"What do you mean...... Don't let my children compete for the throne?" Liu Yao asked with some puzzlement.

"Your Majesty is wise, that's exactly what the minister meant!" Qiu Zhengfeng bowed his head slightly.

"Why is this?" Liu Yao looked at Qiu Zhengfeng, and after his eyes flickered a few times, he asked with a calm expression.

"Your Majesty has already said that Your Holiness has a premonition that chaos is coming, and intends to let Your Majesty abdicate and live in seclusion behind the scenes, so that Liu Rong can come out to preside over the overall situation. Since His Majesty himself has withdrawn, why do you want the princes to fight for a throne that has no real power, regardless of the feelings of brotherhood?" Qiu Zhengfeng said with a sincere expression.

Listening to Qiu Zhengfeng's words, Liu Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"In the humble opinion of the minister, it is better to hand over the power to choose the heir to the throne to Liu Rong. In this way, His Majesty not only ended up clean, but also avoided the intrigue between the princes and the brothers, wouldn't it be beautiful!" After Qiu Zhengfeng finished speaking, he stood aside, his eyes drooping slightly, waiting for Liu Yao's decision.

"That's it, just according to what the national teacher said!" After a while, Liu Yao's slightly tired voice sounded in the empty imperial study, but there seemed to be a sense of relief hidden in this exhaustion.

"The national teacher is really my good friend, and he can really share my worries!" Liu Yao held the desk in his hand, slowly stood up, and smiled at Qiu Zhengfeng.

"It's not too early, let's go back early!"

"Retire!"

After Qiu Zhengfeng's figure disappeared and the door of the imperial study was closed again, the smile on Liu Yao's face gradually faded.

"Since the development of things is irreversible, then I will take care of some affairs before abdicating!" Liu Yao muttered.

"Come, pass on my will, let all the princes and princesses go to the imperial dining room early tomorrow morning......"

Just as Liu Yao began to arrange the affairs of the palace, on Yandang Mountain, the waning moon was low, and the sky was about to dawn.

On the huge ring, a slightly thin figure stood straight, and under the flickering firelight around him, his figure swayed, giving the monks in the audience an illusion that it was not his shadow that was shaking, but the figure itself.

Zhuang Xuan raised his head slightly, looking at the white sky in the east, his eyes were clear.

Offstage, Cangduyun sat cross-legged in the crowd, and blood stains could be faintly seen on the corners of his mouth and placket. This bloodstain silently tells the tragedy of the previous battle. Still, he persevered and eventually narrowly outscored his opponent with a single move to make it into the top 32. Behind him, two silent middle-aged monks protected the twilight clouds in a subtle position. But anyone who is unfavorable to Cangyun will be hit by the two of them at the first time. These two people were the two who were by Cangduyun's side when Cangduyun and Zhuang Xuan met for the first time that day.

Looking at the figure in the ring, the corners of Cangduyun's mouth were slightly raised, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"The top thirty-two, what a surprise! Now that the chief disciples of the seven super sects have all withdrawn from the big competition, I don't know how many you will end up ranking in!" Cang Duyun thought quietly in his heart.

"Bang bang bang bang - "

The morning breeze blew, stirring Zhuang Xuan's clothes and making a burst of sound.

At this moment, there was already a young man standing opposite him. The young man was dressed in a light blue robe with a jade belt around his waist, and his long black hair was meticulously combed, tightly tied behind his head by a strip of cloth that was also light blue.

But the huge scar on his face, starting from the corner of his left eye and extending to the corner of his right mouth, made the young man who should have been out of the dust look a little hideous.

At that moment, no one pointed a finger at his appearance, and when the countless monks in the audience looked at him, there was no other color in their eyes except awe.

Most of the reason why people are like this is because of the strength of young people. But there is another reason, and that is where he came from.

Although the mundane world of the Zixuan Continent is ruled by the four major dynasties, there are some places that cannot be infiltrated by the forces of the four major dynasties. In the Zixuan Continent, in addition to those sect forces in such a place, there is another place, and that is the Black Domain.

The Black Domain is located in the middle of the Zixuan Continent and is surrounded by the four major dynasties, but it does not belong to the sphere of influence of any dynasty. It's not that the four dynasties didn't want to incorporate it into their own territory. It's because you don't have that strength.

The Black Domain is a three-way zone. There are a lot of fish and dragons here, countless felons and fugitives from the four major dynasties are gathered here, and there are also some sect disciples who came to the black domain after being sentenced out of the sect. It is to create an order that causes chaos in the Black Domain.

Despite the chaos, the rule of respecting strength on the Zixuan Continent is even more obvious here. The monks living in the Black Realm are more fanatical in their pursuit of strength and more respectful of the strong. All this has also created the strength of countless monks in the Black Domain.

The things that can be seen everywhere in the black domain are not spirit stones, not elixirs, not magic weapons, not even monks, but large and small life and death platforms. No one knows how many life and death platforms there are in the entire Black Domain. But in the Black City, the central city of the Black Domain, there is the largest life and death platform in the entire Black Domain, and even in the entire Zixuan Continent.

Here, there will be ten duels every day, with the winner alive and the loser dead.

A year ago, on this stage of life and death that had existed for countless years, a young man who was famous in the entire Black Domain walked out. The young man participated in one hundred and fourteen duels in six months, and was never defeated. And in his last battle, with the cultivation at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm, he killed an opponent in the marrow refining stage, which accelerated the fanaticism of countless monks towards him.

His name is unknown, only known by his nickname, the Blood Demon Knife.

But after that battle, the Blood Demon Knife never appeared on the life and death platform again, which made countless Black Domain monks who were obsessed with the Blood Demon Knife feel very lost.

It is said that the Blood Demon Knife has a hideous scar on its face.

The morning breeze was still the same, and Zhuang Xuan felt the majestic aura in the body of the young man opposite, but his expression did not change.

"From the beginning of the competition to the present, you are the only monk I admire, but now ......!" the young man glanced at Zhuang Xuan opposite and sighed leisurely.

"Zhuang Xuan is deeply honored to hear you say this! But now is not the time to make friends, let's fight first!" Hearing the young man's words, Zhuang Xuan was slightly stunned and said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the young man shook his head slowly.

"As soon as you get in the ring, you will be divided between life and death! I'm afraid that after the fight, I won't have a chance to make friends with you!"

"There's no room to turn around?" Zhuang Xuanjian raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Blood Demon Knife shook his head slowly, his expression solemn, not like a joke.

"In that case, let's fight!" Zhuang Xuan sighed a little helplessly. Although it was the first time he had fought with the Blood Demon Knife, from his speaking and acting style, Zhuang Xuan probably knew what kind of person he was. This kind of person has his own principles, and he has his own things to adhere to. Although this seemed incomprehensible to others, Zhuang Xuan could understand the persistence in the Blood Demon Knife's heart. Because in essence, Zhuang Xuan and the Blood Demon Knife are the same kind of people.

Zhuang Xuan can fight hard against enemies stronger than himself for his family and friends, and the Blood Demon Knife is to be able to live in this cruel world and go to the top step by step. Although the insistence in the hearts of the two is different, the nature is the same.

"Perhaps, that's why he was able to come to this day!" At this moment, Zhuang Xuan's heart felt a sense of pity for the Blood Demon Knife.

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