The light of the capital of the Flame Empire soon spread throughout the Flame Empire, and not only the Flame Empire, but also the surrounding countries knew a little bit about it. That's right, what has been spreading longer than the light is human words.

"The walls of Shangbang should be the strongest in the Flame Empire, except for the strongest imperial capital, of course. Somewhere in Shangbang City, a young man in black said slowly with a cup.

The young man, for some unknown reason, was dressed in pure black clothes, with a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of heroic eyes. At his waist, he also has a fire gun from the Fire Empire pinned to him at this moment.

Then, seeing that the other side did not answer immediately, he drank the liquid in the cup and stared at the person opposite.

"Yes, Tianmen, a border town that has been important for hundreds of years, is far inferior to Shangbang. The other side sighed. Similarly, in line with the black-clothed boy, he took the cup and drank the contents in one gulp.

Before the young man could continue to taste the elixir, the fresh fruit of the West's specialty was brought to him again.

"The fruits of the West have a different flavor. The man on the other side asked with a slightly flattering smile.

"Yes, the Western Realm and the Imperial Capital are two styles. The young man in black replied lightly, picked up a blood-red fruit, and tasted it slowly.

The man across from him was just a nobody in the uniform of the Imperial Army.

However, the young man in black seems to be the same as him, and he is not a person who attracts much attention.

The nobody, named Anche, had already found the young man in black more than ten days ago, for the sake of Shangbang City and his master.

The two sides didn't talk much, but from the eyes and words of the two, it was clear that the conversation went very well.

They know that soon, big changes will spread from small cities.

"Wait for you to begin, wait for the destruction of the Empire. That's our chance, and it's your family's chance, hahaha. The black-clothed boy laughed wildly.

He knew that he was waiting for an opportunity to open the Pandora's box of destruction, starting from the western borders of the empire. This magic box will rely on the Dragon Realm in the future to completely lead everything to destruction.

The Flame Empire, such a huge empire at the center of the world, originated in the East and dominated the Central Plains. Here, the city, this location, seems to be vividly embodied.

"The decree of the Flame Empire stretches from the cold realm in the north to the sea in the south, to the imperial capital in the east, and to the west in the west. Outside the Western Border, it can't be governed, and even the center of the Western Border, the Shangbang, can't be governed, right? The young man in black said sinisterly, looking somewhere in the city.

The other seat An Che understood, and with a wave of his right hand, the surrounding people immediately retreated. Within three seconds, the surroundings were empty. Only the afterglow of the setting sun in the western part of the sky remains.

"Under the difficulty of employing troops, the empire will inevitably recruit warriors from the west, and it is difficult for the warriors from the west to keep their hearts. Now, what will the little emperor do?" said the young man in black to An Che with a slight mockery.

However, he did not wait for an answer under Anche's complicated eyes. Suddenly several dark shadows flashed around him. The black shadow circled around the black-clothed boy a few times, and then he completely disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared.

"He, it's impossible to make any moves!" looked at the place where the boy left, Anche didn't know what kind of emotion she had, and said viciously. Immediately, he slammed his sword into the ground and walked backwards.

Gradually, the sun threw its last rays of afterglow, and gradually, the breath of darkness shrouded in. After neither day nor night, the real night could not be suppressed and began to devour the entire Flame Empire. From Shangbang to the imperial capital, a night, the night that crossed the empire slowly fell. It's just that no one can perceive that the night is the real night, and the dawn of the night cannot be seen.

Looking at the night, Ye Mingyuan thought about his recent series of encounters. From the Dragon Mirror Stone obtained from Ye Gu, the dangers encountered on the train, the friend Ziwu I saw, and then to the Shangbang where I am now.

Between the options and the answers, he seemed to have some clear context. But he didn't belong to the Flame Empire, he didn't belong to the Northern Cold Empire, and he didn't belong to the other countries of the continent. In addition to the answers he was looking for, he had a deeper purpose. Once all parties in Longqing really start to play, as the son of the dragon clan, his opportunity will come.

When vulnerable, a single spark can swallow an entire forest, and a single drop of fire can burn an entire city. The opportunity that Ye Mingyuan was waiting for was still in the stage of seed germination, and he needed to wait for the moisture of the water source.

Suddenly, Ye Mingyuan felt a surge of heat flash through his body. He subconsciously looked for the dragon mirror stone on his body, and the dragon mirror stone still maintained its original appearance, no glow, no heat.

In an instant, a flash of fire swept across the sky. Like a shooting star, the firelight leaves its tail on the trail that crosses, and it looks out of place in the dark night sky.

What one didn't expect was that after just a few minutes, the fire grew bigger and bigger. When the night sky was lit up like dawn, a loud rumble rang through everyone's ears.

In an instant, a huge fireball fell in Shangbang City, and suddenly, a sea of fire.

The place where the fire started was only a part of the center of Shangbang, but immediately after, along with the light of the fire in Shangbang, shouts of killing came from all directions.

Although he did not recall why he came to Shangbang, Ye Mingyuan knew that there was someone he was looking for and a direction for him to move forward in the future. That person will eventually appear in front of him with a raging fire.

"The flames, here. Ye Mingyuan shouted excitedly inexplicably, but instead of rushing into the center of Shangbang, he walked towards the high ground outside the city, at this time, what Ye Mingyuan needed to do was to watch the fire from the other side.

In the history of the Flame Empire, the Western Frontier has always been the focus of competition between the Flame Empire and the Western States, and therefore, the Flame Empire will choose to hire some warriors from the West when the military pressure increases. However, they do not remain loyal at all times, and whenever they have the opportunity, the western center of the empire, Shangbang, will quickly lose control, waiting for the next person to recover. At this moment, the leader of the warriors of the Western Outer Regions, taking advantage of the fire, has entered the city of Shangbang.

"Chong, take the upper state, and we can be kings here!" shouted An Keshan, the leader of the warriors of the Western Outer Countries, whose dream of being the king had not been broken despite having surrendered to the Flame Empire for many years.

A few days earlier, a letter had informed him of the imminent chaos in the city and asked him to gather his men. He also knew that once he took advantage of the chaos to capture Shangbang, he would be able to quickly control the western border. After controlling the Western Territory, the little emperor of the Flame Empire, whose focus is on Longqing, will inevitably not be able to recover it immediately. When the situation is stable, he can sit firmly as the king of the western realm. He thinks so, and he does.

And now Shangbang, under the cover of intense flames, is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

And the smoothness of this opportunity was not even expected by An Keshan himself.

By the time his men galloped into the city of Shangbang, the Imperial garrison had not even prepared their red armor and weapons.

The sharp swords of the warriors of the Western Foreign Countries, combined with the raging fire of the agreement, did not take long for the soldiers of the empire who still had combat strength to fall near the white tent outside the barracks, and there was no possibility of survival.

Soon, the Flame Empire's barracks and consulates in Shangbang were quickly controlled one after another. The generals of the Lin family who defended the city were also tied up by his soldiers and sent to the commander's camp that originally belonged to him.

The fire was still burning, but the battle was almost over.

"Ankeshan, do you think you can sit firmly if you take Shangbang?" Facing Ankeshan, Lin Gu, the general defending the city, asked without showing weakness.

Looking at Lin Gu's disdainful expression, An Keshan was full of the mockery that a careerist should have.

"Why can't Lao Tzu sit still? Hmph, I'll give you a look. As if demonstrating, Ankeshan sat down next to the commander of the barracks, who was already wearing the flag of the Flame Empire.

Immediately, An Keshan stared at Lin Gu and didn't say a word for a long time.

After a few minutes, after some deliberation, Lin Gu suddenly laughed, and shouted at An Keshan with anger: "Your Majesty the Emperor's point is not here, once the affairs of the imperial capital are completed, don't say you, wherever the Flame Empire can go, it will be controlled by Your Majesty." When the time comes, you won't even be left with ashes. Hahaha......"

"Empire? Do you think the Empire doesn't know about the arrangements here? The Western Frontier was originally the testing ground of the Empire. An Keshan also laughed.

"Proving ground?" Lin Gu guessed a little flusteredly, with a sense of disbelief in his eyes.

However, An Keshan did not give him a chance to continue speaking, and the fine iron long knife that belonged to the warriors of the Western Outer Regions was already in his hands.

The sound of the wind swept by, and when Enkeshan's hand fell, Lin Gu stopped making a sound.

The fire of Shangbang has gradually subsided, and the dawn has arrived, and by the time the first rays of sunlight shine on Shangbang, the banner of the Flame Empire has ceased to exist.

"You've finally done your job, move on. On the high ground outside the city, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in Ye Mingyuan's ears.

"Who are you?" Ye Mingyuan looked back, but there was only a silent forest in the dark night, and there was no one else.

Suddenly, a violent headache hit.

Unable to support it, Ye Mingyuan fell asleep, and the fragments of memory were once again repeated under the surging power of the demonic source.