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Murong Yao shuttles back and forth in the palace every day, trying to find the location of the secret chamber from various clues.
She disguises herself as an ordinary palace maid, blending in with the others, trying to glean some useful information from their idle chatter.
However, she found that these palace maids knew very little about the affairs of the palace. They were more concerned about their own lives and love.
Murong Yao had to change her strategy. She began to pay attention to those with higher status in the palace, hoping to find some clues from their words and actions.
She discovered that Tuoba Gui's two uncles were often plotting together, so she began to track them.
Day after day, Murong Yao spent her time in surveillance and search. Her heart was filled with anxiety, but she knew she couldn't give up. She had to find Master.
In a chance encounter, Murong Yao overheard Tuoba Gui's uncle mention a place called "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion."
Their conversation revealed that it is an extremely secretive place, so much so that even some high officials in the palace are unaware of its existence.
Murong Yao felt a stir in her heart, thinking that the "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion" might be the location of the secret chamber she had been searching for all along.
So she began to investigate everything related to "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion".
She discovered that the "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion" is located at the northernmost end of the palace, and it is a very secluded small building. The small building is surrounded by thick trees, and even during the day, it appears dark and mysterious.
Murong Yao decided to take a risk. She waited until the dead of night, dressed in black, and quietly made her way to the location of "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion."
She carefully opened the door to the building and found that everything inside seemed isolated from the outside world, as if the air was filled with an eerie atmosphere.
She searched the building incessantly and finally, in a secluded corner, discovered an iron door. The door was locked, but Murong Yao easily opened the lock using her knowledge of magic.
When the iron gate opened, Murong Yao's heart raced. She walked in cautiously and found the scene she had seen in her spiritual space. A man in a white robe was locked in a room, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Master!" Murong Yao exclaimed excitedly.
man in white robe Slowly opened his eyes and saw her, a warm smile appearing on his face.
"Yao'er, you finally found me," his voice was weak but filled with tenderness.
Murong Yao, dressed in black, couldn't help but shed tears as she finally found her beloved Master. And now, she was going to rescue him from this place.
The moonlight falls on the silent palace like silver threads, and the frost on the stone bricks appears unusually clear. On this tranquil night, a sudden storm is about to arise.
Murong Yao stood on the roof of the "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion" with a gleaming cold sword tightly gripped in her hand.
Her eyes revealed a mix of determination and unease, while Xuan Hua Emperor Lord beside her appeared calm, as if everything was under his control. However, this peace was soon shattered.
Suddenly, a rapid sound of footsteps came from a distance, followed by a group of palace guards clad in silver-white armor surging around "The Hidden Shadow Pavilion." Their long spears shimmered with a cold light in the moonlight, their expressions stern and indifferent.
"You will not escape from here!" the lead palace guard coldly shouted, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
Murong Yao felt a chill in her heart, knowing that this was an unavoidable battle. Her palms were slightly sweaty as she concentrated her magic at her fingertips, preparing to face the impending fight.
"Fire the arrows!" commanded the leader of the Palace guards. Immediately, the Palace guards aimed their bows and arrows at Murong Yao and Xuan Hua Emperor Lord.
Arrows rained down, and Murong Yao swiftly wielded her sword to block the incoming arrows.
Her movements were agile and swift, and every swing of her sword accurately knocked down an arrow. However, the large number of arrows made her feel somewhat overwhelmed.
"Yaochi, be careful!" The voice of Xuan Hua Emperor Lord rang in her ears. His eyes showed concern, but his actions were unusually calm. With a wave of his hand, a stream of immortal power formed an invisible barrier, blocking most of the arrows.
Murong Yao felt a warmth in her heart, but did not stop wielding her sword. She swung her sword, sending out waves of sword energy, knocking down the arrows in front of her one by one.
A hint of determination flashed in her eyes, she knew she couldn't back down.
"Come on!" Murong Yao shouted, her figure like a black shadow, quickly charging towards the palace guards.
Palace guards saw the situation and immediately raised their weapons to fight. Murong Yao danced with her sword, the glint of the blade streaking across the night sky, with every swing taking down Palace guards.
Her movements were agile and powerful, nothing like a fairy, but more like a seasoned warrior.
"You mortals dare to lay hands on us?" Murong Yao sneered, her sword dancing faster and faster, making it impossible for the palace guards to approach her.
"Don't underestimate us!" a palace guard roared, wielding his long spear and thrusting it towards Murong Yao.
Murong Yao lightly chuckled, her sword swiftly striking towards the throat of the Palace guards like a nimble serpent. The Palace guards retreated in fear, but it was already too late. His eyes were filled with disbelief, then his body slowly fell to the ground.
"Who else?" Murong Yao raised the tip of her sword, her eyes filled with a provocative glint.
The palace guards looked at each other in fear. They had never seen such a powerful opponent and were momentarily at a loss.
At that moment, a cold light suddenly flashed from behind Murong Yao. She sensed danger and quickly dodged to the side. However, the cold light was extremely fast, and she only narrowly avoided a fatal blow, but still got hit in the arm.
"Yaochi!" The voice of Xuan Hua Emperor Lord was filled with urgency. He quickly flew to Murong Yao's side and with a wave of his hand, he repelled the cold light.
Murong Yao bit her lower lip in pain, the wound on her arm was deep enough to reveal bone, and fresh blood continued to flow. A wry smile appeared on her face, but she showed no sign of backing down.
"Master, I'm fine," she endured the pain, stood up, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. She knew she couldn't collapse here.
"Good girl," Xuan Hua Emperor Lord gently patted her head, his eyes filled with admiration. He knew that his disciple was no longer the little girl who needed his protection.
"You Palace guards dare to harm my disciple?" The voice of Xuan Hua Emperor Lord was as cold as ice, with a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, a gleaming cold long sword appeared in his hand, pointing towards the Palace guards.
The Palace guards were even more panicked when they saw this. They knew that the strength of the immortal in front of them far exceeded their imagination.
"Everyone attack together, we can't let them escape!" The leader of the Palace guards shouted. He knew that if these two people were allowed to escape, they would definitely be punished by the emperor.
Under the moonlight, the reinforcements of the Palace guards quickly arrived, and their numbers far exceeded those of the previous Palace guards. Their faces were all filled with serious and tense expressions, tightly gripping their weapons, ready to attack at any moment.
At that moment, a dignified figure slowly emerged. He was dressed in a dragon robe and wore a golden crown, the Emperor Tuoba Gui of the Northern Wei. The arrow of cold light just now was shot by him, with a cold smile on his lips.
"The crowd must capture these two individuals, but must not harm the man in white robe Duke Xuanwu, not even a single hair, otherwise the punishment will extend to nine generations," Tuoba Gui's voice was cold and imposing, leaving no room for disobedience.
The new Palace guards were dumbfounded upon seeing the Emperor and the man in white robe. The resemblance between the two was striking, but their demeanor was worlds apart, allowing them to be told apart.
The man in white robe had a sense of indifference and pride in his eyes, while the emperor exuded majesty and aloofness.
Seeing this scene, Murong Yao couldn't help but be surprised. She didn't expect that the opponent this time would be the Palace guards led by the emperor himself. She knew that this battle would definitely not be easy.
Xuan Hua Emperor Lord also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, but quickly regained his composure. He looked faintly at Tuoba Gui with a cold smile on his lips.
"The Emperor personally taking action is truly a great honor for me," Xuan Hua Emperor Lord said in a cold and contemptuous voice, completely disregarding Tuoba Gui.
Tuoba Gui's face darkened, and he looked coldly at Xuan Hua Emperor Lord, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. However, he quickly suppressed his anger and his face returned to its indifferent expression.
"No need for more words, today I will definitely take you two down," Tuoba Gui said coldly.
With his command, the Palace guards immediately sprang into action. Their weapons, including long spears, swords, bows, and arrows, were all pointed towards Murong Yao and Xuan Hua Emperor Lord.
Murong Yao tightly gripped her sword, a determined look flashing in her eyes. In this battle, she must give it her all.
Xuan Hua Emperor Lord also remained calm, holding a gleaming cold longsword in his hand. His swordsmanship was skilled and swift, with each swing of his sword claiming the life of a Palace guard.
The battle grew more intense, and despite the bravery of Murong Yao and Xuan Hua Emperor Lord, they felt immense pressure facing numerous Palace guards. The situation became even more tense with the addition of Tuoba Gui, leading to a stalemate in the battle.
Murong Yao's sword dance is getting faster and faster, and every sword move of hers is full of power. A hint of ruthlessness flashes in her eyes, she knows she cannot hold back.
The Palace guards keep falling under her sword, but more Palace guards keep coming. Murong Yao's figure appears particularly lonely in the moonlight, but her eyes are full of unyielding determination.
At this critical moment, a dazzling sword light suddenly shot from the side of Murong Yao. Murong Yao's heart tightened, and her reaction was extremely fast. She immediately dodged to the side. However, the speed of the sword light was like lightning. Although she successfully avoided a direct fatal blow, the sword light still lightly grazed her waist, leaving a deep visible wound.
"Yaochi!" Xuan Hua Emperor Lord's voice was filled with panic and anxiety. His figure flew to Murong Yao's side like a shooting star, and with a swift movement of his hands, a powerful immortal force surged out, instantly repelling the invading sword light.
Murong Yao felt a tearing pain in her waist, biting her lip as her face contorted slightly in agony. Fresh blood gushed from the wound, but there was no fear or hesitation in her eyes, only a faint bitter smile.
"Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you away from here today," she said, her voice trembling slightly but her eyes showing a resolute determination that commanded respect.
In the eyes of the Xuan Hua Emperor Lord, there was a hint of heartache, and he comforted softly, "You have done enough. Escape first. They dare not do anything to me. My current immortal power is only one-third of its peak, and it seems to be bound by some kind of force, unable to last. Go quickly."
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