by <unknown>
Feng Wuji praised and admitted his inferiority in the art of Karma, he said, “Let’s go!”
As Zhong Yue had left the Xian Tian Palace, he was moving toward a single direction and had already traveled a long distance. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and he reached his hand out, clawing a human god back in his hand.
“Why do you run when you see me?” Zhong Yue smiled, “One of Consort Tian Si’s? Is she trying to set me up again?”
The human god was shuddering in fear while Zhong Yue waved his hand and let the human god off. He thought, Consort Tian Si, my art of Karma was inferior to yours back then, but the same cannot be said for now, keep on dreaming if you try to set me up this time.
Feng Wuji, Fu Baochu, and Kua Fumao were following Consort Tian Si as they rushed ahead of Zhong Yue to set up an ambush on his path. All of a sudden, Consort Tian Si’s face changed drastically and she exclaimed in shock, “Shit! Mister Yi is trying to run his calculations on me! He probably knows where we are now!”
Feng Wuji quickly said, “Stop it!”
“It can’t be stopped!”
Consort Tian Si gritted her teeth, “His art of Karma is stronger than mine now. How is it possible? How can he grow so strong in just a short while of time? Senior Fu, I need your help. I will run calculations on him and concoct a Karmic Line, he will surely come for it. Senior Fu, protect the Karmic Line while I compete with him!”
Fu Baochu smiled, “Do your best.”
Consort Tian Si gave a stern yell, totem patterns flew out from her and she started concocting Zhong Yue’s Karmic Line. The Karmic Line was seen shuddering in a violent manner almost instantly as it was formed, it was as if there was a strange force coming from the void trying to break it apart.
However, with Fu Baochu’s abundant arcane energy helping Consort Tian Si, the Karmic Line was successfully suppressed and stopped shuddering anymore.
Consort Tian Si heaved a breath of relief, she inspected the Karmic Line and said, “He has changed his path, let’s go!”
The crowd followed her and rushed into a beautiful sacred land. Consort Tian Si suddenly stopped and saw a crane winging by above them peacefully, she smiled, “He will surely has to pass through this place…”
Xiu—
An arrow flashed by their sides and enraged Kua Fumao. Kua Fumao flicked a finger and the divine arrow was shot back at a greater speed toward the shooter. The divine arrow bore a hole through the shooter’s forehead and when Kua Fumao toward it, it was a young celestial with strange looks. There were five tails behind him and a horn on his forehead.
“Disciple of the Zheng Race? Why did he shoot at me?” Kua Fumao muttered curiously.
All of a sudden, clamors came from below them as the Zheng gods swarmed over with anger, they were shouting, “Young master is dead!”
“This Kuafu killed young master!”
Kua Fumao gave a cold sneer, “He shot me first, he deserved it!”
Whereas Consort Tian Si’s face has changed drastically, she exclaimed in utter shock, “Young master? The Zheng Race’s young master? The ancestor of the Zheng Race had a son at his later days, he loved him more than anything. By the looks of it, this young master of the Zheng Race is about to reach maturity and cultivate into a Deity now…”
Feng Wuji was stunned, he exclaimed, “Kua Fumao, he wasn’t aiming for you, he is going for the white crane!”
Consort Tian Si was shocked, she quickly turned back and searched for the white crane but it was long gone.
Even if that white crane is a monster god, its speed can’t possibly be that fast!Consort Tian Si’s heart thumped vigorously, That’s not a crane, that’s Mister Yi!
In the sacred land, a violent burst of godly aura shot through the firmament and an old and hoarse voice could be heard mourning, “My son…”
The voice was old, but the power in it was strong still, it alone has shuddered Feng Wuji and Consort Tian Si into muffled a deep groan each and with blood trickling down the corner of their mouths.
Kua Fumao’s eyes turned dull and blood streamed like a waterfall out from his mouth.
“My son… I want you all to die with him!” In the shaking sacred land, godly rays burst out into the sky as if there were a million suns rising up into the sky. The stalwart Zheng Race’s Creators flew up with a mourning old Imperial Emperor in the center.
“Kill them!’ The old Imperial Emperor shouted and the Heavens rose from the Zheng Race’s sacred land. Their godly rays shone brightly on the ground while the experts lunged toward their targets.
“Senior martial brother!” All of a sudden, Fu Baochu clenched on Kua Fumao’s neck and broke it, waved his hand and perished Kua Fumao’s Yuan Shen, then he laughed, “Senior martial brother, the murderer is dead, your son’s death is avenged, there is no need to fight anymore, is there?”
The old Imperial Emperor ignored and rushed forward, Fu Baochu frowned and gave a cold laugh, “Old brat, you dare ignore my goodwill…”
Krong—
Fu Baochu cast out the Fuxi True Form of high and great power, he defeated the Zheng Race’s old ancestor in just a few moves, causing the latter to spurt out blood incessantly.
“Don’t kill him!” Consort Tian Si shouted, “The Zheng Race is one of the Haoying’s faction! The Haoying Clan is just nearby…”
Dong—
As she finished saying, the Zheng ancestor’s head fell to the ground. Fu Baochu heard her and was stunned, his face changed drastically and shouted, “Shit! Run!”
He dashed forward, clenched Feng Wuji and Consort Tian Si in his hands and flashed out. But it was then that the skies cracked and an endless wave of Imperial Monarch’s aura crashed down from the sky.
A monarch-level weapon had crushed the space barrier and descended upon Fu Baochu!
Fu Baochu quickly let them go and clashed head-on with the monarch weapon. WIth just a change of bout, Fu Baochu was heavily wounded, he grabbed the two again and continue flashing away while the Haoying Clan’s monarch weapon waned slightly in power.
However, the second strike came soon enough and it was still immeasurably powerful enough to gravely wound Fu Baochu. And after the third strike, Fu Baochu’s face turned pallid like snow.
Yet, as an experienced and battle-seasoned Imperial Emperor as well as a Fuxi, Fu Baochu’s speed was still shockingly fast to bring them out from the monarch weapon’s attack range.
Fu Baochu turned and looked back and saw the monarch weapon hovering still, it wasn’t chasing after them. He heaved a breath and his aura has fallen to an incredibly weak state, “Thank goodness. What’s with that white crane?”
Consort Tian Si didn’t answer as she glanced around in terror.
Fu Baochu was shocked, he also looked around and saw the strange totem patterns flowing around them. They were monarch-level totem patterns. Fu Bauchu’s voice quivered, “This is…”
“The Haoying Clan’s Hill of Monarchs’ Burial…” Consort Tian Si muttered as she looked at the ancient mausoleum, “We are in the Haoying Clan’s mausoleum…”
She looked out and saw a white crane alighting on a branch of a towering tree, it was tidying up its feathers and suddenly, it turned into a celestial that sat on the branches. He looked at her and drew a line across the front of his neck.
“Mister Yi!” Consort Tian Si clenched her teeth and said.
Chapter 849: Killing A Great Presence |
Fu Baochu and Feng Wuji looked up and saw Zhong Yue casually sitting on the old tree smiling at them. Feng Wuji’s heart sank and Fu Baochu spurted out a mouthful of blood, he smiled, “So you are Mister Yi? You are really amazing to be able to push us into this perilous situation. Little human girl, looks like you are weaker than him.”
Consort Tian Si humphed and didn’t reply.
Although Fu Baochu was gravely wounded, he remained his composure and said placidly, “You are not bad, young but you dare to set up an Imperial Emperor, even forcing me into killing that Kuafu Deity
Emperor. You are stunning, truly stunning.”
Feng Wuji’s heart sterned up as he thought of Kua Fumao’s death.
It seemed like a coincidence at first glance but when he looked back at it now, Kua Fumao’s death happened so quickly and suddenly. Clearly, it was the product of Zhong Yue’s art of Karma.
Zhong Yue had intentionally exposed his movements to Consort Tian Si, leading them to the Zheng Race’s sacred land just nearby to the Haoying Clan. Then, he chose the time when Zheng Clan’s young master headed out for a hunt, turning into a white crane and making himself a target for the young master.
It was then that Consort Tian Si and the others arrived. Him as a white crane flew past above them and made Kua Fumao mistakenly kill the Zheng Clan’s young master.
As a result, the Zheng Race’s quick-tempered grand ancestor rushed out to avenge his son. Fu Baochu tried to pick themselves out trouble by killing Kua Fumao, thinking that his death would appease the Zheng Race. But his miscalculation of the Zheng Race grand ancestor’s temper led to the outbreak of the battle.
Fu Baochu was, after all, an old Imperial Emperor of the ancient era. He was able to easily kill the Zheng Race’s grand ancestor. However, his actions had triggered the retaliation of the Zheng Race’s leader, the Haoying Clan.
The awakening of the Haoying Clan’s monarch weapon and its suppression forced Fu Baochu into bringing Feng Wuji and Consort Tian Si to make for the run. It felt as if they had escaped the monarch weapon’s range of attack, but the truth was that the monarch weapon had been narrowing Fu Baochu’s room before finally successfully forcing them into the Hill of Monarchs’ Burial.
All of this was part of Zhong Yue’s calculations; thus, he had been waiting for here, watched as they took step after step, moving closer to death.
If his art of Karma is really this strong, the Haoying Clan experts will be arriving soon! Beads of cold sweat gushed out of Feng Wuji’s forehead.
Whereas Fu Baochu smiled, “You are audacious, as a Deity, you dare to set up an Imperial Emperor. I appreciate your talent and so I am offering you a chance to be my servant. If you kneel before me now, I will gladly take you under me.”
Zhong Yue looked at him, and suddenly said, “In the Heavenly River, the State of Fuxi has three factions in it. One being the traitors, the other being the reincarnated gods, and the last being the remaining few true Fuxi. I wonder, which are you?”
Rays flashed across Fu Baochu’s eyes and he sneered coldly, “Junior, you dare talk to me like this? Do you know what the consequence will be?”
“You blabber too much, trying to drag time so you can secretly heal your wounds?” Zhong Yue said tranquilly, “Your wounds are grave, you truly are a great cultivator to be able to still be standing after clashing directly with the monarch weapons. However, the Dao in your body has been shattered into pieces, it is impossible to heal it any time soon.”
Fu Baochu laughed, “It’s still more than enough to kill you!”
Feng Wuji whispered, “Senior, he is dragging time too, he is waiting for the Haoying experts to arrive.”
Fu Baochu’s heart stiffened up.
Zhong Yue shook, “Wuji, you’ve mistaken my motives. I am not dragging any time here.”
Feng Wuji laughed, “You aren’t calling me Mister anymore? Back in the Ancestral Star, you were so polite.”
He was referring to the old days back in the Ancestral Star Swords Gate, when Zhong Yue addressed Elder Pu as Mister.
“Mister?” Zhong Yue smiled and answered softly, “This isn’t a title anyone can simply give himself. The 24 monarch races, the Xian Tian Palace, they address me as a Mister because I am qualified to hold this title. As a Mister, one’s knowledge and wisdom are higher than most and sees the grand universe as only a game of chess. If I don’t have the blood of a few strong presences on my hands, how do you think I would’ve earned Imperial Emperor Xian Tian’s favor?”
He said insouciantly, “I can sit and watch as the Haoying kill the three of you, or I can also make you bugs perish in the mausoleum.”
Fu Baochu snorted with laughter, “Little child, big words you have there. A mere Deity and you want to kill us…”
His body moved and immediately, the seals of the mausoleum were triggered and unleashed immeasurably strong skills down at him. Fu Baochu quickly stopped and locked his brows deep as he examined his surroundings.
“Don’t believe me? Then let me show you,” as he said, incarnations walked out of Zhong Yue’s body. These incarnations all had sour and bitter expressions as they walking toward the mausoleum of the Haoying monarchs unwillingly.
They sighed, “Look at us, this is how bad the incarnations treated. It’s always us at the short end of the stick.”
“I want my rights as an incarnation!”
“Remember to reincarnate me!” One of the incarnations turned back and said.
Then, the incarnations were seen ramming straight into the mausoleum, triggering all of the monarch-level seals!
It was too terrifying to explain. The monarch auras surged high into the sky, the slaughtering arrays and sealing formations placed by the Haoying Clan’s Imperial Monarchs have been activated.
As the array formations were triggered, the countless divine weapons used to form them burst out. These divine weapons were at the least Deity Emperor-level divine weapons and there were even the Imperial Emperor-level divine weapons; and they were connected to the deepest part of the mausoleum, perhaps even linked to the monarchs’ coffins.
In order to dispel the array formations, the easiest way was to enter the mausoleum and find the monarchs’ coffins, breaking the cores of the seals and array formations on the coffins. However, the risk for them to take was a chance of survival of one in a million.
Incarnations were walking out of Zhong Yue’s body without rest, they rushed into the mausoleum and triggered every single array formation. In an instant, the whole mausoleum suddenly became a hellish death trap!
In Zhong Yue’s eyes, it felt like the world was dying and destruction has fallen upon the land. The godly rays were flashing all over the places, the earth perished and sky shattered, the various elements were tumbling in chaos, ravaging the surroundings. The raging energies had turned the mausoleum into a huge slaughtering array!
In the midst of the chaos, Fu Baochu and the rest were nowhere to be seen, they were covered by the raging energies and only the faint voices of Fu Baochu groaning could be heard.
Zhong Yue sat on the branches with an expressionless face. Sometime later, the chaos has softened and the raging energies waned, and Fu Baochu’s groans of pain and agony couldn’t be heard anymore.
As the mausoleum regained its quietness, Consort Tian Si could be seen gasping for breath and holding on a flagpole, unrooting it from the soils.
Whereas Fu Baochu and Feng Wuji were seen in a shabby state, standing just a close distance beside her. Among the two, Fu Baochu was the strongest and thus, most of the attacks were focused on him. As a result, blood couldn’t stop streaming down his mouth and his mortal body had holes and deep cuts all over it.
“Consort Tian Si is really awesome, you found the core of one of the many slaughtering arrays.” Zhong Yue was surprised and he commented casually, “Not bad, not bad. Feng Wuji, you didn’t realize it yet, did you? The traitor among you.”
“Traitor?”
Feng Wuji’s heart was stiffened, he quickly turned to Consort Tian Si and so did Fu Baochu. While they were glaring at her, Consort Tian Si chortled, “Mister Yi, such a lowly trick trying to provoke our alliance. If you dare, why don’t you compete with me in the arts of Karma? Why provoke them into doing it for you if you want to kill me?”
Zhong Yue smiled, “Consort Tian Si, you purposely stepped into my trap. Weren’t you trying to use my set up to kill this Fuxi traitor? You may be able to hide it from him, but you can’t hide it from me. My art of Karma is stronger than yours now, but not by much. When you saw the white crane, you already
sensed, didn’t you? Yet, you didn’t warn this old traitor, you want him dead, don’t you?”
Zhong Yue stopped sending out any incarnations and the mausoleum regained its peace.
Hearing them, Fu Baochu raised his hand and clenched on Consort Tian Si’s neck, his squinted his eyes and questioned, “Is this little swine speaking the truth?”
Consort Tian Si coughed in lack of breath, she shrieked aloud, “You trust in him but not me? He trapped me in here too and you think I would help him? If I am doing this intentionally, I will die too…”
Feng Wuji quickly said from the side, “Senior, we still need her to calculate a way to bring us out alive!”
Fu Baochu let go of Consort Tian Si and smiled, “Don’t mind me, little girl, I am just over worrying. Let’s find a way out of this place and kill that little swine.”
Consort Tian Si was gasping for breath, and when she regained her temperament, she said, “The mausoleum’s core is at its deepest, where the monarchs’ coffins lie. With our power, it’s impossible to disarm the whole place at once. Our only choice is to disarm the slaughtering arrays one by one. It’ll take a great deal of time for me to calculate the methods for each slaughtering array. Follow me, take no wrong steps.”
Zhong Yue prompted casually, “Time is no friend to you, people. The slaughtering arrays in the mausoleum are going to change. By then, all of them will be rearranged, nothing will be the same as before anymore.
Fu Baochu’s face changed dramatically, he looked around and noticed the marvelousness of the array formations.
The slaughtering arrays around them were disarmed, they were now temporarily safe but during the shiftings of the array formations, everything would be different. The sun becomes the moon, the mountains turn into rivers, the flatland into mountains, and the sky into the earth. There wasn’t much time left for them anymore!
Consort Tian Si took a long time to run the calculations, she quickly stood up and said solemnly, “The mausoleum is changing soon, come with me!”
She strode toward the next slaughtering array while Feng Wuji and Fu Baochu followed close behind her. They moved quickly but was too late, the mausoleum has started shifting and the sky and earth were toppled.
