Chapter 485 - 434: Encounter Water, Become Dragon

Chapter 485: Chapter 434: Encounter Water, Become Dragon

Capital City, Imperial Palace.

The Imperial Palace grew more desolate by the day. First, the ministers resigned. Now, even the palace maids and eunuchs were sneaking away.

These people were well-informed and felt the atmosphere in the palace more keenly than anyone. They didn’t want to die, much less be buried with the Emperor, so they did everything they could to escape.

Li Chengyuan sat alone in the Imperial Study.

"I am the chosen of Heaven."

"Kill, kill, kill!"

It was as if two voices were arguing in his mind, and he was beginning to lose track of who he was.

"Silence!"

Li Chengyuan suddenly gripped a seal on his desk, and only then did the voices in his head cease.

His right hand slowly loosened. The seal had left eight large words imprinted on the desktop: "By Heaven’s Mandate, I shall live and reign forever."

Indeed, this seal was the legendary Heirloom Seal of the Realm.

This Jade Seal was said to have been the ultimate treasure of the previous dynasty—or rather, of the Demon Sect. After the dynasty fell and the Demon Sect was exiled to the Northern Plains, the Jade Seal fell into the hands of the Grand Ancestor Emperor.

The eight words were also personally carved by the Grand Ancestor Emperor.

This was no ordinary, precious jade seal. It was a Divine Artifact with the power to clear the mind and calm the spirit.

If he hadn’t been using this Jade Seal to suppress his Heart Demon, Li Chengyuan would have likely succumbed to demonic corruption long ago.

He slowly rose to his feet.

"Attendants."

His majestic voice rang out once more. The realm was in chaos, and Li Chengyuan had made his decision: he would unleash the Nine Heavens Profound Soldiers!

The Nine Heavens Profound Soldiers were weapons exclusive to a Martial Saint.

The Li Royal Race’s Nine Heavens Profound Soldiers were precisely the weapons of the Grand Ancestor Emperor. However, they were not located in the Imperial Palace, but in the Celestial Palace within the Imperial Mausoleum.

His words faded, but there was no response from outside the door.

Li Chengyuan’s brow furrowed slightly.

Suddenly—

His figure flickered, and in an instant, he appeared at the door of the Imperial Study. Just as he was about to push the door open, it was opened from the outside, revealing a sky filled with dazzling, brilliant Buddhist light.

"Amitabha Buddha. Donor Li, lay down your blade and find salvation."

From within the Buddhist light, four figures slowly emerged.

The one who spoke was an old monk with a kind and benevolent face.

There were only a few people in the world with such mastery of Buddhist Techniques, and nearly all of them belonged to two temples.

This elder monk was none other than the abbot of Xuankong Temple, the Monk Baokong.

Besides Baokong, there were three others: Song An, the Sect Leader of Zhengyang Sect; the Great Witch of the Southern Border; and the East Sea Dragon Lord. All were peerless experts at the Divinity Communication Barrier.

Seeing this, Li Chengyuan’s expression surprisingly became calm. He cursed, "If I had known, I would have killed those old fools back then."

The "old fools" he spoke of were none other than the old monsters of the Li Imperial Race.

The Capital City had stood for a thousand years without falling not just because it had enough experts, but because it was protected by the Nine Heavens Profound Soldiers in the Imperial Mausoleum. Yet now, these four great masters had appeared here silently. The reason was self-evident: he had been abandoned by the Li Royal Race.

Only a member of the Li Family could control the Nine Heavens Profound Soldiers, but that didn’t mean it had to be the Emperor.

Song An, the Sect Leader of Zhengyang Sect, spoke with a deadpan expression, "A just cause attracts much support, while an unjust one finds little. You have only brought this upon yourself."

Li Chengyuan sneered.

He looked toward the Great Witch of the Southern Border and the East Sea Dragon Lord.

"And what about you two? What’s your reason?"

The Great Witch of the Southern Border spoke in a hoarse voice, "After you die, a new Witch Country will appear in the world. The Southern Border will be the land of the Witch Race."

Li Chengyuan’s eyes filled with mockery as he turned to the East Sea Dragon Lord. "And you? Did they promise you Jiangnan?"

The East Sea Dragon Lord, with his dragon head and human body, opened his cavernous maw and spoke in a human tongue, "No. From now on, all of the Profound Sun Aquatic Race will be under the rule of the East Sea."

Li Chengyuan nodded. "A fair price."

’The old monk and Song An preach benevolence and righteousness, but in the end, they trade away the interests of the realm to get what they want.’

’How disgusting.’

Elder Monk Baokong put his palms together. "Donor Li, your Heart Demon runs deep. If you are willing to renounce your worldly status and follow this old monk to Xuankong Temple to cultivate, Xuankong Temple will immediately withdraw its forces."

Li Chengyuan’s eyes were filled with contempt.

"Old bald donkey, you think you’re worthy of making me submit!"

The East Sea Dragon Lord had the most explosive temper. The East Sea and Xuan Yang had been at war for many years, and he had long wanted to tear this Emperor Xuanyang to pieces.

"Why waste words on him? Attack together!"

Before his words had even faded, waves of water surged around the East Sea Dragon Lord. In a mere instant, the area before the Imperial Study was like a roiling, boundless ocean.

At almost the same time, the other three also made their move.

Buddhist light, sword light, and Witchcraft Curses all blasted toward Li Chengyuan at once.

Li Chengyuan’s eyes turned crimson, the sound of killing overwhelming his mind. When he looked up again, all humanity had vanished from his eyes, replaced by endless murderous intent.

"You are not worthy!"

In the next instant, berserk black Demonic Qi ravaged the Imperial Palace.

Seeing this, the expressions of the four all changed.

Elder Monk Baokong was especially horrified by the sight. "He actually cultivated the Demon God Blood Technique! No wonder he recovered so quickly!" ℯℯ𝑙.

Hearing this, the other three’s expressions turned grim.

The Demon God Blood Technique originated from the Demon Sect, created by that brilliant and stunning Demon Sect Ancestor Master. It was responsible for countless Blood Slaughters throughout the world before the Grand Ancestor Emperor rose to power and personally destroyed the cultivation technique.

They never imagined it would reappear in the world today.

Song An’s expression also turned ugly.

There were countless evil techniques in the world, but if one had to name the most evil, it would undoubtedly be the Demon God Blood Technique.

This technique upheld the Demon Sect’s doctrine: "When one person achieves the Dao, the whole world ascends." However, this technique was far more extreme in its interpretation. It was a direct path of devouring all living beings for one person’s ascension to immortality.

Once cultivated, one’s strength would increase at an unimaginable speed.

Now, even without the boost from the nation’s fortune, Li Chengyuan had reached the realm of a Divinity Grandmaster.

Elder Monk Baokong chanted, "Amitabha Buddha." Li Chengyuan’s rapid progress had been built upon a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.