The palace was shrouded in darkness. The guards carrying lanterns patrolled quietly. The night wind blew without any noise. It was as if the previous movements had never existed. Or rather, it was just a rat in a pavilion. It was not worth mentioning.
In the imperial study, the son of Heaven, Xiao Xuan, looked down at Li Zhongkang, Lu Siquan, and the others with his hands behind his back. He said calmly,
“Take this Buddha lamp with you.”
“Oh?”He raised his head and looked over. His eyes were filled with confusion and shock.
..
The red flames churned, penetrating the forbidden technique and burning the core of the mansion. Meng Qi succeeded in one strike and did not stop. He escaped into the sea of clouds and left.
