As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of fighting was heard outside the hall. Ying Yuan stood up and walked outside the hall, only to see dozens of Yin-Yang School disciples fighting with the imperial guards.

The leader was Donghuang Taiyi. He was wearing a black robe, a bamboo hat, holding a strange scepter, and exuding a powerful aura.

"Donghuang Taiyi, how dare you break into the palace? What do you want to do?" Ying Yuan shouted coldly.

Donghuang Taiyi slowly took off his bamboo hat, revealing his mysterious face: "Ying Yuan, your death is coming!"

After saying that, Donghuang Taiyi waved his scepter, and a powerful force swept out, blowing away all the surrounding imperial guards.

Ying Yuan's face changed. He didn't expect that Donghuang Taiyi's skills were so profound.

"Hmph, a mere trifle!" Ying Yuan snorted coldly, drew the sword from his waist, and rushed forward.

The two men fought each other in an instant, with sword energy flying everywhere and knives flashing and shadows. For a moment, the whole hall was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Ying Yuan's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every move was deadly. Donghuang Taiyi's scepter was strange and unpredictable, with many changes. The two fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was better.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and headed straight for Ying Yuan.

Ying Yuan was startled and dodged quickly. The shadow flashed by, leaving a bloody mark on Ying Yuan's face.

Ying Yuan looked carefully and found that the person who attacked him was Wei Zhuang!

"Wei Zhuang, how dare you betray me!" Ying Yuan roared.

Wei Zhuang sneered: "Ying Yuan, we have long since severed our friendship. Today is the day you die!"

After saying that, Wei Zhuang and Donghuang Taiyi joined forces and launched a fierce attack on Ying Yuan.

Ying Yuan was fighting two men at once, but was gradually defeated. He was wounded in many places, and his clothes were stained with blood.

At this moment, Gai Nie arrived with the imperial guards and joined the battle.

With Gai Nie's joining, the situation of the battle suddenly changed. The morale of the imperial army was greatly boosted, and they killed the Yin Yang School disciples one by one.

Donghuang Taiyi saw that the situation was not good and wanted to retreat, but Gai Nie blocked his way.

"Donghuang Taiyi, today, you can't escape!" Gai Nie said coldly.

Donghuang Taiyi's face was gloomy. He knew that it would be difficult to escape unscathed today. He took a deep breath and prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, a flash of sword light passed by, and Donghuang Taiyi's head flew into the sky...

Blood gushed out, and Donghuang Taiyi's burly body fell to the ground with a bang. Until his death, the face hidden under the bamboo hat was not revealed. Ying Yuan's chest rose and fell violently, and blood dripped along the sword, staining the gold bricks under his feet red. He stared at Wei Zhuang coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Wei Zhuang, do you have anything else to say?"

Wei Zhuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was a strange smile on his face: "Ying Yuan, do you think you won? Even if you kill me, you can't change the fate of the Qin Dynasty's imminent demise!"

"My destiny is controlled by myself!" Ying Yuan pointed his sword at Wei Zhuang, his tone cold, "Today, I will send you off!"

Gai Nie took a step forward, stood in front of Ying Yuan, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, leave Wei Zhuang to me."

Ying Yuan pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'm tired too." After that, he turned and walked back to the hall, leaving Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang to confront each other.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, once fellow disciples, were now facing each other with swords. Their eyes met, and the air was filled with murderous aura.

"Wei Zhuang, why do you help the tyrant?" Gai Nie asked in a deep voice.

"Aiding the tyrant?" Wei Zhuang sneered, "Ying Yuan is the real tyrant! He levies heavy taxes and levies tyrannically, and the people are living in misery. In his hands, the Qin Dynasty will be destroyed sooner or later!"

"You are wrong!" Gai Nie retorted, "Your Majesty has worked hard to govern the country and seek welfare for the people of Daqin. What you see is just the surface!" "Surface?" Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed with a trace of sarcasm, "Gui Gu Zongheng, what he pays attention to is the art of power and intrigue. Do you think I can't see through Ying Yuan's true face? He is just a hypocrite!"

"That's enough!" Gai Nie shouted, "You are stubborn and refuse to change your ways. I will clean up Guigu's mess today!"

Before he finished speaking, Gai Nie drew his sword, the sword flashed like lightning, and stabbed Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang was not to be outdone, and waved his shark tooth to fight back. The two of them used exquisite swordsmanship, and each move was fatal. For a moment, the sword energy was everywhere, and the swords flashed and the shadows of the swords were everywhere.

The battle lasted for a long time, and both of them were exhausted. Gai Nie seized an opportunity and stabbed Wei Zhuang in the shoulder. Wei Zhuang groaned and staggered back.

"Wei Zhuang, you're defeated!" Gai Nie pointed his sword at Wei Zhuang with a cold tone.

Wei Zhuang covered his shoulder, his face pale, but there was still a hint of stubbornness in his eyes: "I won't give up! One day, I will defeat you and overthrow Ying Yuan's tyranny!"

After saying that, Wei Zhuang turned and left, disappearing into the night. Gai Nie looked at Wei Zhuang's departing back, feeling mixed emotions.

In the Xianyang Palace, Ying Yuan sat on the dragon throne with his eyes closed. Zhao Gao walked up carefully and said softly, "Your Majesty, the remnants of the Yin-Yang family have been eliminated, and Wei Zhuang has also escaped."

Ying Yuan opened his eyes, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes: "Wei Zhuang... I still couldn't kill him after all."

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Wei Zhuang is already at the end of his strength and there is no need to worry about him," Zhao Gao comforted.

Ying Yuan shook his head: "I am not worried about Wei Zhuang, but..."

"But the remnants of the Six Kingdoms?" Zhao Gao asked tentatively.

Ying Yuan nodded: "Although the six kingdoms have been destroyed, the remnants have not been eliminated. They will come back sooner or later. I must find a way to restrain them as soon as possible."

"Your Majesty is wise!" Zhao Gao quickly agreed.

Ying Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Zhao Gao, go check if there are any unusual movements in the martial arts world recently."

"Yes!" Zhao Gao took the order and left.

Ying Yuan sat alone on the dragon throne, looking at the empty hall, his heart filled with loneliness and helplessness. As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of the world, but he felt that he was becoming more and more unable to cope with it.

Suddenly, a pleasant sound of piano came, breaking the silence of the hall. Ying Yuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in white sitting outside the hall playing the piano.

The woman had a beautiful face and a cool temperament, like a fairy from heaven. The sound of the piano was melodious and plaintive, as if it was telling a sad and beautiful love story.

Ying Yuan was attracted by the sound of the piano and walked out involuntarily. He walked in front of the woman and listened to her playing quietly.

When the song ended, the woman raised her head and smiled brightly at Ying Yuan.

"Who are you?" Ying Yuan asked.

"I am the new zither player in the palace, Snow Girl." The woman replied softly.

Ying Yuan looked at the Snow Girl, and suddenly an inexplicable throbbing surged in his heart. He felt as if he had seen this woman somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"Your piano playing is beautiful." Ying Yuan exclaimed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty." The Snow Girl smiled slightly, lowered her head and played the piano again.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed through Ying Yuan's heart like running water. Ying Yuan listened quietly, feeling extremely peaceful and tranquil in his heart.

At this moment, the Snow Girl suddenly stopped playing, raised her head, and looked at Ying Yuan with burning eyes. (End of this chapter)