The Northern Sword God
When the Gendang in Tabuh
That morning in the Capital of Ju Ying was filled with the enthusiastic aura of the entire population of the city. It was not only the locals who seemed happy to welcome the third Prince Ju Kai's coronation day as Crown Prince only.
That enthusiasm was not only engulfing the residents of Ju Ying City, but also many residents from surrounding cities who were still counted within the Great Eagles Imperial Region, flocking to the capital, flocking, to see that important moment. Crowds were seen queuing at the gate of the Capital of Ju Ying to witness the rare event.
Not only are the largest hotels full of invited guests who do not have a part in the palace, but tourists also now meet the cheap lodgings in the capital. Ju Ying City was completely dense with a sea of humans, all of whom looked joyful.
In the palace itself, busyness really happens on various sides. The palace kitchen billowed continuously, with the processing of food to entertain guests, where the servants and palace ladies are busy milling to help the event run smoothly.
In the vast palace hall, all officials such as ministers and important generals were ready to begin the event. The guard at the palace was very strict. On all sides of the palace, soldiers stood guard.
Sima Yong sat among the guests of the eight-star Sect Master whose room was separated from the Crown Prince's coronation. Wrapped in clothes resembling a humble-looking sect leader, the youngster sat in silence, always focused and looking calm.
On the other hand, Yu Mian from the kitchen was seen sneaking to dress up, then she appeared in the makeup of a noble princess, apparently changing her 180 degree appearance on appeal when she was in the kitchen. Yu Mian looked very beautiful like the king's concubines, now walking gracefully, as if she was indeed one of the palace's important people.
Wei Park and Xong Hui Yong also started to move away from where they were, walking hurriedly in a dress that would not raise the slightest suspicion.
"Where are you going? you will still perform once again when the coronation is over" shouted the Western Acrobat leader when he saw Xong Hui Yong sneak away.
But Xong Hui Yong sauntered while playing an eye towards the mustache, who was now unable to do anything to see the beautiful man disappear. After all there were too many human crowds on the outside of the hall, where they performed the appearance of those art attractions, so he was unable to find Xong Hui Yong easily.
Token identification as a guest of the stolen palace, always in the echo when the guards ask where they are going. "Fortunately I still had the time to think of stealing the invitation token of an eight-star sect" Wei Park said
"When you drink tea later, sie-sie's clock will move to ngo-sie. And I already have to head towards the back of the field" Sima Yong whispered inwardly.
(Sie-sie it's 09:00 to 11,000. Ngosie's at 11:00 to 13:00).
By the time he had left the ceremonial hall, it was faintly heard the cries of the palace eunuchs announcing that the Emperor and Empress were about to arrive, and the event was about to begin.
"The emperor has arrived ! All are expected to bow down, paying homage to the king !"
Secretly, not too far away, behind Sima Yong were two people dressed in all white following in his footsteps. Sima Yong did not seem to care.
"Good!. As we fought to break into the holding room, the inauguration ceremony was also held. Let there be no crowds and there are people who see the battle later" Sima Yong sighed happily.
Sima Yong arrived at the corner of the corridor that would lead to the exit towards the Tree of Dedalu field, stopping for a while. Fei Ma exited the pagoda domain, followed by Yu Mian, Wei Park and
Xong Hui Yong's.
Although at this moment everyone's appearance had changed and was difficult to recognize, yet the four of them used the secret code of Dong Xing's organization, then they immediately knew each other.
The three assassins were surprised by the appearance of two male figures aged fifty, dressed in all white who then stood near Sima Yong. The three assassins instantly unsheathed a weapon and were ready for battle..
"There is no need to be suspicious of these two friends. They were the Cloud Lord and the Earth Lord, who were the Emissaries of the Religion of Light.
This light religion has long been approached by the third Prince, but they have a connection in the past with the mother of the seventh Prince, he said, so that was when I also contacted the two Emissaries of the Light Religion to help free the seventh Prince"
The three Assassins of Dong Xing were relieved. After all, with the additional energy of those 2 level three and four earth SAINTS, it was extremely easy to make their work.
Although their current existence was very far from the Crown Prince's inauguration room, but when I sneered there were sounds of drums in the heal of the five people looking at each other, then Sima Yong nodded his code.
He then whistled loudly "Suiittt"
The seven practitioners were Sima Yong, Fei Ma, the three Assassins of Dong Xing and the two Envoys of the Bright Religion darted, flying like they were running on grass towards the Tree of Dedalu in the middle of the field. "Wush-wush-wush"
From that quiet-looking branch of Dedalu, seven shadows suddenly appeared, flying out, towards the direction where our seven practitioners were approaching.
The sound of the roaring wind resembled a storm as Sima Yong moved. His lips muttered the ice curse spell so that it turned the weather into dim, which was because the sun was covered in thick clouds. The atmosphere dramatically turned cold.
Secretly the seven practitioners from the Western Region felt horrified in their hearts.
Sima Yong's own hand, while flying running, seemed to be unceasingly moving, throwing an array of things that then surrounded the vast field. Now they were confined within a special array, which turned out to be functional in order to prevent outsiders from entering the battle arena and interfering.
"Tsing-tsing !" the sound of a sharp object hit when the SAGE female holding the staff swung a stick full of Qi power that was able to knock out a mountain.
"Death !" the curse.
On the other hand, his friend, a black-clothed SAGE, appeared to pierce his two fingers as hard as steel, causing pressure and a thumping sound, locking Sima Yong's body.
"Trangs" the sound of the impact, when without them being able to see, knew a red flash was moving extremely fast and repelled the stick's puncture and the Devil's Sword Finger's Puncture.
The hands of the two SAGE trembled in a tingling sensation as they clashed with the red flash sword. These two SAGEs jumped backwards keeping their distance.
Their eyes are increasingly pushed, indicating they are now more serious about witnessing the expertise displayed by the figure of a stiff-faced man (rigid for wearing a mask) in the bandage of the sect official (Sima Yong).
The actions of the two SAGE who retreated and kept that distance caused the other party's five SAINT intents to come to a halt. They stopped their attacks, and also jumped back along keeping their distance.
"Who are you? Please introduce the name. There are not many practitioners worthy of being called Demigods in this central region" the black-clad SAGE said.
Sima Yong pretended to laugh coldly so as to give a mysterious impression, then he replied...
"One's ability and high cultivation were not determined by any region in this God Filtration Continent.
If this lowly me has the ability of a demigod, it should be a wonder?"
Sima Yong further thickened the curse of the Moon Ice Storm. All of his soul power turned the atmosphere even colder. The goal was to scare the seven people.
He laughed inwardly, as he felt that the seven people from the Mysterious Sect in the West were trying to wrap their bodies with hot Qi, as they felt the air grow colder. He also made the illusion of darkness to become more concentrated, even though it was daytime.
While frowning...
"You are the expert who came last night to visit us. Very few people could make this kind of magic" the female SAGE said, her hands growing tighter touching the handle of the stick in her hands..
*Connected*
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