Chapter 1243 The Invisible Breath Above the Imperial City (3000 Words)

The festive atmosphere in the imperial city of Natland Central State was completely opposite to that of Eastern State. A bloody purge has continued since last night.

Countless officials and family members who had connections with Taifu Jiang were arrested by Yan Tiansi and Wu family monks who broke into the residence in public.

In just one night, the Taifu faction, which had once been able to compete with the Grand Imperial Master and the Wu family in the court, collapsed, and almost all officials in the imperial city were in danger.

In the imperial prison, Taifu Jiang, who had Nascent Soul cultivation, was sitting alone in the prison, looking calmly at the current great national master Wu Pengcang with a gloomy expression outside the Xuantie prison door.

"Master Taifu, as a veteran who has cultivated emperors for several generations, do you still not know what a serious crime it is to hinder the emperor's wedding?"

Wu Pengcang looked at the white-haired old man coldly, his tone full of hatred and viciousness:

"Because of your willfulness, more than a hundred court officials were dismissed from office, and tens of thousands of people were implicated.

"I can't believe that you can kill the future prince who has been consecrated by the Holy Emperor in front of all the officials of the court..."

Taifu Jiang ignored Wu Pengcang's strange aura, but still looked at the great national master outside the prison with a dull look.

"You can't stand it any longer. I thought you and the Wu family would save more time."

After a long time, Mrs. Jiang finally spoke leisurely.

But upon hearing these words, Wu Pengcang sneered dismissively:

"Don't think that I don't know what you are planning. In the face of absolute power, even if your people team up with the King of Dongzhou, they are just seeking death."

After saying that, Wu Pengcang raised his hand, and a scarlet crystal fragment slowly emerged from his hand:

"You must know what this is, right?"

Taifu Jiang stared at the scarlet fragment floating faintly in Wu Pengcang's palm, constantly leaking energy fluctuations, and finally a hint of horror appeared in his cloudy eyes:

"You, the Wu family, have really completely refined the Evil Lord's corpse? Don't you know that it contains ancient evil spirits..."

"Oh, this is the key to becoming the Lord of Natlan and leading to eternal life."

Wu Pengcang's face was extremely gloomy against the scarlet energy light. He interrupted Jiang Taifu's words in a low voice and pinched the fragment.

The next second, his originally delicate face suddenly became distorted, and Wu Pengcang's aura also suddenly underwent a terrifying change.

Taifu Jiang stood up suddenly, his face turning extremely pale.

This familiar and disgusting smell awakened the horrible memories that he had buried for a long time and didn't want to think about anymore.

"Eternal life, yes, eternal life...

"Eternal life is at the end of the road. With such a simple and easy-to-understand truth, why do the royal family choose a life as short as a mayfly, generation after generation?

"I want to become the Lord of Natlan, and I also want to pursue eternal life!

"This is my way!"

Wu Pengcang's voice gradually turned into hysterical madness, and this familiar ferocious tone made Jiang Taifu finally unable to control his voice and yelled:

"Obstacle! Oboirdock!

"Natland, which the late emperors have defended with their lives for generations, will surely perish at the hands of you Xiaoxiao!"

However, Taifu Jiang's scolding could not reach the ears of Wu Pengcang, who was constantly improving and was about to break through to the Taoist Realm.

And he also understood that Wu Pengcang came to see him specifically so that he could witness with his own eyes the moment when he broke through to the Taoist realm.

At the same time, the ground of the magnificent imperial city began to tremble, and the sky began to become gloomy.

Emperor Natlan has been placed under house arrest by the Uzbek family in the deepest part of the palace.

She curled up and hid in the corner of the room, looking up at the dim sky with her childish face, despair and fear making her whole body tremble.

As an emperor, she clearly knows what the changes in the sky mean.

The ancient evil suppressed by the god-killing curse is trying to come back to the world.

And she will be the first sacrifice for the evil spirit to get rid of its shackles and be transformed into an unspeakable monster.

But just as the air pressure in the imperial city gradually dropped, Wu Pengcang's momentum became stronger and stronger, like the demon god coming to the world...

"It's all in vain!!!"

A roar that seemed to come from the highest heaven exploded over the imperial city.

As this roar came, all the Natlan people in the imperial city raised their heads in fear, and clearly saw a swirling jet-black vortex appearing in the sky without knowing when.

The next second, nine pitch-black ferocious dragon heads poked their heads out of the vortex.

The giant beast that looked down upon the common people appeared and shattered the air pressure that had just gathered above the imperial city into smoke.

But the scarlet eyes of the nine-headed dragon exuded endless resentment, staring in one direction.

The imperial city was imprisoned.

Before the Natlan people in the imperial city had time to think, crisp explosions suddenly sounded on the streets in the city.

The bodies of each direct member of the Wu family, whether they were Yuan Ying ancestors or mortals, exploded and turned into black dust.

"No, no, no, that's impossible!"

Located in the prison sealed by countless formations, Wu Pengcang was blocked from breaking through by the roar that almost shattered his soul, and a mouthful of dark blood spurted out from his mouth.

He sat down on the ground, throwing away the fragments in his palm with horror written on his face.

Before the scarlet fragment hit the ground, it was entangled and wrapped by countless black auras that appeared out of thin air, and immediately dissipated into nothingness.

"Your master doesn't dare to make mistakes, so who do you think you are?"

Just as Wu Pengcang was trembling and staring at everything that was beyond his cognitive range, suddenly, a strange man's voice with a cold tone sounded in his ears.

"I guess you are the Grand Imperial Master, haha, I asked half-step, you are lucky, you can live a little longer if you get rid of some karma."

Wu Pengcang looked around, but no matter how much he searched with his spiritual consciousness, he could not find the owner of the voice.

The fact that his tribe was constantly disappearing made a conjecture flash through his mind that made him feel cold all over.

The fear on his face gradually turned into despair, and he roared unwillingly:

"The pagan bastards of Saint Rosolan are you! Everything in Xizhou is also your fault!

"Do you think you can destroy Natland by attracting other evil spirits?

"No! Natland will never perish! Natland will never bow to you pagan bastards!

"I am different from you! Your god is dead! But I will live forever, and Natlan will..."

Before Wu Pengcang's gibberish roar ended, his body exploded and turned into wisps of black air.

Taifu Jiang watched all this blankly. He couldn't believe that the great master who was almost arrogant just now and was about to use the power of ancient evil spirits to enter the Taoist Realm had just disappeared into thin air.

"Another fool who thinks he can drive away wolves and tigers, maybe I understand what it means to be in vain.

As the man's voice sounded again, the black giant beast entrenched in the sky of the imperial city began to gradually dissipate.

It was only then that Taifu Jiang collapsed on the ground.

He only felt that everything that happened just now was like a nightmare, and it was only now that the nightmare came to life.

But watching the demonic aura that was about to break through the suppression being crushed by the dragon-headed monster that appeared in the air, the crouching Emperor Natlan buried his head between his knees.

Tears fell down her face one by one.

Although the Grand Master is dead, the ancient evil still exists.

One day, the ancient evil will break through the blockade in her bloodline.

But this time I escaped, what about next time? What about the future?

As the emperor, although she had only succeeded to the throne for less than a few years, crazy existences like the Wu family, who were bewitched by evil spirits, would always appear again and again.

The emperor, alone, sobbed with a deep sense of despair.

Only at this time did she dare to reveal the cowardice in her heart.

She really misses the happy time when her father, emperor, mother, queen, royal brothers and sister were all together.

The god-killing curse and the heavy sense of responsibility handed down from generation to generation have made the girl breathless.

The great national master is dead, but what will happen to Natlan's future?

"I don't want to be an emperor anymore, I just want to live like an ordinary person...

"Father, brother, what should I do... Guwu..."

Just as the girl was choking, a thin, human-shaped black mist slowly and silently gathered in front of Emperor Natlan.

After watching in silence for a long time, a gentle man's voice faintly sounded from the black mist:

"Entrusted by your brother and sister, I will definitely help you solve the God-killing Curse from its root cause.

"Before that, take this Mind Cube with you and remember to protect yourself."

"?!"

The girl with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes suddenly raised her head and saw a blue cube with white particles hovering in front of her being handed to her by the human-shaped black mist that was still dissipating.

"You...who are you? Were you responsible for the fall of the Great Imperial Master and the nine black dragons?

"Are you the incarnation of heaven, or a foreign god?"

Hearing that the girl was obviously scared, but still pretending to be calm and speaking a majestic tone, the humanoid black mist that had almost dissipated to the point of being invisible seemed to be recalling something, and let out a chuckle.

"Donghuang, I am the commander from Donghuang and a member of Starfire.

“The day I see you, there will be no more emperor in Natland, and there will be no more demons.

"So, you must persist until that day comes."

As the last, almost inaudible words fell, the human-shaped black fog in front of her eyes completely dissipated.

He was left kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the black-haired girl who caught the blue Rubik's Cube in mid-air with both hands.

And watching the white light particles in the blue Rubik's Cube gradually stop rotating, the girl's originally empty and dull eyes finally regained their luster.

"Donghuang...commander..."

A few hours later, the chaos in the imperial city finally settled.

All the civil and military officials and Master Jiang who were imprisoned by the Wu family were rescued from the imperial prison.

But when they returned to the court, they found that their emperor was still sitting on the dragon throne with a calm expression.

It's like everything is under control.

But for some reason, these officials, who are very good at observing words and expressions, always feel that their unsmiling emperor's face has a vitality that they have never seen before, and that is similar to his age.

On the desk in front of their emperor, there were many memorials from various states regarding the Spark Column.