having no purpose; it was rely an ordinary lighting Spirit Stone.
Instead, it was originally the Mystic Turtle Demon Core from the Black Tortoise Palace.
By holding the Demon Core and enveloping oneself with Demonic Qi, the prohibition here would recognize them.
The Royal Family deliberately explained it this way to make various factions give up the Demon Core, while secretly dispatching experts to aggressively pursue Chu Feng and his group.
Chu Feng and the others refrained from eting Long Fei to ensure his peace.
Their understanding of the Demon Core’s use was thanks to an old demon clad in turtle shell aiding them.
This old demon stood with them, displaying arrogance, leaning on a Coral Walking Stick.
He was the descendant of the Mystic Turtle Clan, a Tortoise Sage determined to restore ancestral glory.
The clues Chu Feng’s group shared with Long Fei originated from him.
Currently, cultivators from all paths gathered, everyone gazing at one another, the scene remarkably peaceful.
Chu Feng and his group were rely in the Black Tortoise Palace’s outer region.
The closer to the core area, the stronger the prohibition beca.
Their low-grade Mystic Turtle Demon Core couldn’t advance into the core area, blocked halfway unable to enter.
Kunlun Fu Chenzi’s group faced similar constraints; the prohibition was too strong, their Apricot Yellow Banner ineffective.
At this mont, Crown Prince Ji Yun, holding the scepter, suddenly shouted, “All who wish to enter the Black Tortoise Palace to seek fortune, follow !”
He stepped inside, the scepter illuminating the path ahead like a torch.
Prohibitions around lit up, like a circuit board, constantly lighting up arrays, revealing a safe path for him.
Excited, the cultivators cheered, “Path!”
“What kind of scepter is this, to reveal the path here?”
“Snow Country Scepter, it lives up to its na!”
“Crown Prince’s virtue, unmatched righteousness!”
“If the Crown Prince ever needs anything, just command, we’ll be at your service!”
“…”
A group of people received the Crown Prince’s favor, astonishingly flattering him as they ventured inside the prohibition.
They followed behind the Crown Prince without any incident.
The scepter seed a key, a torch illuminating the prohibitions clearly.
Following the path lit by the scepter, encountered no surprises.
More cultivators followed suit, continuously approaching Chu Feng and his group, eventually even various factions’ talents couldn’t resist joining the crowd inside.
Long Fei and Bai Qianqian were about to enter, when suddenly soone warned from behind, “Brother Zhao, be cautious.”
Long Fei furrowed his brows, turning to see the somber-faced Fourth Prince.
The two exchanged glances yet said nothing.
The Fourth Prince seed privy to sothing, remaining motionless with a group of experts he brought.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
Long Fei secretly conveyed, guessing sowhat but didn’t heed the Fourth Prince.
He and Bai Qianqian looked to join in, spurring the anxious Fourth Prince to follow behind them inside.
Long Fei glimpsed at him, raised his brows, communicating through coded language, “Why has the Fourth Prince co in?”
Fourth Prince Ji Xuan said, “To share the hardship with Brother, even if it ans dying without regret.”
Long Fei smirked without further comnt.
Almost all the elite out of tens of thousands of cultivators on the scene followed the Crown Prince inside.
They journeyed over thirty thousand steps, fully entering the prohibition.
The Crown Prince standing close to Chu Feng, Fu Chenzi and their groups, sneering coldly, “You band of thieves dare covet my family’s ancestral treasure, truly deserving death.”
The Old Turtle beside Chu Feng couldn’t stand it, hurling abuses at Ji Yun, “You rotten turtle brat, what kind of thing are you? The Black Tortoise Palace is the ancestral court of our Turtle Clan, what’s it got to do with your Human Race?”
Ji Yun, holding the scepter, retorted to the Old Turtle, “Bold one, seeing the Turtle King’s Scepter is akin to seeing the Turtle King, where is your place to speak?”
The Old Turtle fud, “You bratty turtle son, this enrages . The Turtle King’s Scepter was our Turtle Clan’s item, occupied by your Snow Country servant descendants. How dare you bring this up!”
Ji Yun sneered disdainfully, “The Crown Prince doesn’t argue with these dood people. Your lot won’t survive today. The Crown Prince will use the Turtle King’s Scepter to find the Mystic Turtle Clan’s legacy, unify the world, and let this realm belong entirely to the Snow Country. All present today, including your factions’ talents and elders, heed this. Those who follow prosper, those who oppose perish. The Crown Prince from now on is your master.”
His hysterical expression bewildered everyone, causing frowns.
Monts ago, his gracious display had instilled gratitude, thinking he was soone to associate with, possessing enough righteousness.
Who knew, in a blink, he’d turn like this.
A quick-speaking man shouted, “Crown Prince, what do you an? Who’s your servant?”
The Crown Prince eyed him coldly, “Naturally, it’s you lot. Are you not aware of your own identity?”
The man drew his blade, cursing, “Crown Prince, don’t push us too far. Although you have experts, making all heroes here submit is no easy feat.”
Crown Prince Ji Yun laughed towards the sky, “You’re right, out there, I can’t command the heroes to submit. But inside this prohibition, the Crown Prince is the king here!”
His scepter dimd, the path vanished instantly, reverting to the pitch-black appearance before.
Everyone’s heart skipped, turning back with cries, “It’s bad, we’ve been tricked.”
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