The moment Ye Qingyu heard this voice he immediately realized how wrong his previous speculation was. It turned out that there were indeed present age Martial Emperors living in the Royal City of the Dark Realm, and there was more than one.

Thinking back to all his actions in the city these days, he really could not help cold sweat soaking his back. The good thing was that these old monsters were too lazy to take care of these 'trivial matters'. Otherwise, he would have disappeared from this world long ago.

It was not known whether the [Formless Armor of Drifting Clouds] can block the eyes of a real Martial Emperor?

Under such circ.u.mstances, once his real ident.i.ty was exposed, the trouble would be huge——Zhang Longcheng was a member of the camp of the Dark Realm, and what he had done can only be regarded as an internal dispute. But Ye Qingyu was from the Vast Thousand Domains, was an outsider, thus, once discovered by the Martial Emperor that it was an outsider with ulterior motives who had done such things, he most likely would have to die.

Ye Qingyu suddenly greatly increased his vigilance.

He stood in the void, and did not rush to speak.

But for the people of the King of Zhenyuan's residence, the sudden change of situation had relieved them from their anger and humiliation. For a moment all faces were lit up with joy, and even the face of King Zhenyuan revealed a hint of surprise.

He did not expect another sovereign to show up at such a time, let alone stand on the Yuan clan's side and support him to kill Zhang Longcheng. This was simply a glimmer of hope at his darkest hour.

The aristocrats at the east city gate were also in great shock.

Heavens, another sovereign had showed up?

It should be said that, in the last hundreds of years, no matter how much Royal City has changed they have not appeared once before.

The last time there were traces of a sovereign was when the Sun clan was faced with the crisis of their clan being wiped out. A sovereign of the Sun clan appeared to suppress all the enemies of the Sun clan, and the immediate consequence was that, since then, the eldest grandson of the Sun clan entered the garrison department, the Sun clan immediately held an outstanding status and no one in Royal City dared to provoke them again.

Unexpectedly, there were two sovereigns here today.

Was the sky going to change?

Many aristocrats trembled and knelt on the ground, afraid to look up again.

On the Zhenyuan flags.h.i.+p, all of the generals and sergeants were also on their knees. Based on the camp system, the sovereign's status was high and mighty, and all must immediately kneel down and bowed respectfully. This was the iron law.

“Yes.”

King Zhenyuan also respectfully bowed in the void.

Then he turned to look at Ye Qingyu, eyes flas.h.i.+ng a hint of pity, saying, “Persisting in evil brings about self-destruction. It seems that your misdeeds in Royal City have sparked anger, even His Majesty cannot tolerate you any longer. You might as well end your life here, so as not to suffer.”

Ye Qingyu responded with a smile, but did not answer.

Today there were two sovereigns that showed up. One of them was standing on the side of King Zhenyuan, but the other was standing on his side. Therefore it was not his or King Zhenyuan's turn to defend or fight. They must first wait until the two sovereigns reach an agreement.

As expected, very soon, the ancient voice of the sovereign, who appeared at the beginning, sounded again, “Every cause brings a consequence. The reason Zhang Longcheng offended his superiors, broke into the palace, and killed a Marquis was to uphold the military law and to put a criminal to death. He was carrying out his duty. What is his crime? If you want to talk about crime, then first of all, look at how the King of Zhenyuan's residence covered up the crime of Yu Wanlou?”

Although ancient, the voice was incomparably powerful and unyielding, and evidently wanted to save Ye Qingyu.

These words were not said for King Zhenyuan and the others to hear.

It was for the other sovereign of the Royal City.

King Zhenyuan let out an inward sigh when he heard this, remaining calm and collected on the surface, but did not show any intention to act any more. He was not a fool, and naturally knew that he must not do anything before the two sovereigns come to a conclusion. Otherwise, obeying the will of one sovereign was tantamount to disobeying the will of the other sovereign. No matter which sovereign it was, the Yuan clan cannot anger him because the consequences were unthinkable.

The aristocrats and generals around all hung their heads low, kneeling down, and dared not to lift their head in the slightest.

“I pay no attention to cause, just the consequence.” The voice of the second sovereign sounded again, equally as powerful, like a rumble of the Dao, containing supreme will. “Those guilty, should be killed. King Zhenyuan had covered up the crime of Yu Wanlou, then he should go to the military to plead guilty. There will be a ruling in the military according to the laws. But the crime of Zhang Longcheng is unforgivable and he should be executed according to the law.”

It was clear that this sovereign wanted Ye Qingyu dead.

As for King Zhenyuan?

The cover up for Yu Wanlou was simply a small matter and can be explained with a lot of excuses. Even if he were to go to the military, he would only receive reprehension. It was impossible for him to be punished, and would just be mere formality.

Essentially, the sovereign was protecting King Zhenyuan.

Ye Qingyu, having heard such words, remained expressionless. Only his brows were slightly raised, secretly taking note of the voice of this sovereign. Although a Martial Emperor was terrifying, he also was not a good person, and since the other side had so obviously wanted him dead, this cause and consequence had also been formed. One day, he will certainly settle this cause and consequence.

Soon, the voice of the other sovereign reverberated between heaven and earth again.

“Fellow cultivator, that is not right, without cause there is no consequence. All matters have a cause, how can the wave rise without any breeze? If you do not ask about the cause, you cannot ask for consequence.” This ancient voice similarly contained the sound of the Dao, and was not inferior in any respect. He unyieldingly retorted, “Zhang Longcheng was just fulfilling his duties, and should not be criticized. He is not guilty.”

This sovereign was even more domineering.

Unlike the previous sovereign, who admitted that both men were guilty and had told King Zhenyuan to go to the military to plead guilty, he directly said that Ye Qingyu was not guilty. This was the cause and consequence. He clearly wanted to uncompromisingly protect Ye Qingyu.

The will of the two sovereigns were completely in conflict with each other.

The atmosphere all of a sudden was several times tenser than it was before.

Even King Zhenyuan felt a hint of graveness and worry.

In such a situation, he in fact was also a bit submissive.

“Are you sure you want to protect this little Military Judge?” The second sovereign, with a hint of discontent in his voice, questioned him directly.

“That's correct,” the ancient voice sounded again.

“At the expense of a battle?” The other sovereign's voice grew cold.

“At the expense of a battle to the death,” the ancient voice answered bluntly, an iron-like determination in his tone.

The stance of the latter evidently led to some surprise.

At the expense of a battle and at the expense of a battle to the death, this question and answer, although there was only the difference of one word, the meaning was vasttly apart. When the will of two sovereigns were in conflict, it can be settled through a battle, but this kind of fighting was generally not overdone, and was more like a confirmation of martial arts. They will never want to fight to the death.

If Martial Emperor existences were to have a battle of life and death, how terrifying would the situation and consequences be?

Even someone like King Zhenyuan, upon hearing this, was secretly crying in bitterness.

While the aristocrats at the east city gate had sparks flying before their eyes like a thunderbolt had struck above their head.

Ye Qingyu also revealed a look of astonishment.

A sovereign existence was willing to fight to the death for him? This joke was a bit too big isn't it? Could there be a cause and consequence that was unknown to him? Otherwise, how could something like this happen? It should be said that the Martial Emperors also have their own will and their own way. Other than clan and relatives, what reason would they have to fight for others?

Which camp sovereign did this ancient voice belong to?

Ye Qingyu thought about it, did not say anything, and quietly waited.

Neither of the two sovereigns spoke again, but their willpower still circulated around. In the sky Dao sounds were faintly discernible, the laws surged, as though in confrontation. Ordinary martial artists may not feel this silent terror, but real Quasi-emperor level experts can no doubt feel the clash between the two tremendous willpowers. That kind of destructive power that would erupt any moment can make the world vanish like a puff of smoke in an instant.

“In that case, let's end this today.”

The voice of the second sovereign finally relaxed and opened.

As soon as this sentence came out, Ye Qingyu immediately could feel the terrifying power of destruction between heaven and earth gradually dissipated. There was no longer that oppressive feeling.

“Good,” the ancient voice sounded.

“But the glory of a King of the camp must not be desecrated. This is the iron law, Fellow cultivator Sun, what do you think?” The voice of the second sovereign sounded again, slightly softer than before, but the content made the nerves of all people tensed up again.

All Ye Qingyu's attention was fixed on the three words 'Fellow cultivator Sun'.

In other words, the sovereign that this ancient voice represented was a Martial Emperor with the surname Sun. It dawned on Ye Qingyu that the Martial Emperor should be the one behind Commander Sun Yi's clan. After all, before this, it was only the Sun clan that had clearly and firmly expressed their unconditional support for him.

What was strange was why would the Sun clan support him so firmly?

Ye Qingyu still couldn't understand.

“How should this go ahead?” The ancient voice of the sovereign of the Sun clan sounded.

The other sovereign spoke again, “It was my ancestor who established Royal City. His wishes was that if there is disagreement among the descendants, if internal conflicts cannot be settled, they can go on to the Azure Cloud Platform to decide the outcome of the dispute. Fellow cultivator Sun, what do you think?” ”

“Azure Cloud Platform? You want Zhang Longcheng and King Wenjun to settle this dispute on the battle arena?” The sovereign of the Sun clan, after asking this question, was silent for a moment, as if thinking it over and did not respond right away.

The Azure Cloud Platform, the land of duel among aristocrats in Royal City.

On the Azure Cloud Platform it was where bones were buried——