Seeing this, Mo Zhongtian turned to look at Xing Feng and said, “Mr. Xing, I’m to blame for what happened back then.”

“By right, twenty years ago, when Qinglan died, I should have found you and ended this matter.”

“However, a family can’t be without a ruler for a day, and a kingdom can’t be without a ruler. At that time, the Monet Dynasty was in danger, and I had no choice but to continue living ignobly.”

“As for today, the Monet Dynasty is doomed. The world is about to change. I can seek relief from Mr. Xing.”

Mo Zhongtian was not acting as the monarch now. He spoke like a normal person.

Towards the end, his tone was relieved, as if he had put down the heavy burden he had carried for twenty years.

Everyone could tell that Mo Zhongtian wanted to die.

Mo Shaoyun immediately became anxious and was about to plead with Xing Feng.

A figure had already blocked between Xing Feng and Mo Zhongtian.

It was Cao Tianzheng.

“Tianzheng, retreat!”

However, before Cao Tianzheng could activate his Spiritual Sea Realm cultivation, Mo Zhongtian’s dignified shout suddenly sounded from behind him.

Turning around, Cao Tianzheng met Mo Zhongtian’s determined eyes.

Even if he was unwilling, he could only listen to the other party’s will and retreat to the side.

Immediately, the atmosphere in the imperial study froze.

Pairs of gazes carried different meanings as they landed on Xing Feng, waiting for him to make the final decision.

Immediately, they saw Xing Feng slowly raise the longsword in his hand.

In an instant, the expressions of Mo Shaoyun, Zhou Wu, Chen Pingan, and the others changed greatly.

Cao Tianzheng frowned and glared angrily, his eyes shooting out a sharp gaze that stared fixedly at Xing Feng.

At the same time, a ball of spiritual qi was pressed in his palm. As long as Xing Feng dared to move further, he would stop him even if he had to be punished by Mo Zhongtian.

The atmosphere became even more tense.

Gong Ziliang did not move. The calm expression on his face was as if he was an outsider.

It was not that he did not care about the life and death of the Monet Dynasty’s monarch.

Instead, it was because after interacting with him these days, he believed that Xing Feng would make the right choice.

Looking at the longsword in Xing Feng’s hand, the tip of the sword drew a semicircle in front of him and pointed at Mo Zhongtian.

Everyone’s hearts also rose to their throats along the trajectory of the sword tip.

Just as they felt that the sword was about to be slashed down by Xing Feng in the next second,

Suddenly, Xing Feng released his palm and let the longsword fall to the ground.

A muffled bang spread in the limited space of the imperial study.

It also made everyone’s hearts calm down.

Then, they saw Xing Feng look at Mo Zhongtian and say, “Qinglan would have made such a choice back then. You’re not to blame.”

“I’m here.”

When he spoke till here, Xing Feng took a deep breath. After his gaze turned to the painting in Mo Zhongtian’s hand, a dazed expression appeared in his eyes as he fell into reminiscence.

Soon, he smiled miserably, “Qinglan is the Eldest Princess of the dynasty. She could have married into the Bi Fang Empire and become the imperial concubine respected by everyone.”

“However, because of me, because of a promise that I don’t know when I’ll return, Qinglan stepped onto that path of no return!”

“I owe it to Qinglan!”

The expression on Xing Feng’s face seemed to be crying and smiling at the same time, and two streams of blood tears flowed from his eyes.

In the past twenty years, he had used the excuse of falling to avoid the Monet Dynasty.

At the same time, he was avoiding his true heart.

Until just now, when Mo Zhongtian knelt in front of him and said what he had no choice back then.

The last bit of hatred in Xing Feng’s heart disappeared.

At the same time, all kinds of things from the past surfaced in his mind.

Only then did Xing Feng realize that he was the person who owed Mo Qinglan the most.

For him, Mo Qinglan was sandwiched between the Monet Dynasty and the Bi Fang Empire. In the end, she chose to sacrifice herself to not let the dynasty down.

Before she died, Mo Qinglan had deliberately hidden the matter of the Bi Fang Empire in the letter she had left him.

It was to prevent him from being injured at all.

However, after knowing about Mo Qinglan’s death, he drew his sword in anger and injured so many people that Mo Qinglan cared about.

“Qinglan, I can’t repay you in this life.”

“I can only take revenge in my next life.”

After Xing Feng finished speaking in a daze, he picked up the longsword on the ground and directly wiped it at his neck.

This unexpected scene stunned everyone in the imperial study.

They watched helplessly as the cold blade cut open Xing Feng’s skin and was about to take his life.

A palm suddenly pressed down on Xing Feng’s arm.

“Let’s talk about the next life in your next life.”

“You have something to do in this life.”

“Don’t forget that the people who forced Mo Qinglan to death are still alive in the Bi Fang Empire.”

After Gong Ziliang finished speaking coldly, he let go of Xing Feng’s palm.

He had already said what he needed to say. If Xing Feng still continued to be stubborn and wanted to commit suicide to seek relief, Gong Ziliang would not stop his cowardly action.

After a short daze, two terrifying ferocious lights suddenly erupted from Xing Feng’s bloodshot eyes.

“That’s right. The people who forced Qinglan to death are still alive. How can I go down to see her like this!”

As he spoke, a sharp killing intent wrapped in decadent sword intent swept out from Xing Feng’s body.

Immediately, with a series of crackling sounds, Xing Feng’s aura broke through from the early-stage True Martial Realm.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the peak of the True Martial Realm and was only a step away from the Spirit Refinement Realm. Only then did he finally stop.

After stabilizing the surging spiritual qi in his body, Xing Feng looked at Gong Ziliang gratefully and said, “Thank you for enlightening me, Brother Liang, for not making a mistake.”

Gong Ziliang smiled and said indifferently, “It’s a small matter. It’s not worth mentioning.”

“On the other hand, Brother Xing’s knot in his heart has been untied. Looks like it won’t be long before he can return to his peak.”

The reason why Xing Feng had fallen all the way before was not only because of the injuries in his body, but also because of the knot in his heart.

In the stone chamber mystic realm, his injuries had already been completely healed by Patriarch Liu Yun. However, the subsequent increase in realm was slow because the knot in his heart had not been untied.

Only now could he really face his heart and establish his next goal.

With no worries, breaking through naturally happened.

At this moment, although Xing Feng was still a few major realms away from his former peak, after he returned, he calmed down a little.

Breaking through to the Spirit Refinement Realm was just around the corner.

However, compared to returning to cultivate, there was something more important that Xing Feng had to do.

“Mon… monarch.”

After careful consideration, Xing Feng reluctantly thought of a suitable title and bowed to Mo Zhongtian.

Then, he said, “Back then, I made a huge mistake. Not only did I let down Qinglan, but I also brought great tragedy to the Monet Dynasty.”

“Today, I’m here. I don’t seek Monarch Mo’s forgiveness. I only hope that you can give me a chance to make up for it and let me help the Monet Dynasty tide over the current crisis.”

Mo Zhongtian looked at the humble Xing Feng and Mo Qinglan’s appearance appeared in his mind.