Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 491 - 391: In the Center of the East Palace_1

Chapter 491: Chapter 391: In the Center of the East Palace_1

Not just Empress Shulv Ping of Yingtiandi, but even the God Lord of Ten Thousand Coffins, Sikong Xin, was filled with confusion. He looked around incredulously, at the completely out-of-control Undead Cavalry, and out of shock, subtly moved his feet, hiding behind Shulv Ping.

He wondered, what background did this man have, and what kind of Divine Skills could he use to command thousands of spirits?

"Li Xuan, the Earl Jingan of the Jin Dynasty!" Li Xuan held his long blade, shining brightly as if struck by thunder, facing Shulv Ping’s questioning and confused gaze.

- I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea!

This time, he did not use any of the true meanings of Martial Law that the Taotie had stolen for him. He just operated his original Thunder Yi of Sword, slashing against the threatening and oppressive force of Shulv Ping.

Under the gaze of the ’Tao-protecting Eyes’, Li Xuan quickly detected the anomalies in ’Shulv Ping’.

Every part of Empress Shulv Ping’s body gave him a sense of extreme discomfort. Every part of Shulv Ping’s body was in dissonance with each other, conflicting, like a monster forced together with stitches.

Her left hand seemed to be the main entity, but the other parts of her body were clearly not under its control.

So, Li Xuan quickly changed his tactics. He gave up seeking any external help and decided to use Martial Law, which he had mastered best and was most proficient at, to deal with the enemy.

Against disorder with order, against unfamiliar with proficiency, he used absolute control to respond to absolute chaos and neglect.

"How dare you!" There was a flash of anger in Shulv Ping’s eyes. With a lift of her left hand, she drew a curved sword next to her chair, which spun into her hand.

Then, the light of the sword was transformed into a stunning stream of light.

At the same time, various tentacle-like things emerged from Shulv Ping’s body, opening their wide mouths to take a bite, threatening to swallow Li Xuan whole.

But, the next moment, there was a surprised look in Shulv Ping’s eyes.

All of her tentacles were cleanly cut off by Li Xuan. That thunder blade was like a fish that was getting into the smallest of gaps, accurately detecting all her flaws, then all-conquering and forceful, slashing in. With a strange body technique, he broke her blade and took it down!

In just a moment, the stern blade wrapped in purple thunder, had astonishingly attacked her neck!

Shulv Ping’s eyes, however, soon changed from surprise to resignation.

As a being of the heavenly level, she had understood the cause of her defeat. The power she was controlling had indeed reached the false heavenly level, but it was uncontrollable and could not be accurately manipulated.

Previously, she could use the force of ten thousand armies to suppress any enemies with absolute power. But without the force of ten thousand armies, she, Shulv Ping, also lost the absolute power of "one force breaks ten meetings".

Her enemy could use his skills to defeat her.

Thump!

This was the sound of Li Xuan’s ’Bixue Leique Sword’ striking Shulv Ping’s neck, breaking her spine, and sending her head flying, black blood splashing in all directions.

"Stop!" Sikong Xin’s eyes widened in rage, nearly bursting at the sight. "You cannot kill her! You dare..."

At this time, twelve coffins had been erected by his side, each with a corpse inside that looked just like a living person. But when they jumped out of the coffins, they turned into beasts. Not only were their lips split open, revealing the sharp white teeth of a tiger or wolf, but their feet and hands also grew sharp claws.

Their movements were as swift as thunder, pursuing Li Xuan with lightning speed. Within the merest fraction of a second, they were already in front of Li Xuan.

Around the palanquin, over a thousand Undead Cavalry had also quietly recovered. Some were holding blades and spears, while others pointed their bows and arrows at the palanquin above.

"Kill!"

Again, there was a sharp flash in Li Xuan’s pupils, and his Grand Air Thunder Sound once again echoed across the sky.

At this moment, not only did those twelve corpses that rushed towards him lose their strength and fell weakly to the ground, but those recovering Undead Cavalry also lost their consciousness and kneeled down.

The ’Bixue Leique Sword’, controlled by Li Xuan, then decisively cut off Shulv Ping’s left hand, and took the golden seal hanging on the Empress of Great Liao’s body into his own hand.

Then, the blade’s light swept through like a thunderstorm, splitting the brows of the twelve corpses.

His blade seemed to have only penetrated about three centimeters deep into their brows, but just right, it tore apart the Shenpo and blood core of these corpses.

Sikong Xin looked at Shulv Ping, who had lost her left hand and collapsed like a mud, and felt a sense of powerlessness.

"This is my masterpiece! How dare you? Do you know how much effort and cost I had to pay for this thing?"

His voice was choked because the cold gaze of Li Xuan was already looking at him.

Sikong Xin’s face changed slightly, and then his whole body melted like a wax candle and fell soft, blending into the ground like mud: "You want to kill me? Dream on. I will remember you, Li Xuan, the Earl Jingan of Jin Dynasty."

But at this time, Li Xuan’s blade was already covered with a faint black color, and it reached the depth of the ground like a whip.

"Die!"

Void Blade, all things are void!

Sikong Xin, who had used the Earth Escape technique to dive a hundred meters deep underground, gave a muffled moan. The tearing pain in his Primordial Spirit made him stuck in the soil layer. His body was filled with a lot of mud.

The blade of Li Xuan broke his Earth Escape and heavily damaged his Primordial Spirit, making him completely lose the ability to use any techniques. He also lost the strength to control his earth escape technique, and his entire body mixed with the surrounding soil layer.

"Bastard!" Sikong Xin struggled hard, but a moment later, he lost consciousness altogether.

On the palanquin, Li Xuan, who had just sheathed his sword, was already using his ’Tao-protecting Eyes’ to gaze at Shulv Ping’s body, which now resembled a muddy mess.

Li Xuan was contemplating what Lv Qiluo wanted from Empress of Great Liao that she was so desperate for it.

It probably wasn’t the severed hand or the golden seal because Li Xuan already had them in his possession and yet Lv Qiluo showed no reaction.

"It’s inside her body," Lv Qiluo spoke calmly from behind Li Xuan, "And you got it wrong, it’s not me who wants it, it’s you who needs it."

Meanwhile, atop the mountain, Monk Miaoxin wore a face of bewildered shock: "Fuck, the sixty-thousand-strong Pishi Zombie Army, the Empress of Great Liao, was all taken care of just like that?"

"Worthy of third on the White Rank!"

Xiaowei Yu Shuang, having released his grip on his sword, thought to himself that it was no wonder Fumo Venerable wanted to transfer this person to the Capital City. No wonder this rescue mission was led by Li Xuan with only four people.

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At the same time, inside a palace within the mausoleum of the Great Emperor of the Liao, Heavenly Master Qianyuan, Zhang Guanlan, turned his head with a face of surprise.

Even though he couldn’t see anything, the thick mountain wall blocked Zhang Guanlan’s line of sight, the distance of 300 miles also made his Spirit Eye technique helpless.

But Zhang Guanlan still involuntarily glanced in that direction.

Across from him, a young man in a purple and gold robe with a dignified air and heavy eyebrows raised his head to look at Zhang Guanlan with confusion: "What is Master looking at? Why are you distracted?"

Zhang Guanlan didn’t answer for a long while. He looked to the south, then turned with surprise intent in his voice: "That Empress Di is actually dead, I can no longer sense her existence."

"Dead?" The young man in the purple-golden robe couldn’t hide his shock, "Who could possibly kill her? Which heavenly position took action?"

But this is the mausoleum of the Great Emperor of Liao, even a heavenly-level being would have trouble killing Shulv Ping’s fake body.

"It probably wasn’t."

Zhang Guanlan shook his head, turning his gaze instead to a blood pool in front of him.

This blood pool was four yards square filled with thick, coagulated blood. In the center stood a towering figure.

He stood about eighteen feet tall, covered in many pieces of metal armor.

If one looked closely, they would realize that this was not armor but metal melded into his flesh and blood.

Furthermore, many tubes were inserted into his body, the ends fixed to various porcelain vials and medicine bottles.

Zhang Guanlan glanced at the figure, and without the slightest hesitation, took out a white jade bottle from his sleeve and dripped three drops of dark blue liquid into the blood pool.

The young man in the purple-golden robe immediately recognized the liquid as a top-tier spiritual medicine, a look of greed flashing in his eyes before being suppressed.

With the death of Empress Di Shulv Ping, their time was running out.

The next moment, he saw the towering figure open its eyes.

There were no pupils, only an endless dark chaos.

Zhang Guanlan’s smile widened with undisguised excitement in his eyes. He posed with one hand upright, a slight bow: "It’s been a long time, friend Zhetian."

But he soon realized that the figure remained silent, giving no response.

That only added to Zhang Guanlan’s satisfaction as he chuckled, "True, you can’t be considered Li Zhetian anymore. Coincidentally, today is the first day of the new year, so I shall name you ’Tianyuan’. You shall take my surname, Zhang Tianyuan!"

The young man in the purple-golden robe also stared at the imposing figure, known as Zhang Tianyuan, with hopeful eyes.

He harbored the same expectations for this monster created from part of Li Zhetian’s skull and residual soul.

I wonder if this creature will one day break through the bondage of Middle Heaven’s position as Zhang Guanlan hoped.

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Almost at the same time, in a Prince’s Mansion in Beijing, Prince Yu Jianji was kneeling on the ground with an excited face.

In front of him stood the Chief Butler of Sili Bureau, Qian Long.

"—Since ancient times, emperors have succeeded in establishing the throne, nurturing and ruling the world, establishing the crown prince, to carry on the family foundation with boundless grace. Day and night, we strive tirelessly to uphold our ancestral beliefs. Passed down with heavy responsibility, entrusted with grand expectations, legitimacy rests with the first-born son. My son, Jianji, demonstrates exceptional ability and has a talent for pure beauty——therefore, we notify heaven and earth, our ancestors, and social order. On the first day of the first month of the thirteenth year of Jingtai reign, I present Jianji with the seal, establish him as the Crown Prince, set him in the East Palace to secure the ten thousand years of rule, and to anchor the hearts of the four seas."

After proclaiming the imperial decree, Qian Long knelt down, joyfully handing the imperial decree to Yu Jianji.

"Your servant congratulates Your Highness on finally being established in the East Palace!" After a deep bow, Qian Long smiled and added: "His Majesty has ordered that on the fifteenth day of the first month, you should worship at the Tiandi Altar and notify heaven and earth."

Yu Jianji didn’t pay much attention, his eyes still fixed on the imperial decree in his hands. He gently caressed it as if handling a priceless treasure, so excited that he couldn’t contain himself.

It wasn’t until he noticed two drops of blood on the decree that he realized he had a nosebleed at some point.