By the time Qin Yu saw the corpse, two hours had passed. The corpse had been cleaned up and a new set of clothing placed upon it. But, its distorted expression couldnât be concealed.
It was Shang Yuntai.
Qin Yu fell silent. In a daze, he recalled the past and how Shang Yuntai had been struggling to survive as he slowly died from poison. The reason Qin Yu had helped him out was because Qin Yu also shared a similar experience in his own past.
But now, Shang Yuntai had died.
Shang Yuntai had experienced endless tribulations and had barely managed to survive after struggling on the precipice of death. Shang Yuntai was supposed to have obtained a new life, but in the end he couldnât escape his pitiful destiny and had died like thisâ¦all of his hard work and effort were now for nothing.
In truth, Qin Yu and Shang Yuntai didnât have much of a friendship. But when Qin Yu saw his corpse, for some reason he couldnât help but feel an intense sense of restlessness in his heart.
As the Demon Envoy felt the increasingly terrifying aura coming from Qin Yuâs body, his complexion changed. He hesitated repeatedly and finally said, âYour Majesty Holy Monarch, the Mu Family indeed does have a crime-pardoning imperial edict. I ask that you consider these things before you mete out your punishment.â
Qin Yu said without expression, âNo matter their status, I want three generations of the Mu Family, including all adult men and women, to be summarily executed! Babies, children, old women, I want them exiled to the border and their cultivations to be abolished. None of them are allowed to cultivate ever again!â
The Demon Envoyâs eyes widened, âYour Majesty!â
Throughout the years, the Mu Family had become deeply ingrained within the Demonic Path. Due to generations of marriage into other families, their network of influence was complex. Even if only three generations were implicated, this was a dreadfully large scope. It would surely shake up the Demonic Path.
Qin Yu calmly said, âDidnât Mu Yunli kill Shang Yuntai to enrage me? Then, I will fulfill his wish.â
He lifted a hand, his expression ice cold. âThere is no need for further discussion. Go and carry out my order.â
The Demon Envoy took a deep breath. He bowed and drew back. He had fulfilled his responsibility of giving advice. Since His Majesty the Holy Monarch insisted on this, he could only comply.
To use the entire Mu Family to create trouble for the Holy Monarch, Mu Yunli that old bastard, he was a truly vicious and ruthless dog!
Within the chamber, only Qin Yu was left. When he looked at the ice cold corpse of Shang Yuntai, he slowly said, âThe entire Mu Family will be buried with you. If you can hear me in the underworld, I hope you can find peace.â
With a flick of his sleeves, space disintegrated and submerged Shang Yuntaiâs body, turning the corpse into ashes. Then, Qin Yu turned and walked away, an introspective look in his eyes.
They had both struggled to move forward and reverse their destinies. But, Qin Yu would not allow himself to suffer the same fate that befell Shang Yuntai.
He could not!
Within two days, three generations of Mu Family adults were slain in cold blood. So much blood flowed out that the color lit up the skies, nearly dyeing the heavens red.
To kill one person was simple. To kill ten wasnât hard. But what about a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, or even more? With just a thought from one person, tens of thousands of heads rolled.
For a time, those within the Demonic Pathâs Holy Land small world were left in a bewildered panic. They felt infinite fear and trepidation towards the actions of the new Holy Monarch.
Luckily, it seemed that His Majesty the Holy Monarch had slaked his blood thirst with the extermination of the Mu Family; he didnât do anything else shocking. Things seemed to calm down on the surface, but a storm of blood and thunder still surged in the darkness.
Of course, all of these things occurred in secret. The Demonic Path was preparing to welcome a joyous grand ceremony to pay respects to His Majesty the new Holy Monarch.
A long time had passed since the last Holy Monarch perished. Now, the Demonic Path welcomed a new peak character who could summon winds and clouds, who stood upon the pinnacle of the world. It was something worth celebrating.
On the day of celebration, the Dark Night Demon Regionâs Supreme Seat and the Blue Skies Yellow Springsâ Yama gathered together. With this, the three heads of the Demonic Path reunited once more. When the countless cultivators of the Demonic Path saw this, they were so excited that they began to cry.
During the celebrations, the three heads of the Demonic Path only made a brief appearance at the start. After that, they headed into the Holy Palace where they began their first meeting.
Besides them, no one knew what they spoke about. But a day after the celebration, news spread out from the Demonic Path. Like a meteor crashing into the sea it immediately set off a torrential wave throughout the entire Land of Divinity and Demons.
Ten days from now, the Demonic Pathâs Holy Monarch would personally go to pay a visit to the Immortal Sect!
Countless cultivators were left dumbfounded. When they first heard this news their first thought was that it was some nonsensical talk. The Immortal Sect and Demonic Path might seem to have a cordial relationship on the surface, but the truth was that they were mortal enemies who had fought against each other for countless years. They both wished that their opponent would die.
The Demon Sovereign visiting the Immortal Sect?
Please tell me, who was the one that wrote this brainless script? What kind of joke was this!?
But soon, everyone determined that this news wasnât fake!
The Demonic Path announced to the world that this was the decision of the Demonic Pathâs new Holy Monarch. Now, all they waited for was the response of the Immortal Sect.
All cultivators who knew of this matter waited with bated breath and pale faces. Fear surged in their hearts. Was another great war going to erupt between the Immortal Sect and Demonic Path?
The entire Land of Divinity and Demons fell into a state of deep oppression because of the contact between these two titans.
A day later, the Immortal Sect announced that they would welcome the arrival of His Majesty the Holy Monarch. When this news spread out, it also caused another fierce earthquake.
But in fact, this was something normal. The Demonic Path had already made a move and the Immortal Sect wouldnât retreat.
Moreover, this was the Demon Sovereign visiting the Immortal Sect. The Immortal Sect had nothing to fear!
Everything would be decided in ten days when the Demon Sovereign visited the Immortal Sect. The attention of the world was completely gathered here.
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Immortal Sect, Nineheaven Mirrormoon Palace.
Shen Yuanyin was frozen within a giant block of ice. She closed her eyes, her aura violently fluctuating within her.
Suddenly, she fiercely opened her eyes. There seemed to be a galaxy spinning around in the depths of her eyes as countless fragmented images passed.
Bang â
The thick ice didnât seem as if it could withstand the strength that arrived. It was directly blasted apart.
Shen Yuanyin stuffily coughed and the sea of stars within her eyes rapidly faded away. Blood trickled down from the corners of her lips.
âShen Yuanyinâ¦Ning Lingâ¦Shen Yuanyinâ¦Ning Lingâ¦â
A bitter voice echoed through the hall.
â¦
The night was dark like water, concealing all. One couldnât even see their fingers in front of their face. In a barren wilderness, a wild wolf was enjoying the flesh and blood of the prey it just brought down. It gobbled up its meal in great gulps while carefully sweeping its eyes around.
Suddenly, the wild wolf stiffened. Then, its head rolled over.
But no blood flowed out from the corpse. Even the bits and pieces of fragmented flesh began to wither away and lose all luster.
A figure with a hunched back appeared beside the wolf corpse. Its mouth seemed to be swallowing something. Then, it let out a comfortable sigh.
âYou even eat such weak blood energy. Old Hunchback, it seems your condition isnât so great. If you canât endure it any longer and are going to die soon, you might as well give me your cultivation rather than waste it.â
A hoarse voice came from afar. A foggy figure floated in.
The hunchbacked figure grinned, âOld Ghost Head, even if you die I can still live well!â
A third voice rose up, âOld Hunchback is right.â This new arrival was silent for a moment, approaching closer before speaking again, âNone of us can outlive him.â
The foggy figure laughed but didnât say anything else.
âStop struggling. If you really wanted to be freed, remember to give me the benefits. Hahâ¦Iâm really tired of living!â A hatchet emerged from thin air, cutting open a door. A thin figure walked out. Wrinkles covered his face and weariness filled his eyes.
âTsk tsk. Woodchopper you are unexpectedly still alive. I heard that Solitary Westgate personally hunted you down. It seems your luck is as good as ever!â
Woodchopper Fu humphed. He absolutely didnât want to remember the past. It was just a little bitâ¦just a little bit, and he would have died.
âThatâs enough. We gathered here today for an important matter.â
The atmosphere fell silent.
Old Ghost Headâs voice became even hoarser, like two rusty iron sheets rubbing against each other, âWoodchopper, we all understand your meaning. But something like thisâ¦hehe, just the smallest mistake and we are all done for.â
Woodchopper Fu coldly sneered. âEven if it wasnât for this, how long can you all keep on lasting for? The ceremony has been prepared for many years and now we are just missing a qualified sacrifice. This is the best chance for us. We will never have another like it!â
The quiet one said, âI approve.â
The first old man looked up, âHow strange. This dumb mute is usually the quietest and most cautious yet he agrees so quickly.â
The mute said, âItâs a rare chance!â
Woodchopper Fu grinned, causing waves on his faceâs wrinkles. âItâs not easy for any of us to live. Stop delaying. Letâs vote.â
The four all agreed.
âWe only have one chance.â
âWe will bet our lives.â
âWe must be careful.â
âWe will do our best!â
The four voices spoke up together. Then, they slowly faded away, like the hum of flies, gradually disappearing.