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Chapter 765 - 765 765 The Divine Emperor is Gone!

765: Chapter 765 The Divine Emperor is Gone!

765: Chapter 765 The Divine Emperor is Gone!

“Old Wu, defeated!” the Southern Border Envoy Ning Yutang announced.

“What?” The envoys from the other four territories all gasped in shock.

Wu Feiang was a mid-stage Sky Realm expert and also a distinguished military combatant, unlike the envoys from the other territories.

Wu Feiang’s cultivation was honed on the battlefield, and even though one couldn’t say it was about killing intent, his understanding of the martial path was peerless compared to ordinary people.

At that moment, a smile crept over Qin Han’s lips, as he already knew the outcome of the duel.

Dugu Wushang had won!

When the smoke cleared, as expected, Wu Feiang stood across from Dugu Wushang, his face deathly pale, staring at Dugu Wushang in shock.

In front of Wu Feiang was a Tang saber resting on his neck.

Dugu Wushang retracted the Tang saber and gave a bow, saying, “You have been generous!”

The envoys from the other four territories watched the scene with strange expressions, Wu Feiang had actually been defeated!

Wu Feiang’s complexion returned to normal, and with a face filled with admiration, he said, “The younger generation will surpass us in time, indeed!”

“I never imagined I couldn’t even handle three moves of the saber technique taught to you by Mr.

Qin,” Wu Feiang said with a wry smile.

It was only then that the envoys from the other four territories realized the true powerhouse was the Mr.

Qin before them.

If the disciple was already so formidable, what about the master?

Qin Han, however, just smiled faintly and kept silent.

Wu Feiang saluted Qin Han and Dugu Wushang with a fist and said, “This battle has been enlightening for me, I must take my leave first.”

“This old Wu really is a martial fanatic, leaving us behind like this, what does he think he’s doing?” Ning Yutang joked.

Afterward, the four men also bid their farewells with clasped hands and went back to their rooms.

When Qin Han and Dugu Wushang were about to return to their room, they saw Elder Jiang waiting in the living room.

Upon seeing Qin Han, he said, “Mr.

Qin, the Divine Emperor requests your presence.”

Qin Han nodded.

Although he was puzzled, he still followed Elder Jiang to the Divine Emperor’s chamber.

Latter, after Qin Han entered the Divine Emperor’s chamber, Elder Jiang went out and casually closed the door behind him.

“Qin Han, come over here, I have something to tell you…” the Divine Emperor waved toward Qin Han and said weakly.

Half an hour later, Qin Han emerged from the Divine Emperor’s chamber.

Seeing this, Elder Jiang hurried over and asked, “Dr.

Qin, is there any change in the Divine Emperor’s condition?”

“It all depends on tonight,” Qin Han said with a somber expression.

Without waiting for Elder Jiang to ask further, he walked away.

At night, Qin Han and Song Yuwei sat in their room, with Song Yuwei gently massaging Qin Han’s shoulders and asking, “How is the Divine Emperor’s illness?

Is he going to recover by tomorrow?”

“Tonight is going to be an unsettled night.

If the Divine Emperor makes it through tonight, there will be no trouble.

If he doesn’t…” Qin Han didn’t finish his sentence, but Song Yuwei understood what he meant.

Song Yuwei sighed and said, “It’s unexpected that the Divine Emperor has to face such a dangerous situation at his age.”

“Is it boring for you to stay here?” Qin Han asked with a smile.

“If I left you at home, I’d worry the Qin family might cause trouble.”

But Song Yuwei looked at Qin Han seriously and said, “Husband, you can’t bring me with you every time you go out, can you?

I know you’re worried about me, but then I become a burden to you.”

“Actually, with Wushang and that female hero by my side, I won’t be in any danger,” Song Yuwei said as she sat on Qin Han’s lap, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Qin Han nodded, “Concern causes chaos.”

At midnight in the Divine Dragon Society, sudden footsteps echoed in the main hall.

Then, there was a knock on Qin Han’s room door.

When Qin Han answered the door, Elder Jiang stood outside, an anxious look on his face, and said,

“Mr.

Qin, hurry to the Divine Emperor’s chamber!”

Qin Han instantly vanished from before old Jiang’s eyes, and by the time Jiang had reacted, Qin Han had already reached the staircase landing.

In the next second, Qin Han was already in the Divine Emperor’s room.

As he approached the Divine Emperor’s bedside, he looked down at the Emperor, only to find that the lotus on the Emperor’s back had once again reverted to its previous state.

Frowning, Qin Han reached out and wiped at the Emperor’s back.

When Jiang arrived in the Divine Emperor’s room, Qin Han said, “The poison has spread, and there is no turning back.

Prepare for the aftermath.”

Old Jiang was startled, “Mr.

Qin, is there really nothing you can do?”

“I am not a god…” Qin Han’s words had already conveyed the outcome to Jiang.

As if to confirm Qin Han’s assertion, the Divine Emperor suddenly began to cough violently.

After spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, he fell silent.

Jiang, trembling, approached the bedside and tentatively checked the Emperor’s breath.

Then, as if electrified, he instantly withdrew his fingers.

Suddenly he cried out in grief, “The Divine Emperor is gone!”

At this moment, as the others arrived in the Divine Emperor’s room and heard Old Jiang’s cry, everyone’s expression changed dramatically.

Qin Han swept a glance over the crowd below; the representatives of the five realms all bore somber expressions, their brows furrowed.

Compared to the rest, two individuals caught Qin Han’s eye.

These two showed no signs of sorrow on their faces; instead, there was a hint of mirth in their eyes.

Old Jiang, agitated by the passing of the Divine Emperor, was quickly approached by Qin Han, who patted his back twice.

Only then did Jiang catch his breath.

Letting out a sigh, Jiang said, “First, let us prepare the Divine Emperor’s body for burial.”

No sooner had he spoken than several young men dressed in black entered, tidying up the Divine Emperor’s body and placing it on a stretcher.

Qin Han’s face betrayed neither joy nor sorrow.

Afterward, Jiang said, “The Divine Emperor has passed; let us retrieve the will he left behind.”

The brocade box was opened by the hand of a representative of the five realms, and the paper within was handed to Jiang.

Unfolding the paper before everyone, it bore but a few scant words.

“Should misfortune befall me, the Divine Dragon Society shall temporarily be led by Dugu Wushang!”

“What?”

“This is absolutely impossible!”

“How could it be Dugu Wushang?”

The members of the Divine Dragon Society all looked at Jiang in shock, voicing their questions.

Dugu Wushang was also somewhat surprised, not having expected the Divine Emperor to assign him leadership of the Divine Dragon Society.

“Old Jiang, I suspect this will is a forgery!” declared a middle-aged man with a face covered in horizontal scars.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the two individuals Qin Han had noticed before also said, “Yes, we too suspect this is false.

How could the Divine Emperor pass the throne to an outsider?”

But Jiang merely glanced at them and said, “This paper was placed in the brocade box by the Divine Emperor yesterday.

It couldn’t possibly be false!”

“Besides, do you think anyone could simply open the brocade box?”

“Certainly not I.

Having served the Divine Emperor for many years, I understand his character.

The Divine Emperor would never do something so devoid of my consideration!” the scar-faced middle-aged man shouted.

Jiang, however, let out a cold laugh and said, “How would you know what the Divine Emperor was sure of?

Or do the few of you have some other thoughts in mind?”

Upon hearing this, the first reaction of the representatives of the five realms was to reach for their weapons, their gazes unfriendly as they looked towards those questioning the Divine Emperor’s will.