Free Web NovelChapter 630: Chapter 193: Slaying the Emperor, Fierce Battle with the Martial God
The others also dispersed.
Li Yuan helped Xie Yu back to the room. Looking at his drunken wife, he gently helped her onto the bed, took off her shoes, and then... he walked outside.
Under the activation of the Illusion Technique, his entire body turned transparent.
Using the Path of Human World Transformation, he transformed into the appearance of a woman.
However, this woman wasn’t anyone from the Xie Mansion.
Immediately, he gazed into the distance.
His two years of cultivation, combined with the Human World Transformation, made his perception of Qi particularly clear.
He sensed the newlyweds entering their bridal chamber.
He sensed Zhao Guyue leaving.
He sensed the heavy encirclement outside the Xie Mansion, as impenetrable as a wall to even ants.
However, he wasn’t outside the Xie Mansion, but inside it.
He was less than a hundred zhang away from the bridal chamber.
With his mind clear of distractions, focusing completely...
Through this extremely unique, perhaps one-of-a-kind "Qi Observation Skill," he saw the two streams of Qi in the flower-lit bridal chamber.
The two streams of Qi were intertwined, twisting, and undulating...
Once the Emperor entered the bridal chamber, he couldn’t wait to lift the bridal veil and tear off his clothes.
Xie Wei also showed no hesitation, cooperating to remove her dress. Her eyes remained cool yet feigned a daze as she embraced the man in front of her.
The two quickly and collectively accomplished the task called marriage alliance.
From afar...
Li Yuan watched silently.
He did not draw his blade.
Admittedly, this moment might be the best time to strike.
But if he were to strike, regardless of the outcome, Xie Wei would surely die.
Some things are to be done, and some are not, and he... ultimately still had a line he would not cross.
The long night lingered, he had already merged into the night, becoming a faint, transparent silhouette, like the most ruthless and cunning monster in the world, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill his target.
He had waited for this moment for two years.
He had always been patient.
After a long time...
And another long while...
The two streams of Qi separated.
The Emperor completed the marriage alliance, and without caring for the snow-white, fragrant body in the bedding, he lifted his pants and said deeply, "Once I ascend the dragon throne again, I will make you Empress," then hurriedly left.
It was already early morning, and he needed to move quickly to summon the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry, so that by dawn, he could leave the city at the fastest speed to the Jade Capital.
Once the Jade Capital was conquered, the overall situation would be under control, and whatever he wanted would still be up to him.
He would be the emperor of the new world.
Yes...
Of the new world...
The Emperor was thinking.
Suddenly, he was abruptly bathed in a searing crimson blaze.
The silent night was sliced in half, thick smoke billowed upward, reminiscent of war fires on frontier wolf howls.
The entire world seemed to melt in the fire, everything along the path, houses, rocks, trees, everything had melted...
Bang!!
A crisp sound echoed from the Emperor’s arms.
A protective ripple flashed around him, instantly shattered, but it blocked an attack, saving his life.
In that moment, the Emperor suddenly realized what was happening.
But as he realized, the world’s most vicious, cunning, pitch-black shadow had already reached him.
No words could describe the speed of that moment.
As soon as the Emperor formed the thought...
The shadow appeared.
Just as it appeared, it delivered a close-range slash.
Dazzling, resplendent, blazing like a great sun, crimson light exploded a thousand layers deep with that slash.
However, at that moment, an extremely sudden sword appeared before the Emperor.
The sword seemed to be out of the Emperor’s control, or could be controlled at a whim.
It was an ancient bronze sword.
Once the ancient sword appeared, it was also radiant.
Li Yuan recalled the information he obtained earlier—the Emperor possessed the third-ranked weapon on the list of famous artifacts, and that weapon was likely this sword.
He had forced out the Emperor’s two trump cards with two strikes.
What was the purpose of this sword?
As his thoughts raced, he soon understood the sword’s purpose.
A figure emitting filthy black smoke appeared before the sword.
The figure held a Great Halberd exuding Yin Qi, with disheveled hair like seaweed from the deep quiet ocean, glaring white eyes and fangs, an expression filled with excitement and bloodlust, who else could it be but Lü Xuanxian?
However, compared to the majestic Grand General, the "Lü Xuanxian" before him more resembled an Evil Ghost.
Instinctively, the words "loyal spirit," "Martial God," "worship"... "Nine Paths of Loyal Spirits," "Mass Grave by the Fu River," "General Temple along the Hanzhou Path" flashed through Li Yuan’s mind.
Information that seemed unrelated connected suddenly, forming a "protective net for the Royal Family."
In the mass grave, the great heroes of the previous dynasty were buried, the Ghost Servants in the pit had awareness, walking outside like ordinary people.
Along the Hanzhou Path, the Grand General of the current dynasty acted under orders.
With nine loyal spirits, there were still seven paths remaining.
The Martial God was from a millennium ago, suppressing the talents of a lifetime, and could be regarded as the number one in the world...
But in his time, the Martial God ultimately couldn’t break the fate of Third Grade, and fell with a broken soul after five hundred years of life.
However, the great heroes, the Grand General could become loyal spirits.
Why couldn’t the Martial God?
No wonder both Lü Xuanxian and the real Emperor had that "（122169?）" after their data limits, it turned out to represent the current existence data.
The whole world, time, and space seemed to be pressed with a "slow-motion button."
As Li Yuan’s thoughts flew, his eyes narrowed, facing those pale white eyes, facing the world’s number one from a millennium ago.
Suddenly, all his battle intent ignited.
In his calm eyes, a serene flame rose.
In this moment that even lightning couldn’t describe, his Dragon Breath strike, which radiated crimson light, was still flying out, but being blocked.
