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At night, Wang Mingli and his dozen or so men returned to the court of the Northern Liao King.

"Minister Wang! What in the world happened to you..."

Seeing Wang Mingli in such a wretched condition, Xiao Yun immediately asked with concern.

But before he could finish his sentence, Wang Mingli had already fainted.

Helplessly, Xiao Yun could only turn his gaze towards the dozen men.

The leader of the men spoke with a face full of helplessness, "My Lord, Gao Quan, the commander of the Sixth Army of the Northern Liao forces, Ling Wind, has entered the Imperial realm..."

"Today, he led his hundred warriors to ascend Thousand Blade Peak and left Minister Wang in this dreadful state..."

Upon hearing this, a flicker of fear crossed Xiao Yun's eyes.

The Imperial realm, the supreme realm of martial arts!

Since the great wars of the last century between the Dragon Kingdom and other nations, masters of the Imperial realm had disappeared into seclusion, leaving no trace.@@novelbin@@

Only royal families like the Xiao household in the Emperor's capital had one or two masters of the Imperial realm as minsters to stabilize the situation.

In the four major battle regions of the Dragon Kingdom, there had never been someone who reached the Imperial realm!

Yet now, a commander in the Northern Liao forces had reached this powerful realm; how could Xiao Yun not be shocked and fearful!

"Thousand Blade Peak has been taken away..."

Xiao Yun muttered to himself.

Among the four peaks near the Sky Desert River, Thousand Blade Peak had the most dangerous terrain. Securing control of Thousand Blade Peak meant a considerably better chance of victory in tomorrow's decisive battle with Ye Ling.

After all, in the decisive battle proposed by Ye Ling, one must hold all four peaks before contending for the Sky Rupture Bridge over the Sky Desert River.

If they couldn't even seize the peaks, how could they qualify to vie for the Sky Rupture Bridge?

"Is Young Master Xiao scared?"

Just then, a gentle laugh came from one side.

Xiao Yun immediately turned to the source of the sound, only to see a man in black who had, unbeknownst to him, already positioned himself nearby; the man's pitch-black eyes were fixed on him.

Feeling his gaze, Xiao Yun was inwardly shaken.

Suppressing the turmoil inside, Xiao Yun said with a grave voice, "Afraid? Brother Zhao, you jest. Ye Ling is but a lost dog, why would I fear him?"

"Brother Zhao, what are your thoughts on this?"

This Brother Zhao had appeared beside Xiao Yun on his first day entering Northern Liao.

Initially, Xiao Yun thought the man was an enemy and had sent Wang Mingli to capture him, but unexpectedly, Wang Mingli, a master of the Imperial realm, was not his match!

Later, this man in black also revealed his purpose for being there: to help him secure his position as the king of Northern Liao.

Since he couldn't overpower him, Xiao Yun reluctantly accepted Brother Zhao's presence.

Over the years, this mysterious Brother Zhao indeed handled many affairs for Xiao Yun; otherwise, with his capabilities, even subduing the commanders of the seventh and eighth armies of the Northern Liao forces would have been impossible.

"Hehe, Ye Ling's return to Northern Liao is aggressive, aiming directly for the position of King of Northern Liao," said Brother Zhao ominously.

"The Northern Liao forces have held off Luo Sha Kingdom for nearly a century; there are undoubtedly numerous masters within their ranks, but you, Young Master Xiao, haven't controlled the Northern Liao forces for the past three years. Now that Ye Ling is returning, these masters will likely go and support Ye Ling."

"In such a situation, Young Master Xiao, there is only one way if you wish to break the deadlock!"

Brother Zhao spoke ominously.

Hearing this, a flicker of panic flashed across Xiao Yun's eyes as he promptly asked, "Please enlighten me, Brother Zhao!"

"Unite all the forces that want Ye Ling dead and strike together to put an end to him!"

Brother Zhao didn't hold back, speaking directly.

But Xiao Yun appeared distressed, "Brother Zhao, tomorrow is the decisive battle with Ye Ling. Where can I find those forces tonight?"

"The Xiao family, upon receiving the news, sent two of the family's Imperial realm ministers. But now, one of the Imperial realm ministers is already crippled."

"This battle, I'm afraid I am bound to lose!"

Hearing his words, a hint of disdain flashed in Zhao's eyes.

Such a waste, and yet he dares to covet the throne of the Northern Liao King!

"You needn't go looking for them, those who want Ye Ling dead will naturally come to you,"

As his voice fell, seven figures dressed in blood-red robes appeared in Xiao Yun's sight.

These seven appeared silently, as if they had always been standing there.

"This..."

Xiao Yun was startled.

The leader spoke with a hoarse voice, "We are from the Luo Sha Group of the Guardian Cranes, and we have come to the Northern Liao to take Ye Ling's life!"

Xiao Yun hastily looked for Zhao, but where was there a trace of Zhao now?

Xiao Yun seemed to have already gotten used to Zhao's appearing and disappearing without a trace, he sighed softly in his heart, and then invited the seven men from the Luo Sha Group to sit down.

"Gentlemen, tomorrow I will fight Ye Ling at the banks of the Sky Desert River, if you wish to take his life, tomorrow will be the best opportunity!"

After seating them, Xiao Yun said with a grave expression.

He could not fathom the strength of the seven before him, knowing that, as a scion of the Xiao family, he himself was a powerful warlord, and had already reached the mid-stage of a warlord!

Even his mid-stage warlord strength could not fathom the power of these seven, their strength was imaginable.

And Xiao Yun was naturally aware of the Guardian Cranes behind these seven.

Not long ago, the news that Ye Ling had killed Long Valley's Qian Ji and taken the Kiju was not spread, but the Xiao family, with their resources, already knew of this news.

Therefore, Xiao Yun had no doubts about the intentions of these seven people.

"We naturally know, otherwise, we would not have come to find you tonight,"

the leader said coldly.

Xiao Yun nodded slightly, not minding his cold demeanor.

With such strength, what does a bit of temperament matter?

Besides, the Guardian Cranes backing them was a force as strong as the Xiao family, even capable of suppressing the Xiao family with stability!

"Then do the seven of you have any plans?"

Xiao Yun continued to ask.

"Young Master Xiao, rest assured, we have already come up with a plan, it's just a matter of whether you dare to execute it,"

the leader spoke indifferently. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

At these words, Xiao Yun couldn't help but snort internally.

As the young master of the Xiao family, could he be scared off?

He scoffed and said, "Speak, gentlemen! As long as it will eliminate Ye Ling, I, Xiao Yun, am willing to pay any price!"

"Young Master Xiao, you should remember what you have just said,"

the leader said lightly.

"Zhao, rest assured, Xiao's promise is worth its weight in gold, what does a small price matter as long as Ye Ling is eliminated?"

Xiao Yun said through gritted teeth.

"If that is the case, then please follow us, Young Master Xiao,"

As the words fell, the seven transformed into a fierce gust of wind and swept out, vanishing into the night in the blink of an eye.

...

Xiao Yun followed the steps of the seven, heading straight for the wilderness outside the royal courts.

Outside the royal courts, many people had already gathered at this moment, among them many were powerful warlords, and the rest were all grandmasters!

These people, from various forces, had now gathered at the Northern Liao royal courts, all for tomorrow's decisive battle between Ye Ling and Xiao Yun!