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Chapter 528: Cursing Ying

"The solution is simple, but it will take a long time," Gu Qianyou replied after some thought.

"Oh?" Zhong Shan was surprised. A simple solution?

"Water. All it takes is continuous rainfall. After a month of persistent rain, the toxic fog will dissipate," Gu Qianyou explained.

A month?

Zhong Shan frowned, pondering the situation.

"Your Majesty, it seems the villain Han is indeed calling for reinforcements!" Yi Yan said with a smile.

Zhong Shan glanced into the distance, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. "Reinforcements? Fine, I\'d like to see who dares come!"

"People\'s hearts are unpredictable. Maybe someone will," Yi Yan remarked.

"I say no one will," Zhong Shan asserted confidently.

Seeing Zhong Shan\'s certainty, Yi Yan fell silent.

"Summon those skilled in water magic and start creating rain clouds immediately. Gather wind mages to drive the clouds here. Everyone else, follow me to break this array!" Zhong Shan commanded.

"Yes!" came the prompt response.

Soon, under the influence of powerful water mages, countless black clouds began to gather in the sky.

"Boom"

With a clap of thunder, the rain began to fall.

"Splash, splash, splash..."

Inside Tian Guang City, the rain started to pour, gradually diluting the Five-Colored Poison Array. However, the array was strange and cunning; large amounts of toxic fog continuously emerged from unknown sources, replenishing what the rain washed away.

In Tian Guang City\'s imperial court:

Only Han Ji Guang\'s closest confidants remained.

"Your Majesty, if this rain continues, Tian Guang City will be indefensible in a month!" the person who set up the array said worriedly.

"No matter. A month is enough. Help will come," Han Ji Guang assured.

"Yes!" The person nodded and said no more.

Meanwhile, the surrounding empires received Han Ji Guang\'s plea for help. The letters were sincere, promising incredibly tempting rewards for those who came to his aid.

Various emperors pondered deeply.

In the northern part of Tian Guang City, in the Daxuan Empire:

In the emperor\'s study, the emperor sat at his desk, two rows of strategists standing before him.

If Zhong Shan were here, he would be shocked to recognize the emperor of the Daxuan Empire as Gu Xuan, one of the four crown princes of the Great Luo Heavenly Dynasty.

Hadn\'t Gu Xuan founded the Yongle Empire? Why was he now in the Daxuan Empire\'s palace?

Before Gu Xuan stood his strategists, including Fan Yipin.

Holding a letter, Gu Xuan\'s expression was peculiar. He handed the letter to Fan Yipin.

Fan Yipin quickly read it and passed it to the others.

"Han Ji Guang? Haha, it seems Your Majesty\'s disguise wasn\'t hidden well enough. Han Ji Guang knows your identity!" Fan Yipin laughed.

In the study, perhaps only Fan Yipin dared to joke with Gu Xuan.

"So what if they know? The Great Luo Heavenly Dynasty is no more. Who can still control me?" Gu Xuan laughed.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Fan Yipin nodded with a smile.

At this moment, the letter had made its way through the hands of the strategists.

"This Zhong Shan is growing too fast!" one strategist exclaimed.

"The Da Guang Dynasty, though only a dynasty, has the foundation of an empire. It should be beyond the reach of another dynasty. The rise of the Da Xia Dynasty defies common sense," another strategist said, shaking his head in concern.

"Shui Jing and Liu Yanyan were surely targeted by Zhong Shan\'s schemes against Your Majesty," Fan Yipin frowned.

Gu Xuan nodded, recognizing the truth. Shui Jing\'s death by poison and subsequent consumption by wolves was a ludicrous lie, but it had somehow convinced him. Zhong Shan was indeed ambitious and cunning.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of Han Ji Guang\'s offer?" Fan Yipin asked, looking at Gu Xuan.

"He promises to surrender his entire dynasty to me if I rescue him, provided I make him a prince of another surname?" Gu Xuan mused.

"Yes, Your Majesty. For a former emperor to pledge this much loyalty is remarkable. With Han Ji Guang, Your Majesty would gain a significant ally," Fan Yipin advised.

"No, Your Majesty. Han Ji Guang, a former emperor, will never truly submit. Once he regains strength, he will certainly turn against us. He cannot be trusted!" another strategist countered.

Although he opposed Fan Yipin\'s view, Fan Yipin remained calm. After all, a healthy debate among strategists was beneficial to the emperor.

"I support Mr. Fan\'s proposal. Han Ji Guang will never surpass Your Majesty. Even if he gathers talents, they will naturally follow Your Majesty, not a mere prince. Han Ji Guang will never be a threat," another strategist argued.

"Your Majesty, send troops. If you do, I guarantee at least three other dynasties will join you!" Fan Yipin insisted.

"No, Your Majesty. The Da Xia Dynasty\'s military power is too overwhelming. Engaging them now is unwise. Even if we gain Han Ji Guang, it\'s only a possibility. Confronting the Da Xia Dynasty will certainly bring heavy losses. Zhong Shan, driven by vengeance for Wei Yinglan, will fight with reckless abandon. What then?" the opposing strategist warned.

"Your Majesty, haven\'t you always been troubled by Huan Tulong\'s allegiance to Gu Zhengyi? With Han Ji Guang, the Yongle Dynasty will rival the Dayong Dynasty," Fan Yipin argued one last time.

Gu Xuan looked at everyone, pondered for a while, and shook his head. "No, we won\'t go!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the strategists responded immediately.

Gu Xuan\'s decision ended the debate. No one argued further.

"Dismissed!" Gu Xuan ordered.

"Yes!" the strategists nodded and left the study.

"Mr. Fan, why does His Majesty refuse to go? Han Ji Guang is as formidable as Huan Tulong," a strategist asked Fan Yipin.

"Sigh, it\'s not that His Majesty doesn\'t want to go. He fears an unexpected defeat. Currently, although we are not as strong as the Dayong Dynasty, we are close. A loss in this battle could open us up to an attack from Dayong. Gu Zhengyi is not a benevolent figure. His Majesty has his considerations. We strategists must simply advise and plan accordingly," Fan Yipin explained.

"Understood. Thank you for the guidance, Mr. Fan!" the strategist said.

Fan Yipin nodded in acknowledgment.

As Zhong Shan had predicted, various factions, each hindered by their own constraints, did not come to Han Ji Guang\'s aid despite his promises.

Thus, the solitary city of Tian Guang stood alone, slowly eroded by continuous rain, marching towards its inevitable end—

During the siege of Tian Guang City by the Da Xia Dynasty, deep within the East Sea:

A massive and imposing undersea palace stood.

This palace was called the Crystal Palace.

Outside the Crystal Palace, a massive chariot was parked on the plaza. The chariot was harnessed to nine gigantic dragons—this was a dragon chariot.

Numerous stern soldiers stood waiting outside. Among them was a familiar face to Zhong Shan—Bai Ye, who had been bitten by Ying and had reached the Emperor Extreme realm. Despite his lofty status, Bai Ye stood respectfully outside, waiting. The presence of the nine-dragon chariot meant only one person could be inside—Ying!

The Crystal Palace, the largest palace of the Dragon Clan.

Inside resided the Dragon Clan\'s Supreme, Ao Sihai.

At this moment, inside the palace, two of the world\'s most formidable figures sat. Both in power and status, they were at the pinnacle.

The first was Ao Sihai, the Supreme of the Dragon Clan, the most powerful of the demon clans.

The second was Ying, the Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Ying, dressed in a nine-dragon black water robe and a black jade crown, exuded an aura of authority and power. Ao Sihai, appearing around fifty in human years, wore a blue crystal dragon scale robe and a crystal dragon crown, looking exceedingly regal.

The two sat at the highest point of the Crystal Palace, and in the palace were also Hao Meili and the Western Poison Emperor.

"Ao Sihai, what are you doing? Are you trying to breach our agreement and strip me of my rights?" Hao Meili glared at Ao Sihai with anger.

Ao Sihai\'s eyes flashed with a hint of anger as he looked at Hao Meili.

"Leave now!" Ao Sihai said in a deep voice.

"Leave? My Hao family contract is about to be nullified by you, and you want me to leave? What does the Dragon Clan contract mean to you? Is it something you can change at will?" Hao Meili retorted defiantly.

"So this is the bloodline left by Hao Tian? A body of ten thousand evils, how interesting!" Ying suddenly smiled.

Hearing Ying\'s voice, Hao Meili turned her eyes to Ying.

It was him, he was the one trying to strip her of her rights?

"You, it\'s you, you devil! I curse you! I curse you to be struck by lightning, to die a horrible death!" Hao Meili screamed at Ying.

Seeing Hao Meili cursing him, Ying\'s eyes turned cold. Although Ying didn\'t care about Hao Meili\'s attacks, it didn\'t mean he could tolerate being insulted.

"I curse you..." Hao Meili continued to curse.

She hoped that by cursing, she could bring death to the man before her and solve all her problems.

"Humph!" Ying let out a cold snort.

"Pu~~~~~~~"

Hao Meili spat a mouthful of blood.

"Disciple!" The Western Poison Emperor quickly supported Hao Meili, worried.

"You, why are you okay?" Hao Meili looked at Ying, unable to understand.

Why was he unharmed? Why didn\'t her curse work? He had injured her, attacked her, so why hadn\'t her curse taken effect?

"Ying, let it be. I am partly to blame for her situation. I will expel her from the Dragon Palace and she will never be allowed to return," Ao Sihai said.

"Hmm!" Ying nodded, satisfied with the decision.

Hao Meili, seeing this exchange, her eyes filled with venom, refrained from continuing her curses. Despite her spoiled nature, she knew some people couldn\'t be provoked, and Ying was one of them.

Finally, Hao Meili turned her gaze to Ao Sihai.

"Ao Sihai, I will make you regret this!" Hao Meili spat venomously.

She then left the Crystal Palace with the Western Poison Emperor. Ao Sihai watched her leave, his eyes cold.

Back at Tian Guang City, surrounded by Zhong Shan\'s army, the strange multicolored toxic fog continued to be washed away by the continuous rain. However, the toxic fog, replenished by unknown sources, still posed a threat.

In the imperial court of Tian Guang City, Han Ji Guang\'s confidants gathered.

"Your Majesty, if this rain continues, Tian Guang City will be indefensible in a month!" the array master said worriedly.

"No matter. A month is enough. Help will come," Han Ji Guang assured them.

"Yes!" The confidants nodded and said no more.

Meanwhile, the surrounding dynasties had received Han Ji Guang\'s desperate pleas. The letters were sincere, promising incredible rewards for assistance. Various emperors pondered deeply.

But as Zhong Shan had predicted, no one moved to help. Everyone was constrained by their own circumstances, leaving Tian Guang City isolated and slowly marching towards its inevitable doom.