Chapter 570: Chapter 569: The Urge to Kill
At the same time, within the ancient fortress of the Divine Clan, the High Priest of the Divine Clan was currently standing on the castle wall, his gaze fixed on the forest below, filled with endless murderous intent.
"Liu Zheng, even if you miraculously survive this time, don’t even think about leaving this place alive!"
The High Priest let out a cold laugh, then waved his sleeve and turned to leave the ancient fortress.
"Young Master, why have you come?"
At this moment, a young man wearing a white robe walked out of the old fortress.
"Hehe, big brother, our plan has been successful, and you have made a great contribution!"
The High Priest said with a smile, his eyes filled with a deep joy as he looked at the young man, seemingly having already completely forgotten about Liu Zheng.
Indeed, this young man named Liu Haoran was the only candidate for succession to the great leadership within the Divine Clan.
"Big brother, you flatter me; all credit goes to our second brother."
Liu Haoran said with a smile.
"Haha, your second brother has much more ability than I do. I’ve come here just to celebrate with him properly."
The High Priest of the Divine Clan laughed heartily.
"Since you have that intention, I shall respectfully comply. After you, big brother."
As he spoke, Liu Haoran gestured for the High Priest to follow him.
"Good."
After saying that, the two of them walked one after the other towards the city gates.
At the gates of the city, several conveyances were already parked, led by a gigantic carriage.
Liu Haoran and the High Priest walked side by side to the carriage, and saw the curtain of the carriage lifted, revealing the head of a young man.
The young man appeared to be around twenty years old, wearing a green shirt, with a noble appearance and extraordinary demeanor, the very image of a gracefully idle gentleman of the world.
He looked at Liu Haoran with a faint smile, "Liu Er brother, big brother."
"Hehe, big brother, look, my second brother has become even more handsome and distinguished, hasn’t he?"
Liu Haoran said with a proud smile.
"Hehe, the second brother is really too modest."
The High Priest of the Divine Clan said with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.
Liu Haoran chuckled, then said, "Now that we’re all here, let’s set off. We will need your care along the way, as our Divine Clan’s foundation here is weak, and we need you all to support us."
"Those are just our duties," said the High Priest of the Divine Clan with a smile.
"Big brother, let’s set off."
As he spoke, Liu Haoran was the first to jump onto the carriage.
The High Priest of the Divine Clan also got into the carriage, and then they heard a clattering sound echoing throughout the ancient fortress.
Meanwhile, inside the fortress, several maidservants had already collapsed to the ground in terror, trembling.
"Liu... Young Master Liu!"
Their eyes were filled with immense fear as they watched the carriage leave.
The second young master of the Liu Family, he’s still alive?
But no, that carriage that just left clearly belonged to Old Master Liu of the Liu Family!
...
A month later, in the desolate mountain range.
At this moment, an extravagantly luxurious carriage was traveling through the wilderness, its canopy adorned with several night pearls, making the carriage surrounded by a dazzling and captivating light, looking exceedingly high-end.
The interior of the carriage was even more lavishly decorated.
In the very front of the carriage sat a young man with a handsome face. At this time, the young man’s eyes were closed as if he were sleeping, but his tightly pursed lips betrayed his unstable emotions.
He was the current Heavenly God Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng was one of the four emperors of the Divine Realm, the Prince Liu Zheng. And all of this was bestowed upon him by Liu Zhenglong, the so-called big brother.
Liu Zhenglong was a demonic cultivator, who had once ambushed Prince Liu Zheng, ultimately causing Liu Zheng to be gravely injured.
Afterward, seizing the opportunity, they banished Liu Zheng to the fringes of the Divine Realm, dooming him to suffer in the mountain ranges.
Not only that, but they also implanted a Blood Gu in Prince Liu Zheng’s flesh, ensuring he would forever be a puppet, a tool of slaughter.
During the days when the Blood Gu was planted within him, Liu Zheng would periodically endure its torment, the pain so intense he wished for death.
Every day for Liu Zheng felt like an eternity, and he longed to tear Liu Zhenglong to pieces.
However, Liu Zhenglong’s power was too overwhelming, far beyond what Liu Zheng could contend with. Ultimately, with Liu Zheng’s help, he slowly regained his freedom and then left the wilderness.
"Father, aren’t you afraid of retribution for treating your own son this way?"
Lying on the bed, Liu Zheng’s eyes bulged with fury as he spoke through gritted teeth.
"Retribution? Hahahahaha, so what if there is? As long as you remain my puppet son, I will not give up any opportunity to kill you. Only by killing you can I have the ultimate victory,"
"Father, I know what you are thinking; you hope I will return to the Divine Clan, right? Unfortunately, you are wrong. I will definitely not return to the Divine Clan unless you promise me an antidote,"
"Hmph, antidote? Why should I give you an antidote? The moment you die, the Blood Gu within you will backfire on me, and then I will turn into a bloodthirsty maniac. This way, no one else will be a match for me!"
"Father, don’t push me..."
"Liu Haoran, you’d better obey my orders, or I won’t hesitate to turn you into a bloodthirsty tool of slaughter and have the whole world accompany you in death."
"Fine, Father, I agree!"
Liu Zheng clenched his teeth and ultimately nodded helplessly.
He was well aware that persisting in his delusion would only lead to endless suffering and could even result in losing himself entirely.
Moreover, he knew he had no way out in this matter.
"Alright, you can leave now. After you go back this time, I hope not to see you again; otherwise, I cannot guarantee that you won’t die at the hands of those demonic forces,"
Liu Zhenglong said coldly.
"Yes, Father."
Biting his teeth, Liu Zheng walked out of the room.
The moment he left the room, a cold chill suddenly spread from the gap under the door, followed by a strong hand that swiftly grasped Liu Zheng’s neck and hoisted him up.
...
At the same time, in a remote mountain forest within the Divine Realm, a group of demon forces was gathering.
They were the Liu Family’s power base in the mountain forest, currently discussing Liu Zheng’s whereabouts.
"I bet that little bastard has run away."
A sleazy-looking demon said.
"Run away? How could that be possible? Even if he has incredible means, he absolutely cannot escape our pursuit,"
Another demon with a gloomy face shook his head, his expression full of disdain.
"That’s not necessarily true. I sense that the little bastard is almost at his limit and, what’s more, he must have been seriously injured, hence the rapid escape,"
"That makes sense."
The demon nodded in agreement.
"Enough talk. We must catch that little bastard this time and present him to His Majesty; maybe there will even be a reward,"
The sleazy-looking demon said with hopeful eagerness.
"Yes, maybe this time His Majesty will even appoint me as a divine official. Then we won’t have to live in fear in these mountains,"
Another demon beside him added.
"Divine official? Hahaha, don’t even think about it. I couldn’t care less about being a divine official. Let’s kill that little bastard together; if we split the title of divine official, wouldn’t that be grand?"
"Hmm? That’s a good idea. Then I’ll join forces with you. I don’t believe the three of us together can’t kill that little bastard."
"Hehe, I’ve heard that the little bastard is the Divine Emperor’s son and his strength isn’t weak, so this time, the Divine Emperor himself must make a move to capture him. Otherwise, even with our extraordinary abilities, we can’t defeat His Majesty, and it’ll be a wasted effort in the end."
"So what do you suggest?"
"Since that’s the case, let’s ask the Divine Emperor to take action. We must ensure that little bastard has no return, making him taste the agony of a fate worse than death."
"Good."
"Good!"
