Chapter 268: Chapter 234: People of the Palace? Kill Without Mercy!

In the vast hall, a profound silence lingered, broken only by the flow of time as if the air had solidified.

After an indeterminate amount of time, a sound finally emerged from the lofty place above.

Just a single, brief word, yet it carried the overwhelming majesty from the heavens above.

"Proclaim!"

This word struck heavily upon the woman below, making any notion of refusal impossible.

Outside the palace gates, a piercing cold wind howled as it swept in, kicking up the dust from the ground.

Lu Xuan’s dark black robe fluttered loudly as he stood there like a statue.

This feeling?

Lu Xuan raised his gaze toward the towering palace gate ahead, his eyes full of apprehension and caution.

This was a feeling that made even a martial artist of the Divine Mansion Realm tremble with fear.

For the first time since practicing martial arts, Lu Xuan had this urge to immediately flee a thousand miles away.

Lu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint purple glow emanating from his pupils as if he was contemplating something.

With his martial arts body technique at the Blood Refining Realm, he could execute it immediately.

Lu Xuan could break free from the shackles of the Divine Mansion Realm’s earthly power, treading the void like solid ground.

With one step, he could cross mountains and rivers, reaching a thousand miles away in an instant.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Lu Xuan’s initially tense nerves slightly loosened.

The caution that lingered in his heart was finally suppressed by Lu Xuan.

Suddenly!

The palace gates in front of Lu Xuan slowly opened, and when they were fully ajar...

Inside the palace gates, beyond the regal guards standing straight in their pitch-black armor, there was surprisingly no one else.

It was at this moment that Mei Qingyu, who had been standing silently behind Lu Xuan, tilted her lips into a subtle smile, speaking softly.

"Mr. Lu, please!"

Upon entering the palace gates, the figures before Lu Xuan began to multiply.

Within the palace, structures and halls were arranged intricately, and every few hundred meters, there were royal guards standing in neat rows.

Among these royal guards, there were even martial artists at the Blood Refining Realm.

In any other locality, martial artists of the Blood Refining Realm held substantial positions, but here in the palace, they were merely gatekeepers.

With Mei Qingyu and others leading the way, Lu Xuan passed through a corridor of a palace.

Suddenly, five or six figures appeared ahead, standing side by side with a casual demeanor, showing no intention of stepping aside.

Their eyes bore straight into Lu Xuan and his companions.

Mei Qingyu’s expression abruptly changed; her previously calm eyes flashed with an extremely sharp killing intent.

Though Mei Qingyu’s terrifying killing intent was fleeting and concealed very well, it could not escape Lu Xuan’s perception.

Lu Xuan’s lips curved slightly upward, revealing a knowing smile.

He pondered silently; it seemed someone was using these people to cause trouble for him.

Because, the people appearing before him were all eunuchs dressed in royal palace attire.

The leading eunuch appeared to be around thirty years old, dressed in a deep red robe, its rich hue resembling a blooming rose.

The collar and cuffs of the red robe were embroidered with intricate patterns that shimmered under the sunlight.

The eunuch’s complexion hinted at an unnatural softness, with a pale luster that reflected off his thin, rigid face, and cruel eyes.

He pulled his lips slightly, revealing a half-smiling expression, and spoke in a strange, mocking tone.

"Oh, isn’t this Qingyu?"

"What’s this? Qingyu not working within the Plum Blossom Hall, what brings you here?"

"Are all Plum Blossom Guards so leisurely?"

"This really makes us eunuchs quite envious!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Qingyu’s face instantly turned pale, quickly followed by a flush of intense anger.

The killing intent in her eyes now showed unabashedly, bursting out like a tangible force, as if surrounded by a layer of coldness.

"Wei Wuji, get out of my way immediately; do you eunuchs want to die?"

Upon hearing this, the eunuch named Wei Wuji not only showed no intention of backing down but took a step forward instead.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a bloodthirsty gleam flickered in his eyes, staring fiercely at Mei Qingyu like a ghost ready to devour.

The venomous hatred in Wei Wuji’s gaze seemed founded on a life-and-death vendetta, desperate to immediately end Mei Qingyu’s life.

The surrounding air grew still as their eyes locked in an envy-filled standoff, tension filled the atmosphere, ready to explode.

Wei Wuji had always harbored deep resentment toward the Plum Blossom Guards, particularly Mei Qingyu, who felt like a thorn and a bone in his throat.

He wanted nothing more than to drink her blood, devour her flesh, to quench his burning hatred.

Ever since the dreaded Plum Blossom Guards appeared, the eunuchs were thrown into the depths of despair.

During the former emperor’s reign, the eunuchs firmly held most of the palace power.

But now, much of that power had been forcibly taken by the Plum Blossom Guards.

Matters previously decided by them, martial arts resources allocated, were all seized by the Plum Blossom Guards.

Consequently, the eunuchs’ salaries and benefits naturally shrank significantly.

All of these issues, the eunuchs blamed on the Plum Blossom Guards.