Super System Plundering the Heaven

Ye Yu and Tianji Zi looked at the projection.    

The scene on the screen kept flashing, as if it was playing at a speed several times faster than before.    

The years in the illusion realm might only be a few dozen minutes in the modern world.    

Most of the time, the projected scene was flashing at a rapid speed.    

However, in certain circumstances, the projected images would return to normal.    

Tianji Zi stroked his beard and looked at the projected image with a frown.    

"Fellow Daoist Ye Yu..."    

"You said that this illusion realm is the real world?"    

Tianji Zi's voice reminded Ye Yu of the three lives he had experienced.    

"Maybe, maybe not!"    

Ye Yu's clear voice rang out, "Who can differentiate between Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly and Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly?"    

Tianji Zi pondered for a while and found that he had no idea what was going on.    

Shaking his head, Tianji Zi looked at the projection again.    

In the projection, Sima Tingfeng left the military tent and sneaked back to Shield Mountain City.    

After returning to the city, Sima Tingfeng didn't rest. Instead, he picked up the soldiers under his command.    

Standing on Shield Mountain City, Sima Tingfeng looked at the deep night sky.    

In the cold wind, Sima Tingfeng stood silently for a long time.    

Finally, with a flick of his cloak, he walked down Shield Mountain City's city wall.    

"Let's go!"    

Sima Tingfeng shouted in a low voice and took the lead to charge on his horse.    

The army of three hundred thousand moved behind Sima Tingfeng. They all left Shield Mountain City and headed in an unknown direction.    

Tianji Zi saw this scene and stroked his beard as he muttered, "Daoist Ye Yu, why do you think Sima Tingfeng gave up on guarding Shield Mountain City?"    

"If he insisted on defending the city, with the risk of Shield Mountain City and the three hundred thousand soldiers, he might be able to stop Li Huating!"    

Ye Yu thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's because Sima Tingfeng knows Li Huating's mother."    

"Maybe it's because Fenghua Empire has completely decayed and there's no turning back."    

"Maybe it's because Sima Tingfeng has other plans, or maybe it's because of the book Li Huating placed on the table!"    

Ye Yu's clear voice rang out." Anyway, with Sima Tingfeng abandoning the city, the Fenghua Empire is completely finished! "    

In the palace of the Fenghua Empire.    

Zhao Yuyin lifted the warm silk quilt on his body.    

His shrivelled body loosened and collapsed, emitting the twilight of his old age.    

Zhao Yuyin walked down from the dragon bed. His knees were soft and weak, and he hurriedly held onto the bed. Only then did he not fall.    

The silk fell down, covering a section of smooth long legs on the dragon bed.    

"Tsk! Little fairy!"    

Zhao Yunyin berated in a low voice, and his aged and turbid eyes revealed a hint of reminiscence.    

"Someone come!"    

Following Zhao Yuyin's call, a group of palace maids with excellent figures and looks walked into the chambers.    

"Paying respects to Your Majesty!"    

The palace maids bowed in unison.    

"Get up and put on your clothes!"    

Zhao Yingyin stood up straight and said with a dignified tone.    

"Yes!"    

The palace maid lightly helped Zhao Yuyin put on the dragon robe. After washing up, she slowly left.    

Zhao Yuyin perked up and walked out of the chambers.    

In the Imperial Court, Zhao Yuyin sat on the dragon throne.    

As he patrolled the group of officials who had uneasy expressions on their faces, a look of displeasure appeared in Zhao Yuanyin's eyes.    

"Hmph! This bunch of cowardly ministers!"    

"Isn't it just a small rebellion? It's as if the chaotic army has already reached the foot of the Imperial City!"    

Zhao Yingyin's heart was boiling with anger. The more he looked at these ministers, the angrier he became.    

"Dear ministers, is there anything you need to report?"    

Zhao Yunyin's slightly hoarse voice reverberated throughout the Imperial Court.    

All the officials looked at each other, but none of them went forward to speak.    

Zhao Yuanyin coldly snorted when he saw this.    

"Since there's nothing to report, then let's do it this way!"    

"It's just a mere rebellion, General Sima will immediately lead the army to suppress the rebellion!"    

"All you need to do is carry out your duties and quietly wait for the good news!"    

"If there are people who are plotting against us, don't blame me for disregarding the relationship between the emperor and the emperor!"    

Zhao Yuyin's tone was neither light nor heavy as he knocked on the group of officials and shouted, "Disperse!"    

After Zhao Yingyin finished speaking, the officials all knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.    

"Officials, send His Majesty off respectfully!"    

Zhao Yingyin nodded, wanting to get up and return to the harem.    

He somewhat missed that graceful body on the dragon bed.    

"Reporting..."    

"Report in a hurry..."    

A stern shout that came from afar caused Zhao Yingyin to stop his footsteps.    

Thump, thump, thump...    

The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard from outside the Imperial Court.    

In the next moment, a soldier with messy armor rushed into the Imperial Court.    

Dong!    

The soldier ran into the Imperial Court and knelt on the ground. His face was pale and his body was trembling slightly.    

"Your Majesty, urgent report!"    

Seeing this, Zhao Yingyin tried to fool him in his heart.    

Sitting on the dragon throne once again, Zhao Yingyin steadied his voice and said with a dignified tone, "What is it?"    

The imperial city guard lowered his head to the ground and said with a dry voice, "Northern Chill Army..."    

"Soldiers have already arrived at the city walls!"    

Putong!    

A dull sound came from the dragon throne.    

The officials looked up and saw Zhao Yuyin fall down from the dragon throne!    

"What did you say?!"    

Zhao Yingyin struggled to stand up. He could not care less about his messy dragon robe and shouted sternly, "The Northern Chill Army has reached the imperial city?"    

"That's impossible!"    

Zhao Yuyin's expression was panicked as he shouted in fear, "You are lying to Zhen!"    

"Zhen still has the country protecting general!"    

"Zhen still has 300 thousand troops!"    

"Zhen still has the impregnable Shield Mountain City!"    

"How could he, Li Huating, possibly attack the imperial city!"    

Lowering his head to look at the Imperial City guards, Zhao Yuanyin coldly shouted, "Men!"    

"Drag down this scoundrel who has bewitched the crowd and chop him down!"    

The imperial city guards kneeling in the imperial court were shocked when they heard this and hurriedly shouted, "Your Majesty, spare me!"    

"What this official said is true!"    

"Outside the imperial city, over a hundred thousand troops have come!"    

"The military flag floating in the formation is the Beiliang Army!"    

Zhao Yingyin's vision turned black when he heard that. His body swayed a little and nearly rolled down from the dragon throne.    

"Impossible, this is impossible!"    

Zhao Yunyin came back to his senses, muttering to himself as he ran in the direction of the Imperial City.    

Outside the imperial city of Fenghua Empire.    

The army with soaring killing intent was lined up neatly and pointed straight at the imperial city!    

Li Huating stood at the front of the army formation, his eyes calmly staring at the panicking defending troops above the imperial city.    

Red Lotus, who was wearing a flexible armor, stood not far behind Li Huating, a look of anticipation flashing across her eyes from time to time.    

"Young Master said that the wife he wants to marry is called Red Lotus."    

Looking at Li Huating's back, Red Lotus's heart was filled with endless sweetness.    

Thump, thump, thump...    

On the Imperial City, the sound of dense footsteps could be heard.    

Zhao Yuyin and the group of ministers all ran to the top of the city wall.    

Looking at the Beiliang Army outside the imperial city, whose baleful aura soared into the sky, Zhao Yuanyin directly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.    

"The heavens want to kill me!"    

The civil and military officials standing on the city walls looked at the Beiliang Army led by Li Huating, and all of their hands and feet felt cold.    

At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds.    

Now that they had cut off Zhao Yuanyin's head and joined in, would they be able to make it in time?