Huang Hong shouted, "Your Majesty, fight back!"
"I will not strike back,"
Emperor Longqing remained immobile, "If my son wants to kill me, let him do it. I shall go to my death. I will never raise my hand against my own progeny no matter what."
"Your Majesty!"
Huang Hong understood.
Even commoners say, "Family scandals must not be publicized," let alone the Imperial Family.
To have a son kill his father is a disgrace beyond compare.
If the father struck back, it would probably bring the Cao Family’s reputation completely to the ground.
"Come! Kill me, and take my place on the throne!"
Emperor Longqing offered his neck, "Even if you’re wrong, our ancestors’ spirits in heaven will punish you one day!"
This scene.
Took all those present somewhat by surprise.
Things had escalated to this point, and the Emperor still dared not make a move?
"To preserve the royal face, such restraint indeed."
Outside the bedchamber.
The earthquake continued unabated.
Chen Sansi crouched on a continuously shaking branch, watching the scene inside with perfect clarity.
The Crown Prince had hidden his capabilities well.
Even Chen Sansi had not seen it coming.
Through the Qi Observation Skill, it was clear that this old man was just a regular person.
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The Incense Fire Divine Sect’s Divine Skills allow an ordinary person to quickly gain such formidable combat abilities in a short time. Perhaps that’s why they offer living sacrifices.
From the incident’s start until now.
It was just half an hour, in fact.
He was in no hurry, continuing to observe from the shadows.
"Ssshh~"
At that moment.
He noticed another group of people appearing in the corner of the square.
"What a lively scene,"
Cao Zhi hid behind a rock, peering into the hall, "It seems that even without this prince’s help, the Ziwei consecration ceremony won’t be dull. What do you think, what method did the Incense Fire Divine Sect use to make my sickly brother so formidable?"
"According to the latest intelligence, it seems to be some kind of True God Dao and Evil God Path,"
Zhang Zhao said, "When shall we make our move?"
"No rush, let’s wait a bit longer. It’s not our place to interfere now,"
As they spoke.
The trembling of the ground intensified.
"What’s going on?!"
Cao Zhi, supporting himself on the ground with one hand, asked, "How is the situation at the underground cavern? Have they not returned yet?"
"My lord!"
"Something’s wrong!"
"..."
Two surviving disciples from the Seeking Immortal Tower stumbled back.
"Where’s Eunuch Lao?"
Cao Zhi sensed something was amiss, "Why only the two of you? What happened?"
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"Zhang Lai Zi, it’s Zhang Lai Zi!"
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The disciple of the Seeking Immortal Tower said with a face full of terror, "He used Heavenly Fire to burn Lord Lai Zi and the others to death, and then he took all the Grand Ancestor Relics!"
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Cao Zhi was somewhat incredulous, "Where did such a powerful cultivator come from?"
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"Grandpa!"
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Cao Fan, looking at his grandfather in a Taoist robe, felt a twinge of guilt, "Father King absolutely had no intention of harming your life. His loss of control is due to borrowing Divine Power. Grandpa, there is still time to abdicate."
Upon hearing this,
Emperor Longqing immediately looked at the Black-robed Monk, "Evil monk, what have you done to my son?"
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"The Crown Prince is the Hierarch of our Incense Fire Divine Sect!"
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The Black-robed Monk, supporting himself with the Zen Stick, said, "For the sake of the people, he willingly gave up the True God Dao to cultivate the Evil God Path. Even so, the Crown Prince still refrained from conducting large-scale sacrifices to extend his life; otherwise, why would he fall ill so frequently?
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"For country and people, such is the Crown Prince’s commitment. Aren’t you shamed enough to abdicate, Your Majesty?"
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The words that followed,
were all ignored.
Emperor Longqing began to lift his head slowly, the aura of the dragon starting to appear on his face; without uttering a word, the suffocating feeling intensified, "I always said, my son has always been filial, how could he change overnight and commit such an act of disobedience? Turns out...
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"There are demons like you instigating behind the scenes!
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"First, you stirred up trouble in the court; then you used Sorcery to control my son. You demons, your hearts deserve death, your crimes must be annihilated."
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In just a few words,
what happened tonight turned from a forced palace change to religious upheaval.
No matter what happens next,
it was to save face for the Imperial Family.
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"..."
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Chen Sansi thought to himself.
The Imperial Family is really troublesome. Even a scuffle begins with a pile of absurd justifications.
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"Old Emperor!"
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The Crown Prince spoke in a voice that had completely changed, as if it emanated from the depths of the underworld, disdainfully saying, "Shouldn’t you kneel and pay homage to me, or perhaps I might leave you a whole corpse."
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"What demon dares?"
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Emperor Longqing faced him and said coolly, "State your name."
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"Demon?"
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The Crown Prince let out a cold laugh impossible to discern as male or female, "I am a deity. You’re merely a mortal emperor who has practiced only the surface of Immortal Law; how can you be so insolent?
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"Your Majesty!"
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Huang Hong called out, "Please, Emperor Wan Shou, take action and subdue the demon to save the Crown Prince!"
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"I’ve cultivated for over forty years and never once made a move."
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Emperor Longqing said leisurely, "Today, it seems I shall make a small demonstration of my skills."
The Crown Prince, who had been a hundred steps away, had somehow already come close, his hand’s Incense Fire Divine Power manifesting as a sword blade that was about to cleave down upon the elder’s head.
Finally, Emperor Longqing moved.
He violently swung the horsetail whisk draped on his arm, unleashing dazzling golden light, and what was distinctly a horsetail whisk under the boost of the golden light, could actually vie with the sword blade wrapped in purple light.
A clash of forces.
The Taoist-robed Old Emperor floated back gracefully and landed steadily on the ground.
The Crown Prince also stabilized his figure in the void.
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"Whoosh——"
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Emperor Longqing swung the horsetail whisk again.
This time,
curtains fell from the top of the great hall, just covering him and the Crown Prince from view, so that the rest of their confrontation could no longer be seen by anyone else; only rumbling sounds and flickering lights could be heard.