Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 1371 - 1371 0780 Simply Perfect

Chapter 1371: Chapter 0780: Simply Perfect Chapter 1371: Chapter 0780: Simply Perfect Chapter 0780: Simply Perfect

Emperor Jianwu had not expected that at this juncture, there would still be someone brazen enough to publicly question Qi Tian. He even doubted whether this person truly shared the same blood as him, the blood of the Grand Ancestor. How could they be so blind to the situation?

Emperor Jianwu strode forward and, with a kick, sent the aged prince sprawling on the ground, cursing, “Who gave you the courage to question Master Qi? Don’t you know that even I must tread carefully in front of Master Qi, and you think you are who? Smarter than I, or more capable? Let me make this clear to all of you, answer whatever Master Qi asks you, and if there’s any more senseless chatter, bringing up irrelevant matters, I’ll have you all killed. Don’t think that without you, we won’t be able to find Emperor Tian Rui. If need be, I, along with the other princes, will turn the whole Imperial Family Secret Territory upside down. It would just take more time.”

The aged prince lay on the ground in a sorry state, motionless, and it was uncertain whether Emperor Jianwu’s kick had left him crippled. The other princes and princesses were so terrified that they did not even dare breathe heavily.

Emperor Jianwu did not want to waste time. His sole intention was to perform well in front of Qi Tian, and he carelessly picked a prince, asking, “Do you know where Emperor Tian Rui has gone? You only need to say whether you know or not. You don’t have to do anything else.”

The prince, either out of fear or some other consideration, stood there dumbfounded, doing and saying nothing.

Emperor Jianwu’s expression instantly darkened. He grabbed the prince and said, “I’m sorry, but I need to make an example out of you, and you will be the chicken for my scare.”

Emperor Jianwu grabbed the top of the prince’s head and, in front of everyone, employed the Soul Searching Skills. The prince, being at the early stages of the Foundation Establishment, could not resist Emperor Jianwu’s technique. In a moment, Emperor Jianwu tossed him aside, his gaze vacant, drool leaking from his skewed mouth—completely senseless. This was the unfortunate side effect of the Soul Searching Skills, a small mishap could result in complete decline.

Emperor Jianwu did not care. He shook his head at Qi Tian to indicate that he had not found any clues about Emperor Tian Rui’s whereabouts in the prince’s sea of consciousness. Then his gaze fell back on the other princes and princesses, and with a casual point, he selected another prince, asking, “Now, tell me, do you know where Emperor Tian Rui has gone?”

That prince was terrified to the extreme. Back in the Great Zhao Nation, he lorded over others with power and enjoyed the utmost luxury. Although he had never personally killed anyone, more than once he had stood by as his subordinates did the deed. He never imagined that one day he would be on the receiving end of such treatment. Hastily pointing at the aged prince that Emperor Jianwu had kicked to the ground, he said, “Ancestor, I do not know where the emperor father has gone. But among us, he was the most trusted by father. If anyone knows where the emperor father is, it must be him.”

Emperor Jianwu then looked at the other princes and princesses. These people, desperate to save their own lives, promptly accused the aged prince, their second elder brother, as being the most likely person to know Emperor Tian Rui’s whereabouts.

With so many accusations, the second prince might not know where Emperor Tian Rui had gone, but he was likely to possess some relevant clues.

Emperor Jianwu’s gaze returned to the second prince. The man still lay prone on the ground, unmoving. To outsiders, he might seem not even to be breathing. If one were to use Divine Sense to scan him, they would find the second prince’s body growing colder bit by bit. All signs pointed to the possibility that Emperor Jianwu’s kick had killed him. However, Emperor Jianwu was certain about the strength of that kick—it might have injured the second prince, but it certainly didn’t possess enough force to kill him. That much, he was confident of. Yet, at the moment, the second prince seemed to be in the throes of death, his body stiffening—a matter that deserved scrutiny.

Emperor Jianwu walked over to the second prince and nudged his shoulder with his foot, so that the prince lay facing up. After scanning the second prince with Divine Sense and finding nothing threatening, he crouched down to examine him in detail. To his surprise, despite all his methods of discerning life from death, Emperor Jianwu could only come to one conclusion: the second prince was truly dead. No breath, no heartbeat, no pulse, not a trace of vital energy or Spirit Force fluctuation; not a hint of life could be found in him.

Emperor Jianwu was shocked. He had insisted on staying to perform well in front of Qi Tian and to gain more favor. But now, this incident had occurred, and he had killed the only prince likely to know Emperor Tian Rui’s whereabouts. This was a huge mess. How was he supposed to explain this to Qi Tian?

Emperor Jianwu, a centuries-old powerhouse at the late stage of the Gold Core Realm, swallowed with difficulty, his forehead beading with sweat. He did not dare to stand up because once he did, he would have to report his findings to Qi Tian. What should he say? Admit that he had killed the second prince?