【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Unabridged Volume 2, Chapter 69)

Chapter 69 The Secret

On the outskirts of Nanjing, at the Mangshan mass grave.

A thick haze enveloped the wilderness, obscuring the moon, dimming the stars, and causing branches and leaves to sway without wind. Dark shadows loomed

all , with phosphorescent flames dancing in the air, creating an eerie and chilling atmosphere.

The mass grave was filled with scattered graves and piles of white bones. Normally, few dared to come during the day, let alone at night.

However, on this particular night, two people arrived at the mass grave, walking slowly one after the other.

They stopped at the center of the mass grave, their eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something.

Both were dressed as ordinary city dwellers. One was a burly, imposing figure, none other than the Imperial General,

Prince Wu Wudi of Jinyang. Beside him was a man in his thirties, dressed in gray, a sheathed sword at his waist, his face calm and

composed— Wang Heng, Wu Wudi's trusted bodyguard captain, the Divine Sword King.

Wu Wudi's eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned his surroundings. He said in a deep voice, "Come out! I have arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud laugh echoed from mid-air: "Prince Wu is indeed a man of his word, having

come !"

A dark figure silently emerged from the darkness. This person was dressed in black night clothes, with a black cloth covering their head,

revealing only their eye sockets, making them almost indistinguishable in the night.

Suddenly, Wu Wudi's bodyguard, Wang Heng, moved swiftly, rushing forward. Midway, with a clang

, he drew his sword, creating a dazzling flash. The sword and man shot out like an arrow, aiming for the black-clad, masked man's chest .

He shouted, "Take this!"

With Wang Heng's strike, a whooshing sound filled the air, and the sharp wind from the blade stirred up fallen leaves, sending them

swirling and whistling through the air. The sheer force of the blow was astonishing.

The masked man in black did not dodge, but immediately fought back, drawing his longsword with a "whoosh"

and striking forward with swift and brilliant light.

The swords clashed in an instant, producing a chaotic clanging sound like pearls rolling on a jade plate!

Wang Heng, as Wu Wudi's personal bodyguard, was naturally skilled in martial arts, especially swordsmanship, which he had truly inherited from Wu Wudi.

His single slash contained seven hidden techniques, each with seven variations, resulting in

forty-nine strikes in an instant!

The Divine Blade King Wang Heng truly lived up to his name, worthy of the title "Divine Blade." However, the masked man in black was no slouch

either , managing to completely parry the attack.

Both retreated after the initial contact, each step back half a zhang. Wang Heng's left palm sank, and he swept the blade upwards, revealing a drop of water on the gleaming blade

—the sweat from his palm. The blade remained intact, without a scratch.

The masked man in black flicked his longsword, the spine of the blade pressing diagonally against his brow and nose, slowly lowering it . The sword

's surface was like a still autumn lake, its edge not entirely undamaged. The leaves stirred up scattered between the two, each one

shredded by the flashing blades, like a gentle rain.

The rain, before it could settle, was stirred up again. Wang Heng moved like the wind, letting out a roar, his blade flashing like lightning,

unleashing one hundred and forty strikes in an instant, the blade light like a sea, a dense rain of light.

The masked man in black's sword possessed a thousand sharp edges, his movements no slower than Wang Heng's blade. This

greatly impressed Wu Wudi, who watched from the side. The opponent's martial arts had already reached the mid-level of the Royal Martial Realm; Wang Heng was no match for him.

Wang Heng's one hundred and forty strikes were accompanied by his ever-changing, shifting movements, his form constantly shifting. The masked man

in black , however, stood motionless, his sword clearly faster than Wang Heng's blade! If he

had moved , he could have easily counterattacked, but he didn't.

Wang Heng could easily see this. As soon as the whistle fell, his figure changed, his blade's momentum shifted, and the blade followed his body, tracing a

circle before slashing out with a "whoosh." The swirling, unfallen leaves spun with the blade's momentum,

instantly creating a dark gray vortex around Wang Heng, making him appear as if he were bathing in the ocean.

The masked man in black caught a glimpse and exclaimed, "Invincible Thirteen Slashes!"

The word "invincible" was uttered before he soared into the sky, already three zhang above the ground before the word "slash" even finished.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Wang Heng roared, then leaped up, his blade spinning as he chased after the masked man in black. The dark gray

vortex followed, suddenly multiplying into seven, whistling incessantly. In an instant,

Wang Heng unleashed seven consecutive slashes in mid-air!

These seven slashes were completely identical, each one a single strike, yet far more ruthless than the previous one hundred and forty

. The blade moved with lightning speed and unpredictable angles. This was

the seventh strike of the "Invincible Thirteen Slashes, " a technique created and made famous by Wu Wudi, the Prince of Jinyang

. The masked man in black flew through the air, flashing three strikes, then three more, then flashing one more, before flipping in mid -air

and landing on the top of a cypress tree. Wang Heng roared and pursued, his blade twisting as he slashed diagonally downwards

!

Before the blade even arrived, the masked man in black had already slid down the tree trunk. With a "whoosh," the treetop was

severed in two by the blade, and a clump of cypress leaves was pulverized. Wang Heng's figure followed rapidly down, unleashing three more strikes, each

faster than the last, and before one was finished, two more followed. However, all three strikes missed, the third only three inches from the masked

man's head.

The masked man in black landed sideways, dodging half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), and with a powerful movement, the cypress tree snapped into four pieces,

falling to the ground and shattering all its leaves into dust!

Wang Heng's sword was not only fast, but its power was also formidable. The eleventh strike of his "Invincible Thirteen Slashes" followed immediately

, pursuing the masked man. This strike was even more astonishing, the tip of the blade creating a whistling wind,

a breathtaking sight .

The masked man's expression turned serious. He paused, then brandished his longsword, unleashing three moves in one strike to meet the incoming blow.

Swords clashed, three clanging sounds of metal ringing out, the fierce momentum abruptly halted.

"Good!"

Not only Wang Heng cheered, but even Wu Wudi beside him

applauded .

Before Wang Heng's cheers had even faded, the twelfth strike followed, still just a single strike, but this one

was at least three times more cunning and ruthless than the previous eleven, incomparably sharp. The masked man in black moved with lightning speed, unleashing three sword strikes in a single instant,

each strike followed by three different moves, a continuous nine-sword combo. In a flash, nine sharp clangs rang out as the masked man blocked Wang Heng's invincible

twelfth strike.

The two men froze simultaneously, standing three zhang apart, facing each other.

Wang Heng was drenched in sweat, and the masked man's black face covering was also soaked through; both were profusely sweating.

An indescribable desolation suddenly appeared on Wang Heng's face, and his voice became extremely desolate

as he said, "Take another strike from me!"

With that, he brandished his three-foot-long sword, slashing towards the masked man in black!

The final strike of the "Invincible Thirteen Slashes" was extremely slow, yet the blade vibrated rapidly, humming loudly.

The masked man in black's eyes turned cold, his expression immediately becoming serious. He knew that Wang Heng's final strike was no small matter and

dared not be careless. He slowly thrust his own sword forward!

Halfway through the strike, Wang Heng suddenly let out a thunderous roar, his slow sword movement abruptly changing. One sword seemed

to multiply thirteen, thirteen blades of light swiftly slashing at thirteen vital points of the masked man in black.

Seeing this, the masked man in black immediately reacted, his sword multiplying into thirteen swords, striking Wang Heng's thirteen blades of light.

Amidst the flashing blades, a strange metallic sound suddenly erupted, and thirteen sparks flew between the two,

dazzlingly bright in the night.

A flash of light, and Wang Heng's thirteen strikes vanished into a single strike, the momentum undiminished, slashing diagonally towards the black-clad masked man's throat

with astonishing speed. The black-clad masked man's sword momentum was also not exhausted; with a "clang," he deflected the blade aimed at the throat,

then with another flick of his wrist, thrusting from an unbelievable angle towards Wang Heng's right wrist, the one gripping the hilt of his sword.

Before him, the chilling sword energy had already pierced his skin.

Wang Heng was shocked, roaring in anger, and swiftly reversed his wrist to intercept the attack. With a "clang," he deflected the sword, but

it bounced back and immediately thrust again, still aiming for Wang Heng's wrist. Wang Heng repeatedly reversed his wrist, his sword technique changing seven times, while the black-clad masked

man's sword followed suit with seven changes in return, and even one more change after the seven.

After seven changes, Wang Heng's sword technique could no longer change, yet his right hand still gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. If he

had let go and discarded his sword, he could have easily dodged the black-clad masked man's sword strike. But he preferred to lose his hand rather than abandon his sword

. His sword was his life; without it, he had no life.

The black-clad masked man's longsword tip didn't pierce Wang Heng's wrist. In an instant, it flipped, pressing down on Wang Heng's

wrist . The cold blade and chilling aura made Wang Heng tremble involuntarily. His gaze fell, filled with sorrow, and

he said, "I've lost!"

"Stop!"

Wu Wudi stepped forward and shouted, fearing the black-clad masked man would harm Wang Heng.

The masked man in black gracefully stepped back, sheathing his sword. A glint of light flashed in his eyes as he exclaimed in admiration, "The Thirteen Slashes of Invincibility,

truly excellent swordsmanship! It's a pity that Guard Wang's skill is not yet up to par. As far as I know, the final strike of the Thirteen Slashes of Invincibility contains twenty-

three variations, while Guard Wang only possesses thirteen. If Your Highness Wu were to wield such swordsmanship, I would have

no chance of withstanding it."

Wu Wudi smiled slightly and said, "You flatter me. Your swordsmanship is indeed remarkable, rarely seen in my life.

If I am not mistaken, what you are using is the unique secret technique of the Tianhe Sect, 'All Streams Return to the Source'."

The masked man in black trembled and said solemnly, "Your Highness Wu truly deserves to be called the Emperor of the Martial World. My humble

skills cannot deceive you!"

With that, he clasped his hands in a salute to Wu Wudi and said, "Your Highness Wu, please do not misunderstand. My presumptuous invitation is not

malicious. I am merely here to discuss a major matter with Your Highness on behalf of my master."

"Who is your master? And who are you?"

Wu Wudi asked sharply, his high position giving him an air of authority.

The masked man in black bowed again and said, "Your Highness Wu, please forgive me, but who I am is

irrelevant , so I cannot tell you. To make a long story short, Your Highness Wu, are you aware that yesterday in the Imperial Garden, two great masters

fought fiercely? Emperor Xuanhe personally went to the scene to investigate, which is quite unusual."

Oh! Wu Wudi raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Of course I know that one of them is the Nine Nether Evil King.

Everyone knows this. What's so unusual about that?"

"Your Highness only knows one thing, not the other,"

the masked man smiled slightly. "I believe Your Highness knows better than I do who the Nine Nether Evil King is. His

appearance in the palace, hehe! This is unusual. This is not a good omen for Your Highness."

Wu Wudi's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a low voice, "What exactly do you want to say to me? Could it be that

His Majesty to deal with me?"

Unexpectedly, the masked man in black shook his head and said, "Your Highness is mistaken. With your martial arts skills, Your

Highness, in the whole world, let alone the Nine Nether Evil King, even the masters of the five palaces are no match for you."

He paused here, glanced around warily, and lowered his voice, "Your Highness, my

master asked me to tell you that you should be wary of the Empress."

"The Empress?"

Wu Wudi exclaimed in surprise, "You mean... the Nine Nether Evil King is one of the Empress's men?"

"That's right!"

the masked man in black whispered, "The Empress has many capable men under her command, and her experts are numerous. Your Highness, you must be wary!"

Wu Wudi frowned and sneered, "Friend! You're hiding your true intentions and speaking empty words.

How can I believe you?"

"If Your Highness doesn't believe me, then fine, I can tell you a huge secret!"

the masked man in black said.

"What secret?"

Wu Wudi, now realizing the situation was extraordinary, asked urgently.

The masked man in black didn't answer, but instead glanced at Wang Heng beside him.

Wu Wudi understood and said sternly, "Speak freely. Guard Wang and I are as close as brothers, sharing life and death. There is nothing

I cannot know."

The masked man in black then said, "The current Empress may be an imposter..." "What?"

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Wudi and Wang Heng were both shocked and moved. Wang Heng exclaimed in surprise.

"Sounds unbelievable, doesn't it! My master also felt this matter was too serious, so he sent me to find

Prince Wu..." the masked man said, pausing before continuing, "Four years ago, Her Majesty the Empress went to Lingxiao Mountain.

After returning, she seemed like a completely different person, behaving strangely. I wonder if Prince Wu noticed? My

master suspects that the Empress in the palace is a fake, and the real Empress has been switched!"

Wu Wudi gasped, frowning and pondering for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "

Interesting , interesting! You really managed to make up such an interesting joke. Aren't you afraid of committing a grave offense against Her Majesty the Empress? If people

find out, it could mean the extermination of nine generations of your family, hahaha..." The masked man in black chuckled deeply, slowly saying, "My master didn't believe it at

first either, but thinking about how Her Majesty the Empress did indeed have suspicious aspects, he dared not dismiss it with a laugh."

"This matter is far too important to be discussed publicly before it is thoroughly investigated. My master has ordered me to meet with Prince Wu secretly and

ask him to find a way to investigate it thoroughly. If this matter is entirely fabricated, then our two families can pretend that

nothing happened to avoid trouble."

Wu Wudi pondered for a while and said, "The Empress resides deep within the palace, and as a subject, it is not easy to see her. If

I appear too concerned, wouldn't that arouse suspicion..." The masked man in black interjected, "Prince Wu, you misunderstand. My

master does not dare to ask you to personally enter the palace to investigate. Minister Mei of the Military Police has always followed Prince Wu's lead.

Prince Wu should be able to mobilize the Military Police's so-called number one detective, Old Man Sima..." At this point, Wu Wudi

shook his head repeatedly and said, "Absurd, absurd! How could Old Man Sima, a grown man, enter the inner palace? Let alone investigate

a case ."

The masked man in black laughed. "Old man Sima certainly can't get in, but Prince Wu, don't forget he has a daughter who surpasses him in

ability . I've heard she's the Empress's goddaughter. With her investigating the case in the inner palace, I guarantee it will

be done discreetly and without a single mistake!"

Wu Wudi sneered. "I think it's most suitable for a woman from the Cao family to investigate, isn't it?"

The masked man in black shook his head. "My master has also considered this, but the women from the Cao family have no

experience in handling cases. Sending them to investigate could easily alert them. Since that woman dared to impersonate the Empress, she clearly knows

the Cao family inside and out, especially since this matter concerns..." "This is a momentous matter . After much thought, only Your Highness is truly suitable. Your Highness

is the pillar of the empire, the anchor of stability. With you in charge, nothing could be more secure!"

Wu Wudi stared at the masked man, his expression stern. "Just who is your master? How

do you know so much about my affairs?"

The masked man chuckled. "Who my master is is unimportant. The key is to get to the

bottom ."

Wu Wudi coldly retorted, "Why do you assume I will intervene? If there's a mishap, it could

lead to disaster."

The masked man said, "Personally, His Majesty..." "I have a sworn brotherhood with Your Highness, and whether the Empress is real or not is something Your

Highness cannot ignore. For the public good, the Empress's authenticity concerns His Majesty's safety and life. If His Majesty were

to be harmed catastrophe. Your Highness, as the pillar of the court, has an inescapable responsibility! Furthermore…" He chuckled,

"Your Highness also does not wish for His Majesty to be controlled by others, for power to fall into the hands of a woman! Hehe!"

Wu Wudi remained silent, hesitating for a long time before saying in a deep voice, "If you do not clearly state who your master is, I am afraid I

cannot believe your sincerity!"

The masked man in black paused, making a gesture with his hands in front of his chest.

"It's him!"

Wu Wudi immediately understood, his body trembling, and he exclaimed.

"I have said all I need to say. I hope Your Highness can investigate this matter thoroughly…" As he spoke, his figure

retreated , seemingly transforming into a wisp of intangible green smoke, disappearing into the darkness in a flash, vanishing without a trace. Like

a ghost , he appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Watching the masked man in black vanish into the darkness, Wu Wudi stared blankly, lost in thought.

"Your Highness!"

Wang Heng approached Wu Wudi, saying with shame, "I embarrassed you just now!"

Wu Wudi snapped out of his reverie, shook his head, and said, "That man's martial arts are far superior to yours. Losing to him isn't necessarily

shameful. Victory and defeat are common in war. If you lose today, go back and practice your swordsmanship. You can get revenge another day.

If you can master the final strike of the Thirteen Invincible Slashes, you might not lose to him!"

Wang Heng nodded, "I will definitely practice diligently after I return!"

He paused, then asked, "Your Highness! Are we really going to investigate the Empress as that man suggested?"

Wu Wudi grunted in agreement, then said sternly, "The Empress has been living in seclusion for the past few years, acting strangely. If it's true or not,

it will be detrimental to me. Go to the Sima residence and have the old man's daughter go to the palace to investigate."

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