Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 776 - 713: The Biggest Betrayal in History!

Chapter 776: Chapter 713: The Biggest Betrayal in History!

"Hahahaha..."

Yang Ce couldn’t hold back his laughter when he heard Zhang San’s words, tears streaming down his face.

Initially, he hadn’t known Zhang San’s true identity and had even ordered someone to accuse him of being a follower of the Demon Sect from Heavenly Punishment Sect.

But later he found out, it turned out Zhang San was the Pharaoh’s closed-door disciple.

Moreover, Zhang San was also a Martial Artist from the Town Martial Office.

Having heard that his father the Emperor intended to increase the number of officers within the Heavenly Punishment Sect, Zhang San seemed to be on the list for these additional officers.

How could such a person possibly be the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Punishment Sect?

After laughing, Yang Ce glanced at the three Sect-Protecting Dharma Kings of the Heavenly Punishment Sect in the sky.

He couldn’t help but wonder.

Why aren’t you laughing at such a funny matter?

Were you born without a sense of humor?

Meng Jiuxiao, standing by, also laughed so hard that he almost passed out.

But seeing that Yang Ce had stopped laughing, he dared not continue and had to suppress his own laughter, shouting to the surrounding guards, "Someone take Zhang San down, don’t delay the new Emperor’s ascension, taking control of the Imperial Path!"

Just then, Pockmarked Granny’s voice rang out.

"I watched the Saint Heir grow up, and today, if anyone dares to touch my family’s Saint Heir, then this old woman will take action!"

At these words, several of the crown prince’s bodyguards who were originally moving towards Zhang San on the ritual platform were dumbfounded.

Those words weren’t meant for us, right?

Could it be that Zhang San really is...

Following that, the Thunderbolt Dragon King spoke, "I am afflicted with the Calamity Position of the Path of Calamity and it’s not convenient for me to take action at this moment. But as a Sect-Protecting Dharma King, if the Saint Heir commands, I will still strike!"

At this moment, Yang Ce looked up at the just-spoken Thunderbolt Dharma King, then followed the direction of his gaze.

And in that direction was Zhang San, indeed.

Then, the voice of Tian Xingtian resounded.

"The sins of the Crown Prince should be judged by Kaihuang! If Kaihuang is unfair, I hope the Saint Heir will command, allowing me to act! To demonstrate the righteousness of Heaven and Earth’s laws!"

Upon hearing these three figures speak, the next instant saw Zhang San’s lips curl up as he raised the Mo Blade in his hand.

"Since it’s so, Heavenly Punishment Sect, follow me and exterminate these rebels and traitors!"

The next moment, numerous masters of the Heavenly Punishment Sect surged forward, striking at the crown prince’s followers.

Meng Jiuxiao, who had been laughing just a moment before, now couldn’t smile at all.

Because he saw masses of Confucianists being chopped one after another, just like slicing melons.

Usually, when Confucian ministers made propositions that sabotaged their competitors, leading to their entire families being executed, the Confucians found it quite amusing to watch such slaughters.

But for some reason, today it was the Confucians being chopped like this.

And Meng Jiuxiao felt an unexpected pang of hurt in his heart!

The Crown Prince was completely stunned at the moment.

"You... you... you really are the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Punishment Sect?"

At that moment, Zhang San swung the Mo Blade in his hand, slashing his way toward the ritual platform.

The bodyguards on both sides, seeing Zhang San charging at them, immediately drew their weapons to engage in battle.

However, at that moment, as Zhang San made his move, Blade Intent flowed impressively from his Mo Blade, rendering the attacking bodyguards as trivial as chickens made of clay and dogs of pottery in front of him.

"Why? Why? Why?"

The Crown Prince was uncontrollably furious, failing to comprehend everything unfolding before him.

"Why would the Heavenly Punishment Sect help my father! In your eyes, isn’t he also a treacherous usurper who plotted to seize the throne?"

Kaihuang stood in mid-air across from the altar with his hands behind his back, coldly watching his own son.

At that moment, no one knew how heartbroken the Great Sui’s Kaihuang, the Red Dust Immortal of the Imperial Path, felt.

He didn’t blame the Crown Prince for plotting rebellion, nor did he blame him for colluding with the Path of Calamity to kill him.

In Yang Jian’s view, even if the Crown Prince really killed him and ascended to the next emperor through such means, it would only prove that he was more capable and had more methods than he had initially thought.

However, Kaihuang couldn’t accept that in his son’s eyes, he had always been nothing more than a country traitor who usurped power.

This was not the sorrow of an emperor, but the pain of a father.

At that moment, Zhang San, brandishing his Mo Blade, rushed forward and sneered, "In the past, Kaihuang conspired to seize the throne, so we, the Heavenly Punishment Sect, opposed Kaihuang!"

"But Kaihuang resisted the Heavenly Punishment Sect with his strength and proved with his capabilities that he was a good emperor!"

"Therefore, we of the Heavenly Punishment Sect no longer oppose Kaihuang’s rule; we only act against injustice!"

"And today, being the biggest traitor and villain under heaven! Do you really think the Heavenly Punishment Sect would help you?"

At this moment, upon hearing this and realizing the situation was irreversible, the Crown Prince Yang Ce staggered involuntarily.

Meng Jiuxiao looked at the splashes of bright red that were flying everywhere.

Seeing Crown Prince Yang Ce, who had already given up, he felt a deep sense of frustration.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince! There is one last chance! If you can recite the ’Heaven and Earth Proclamation’ in your hands right now, there is still hope! Hurry, read it! Read it..."

Meng Jiuxiao knew that there was still some time before Zhang San could reach them.

If enough guards sacrificed themselves to hold off Zhang San for a while, then Crown Prince Yang Ce could complete the last step of ascending the throne and become the Red Dust Immortal!

However, at that moment, Crown Prince Yang Ce just chuckled bitterly and threw the ’Heaven and Earth Proclamation’ to the ground.

"The situation is gone, why struggle endlessly! Even in defeat, one must retain the dignity of an emperor!"

"Even if today I Yang Ce can only be emperor for one day! Then I shall be the Emperor!"

At that moment, an enraged Yang Ce fixed his stare on Zhang San and asked, "I still want to know, by helping Kaihuang today, aren’t you worried that Kaihuang will come after you tomorrow? After all, plenty of officials have died at the hands of your Heavenly Punishment Sect in these years."

Hearing this, Zhang San gave a slight smile.

"Remember! The Heavenly Punishment Sect does not represent anyone; it only acts against all who break the rules!"

"If someone breaches the law and goes unpunished, then the Heavenly Punishment Sect will act!"

"If someone contravenes morality and remains unscathed, then the Heavenly Punishment Sect will also act!"

"Even one day, if the Heavenly Punishment Sect no longer exists in this world. Yet if someone does so, there will still be those who act! Because..."

"As long as someone pursues justice, anyone can be the Heavenly Punishment Sect! The Heavenly Punishment Sect can be anyone!"

During the conversation, Zhang San had already reached Yang Ce, raising his Mo Blade high in the air.

"Punish on Heaven’s Behalf, the Punishment of Righteousness!"

Pu——

As the blade chopped down, Yang Ce’s head rolled down the steps of the altar.

Meng Jiuxiao, witnessing this scene, fell to his knees with a thud.

He knew that it was over.

The Crown Prince was finished.

Confucianism was also finished.

Meanwhile, the historian, having run out of ink, directly bit his middle finger and dipped his brush in blood to continue recording.

Zhang San also noticed the historian not far away recording everything and immediately walked over and said, "I am helping Kaihuang quell a rebellion here! You can’t write anything arbitrary, understand?"

The historian looked at Zhang San with a face full of terror and nodded repeatedly.

Then he rapidly wrote down a line in fresh red font—

"Crown Prince Yang Ce died by the hand of the Heavenly Punishment Sect’s Saint Heir Zhang San!"