Chapter 2188 - 8: Historical Book Worm, Ten Thousand Generations Flower God Seed, Breakthrough and Sacrifice!

Chapter 2188: Chapter 8: Historical Book Worm, Ten Thousand Generations Flower God Seed, Breakthrough and Sacrifice!

"These days are getting harder and harder."

"North of the Panhai Wilderness, it’s been getting colder over the past three thousand years."

"Fewer and fewer adventurers and transport caravans pass through."

"And we still have to hand most of it over to that one behind the scenes... at this rate, the gang won’t even be able to keep basic operations running."

"Where is my path?"

With the general situation worsening, it was getting hard even for underground forces.

Lord Fan Yu very much wanted to wash his hands clean and quit, but whether he could get out or not wasn’t up to him.

He’d done too many things for that person in the shadows; if he suddenly didn’t want to do it anymore, the outcome would be death.

"Sigh~"

"Master, why are you sighing?"

The beauty in his arms asked coquettishly.

"You..."

Lord Fan Yu had just opened his mouth when the entire great hall suddenly shook.

The seven-layer protective barrier flared to life in an instant, and several pillars in the hall began exploding while the seat he was on suddenly sank down.

Whoosh~ he was swept into a wind tunnel leading underground in an instant.

The wind tunnel carried his desk and seat as it flowed, heading straight toward the earth core; there, a hidden Teleportation Array was activating.

"Someone broke into my lair!"

"Seven layers of barrier breached in a blink—must be a real expert. But who wants me dead? Wu Yan of Pengyu Star Land? No, he doesn’t have that kind of ability..."

Lord Fan Yu was shocked. Ever since the Snow Feather Gang was founded, he’d never faced danger like this.

"It only needs thirty thousand and forty-six Wuliang moments for the Teleportation Array to start. Even if some random Emperor comes, they won’t be able to kill me. It should be fine..."

He actually wasn’t that panicked; this was his lair after all, not something you take down easily.

Lord Fan Yu could already see the array’s light flaring—yet at that moment, the array’s foundation spontaneously cracked, and countless masses of soil overturned.

The Teleportation Array was replaced by some unfathomable Spell!

"Not good—"

Before Lord Fan Yu could react, the next Mechanical Array was also replaced by the Star Shifting in the Earth Communication Skill, and he was teleported straight into Zhao Xing’s palm.

"Interesting."

Zhao Xing’s Taichu Avatar looked curiously at Lord Fan Yu.

For such a small Snow Feather Gang, its lair actually had so many arrays guarding it. With these defensive arrays and escape methods, he could deal with ordinary Emperors; even a three- or four-tribulation Emperor would find it easy to be slipped by Lord Fan Yu.

"Senior." Lord Fan Yu immediately dropped to his knees; the instant he appeared in Zhao Xing’s palm, he knew he’d run into an utterly overwhelming powerhouse.

This pressure was even stronger than that of the person he served in the shadows.

"Senior, please spare my life. I’m willing to offer up all my wealth and serve as slave or servant."

"Fine." Zhao Xing said mildly. "Swear allegiance inside my Human Emperor Banner."

"What?! Senior—" Seeing that begging was useless, Lord Fan Yu immediately produced a Treasure—a single pure white feather.

The space of the palm trembled, as if about to tear open the void and flee.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Xing casually pinched the feather, and all anomalies vanished.

Lord Fan Yu was dumbstruck. This was the greatest stroke of fortune he’d gained in five epochs from some ruin, reserved for the day he broke free of that man’s control. With this Treasure, unless the pursuer was a Demigod, no one could possibly catch him. Yet it had just failed!

Could the one grabbing him right now be a Demigod?

"What virtue or ability does someone like me, Fan Yu, have to actually draw a Demigod to kill me?" Lord Fan Yu fell into despair.

"A petty Star Thief Leader actually has a Treasure like this—did you have a stroke of fortune, or is someone behind you?" Zhao Xing was quite pleased. "Speak. If what you tell me is valuable enough, I can spare your life."

Zhao Xing couldn’t even be bothered to interrogate him the hard way; Wei Tianchen’s medicine was worth more than this man’s life.

"Yes, Senior." Hearing this, Lord Fan Yu’s hope flared up again.

...

A day later, every member of the Snow Feather Gang vanished without a trace, all taken into Zhao Xing’s Human Emperor Banner. The Snow Feather Gang was declared annihilated.

At the same time, within the Three Yang Ancient Country, in the territory of a Sealing King.

Swish swish~

Zhao Xing forced his way through the Barrier and descended directly into the Royal Capital.

"Who?!"

A young man in luxurious vestment robes, wearing a crown, stared in shock at the person who had appeared before him.

"Snow Moon Emperor, right?"

"Who are you to dare trespass into the Snow Moon Palace?" The Snow Moon Emperor was both shocked and suspicious. He was the son of the previous King, and younger brother of the current Three Yang Country Master—someone actually dared break into his palace?

"You’re the one, all right." Zhao Xing opened his palm; the tiny Lord Fan Yu knelt there. "You’ve been controlling several Star Thief groups to satisfy your private desires. Over two epochs, you’ve killed over three hundred billion people. You’ve even harmed plenty of your own country’s citizens."

Zhao Xing recalled Lord Fan Yu’s accusations: the Snow Moon Emperor would usually toss the captives onto some Boundary Star, then summon the nobles of his own country to hold ’hunting banquets’, playing with them to his heart’s content before killing them.

He had perfectly legal slaves he could kill without repercussions, but he didn’t like that—he preferred using registered citizens, even Tao Domain Realm or Origin Realm geniuses.

Sometimes, when he got bored, the Snow Moon Emperor would even pretend to be a savior and rescue certain sects’ geniuses, fishing for a reputation for kindness.

The thrill of making the rules and then trampling them kept the Snow Moon Emperor hooked.

"You’d best not meddle. My brother is the Three Yang Country Master, my father is Laiyang Venerable. You barged into my palace..."

Whoosh~

Seeing he wasn’t even bothering to deny it, Zhao Xing didn’t waste words. After recording everything with a Star Mirror, he simply reached out and grabbed.

"Bang!"

The Snow Moon Emperor struggled desperately, but those five fingers were like a great mountain, ignoring the resistance of all his Treasures and forcibly seizing him.