In the twelfth year of Yonghui, the Qintian Prison's veins cracked, revealing a bronze emperor coffin engraved with the Chinese characters "Zhao Kai".
The man in the coffin is holding half of the Great Liang Dragon Bird, and the red chi sword that should be in Xu Weixiong's hand is stuck in his heart.
The libertine who always sprinkled gold foil at the top of Tai'an City was suddenly involved in the center of the storm——
Every time he takes a step, golden patterns like dragon scales appear on the ground;
With every laugh, a corner of the Liyang Ancestral Temple collapsed.
During Xu Fengnian's third trip, he discovered that Zhao Kai's childhood birth lock was hidden in the dressing box of Empress Beimang; Chen Zhibao's white-horse Yi Cong encountered a mysterious heavy armored cavalry, and the armor patterns perfectly matched the gold foil between Zhao Kai's fingers;
And from the severed bronze chain at the bottom of Tingchao Pavilion, blood-colored gold sand was pouring out continuously, spelling out Zhao Kai's birth date in the air.
When Zhao Kai stabbed Xu Weixiong's broken sword into his chest with his own hands, the entire Jinluan Palace in Tai'an City began to grow flesh and blood.
It turns out that the real dragon vein of the Liyang Zhao family was planted into the bone marrow of this illegitimate child twenty years ago.
This time,
He wants to use his body as bait to rewrite the imperial genealogy of this world on the corpses of the thirty-six great masters.
It's a mess, it's a mess