In order to break the restriction of the Divine Eyes, one needed to use some vital essence to cultivate. Only saint cultivators could do that.

Fortunately, He Chuan had already become a saint cultivator. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to even cultivate the Divine Eye.

"Merge!" He could not wait to speak to the system.

Since choosing either eye was the same, he did not make a choice. The system had tacitly merged it into his right eye.

The burning sensation continued to assault his right eye. He could feel a powerful force fusing into his right eye.

His eyeball felt like it was about to explode.

Although it didn't feel good, it was strange as he didn't feel any pain.

This was all thanks to the powerful system.

After an unknown amount of time, the Divine Eye finally finished fusing. He slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

His right eye had undergone an obvious change, as if he could see through everything. He did not even need to walk out of the door to know what happened outside.

However, it was a little blurry.

He had yet to break through the first layer of restrictions.

He Chuan took a deep breath and circulated the vital essence in his body.

The vital essence was continuously injected into his right eye. As expected of the Divine Eye, the amount of vital essense used was extremely huge.

Compared to the treatment of Zhou Shiming, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

After using up more than half of his vital essence, the first layer of restriction was finally broken.

He opened his eyes and looked at the pillar next to him.

The veins of the gold-thread Phoebe tree appeared clearly.

He had seen through the weakest part of it. With just a little bit of true energy, he could instantly destroy the pillar in front of him.

If there was someone standing in front of him, it would probably be the same, as he could see the weakest point.

And this was only the first layer.

If it was the second layer..

He Chuan immediately started to break through the second layer.

However, things did not go smoothly. He had used 80% of his vital essence, but the second layer did not even change.

With his current strength, there was no way for him to break through.

He could only try to break through his own strength as soon as possible and then turn around to cultivate the Divine Eye.

Signing at a special place was indeed will get a better reward.

He Chuan was prepared to find more special places to sign in.

At this moment in the Imperial study.

A few important officials rushed over.

Because the seven great sects had deliberately spread the news of Zhou Shimin being poisoned, these important officials more or less knew some news.

At that time, they felt that the sky had fallen and that the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty had come to an end.

However, when they saw Zhou Shimin sitting on a chair and waiting for them...

They could not believe their eyes.

Zhou Shimin simply told them what had happened.

These important officials also felt relieved.

"Now that the army is at the city gates and the seven major sects have used such despicable methods to poison us, what should we do next?"

Zhou Shimin looked at them and asked.

"The seven great sects can not wait. This can only mean that they have their own plans. Cooperating with the eight vassal kings is all driven by profit," Fang Yuanqing said.

"That's right. This minister think what Lord Fang said makes sense. The seven great sects want to subvert the Great Zhou Dynasty. They will use all kinds of methods next. Therefore, I think we can beat them at their own game. First, we can block the news that His Majesty has already been detoxified. Then, we can prevent the seven great sects from secretly make a move. Second, we can observe if there are any spy in the palace. Only by eliminating them can we deal with the following battle."

The Minister of War, Liu Yongfang, stood out and said.

Was it too risky to continue pretending to be poisoned.

What if he could not control the situation.

However, Zhou Shiming, who had been poisoned once, still had lingering fear. If he were to do it again, he might really lose his life.

"Let's do it according to Lord Liu's plan. We'll have to rely on the few of you to continue acting for the rest of the Show!" Zhou Shiming definitely could not appear in front of the officials, so he could only count on the help of these officials.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. We will definitely do our best for Your Majesty and the Great Zhou Dynasty. We will not give up until death!"

...

The next day, shocking news spread out. The Great Zhou Emperor had been poisoned and was lying unconscious in his bed.

When this news spread out, the entire Great Zhou Dynasty was shaken.

Some people immediately jumped out to refute, but this stance made people even more suspicious.

If Zhou Shiming was fine, why did he not personally come out to explain, and a few important officials came out to help explain?

Time seemed to confirm the news, because for three consecutive days of the morning court, the officials did not see Zhou Shiming appear.

For him to not come out to preside over the court at such a critical moment, it meant that he was really poisoned.

The entire capital was in chaos.

The officials of the court wanted to escape overnight, but they were all caught by the Imperial guards.

They were locked up as the death row prisoners.

The capital city entered an even stricter state of alert.

Qinling!

In the Alliance Army's commander-in-chief's tent.

The eight vassal kings were all gathered here, ready to discuss the matter of attacking the capital city.

"Hmph! It looks like Zhou Shimin is indeed deeply poisoned and will not live long." The Sixth Prince, who was dressed in a four-clawed python robe, said with a smile.

After hearing this news, he specially ate three big bowls of food to celebrate.

"Since Fourth Brother is not going to live long, isn't the capital within our grasp? Who will be the last to sit on the throne!" The Second Prince held the Buddha bead in his hand and swept his gaze across the other brothers.

"What's the rush? We haven't broken through the capital yet. It's not too late to sit down and study it after we succeed." The Seventh Prince knew what was on everyone's minds.

It was very likely that they would shed all pretense of cordiality to snatch the throne.

Among this group of people, who did not want to take that position!

Who was willing to continue being a vassal king.

However, before entering the capital, they absolutely could not have internal strife. Otherwise, it would be very easy for the imperial court to seize the opportunity.

When the Second Prince heard the Seventh Prince's words, he narrowed his eyes and did not have any intention of continuing to dwell on this topic.

"Do you guys think it's Zhou Shiming's trick? Is he actually not poisoned?" The Ninth Prince, who was the most cautious in doing things, suddenly said.

"Ninth Prince, you definitely overthinking. We are about to attack the capital. Who else is Zhou Shiming going to put on an act for? He can't wait to go to court every day and solve the problem in front of him, so it can't be fake news," The Sixth Prince mocked.historical

He usually didn't like the Ninth Prince, so he would definitely jump out to refute him at this time.

"What Sixth Prince said makes sense. The Kunlun Sect has already informed us in advance about this matter. The Tiezhang Sect said that the Heart Devouring Pill could not be saved by immortals unless nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhengchun makes a move. However, after so many years, I'm afraid this great eunuch has already passed away," The Second Prince analyzed calmly.

"That's right. The Kunlun Sect has indeed mentioned this matter in advance. I think it's about right. Zhou Shiming's life is not long. Let's fight our way to the capital in one go. In the future, we won't have to suffer the wrath of the imperial court," The Fifth Prince said with a cheeky smile.

It was a typical smile that hid a knife.

Who would believe that Zhou Shiming would play along in such a situation.

The capital was now in chaos. If he was really not poisoned, he would have already appeared to clean up the mess.

Why would he wait until now?

If it were him, he would have come out to stabilize the morale of the army. The court would still have a chance of survival.

The Ninth Prince sat back in his chair resentfully. He felt a little uneasy.

The Heart Devouring Pill of the Kunlun Sect was indeed powerful, but what if the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Zhengchun was still alive.

Wouldn't it be digging a hole for them to jump into?

However, it was indeed as the other princes had said. The chances of this happening were slim.

Perhaps he was overthinking things, the Ninth Prince shook his head and comforted himself.

Feeling that victory was in their grasp, the eight Princes continued their heated discussion on how to break into the capital.