I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Only at this moment did Tang Yu hear clearly what Yan Xiu said. His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Master, could it be that you..."

Although he knew that his master was very powerful, he didn't dare to think of making an enemy of the country.

Throughout history, there have been countless heroes and great men who, no matter how high their martial arts level was, could be said to be invincible if they could defeat the siege of hundreds of warriors by themselves.

But they also understood that no matter how powerful they were, they were just mortals and could never fight against the imperial army.

Yan Xiu seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and smiled faintly: "Why, you don't believe in Master's strength?"

In his opinion, the throne of the Yuan Dynasty was within his reach, and the most powerful person in the entire Yuan Dynasty was none other than the one in the Tianyuan realm in the palace.

Even if his true strength was at the Tiangang realm, it was no problem for Yan Xiu. After reaching the fifth level of the Zifu Immortal Scripture, he had a vague understanding of his own strength.

It is easy to suppress the Tianyuan realm, but for the Tiangang realm, perhaps 30% of the strength must be used.

Even if the person beside the emperor is at the Tiangang realm, it would not be difficult to defeat him.

As for the realm above Tiangang, Yan Xiu did not think about it. He did not believe that there would be such a strong person in the Great Yuan.

Tang Yu looked at Yan Xiu's calm and composed appearance, and his heart suddenly began beating violently.

"Everything is up to the Master!"

Yan Xiu stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the courtyard, and finally sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff to practice.

Zhu Miao and Tang Yu thought that Yan Xiu would leave for the capital immediately, but they didn't expect him to just sit down like that?

Tang Yu, who was eager to save his father, looked anxious and walked up to ask, "Master, when are you going to leave?"

At present, Prince Yi has been arrested by Tang Yao on charges of treason. If we do not send a rescue immediately, Prince Yi will probably be sentenced to death.

Moreover, Daming Prefecture is hundreds of miles away from the capital. Even if a Xiantian realm warrior tries his best to travel, it will probably take a day or two.

Yan Xiu closed his eyes and practiced the Purple Mansion Immortal Scripture. He said calmly, "Don't worry. I assure you that Prince Yi will be fine. Just relax."

Although he said so, Tang Yu couldn't feel at ease unless he saw Prince Yi standing in front of him unharmed with his own eyes.

"You guys should leave first. No one is allowed to come up without my permission."

"Yes."

Zhu Miao agreed and left with Tang Yu, who was feeling uneasy.

Until night fell, a purple light flashed across the sky above Fuzhen Temple and swept towards the direction of the capital.

Yan Xiu left an avatar in the courtyard to guard the Taoist temple, while he went to rescue them personally.

One of the reasons for going there was to test the person in Tianyuan realm.

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...

Beijing.

It would take an ordinary person several days to get there, but Yan Xiu only took half an hour to get there.

At this moment, he was standing above the clouds, controlling the Ziyuan Sword, overlooking the entire capital city from above.

The whole city was brightly lit, and the red-light district was filled with charming beauties.

In the attic, a prostitute with her shoulders exposed was waving her handkerchief to attract customers, and beautiful and melodious singing wafted from the brothels, making the scene seem like a prosperous and peaceful one.

Yan Xiu turned his gaze and looked towards the towering buildings with green tiles and red roofs in the center of the capital.

The imperial city under the cover of night is like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth wide open, lurking in the darkness ready to devour anyone at any time.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the palace was deserted.

Apparently, the news of Emperor Tang Di's death had not yet spread out of the palace, otherwise the city and its surroundings would have been covered in mourning, and there would have been no scene of revelry every night.

Yan Xiu arrived above the imperial city and covered the entire capital with his spiritual sense, looking for the location where the Tianyuan realm warrior and Prince Yi were imprisoned.

After a moment, he withdrew his consciousness, with a look of confusion on his face.

"That person is not in the palace?"

Yan Xiu's spiritual sense can now cover an area of ​​100 miles, but he still hasn't found where the Tianyuan realm master is.

"Underground?"

Yan Xiu looked down.

Although the divine consciousness extends over a very wide range, it is currently difficult to penetrate deep underground.

That's it.

Even if we can't find him now, we will run into him later.

After all, the commotion he was going to cause tonight would be quite big, and it was impossible for this Tianyuan realm expert to not notice it.

After thinking about it, Yan Xiu rode the Ziyuan Sword towards the cell where King Yi was imprisoned.

...

The prison's sky dungeon is under tight security tonight, and the air is filled with tension.

The armored and armed Qiantian guards took three steps at a time and filled the already limited space in the prison.

The originally arrogant jailer Lao He bowed and nodded to an armored soldier with a fawning smile on his face.

"General Zhang, who is imprisoned in this cell that has alarmed you to come and see it in person?"

Old He poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of the man.

The soldier in front of him was General Zhang Pin of the Qiantian Guard.

The Qiantian Guards are an elite team that guards the imperial palace and protects the royal bloodline. The lowest level of the Qiantian Guards is at the intermediate third level.

Over the years, the imperial court has also absorbed many masters who have been famous in the martial arts world for many years, and Zhang Pin is one of them.

And General Qiantianwei is a genuine strong man in the innate realm.

Being able to meet such a big shot, Lao He would naturally not let go of any opportunity to show off. If he could hold on to this thigh, his rapid rise to fame would be just around the corner.

General Zhang glanced at the drink and said coldly.

"Watch your mouth. Don't be curious about things you shouldn't ask about. Otherwise, no one can save you."

Old He smiled awkwardly, nodded, and stepped aside.

Zhang Pin stood up, and the armor made a clattering sound as it rubbed against the metal.

He looked into the dark and deep depths of the prison, feeling a little uneasy.

"I hope it's just my illusion."

After thinking about it, he went on patrol with a knife.

At the moment when everything was silent, the door of the sky prison was suddenly blasted open by a huge force, and a figure emerged from the dust with a sword hanging from his waist.

"Enemy attack!!"

A sharp alarm sounded in the sky prison, and countless Qiantian guards rushed there.

In just a few moments, a large number of soldiers gathered at the gate, blocking the way.

Zhang Pin held a weapon in his hand, his internal energy surging, and he stared at the figure intently, a hint of caution in his eyes.

He found that he couldn't see through that man's cultivation level.

Could it be a master of the Xiantian realm? !

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Yuan Prison?!"

Although he was facing the Xiantian realm, Zhang Pin was not afraid.

He has already sent out the signal in advance, and the general will bring people to support you soon. By then, even if you are in the innate realm, you will find it difficult to escape.

The visitor did not answer him, but asked, "Where is King Yi?"

Zhang Pin sneered when he heard this and said, "I was wondering who he was. It turns out he was an accomplice of Prince Yi. Prince Yi was trying to rebel but was captured by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and will be executed on a chosen day. Since you are here, you should stay with Prince Yi and die together. Capture him!"

After saying that, he pointed the sword in his hand at Yan Xiu.

The soldiers formed a military formation of three people in a row and charged forward. With so many people in this formation, even an ordinary person at the innate realm would have to temporarily avoid the attack.

Yan Xiu drew out his sword and swung it lightly. Suddenly, the violent sword energy crushed all the troops with overwhelming force.

The tables, chairs, benches and the cell itself were all blown to pieces by the sword energy.

In the blink of an eye, the prison was filled with injured Qiantian guards.

The prison boss Lao He, who had escaped the danger in the corner, trembled in fear as he watched this scene.

After Yan Xiu sheathed the Ziyuan Sword, he walked up to him and said calmly, "Where is Prince Yi's cell? Take me there."

Old He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, fearing that if he neglected this gentleman, the prison would be stained with blood.

"I know, I know. Please follow me, sir."

After saying that, he took Yan Xiu and walked towards the depths of the sky prison.