Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower
Chapter 788: The Devil That Shouldn’t Have Come

Chapter 788: Chapter 788: The Devil That Shouldn’t Have Come

This sword, once drawn, was like a silver vase shattering, causing the man in black to feel his eyes lose focus from the stabbing pain.

In that instant, Yuwen Jun arrived swiftly like a flying dragon, with his hand raising the blade and dropping it—the head of the man in black separated from his body.

Seeing his companion brutally killed, the others finally reacted, retreating continuously.

However, once Yuwen Jun’s killing intent had arisen, how could he let them go just because they wished to retreat?

Soon, the palace returned to silence, the corpses of the men in black gruesomely spread upon the ground.

Yuwen Jun calmly scattered the Corpse-Dissolving Liquid on the ground, murmuring softly as he did, "Royal Mother, don’t rush on your journey. Your child will send these people, one by one, to bow and admit their wrongs to you."

Before long, Yuwen Jun walked out of the room. The wind blew, and his body bore nothing but the scent of decay.

At that moment, a person who looked extremely similar to him emerged from a corner of the courtyard.

Seeing this person, Yuwen Jun’s pale hands began to undo his buttons. Soon, the purple brocade robe adorned with dark patterns was removed, and he exchanged clothes with the man in black, vanishing within the Imperial Palace.

The other person, now dressed in the brocade robe, changed his expression and became indistinguishable from the real Yuwen Jun.

Outside, the Little Eunuch had waited for a long time and finally saw the Ninth Prince emerge. Without suspecting anything, he respectfully led him out.

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In Kuntai Palace, the Sutra Copying Pavilion, the night deepened yet the candlelight remained bright.

At this time, the Empress Dowager was earnestly copying scriptures in front of the Buddhist shrine. In Baiju Country, where the Witch God was venerated, the Empress Dowager’s preference for reciting Buddhist scriptures was indeed unique.

Yet, she found joy in it, and over the years, reading Buddhist scriptures had also led her to deeper states of Zen. Thus, copying scriptures late into the night had become a common practice.

The Empress Dowager was engrossed in her recitation when she suddenly saw a shadow slowly approaching her back and growing larger on the wall.

She turned her head curiously and saw a masked man in black attire.

The Empress Dowager fearfully set down her pen, "Someone, come!"

But as soon as the words left her lips, she felt the man in black charge at her like lightning, quickly silencing her by pressing on her mute point.

In fear, the Empress Dowager found herself unable to make a sound. She retreated repeatedly and even knocked over the ink slab behind her in her panic.

What was frightening, though, was the lack of response from outside despite the commotion she caused; she wondered if those people had been lazy or had been killed.

The Empress Dowager retreated silently asking, "Who are you, what do you want to do, come! Save my life! Help!"

However, having been silenced, she was doomed not to make a sound. At this moment, where was her elegant demeanor from scripture copying? She looked like a frantic old woman in distress, totally disheveled.

The man in black looked at her in this state and finally smiled with satisfaction.

"I’m late, you should have died long ago."

"Who are you?" The Empress Dowager silently shed tears.

"Who am I? Of course..." Yuwen Jun silently pulled down his mask, revealing a handsome face, "Your most disliked grandson."

"It’s you!"

The Empress Dowager was very frightened initially, but upon clearly seeing the person’s face, her demeanor instantly shifted one hundred eighty degrees, becoming sharp and acerbic.

The Empress Dowager furiously scolded, while Yuwen Jun remained indifferent, with his Silver Sword also pointed at her.

"I never wanted to argue with you, but you condemned my Royal Mother to death. She was already marginalized to the point of being less than a palace maid, yet you still refused to let her go.

The Empress Dowager finally understood Yuwen Jun’s true intent.

She shook her head in terror, regretting having agreed to Luan Fei’s request to let this man come. She should have never agreed.