The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor's Corpse-Chapter 158 This is the Sword Dao, Sword Realm!

The hall was silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

No one present understood this sudden change.

Everyone looked puzzled!

"Ninth Prince!" Tang Rongrong ran out and reached the Ninth Prince.

"How are you?" she asked.

The Ninth Prince’s face was pale. He couldn’t comprehend not being able to draw his sword before Yang Yan.

The sword he let go actually drew itself, cutting through the force he had cultivated and injuring him!

*The sequence of events left him baffled!*

"Twelfth Princess, why, why did this happen?" he asked Tang Rongrong beside him.

Tang Rongrong shook her head.

"Ninth Prince, I’m not sure either.

But I think it must be his doing." She looked directly at Yang Yan.

"Is it him?"

"It has to be him. There is no one else." Tang Rongrong said seriously.

She raised her hand.

"He could use an evil technique to harm you, but my flame is a righteous existence.

Maybe I can suppress his evil technique!"

As she spoke, crimson Profound Qi surged from her body.

The Fiery Flame Divine Sword flew over, landing in her hand.

She grasped the scabbard of the Fiery Flame Divine Sword and then stood up, boldly intending to draw the sword.

"Hmm?" Her expression changed.

The sword in her hand didn’t move!

"Could it be that my flame can’t suppress the evil technique?" Tang Rongrong thought silently.

She circulated her Profound Qi, gripping the scabbard tightly.

Using all her strength, she wanted to draw the sword.

But the sword remained in her hand, and no matter how hard she tried, the Fiery Flame Divine Sword wouldn’t come out of the scabbard!

Her crimson Profound Qi attempted to flow into the sword, forcibly trying to control the Fiery Flame Divine Sword.

However, as soon as it entered, her expression changed.

She spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, causing the crimson Profound Qi on her body to immediately retract inside.

"My sword released Sword Qi and backfired on me!" Tang Rongrong looked at the Fiery Flame Divine Sword she had nurtured for years in her hand.

This treasure sword, which was in harmony with her, was repelling her!

"What kind of evil technique are you using!" Tang Rongrong raised her head and questioned Yang Yan.

Yang Yan’s eyes flickered slightly at this moment.

"Evil technique? This is the Sword Dao Sword Realm," he said calmly.

Being unable to draw a sword in front of him was just a variation he had discovered through exploration.

His path of the Sword Dao was just beginning.

*Using a sword against him would result in shattering and backfire.*

*Sword Qi, Sword Force, Sword Intent—all were the same.*

*The Supreme Sword Dao was not to be challenged!*

*And this was just a start.*

Yang Yan’s path was to go further.

From using the sword, returning to drawing the sword was the beginning.

Preventing others from drawing a sword in his presence was the first step.

"In the future, there will be those who can’t even move Sword Qi in front of me!"

*Emperor of the swords!*

*Not to be challenged by others!*

"Sword Dao? Sword Realm?" Tang Rongrong was surprised. "Ninth Prince, have you heard of such a Sword Dao, Sword Realm?"

The Ninth Prince shook his head after pondering.

"No!"

"Did you hear that? Even the Ninth Prince, a genius in the Sword Dao, says he hasn’t.

Don’t think you can deceive us!

Evil technique is simply an evil technique!" Tang Rongrong stated firmly.

"Using an evil technique in the righteous path, you know the consequences!"

Yang Yan raised a hand to stop Tang Qingqing from pouring more wine.

"Sword Dao genius? Does he count?

If he says no, then there isn’t? There are many things in this world that you all don’t know about!" he said softly.

"I didn’t expect the direct sons of the royal family to be so ignorant."

Tang Rongrong was furious.

"We are not ignorant; it’s you who speaks too darkly.

What kind of Sword Dao would be like yours, where one cannot even draw a sword in front of you?

Moreover, you call this Sword Dao; can you even use a sword?"

Yang Yan’s eyes flickered.

The Fiery Flame Divine Sword kept trembling, then suddenly drew itself.

A shape of a flame sword gathered in the air, then charged straight toward Tang Rongrong.

Tang Rongrong, frightened out of her wits, exclaimed.

This was the Flame Sword Dao she had cultivated, yet the other party had displayed it with her own Fiery Flame Divine Sword.

"No..." she screamed in fear.

The Fiery Flame Divine Sword landed before her and pierced into the ground in front of her.

"This is the Sword Dao, Sword Realm," he said calmly.

Tang Rongrong looked at Yang Yan with timidity.

"You, how do you know the Sword Dao I cultivated?"

Yang Yan looked at her.

"Because your sword is my sword!

Your Sword Dao is my Sword Dao!

Your Sword Realm is my Sword Realm!

Therefore, you are also within my grasp!"

As he said this, Profound Qi surged from Tang Rongrong’s body.

It condensed into a red sword shape on her and then bowed before Yang Yan.

Tang Rongrong, herself, was kneeling on the ground.

Her head pressed down, as if facing the current emperor!

"This..."

The people around were shocked at this scene.

"What kind of ability is this!"

"Not an ability, more like a Dao Skill!"

"Is it Sword Dao? Impossible, there’s no such Sword Dao!"

Even the Third Prince Tang Ning, who hadn’t shown much change in expression while sitting at the top, displayed a look of horror as if he had seen a ghost!

*This kind of Sword Dao, Sword Realm!*

*He had never seen or heard of it!*

*How could this be possible!* Tang Ning was shaken.

Yang Yan pressed his finger down, and the flame condensed by Profound Qi on the kneeling Tang Rongrong disappeared.

She looked at Yang Yan, showing a terrified expression.

"He, he, so frightening!"

The display by Yang Yan scared her into breaking her sword heart.

*In the future, she wouldn’t dare touch a sword when she saw one.*

"Your Majesty!" Tang Qingqing and Tang Zhenyuan were also shocked.

*They knew Yang Yan was strong, but not to such a degree.*

"This is nothing," Yang Yan said calmly. "With me here, tell me, does the Eighth Prince have the qualification to compete for the position of Crown Prince Candidate?"

He glanced around. Under his gaze, everyone dared not meet his eyes and lowered their heads one by one.

*At that moment, everyone understood.*

The Eighth Prince, Tang Zhenyuan, had found a powerful supporter.

*To ascend to the position of Crown Prince Candidate, besides one’s own cultivation, having a powerful supporter was the most crucial thing.*

*Because having a powerful supporter indicated a strong fortune for the prince.*

*Having a powerful supporter also signified the prince’s capabilities were not simple.*

*An ordinary person couldn’t persuade a strong cultivator to support them!*

*And with sufficient cultivation and a powerful supporter,*

*the chance to compete for the position of Crown Prince Candidate was great.*

Clap, clap, clap!

Tang Ning began clapping his hands.

"Brother Eighth Prince, to find such an existence to support you,

your fortune and capability are indeed remarkable!

As your Royal Brother, I feel a bit inferior."

"Brother Third Prince has said so, and I won’t stand on ceremony.

I’m indeed stronger than you!

Now I wish for everyone to support me; is there a problem?" Tang Zhenyuan boldly demanded, directly vying for supporters.

For a moment, the people present hesitated.

The Eighth Prince, Tang Zhenyuan, was indeed a good choice.

"Brother Eighth Prince..." Tang Ning wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, his gaze falling on where Yang Yan was sitting.

Others also followed his gaze and saw that Yang Yan was no longer there.

"Star Shifting!" Tang Ning uttered the four words.

Everyone present broke into a sweat, even Tang Qingqing and Tang Zhenyuan.

"Father has made a move!" Tang Qingqing immediately stood up. "Brother Eighth Prince, quickly, to the Imperial Palace!"