Even if he did something that was disgraceful to the empire, he was still the head of a country. Without the permission of others, how could these civil and military officials dare to take the throne?

And people who have this right,
only one person,

That is his son, Xue Qinghe.

now,

Emperor Xueye seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. The majesty of the former emperor no longer existed. He was more like an old man with a candle in the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

The child he trusted most stabbed him in the back at this moment.

Just like the avalanche left.

"Your Highness, please stop refusing. With your talents, you will surely lead our Tiandou Empire to glory!"

The minister who spoke first spoke again.

Other civil and military officials spoke one after another.

"Please also invite His Highness the Crown Prince to inherit the throne!"

this moment,
Emperor Xue Ye's heart was extremely desolate. These officials who were forced to take power in front of him were once the people he trusted the most.

And he already understood,
His momentum is over,

There is absolutely no possibility of turning over.

Before Xue Qinghe could speak, Emperor Xue Ye stood up on his own initiative. Although his expression was extremely calm, his old body was trembling slightly, and the unwillingness in his heart may be the pain of his life.

Every emperor wants to achieve great fame in his lifetime, but he has no chance.

"Where is Prince Xue Qinghe?"

Emperor Xueye used all his voice to retain the remaining trace of majesty.

"My son is here!"

Snow clears the river.

"I know that I can no longer lead the Tiandou Empire. I am willing to abdicate and let you lead the Tiandou Empire!"

"Are you willing?"

Emperor Xue Ye looked at Xue Qinghe with majestic eyes.

A flash of hesitation flashed across Xue Qinghe's face.

Seeing this, Emperor Xueye naturally understood in his heart and spoke again.

"Prince Xue Qinghe, are you willing?"

Emperor Xueye's voice echoed quietly in the palace.

"We sincerely request His Highness the Crown Prince to ascend the throne!"

All civil and military officials shouted in unison again.

At this moment, the previous Tiandou commander couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly turned back to look at the civil and military officials and said angrily: "Your Majesty has treated you well over the years. Is this how you repay Your Majesty?!"

"What do you know?! His Majesty is already old, and only His Highness the Crown Prince can lead our Tiandou Empire to glory again!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Emperor Xue Ye scolded him suddenly, then slowly took off his imperial robe and handed it to Xue Qinghe with both hands.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xue Qinghe took the imperial robe from Emperor Xue Ye and said with a serious look: "Father, I will definitely live up to the expectations of you and all the ministers, and will definitely lead our Tiandou Empire to a new life!"

The moment Xue Qinghe took away the imperial robe,
Emperor Xue Ye's heart instantly surged with various emotions.

Anger, grief, powerlessness, relief...

"I hope you remember what I said today."

After that, Emperor Xueye left the palace with the support of the commander.

At this point, the story of a generation of emperors ends.

However, a greater disaster quietly began at this moment.

…………Wuhun City, Wuhun Hall.

"Three of you. In front of you is the Papal Palace, which is where the Pope lives."

Ghost Leopard Douluo looked at Hai Lao and the other three and spoke slowly.

now,

Hai Lao's eyes fell on the statue of the Seraphim that symbolized the status of the Pope's Palace, and a strange light flashed in his old eyes.

"Excuse me, you two."

Hai Lao looked at Ghost Leopard, and Qing Luan Douluo smiled. The door of the Pope's Palace slowly opened to both sides. Hai Lao and the other two entered the Pope's Palace under the guidance of Ghost Leopard Douluo, and Bibi Dong was sitting on the throne.

"Your Holiness, these three are from the King Emperor, and they want to participate in our Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition."

Ghost Leopard Douluo looked at Bibi Dong and said respectfully.

"Your Holiness, you can address me as Hai Lao. The two people next to me are the elders of our King's Empire, Sheng and Hao."

Hai Lao looked at Bibi Dong and said respectfully.

"Oh?"

"You are from the King's Continent?"

"Two level ninety-five titled Douluo, really good."

Bibi Dong slowly spoke.

"Haha, Your Holiness, you are too kind. Sheng and Shengmo are indeed rare geniuses, but they are still incomparable to Your Holiness."

Ebi smiled.

Sheng had used his own martial soul to investigate Bibi Dong before. Bibi Dong had a rare twin martial soul, and she was less than forty years old when she broke through to the Titled Douluo. In terms of talent alone, Sheng and He could not compare with her.

"If you're being polite, you can skip it."

"I heard that you want to participate in our continent's elite competition of advanced soul master academies?"

Bibi Dong said calmly.

"Your Holiness, that is true. Our King's Continent is a unified continent, and we lack a lot of spirit in competitive competition."

"So we want to participate in your continent's competition. The competition between the geniuses of the two continents will definitely be very exciting, not only for our King's Continent, but also for your Douluo Continent."

Ebi smiled.

There was no loophole in Hai Lao's words, which made Bibi Dong unable to judge the other party's thoughts for a while.

Bibi Dong slowly said: "I am only one of the organizers of the competition and cannot make decisions on my own."

"However, I can contact the other organizers. If they agree, I will naturally have no objection."

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Hai Lao smiled and said, "In that case, I'll trouble the Pope to crown me."

"You're welcome."

"Qingluan, go prepare accommodation for the guests and entertain them well. Don't be negligent."

Bibi Dong looked at Qingluan Douluo and spoke slowly.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope."

"Guys, please follow me."

Qingluan Douluo looked at Hai Lao and the other two and spoke slowly.

"Trouble."

Ebi smiled.

Immediately, Qingluan Douluo arranged a luxurious residence for Hai Lao and the other two.

inside the room,
Hai Lao looked at Sheng and smiled, "Sheng, how is it?"

"The hidden strength of this Wuhun Palace is quite impressive."

"According to my preliminary investigation, there are at least a dozen Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall, and there is an extremely terrifying soul power fluctuation among them. That person should be a level ninety-nine existence." When Sheng just stepped into the Spirit Hall, he used his own spirit to detect the atmosphere in the Spirit Hall.

"Peerless Douluo..."

"It is indeed a bit tricky. If there is a fight that day, and the two empires of Xingluo also hide such strength, it will be really difficult to handle."

The smile on Ebi's face gradually disappeared.

Pope's Palace.

"His Majesty the Pope, those three people came with bad intentions, especially the smiling old man. With just one word, he caused the three parties to fight."

Ghost Leopard Douluo looked at Bibi Dong and said.

"The Emperor has his own plans for this matter."

Bibi Dong said calmly.

"By the way, His Majesty the Pope, many strange things have happened recently in the Tiandou Empire and around our Spirit Hall."

"At least hundreds of villages were massacred and destroyed."

"These bastards are so cruel! They are just like beasts!" (End of this chapter)