Chapter 376
“Are you kidding? That’s obviously the Emperor of Tianwu!”
Qin Yuzhi rolled her eyes; this kid didn’t even know that.
Li Mo: “…”
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Qin Yuzhi asked, puzzled.
“You’re using a weapon from the previous dynasty to strike the crown prince of the current one?!”
With a loud thud, Li Mo threw the whip to the ground.
Thinking about it, it made sense. In the current Dayu Dynasty, the emperor was supreme.
How could something like a sacred sword be held by a sect that revered deities?
It seemed the Great Shang Dynasty was somewhat akin to the divine right of kings.
“You brat, why did you throw my whip?!”
Qin Yuzhi was initially furious, but then she felt something was off.
“What do you mean by ‘previous dynasty’?”
“The Great Shang has been gone for thousands of years! Now it’s a unified world under the Dayu Dynasty, pacifying the four seas and eight wildernesses, co-governing with the sects.”
Master, the times have changed!
The amount of information was overwhelming.
Qin Yuzhi felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her body trembling.
“The Great Shang is gone? How could it be gone? This is the realm she has protected, blessed by heaven!”
She mumbled to herself, involuntarily glancing at Ying Bing.
Then, she quickly averted her gaze, continuing to be in a daze.
After a long pause, Qin Yuzhi snapped back to reality from her mental crash:
“If it’s just the crown prince and his protector in Yunmeng Palace, I might still have a fighting chance.”
“That person is the crown prince’s uncle from the Jingtai line, at the mid-level of the Xuan realm,” Tian Miao spoke up.
Ying Bing gazed outside the crystal palace and softly said, “He wields the path of heavenly tribulation.”
“The protector of the dynasty wields the path of heavenly tribulation?”
Qin Yuzhi’s expression froze; her dream path was severely restrained by this very path.
Moreover, she had suffered from a lack of cultivation.
“By the way, there’s another group of people?”
“Uh, the other group… you’re actually their leader, but it was a long time ago.”
Li Mo cleared his throat, unsure of how to phrase it.
“Oh? My sect still exists?!”
Qin Yuzhi’s eyes lit up, and she straightened her back, smiling brightly:
“Of course! My sect has a long history, tracing back to the era of gods and demons. How could it possibly be gone?”
“Just to clarify, it’s the Demon Sect,” Li Mo reminded her.
Qin Yuzhi: “?”
Li Mo, unaware of the changes that had occurred, shared what he knew:
“The Huàn Mó Jiào is now infamous, with a reputation that’s hard to describe. Every branch is up to no good, especially the Hundred Beasts Hall, which is ruthless even to its own. In the world, it has become something everyone wants to eradicate.”
“The Dayu Dynasty has issued a decree: anyone found to have joined the Huàn Mó Jiào will be executed without trial.”
“The Huàn Mó Jiào has become this way, probably due to a corrupt leadership. If you expose your identity, neither the Huàn Mó Jiào nor the Dayu Dynasty will spare you.”
“Ah?”
Qin Yuzhi collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant, as if her soul had left her body.
Li Mo felt a pang of sympathy and said, “Though the Huàn Mó Jiào is a demon sect, it hasn’t done only bad things.”
“Like what?”
“It has promoted several laws in the Dayu Dynasty, such as anti-fraud laws, smuggling laws, and laws against human organ trafficking…”
Qin Yuzhi’s bent posture finally broke.
Seeing her sitting on the ground, hugging her knees, it was as if a storm cloud had gathered above her head, wishing she could just lie back in her coffin.
It seemed there was no hope of relying on her anymore.
Booming—
Outside, thunder rumbled, and blinding flashes of light flickered, shaking the crystal palace with a buzzing sound.
A destructive aura seemed to pierce through the palace walls, raising the hairs on the back of everyone’s necks, leaving them in a state of panic.
But just as the lightning illuminated the sky, a spark of inspiration flashed in Li Mo’s mind!
“I’ve got a plan!”
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Chapter 414: Engaging in Battle and Finding a Way Out
“The Dayu side is about to make a move.”
Tan Zhuyin gazed at the distant lightning, resembling divine punishment, and turned to the two law kings and a group of Huàn Mó Jiào followers.
“This crystal palace is not easy to destroy, and our ancestral deity may very well be within.”
One law king spoke solemnly.
“If that’s truly the case, we might have a fighting chance.”
Tan Zhuyin nodded.
The ancestral deity was supreme, more mysterious than the legendary immortals who ascended to the heavens.
Such disrespect from the enemy would surely anger the ancestral deity of Yunmeng.
“However, the ancestral deity has been asleep for so long; we don’t know how much divine power remains,” Luo Yexian expressed his concerns.
“We’ll assist from the sidelines. It would be even better if we could keep Jiang Yu here!”
Tan Zhuyin’s eyes darkened with a fierce glint.
Just as the words left his mouth, the doors of the crystal palace slowly creaked open.
A grand and ethereal voice echoed from within:
“Who dares disturb my slumber?”
“Hmm?”
The elder, who commanded the lightning and whose every move could shake the heavens, frowned slightly, his gaze filled with suspicion.
As he passed through the underground palace, he had learned of its connection to the former Huàn Mó Jiào.
Could it be that something within was—
“Having slept for countless years, now disturbed by you, you shall remain here, forever lost in the depths of dreams.”
With a deep sigh, beautiful butterflies transformed into a magnificent and dreamlike river, pouring out from the crystal palace, quickly filling the vast underground palace.
In an instant, the boundary between reality and dreams seemed to blur.
Everyone’s eyes began to show confusion and daze, and Luo Yexian even drooled.
“Humph, what a trick!”
Booming—
The thunder of divine punishment descended.
The divine lightning swept across, instantly incinerating some dream butterflies, causing the dream to crack like a shattered mirror.
“Just a dream path; let’s see how many heavenly punishments your dream can withstand!”
The world suddenly dimmed.
And a shadow cloaked in darkness finally emerged from the river of dream butterflies, standing there alongside several powerful figures.
“The Dream God is the ancestral deity of Yunmeng; He has truly awakened.”
The dream path inheritance of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had long been extinct.
People said the Dream God was dead.
Now, with the ability to control dreams reappearing, who else could it be but the ancestral deity of Yunmeng?
“Welcome back, ancestral deity!”
Every follower of the Huàn Mó Jiào, regardless of their past misdeeds, fervently bowed in worship.
Among them were many ruthless individuals.
But the more vicious they were, the more fanatical they became about what they believed in.
Booming—
Dream butterflies and divine punishment intertwined.
The indomitable divine punishment was surprisingly distorted by the dream, almost making it seem weak.
But its power was undeniably real.
Unless the one wielding the divine lightning believed it had lost its power, as long as their heart remained steadfast, the falsehood would ultimately be just that.
Yet at the same time, that ethereal voice echoed in the ears of the Huàn Mó Jiào followers:
“Do you wish to advance further?”
“Yes!”
“Your opportunity to prove yourselves has arrived.”
“For the ancestral deity!”
The followers of the Huàn Mó Jiào, as if injected with adrenaline, charged fearlessly into battle.
The two law kings, at the sixth realm of the law body, fully unleashed their aura. At this level, all mysteries returned to themselves, unbound by the heavens and earth.
Thus, even as the two masters of the Xuan realm clashed, they maintained their combat strength.
“Protect the prince!”
“Who kicked me?”
“Damn it, kicking my door every day, capturing my sect’s people. Today, my iron legs finally have a chance to shine!!”
Meanwhile, the other Huàn Mó Jiào followers were embroiled in a fierce battle with the Tianwei guards.
“Jiang Yu, die!”
Tan Zhuyin faced off against the Dayu crown prince.
“Do you want to die again?”
Jiang Yu struck fiercely, his divine intent shining brightly amidst the myriad of external and internal scenes.
With a single punch extended.
In the midst of the rolling demonic clouds, Tan Zhuyin felt as if facing a formidable enemy.
Various powerful internal and external scenes wreaked havoc in the underground palace, creating a scene of utter chaos.
This Yunmeng Palace had already weathered the test of time.
Moreover, its roots came from the half of the Tianhuang Domain.
Now that the incomplete Tianhuang Domain had been taken by Bing Tuozi, the Yunmeng Palace had suddenly become like a rootless reed, swaying precariously under the impact of various powerful forces.
At this moment, amidst the battle.
Jiang Yu had originally intended to suppress Tan Zhuyin step by step and slay him, but suddenly his eyes narrowed.
Not far away.
A figure was stealthily slipping out through the crack of the crystal palace door, seemingly trying to escape amidst the chaos.
Is it him?
That Li Mo, ranked fourth in the潜龙 (Qianlong, "Hidden Dragon")?
However.
His cultivation was ultimately too low.
In his arms, a wisp of life-and-death divine light inadvertently leaked out, identical to the divine light from earlier in the crystal palace!
“Run!”
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