Chapter 86: Emperor's Wrath

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/24 17:43:34
    Tick-tock.

    A drop of blood fell on the Taijiquan Hall, forming a small stream with the surrounding blood flow, flowing out of the Taijiquan Hall through the broken gate.

    Bodies in red robes lay piled outside the Taijiquan Hall, and the palace guards within the city were also many of whom had been bought over to be loyal to Miaotianan. They were now killed off and thrown outside the hall.

    The grandmaster who held dominion from on high, his one hand overshadowing the heavens, had now become a corpse lying in a pool of blood, the most prominent figure within the Taijiquan Hall.

    As for the Tianlong Laozu, Longling, who had been granted unlimited authority by the grandmaster for many years as his protector, he was now also severely injured and lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

    Linglong was still a teacher of the Dragon Flies, and had protected the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty for many years. The latter still had some affection for him. If he was merely controlled by the insect puppets, then keeping his life wasn't out of the question.

    Long Feiwu returned to the dragon throne, the throne she had been absent from for many years. Holding it again, she felt a multitude of emotions. In the center of the grand hall, the courtiers knelt tremblingly, shouting "Long Emperor, live forever!"

    Taking her seat on the throne again, Long Feiwu felt no waves in her heart. In fact, there was even a faint unease in her heart.

    According to Chen Mo's words, this trip was to assist her. However, such an important event as reclaiming the throne, he did not attend personally, saying there were other matters to be handled. In a subtle way, Long Feiwu sensed a hint of something unusual.

    What happened three hundred years ago, she had sent people to investigate it. Chen Mo seemed to know everything about it. Before his death, he even arranged for his family to stay away from the courtyard house and faced death calmly by himself. The situation seemed to coincide with today's events...

    Tap.

    Long Feiwu slapped the armrest of the dragon chair, a crisp sound falling, the courtiers and officials within the grand hall were terrified beyond words. The chant of "Long Emperor, live forever!" suddenly came to a halt. They lowered their heads and strained to lift their eyes to see the expression of this long-lost emperor now.

    But when their eyes fell upon the dragon chair, they saw that the empress who was so high and mighty had vanished without a trace, as if she had never appeared at all...

    "This..."

    At the city gate of the capital, everyone was frightened by this sudden scene. No one expected that the young man who had just fallen into a desperate situation and might have lost his life at any moment was about to explode with such terrifying strength.

    No, to be more precise, such a terrifying existence had emerged within him. In just a few breaths, it had penetrated through Chen Mo's shoulders on both sides.

    Blood gurgled and flowed out, dropping onto the ground and staining it red.

    Yun Chunqiu, responsible for protecting Chen Mo's safety, had a touch of astonishment in her fox eyes. It was too fast, she didn't have time to react and the other party had already wounded her.

    If those two previous blades had been aimed straight at Chen Mo's vital points to take his life, she probably wouldn't have been able to stop them.

    It was the king's order to protect Chen Mo's life at all costs, yet she failed to do so in the first place, truly betraying the king's expectations.

    Ning Xin and Li Yueyue turned and fled upon hearing Chen Mo's command, but the sudden turn of events left them frozen in place. They were also under the king's orders to ensure Chen Mo's safety and bring him back unharmed. If he died or suffered serious injuries, they would undoubtedly be punished.

    Facing such a formidable opponent, the two hesitated for a moment and tremblingly drew their swords from their belts.

    Pei Jiangnan, who witnessed it all from the walls, was frozen in place with his feet. His heart was pounding like a drum, and although he had not yet drawn his weapon, he was already panting heavily. The fear that came from the depths of his soul made him unable to move for a moment.

    Three hundred years ago, he was terrified by Ye Liangchen and too afraid to make a move. It didn't occur to him that three hundred years later, he had become one of the revered emperors, yet here he was still so weak-willed in the face of danger.

    "Mr. Chen"

    At this moment, Yun Chunqiu realized what was happening and was about to launch the third attack. She casually waved her hand behind her, and countless red ribbons flew out like snakes, wrapping around the white figure and stopping his next move.

    The white figure casually glanced up, glared at Yun Chunqiu, and then swung his sword. The red ribbons turned into pieces of fragment, and a sword qi was about to strike at her in the next moment.

    Just now, Yun Chunqiu had seen the terror of the sword qi, and with her own strength, she feared it might be impossible to withstand. Anxious fear rose in her heart, and she hurriedly stepped back several steps. Behind her, countless red ribbons flew out again and formed a red wall in front of her.

    'Crack!' A sound, the red wall shattered and then two sword lights flew from behind her and attacked the sword qi together.

    It was Ning Xin and Li Yueyue who made the move.

    But, as a Level Three martial artist, even Yun Chunqiu couldn't withstand the attack. How could Ning Xin and Li Yueyue, two people of lesser strength, manage to block it?

    The sword qi came out of nowhere and seemed to take the three women's lives in an instant. Just when it was about to happen, Chen Mo, who had been wounded in two places on his shoulders, struggled to raise his hand. Suddenly, a talisman appeared in his hand.

    The talisman transformed into a massive palm print, striking the white figure and the sword qi together, sending them flying.

    In an instant, the white figure seemed to move much more loosely, and it seemed that because of this move, anger surged within him, and he once again charged towards Chen Mo, aiming for a fatal strike.

    "No, you shall not!"

    From the city walls, a resounding voice echoed deafeningly, and a blade that seemed capable of slicing the heavens and destroying the earth flew down from above towards the recumbent white figure.

    The white figure was startled, and with a casual stroke of his sword, he sent Pei Jiangnan flying out. At the last moment, he still tried to kill Chen Mo.

    "Haha, here you come, let me see how much strength you still have."

    Chen Mo smiled faintly, and a few more talismans appeared in his hand. They were all the things that Fu Bei had given him when he left the Kuaishan Sect. There were ten of them in total, and he had kept six, giving the remaining four to Qui Pi and the others.

    Five talismans were fired in succession, and within a moment, the white figure was blown down to a mere wisp of shadow, as if it could vanish at any moment.

    Chen Mo's body was injured, and after the confrontation just now, his spirit and energy were greatly consumed. He was panting like a bull; the white figure might vanish at any moment, but as long as it had a chance to kill its number one enemy, Chen Mo, it forgot about everything else and charged with its sword, ready to take his life.

    Suddenly

    Suddenly, a long sword descended from the sky, landing before the white figure just as it aimed to kill Chen Mo. Then, in the void, a white figure walked on air and swept over the city wall in a flash, landing a foot on the city wall and looking down at the crowd below.

    "I knew that things wouldn't be so easy to end like this. Otherwise, why would he..."

    Long Feiwu swept her gaze around, and when her eyes fell on Chen Mo, she just happened to see the two blood-red holes in his shoulders, identical to those when he died.

    Instantly, a surge of anger rose in her heart. She fiercely glared at the white figure and gently lifted her long fingers. The long sword, which had been stuck into the ground, sprang up and was about to attack the white figure.

    It seemed to sense that Long Feiwu was not an easy opponent to deal with. The white figure turned around and went back to Xiao Tianyi, patted him on the body with one hand, and in the next moment, disappeared without a trace at the spot.