Chapter 282 Blood Jade in Mouth
Horrifying and unprecedented.
Chaoyue City is a big city with a population of 600,000 people. If someone controls the entire city, even Wushi would be shocked to the point of vetoing it in one day. How is that possible? This is beyond the limits of human beings.
The situation was so serious that Gongqing and Junlin could no longer think about anything else. They looked at each other deeply and decided to rush towards the border of Yuecheng.
The main city under the emperor's feet is the most magnificent and prosperous, but now the whole city is dead and lifeless.
On the top of the mountain slope, two people sat on their horses and looked down at the entire Chaoyue City from the commanding heights with deep eyes.
The weather was clear and the breeze was warm. The city gate, which was usually bustling with merchants and tourists, was now empty. Outsiders could not get in and the people inside could not get out. The fingers of the officials who were gripping the reins were almost broken, their joints were pale and their faces were ashen.
It's a formation.
It is truly a terrifying and impossible formation.
The horse swung its tail. The owner on its back was silent for too long. Jun Lin's voice was a little stuttered. It was obvious that he was shocked and his words were not smooth. "There are people who are better than you. There are also things that are better than you. This really opened my eyes."
"This is the greatest secret of the Southern Xinjiang royal family. How can we justify it without some power?"
A voice so familiar that it made Jun Lin feel violent sounded behind them. Gongqing and she immediately turned their horses around and stared at the newcomer with murderous intent.
The gentle, fair-skinned man was elegant and graceful, with his eyes flashing a chilling light.
Following Le Zhou came a group of strange people covered in wide red robes, whose faces could not be seen clearly.
Jun Lin's hand had already reached back to grasp the hilt of the sword, and murderous intent surged towards Le Zhou like a destroyer of the sky and the earth.
Le Zhou smiled nonchalantly: "If this formation cannot be broken, no one in the city will survive in seven days. If it can be broken, it will be amazing. After all..."
This was achieved at the cost of the lives of countless people in southern Xinjiang.
In a secret underground palace not far from Chaoyue City, the damp and dark space was dimly illuminated by torches. The King of Nanjiang with white hair and silver-gray eyes sat on a round platform in the front. He wore a red robe and a hood, and held a red ring-shaped jade in his mouth.
That is blood jade.
In ancient times, a piece of jade would be placed in a person’s mouth before he or she died. When the person swallowed their last breath, the jade would slide into their trachea and block their last breath.
The jade is wrapped in flesh and blood. After many years, the blood in the corpse will seep into the jade, nourishing the dark red evil spirit, and thus the blood jade is created.
Blood jade is an extremely sinister and evil thing. It was taken out from a corpse that had been dead for many years and was sleeping underground along with snakes, insects, rats and ants. It is an evil thing that makes people feel sick and scared and dare not even touch it.
And at this moment it was being held in someone's mouth. Behind the King of Southern Xinjiang, tens of thousands of people were kneeling densely. The terrifying thing was that they all held the blood jade in their mouths during the day, just like believers bowing their heads to pray.
A moth like a dead leaf butterfly quietly landed on the shoulder of the King of Southern Xinjiang. Like him, all the people had their bodies covered with long and small wounds of varying sizes. Their blood soaked their robes and formed a shallow, thick pool of blood on the ground.
Beneath them was a strange triangular formation with intricate black and white patterns, exactly the same as the formation that covered the entire Chaoyue City.
Le Zhou, who was facing Jun Lin, put his hands behind his back and looked relaxed: "The royal family of Southern Xinjiang has declined. There are only three surviving descendants of the late emperor. In addition to me, there is a pair of twin brothers. Emperor Jing should know this."
Perhaps Le Zhou had confirmed Chunhua's identity when Wu Shi was unwilling to follow Emperor Jing back to the palace. He was indeed frightened. He did not expect that Emperor Jing could really do such a thing as disguising himself as a woman and hiding in southern Xinjiang.
Jun Lin's facial features were firm, and the anger in his eyes was about to turn into a real attack: "So what if I know you?"
"Nanjiang's population has dwindled due to the evil magic that has cursed the royal family, but we have been able to survive until now because we have our own trump card. Did you see that? Only the King of Nanjiang and I can use this secret technique now. Combined with the changes caused by some things, it will be enough to kill all 600,000 people in one go."
Le Zhou sighed: "But my good brother loves me so much that he wants to sacrifice himself to avenge the queen, so I will naturally follow his will."
He then smiled and said, "This great gift is given to the King of Yue. I hope the King of Yue will not reject it."
After saying this, the red-robed man had already covered his escape a second before Jun Lin's heavy sword was thrown.
Jun Lin jumped up from his horse, pulled out the heavy sword from the ground and put it back into the scabbard on his back. He then mounted his horse and said in a low voice, "If you don't break the formation, Chaoyue City will be destroyed in seven days. He is forcing you to take the risk by entering the formation."
When it comes to mastery of formations, the best in the world are none other than dukes and ministers. Only dukes and ministers have a glimmer of hope of breaking this terrifying formation, while everyone else has no chance.
Le Zhou wanted to force the officials to join the battle formation for these hundreds of thousands of people.
Hundreds of thousands of people died for these.
He could just walk away without worrying about anything, and the formation would not come over and cover him. Even if he wanted, the death calamity would not exist.
But the ministers won’t.
He is the King of Yue. In other words, even if he is not, he cannot watch the people of a city die.
Only now did he realize that death was his own choice.
He entered voluntarily.
He turned his head and looked at Jun Lin. That look was so deep, so deep that it could touch his soul and permeate the rest of his life.
"I'm going to find a way to enter the sun. You wait here for me."
The man's hoarse and dry voice was no longer as clear and pleasant as before.
Jun Lin's face was expressionless, his eyes were red, and his throat was dry and sore as if smoking: "You want to abandon me again? Are you going to join the battle alone when the sun sets?"
The noble rode away: "No."
Jun Lin caught up: "That's good."
She still went with him to look for the sunset. The official just glanced at her without any emotion, rode down the hill and came to the edge of the city to observe carefully.
Jun Lin was also looking at him coldly. The two of them seemed like enemies meeting each other, and it seemed like they would draw their swords against each other in the next second.
After about two hours, Gongqing rubbed his brows tiredly and finally found it. It was at the edge of the cliff.
Jun Lin's eyebrows jumped. She didn't have a good impression of the cliff. Le Zhou might have done it on purpose.
Gongqing blew the jade whistle indifferently, and soon the secret guards who had arrived earlier appeared in unison, about twenty of them.
"His Majesty!"
Gongqing sneaked in and quickly pressed Junlin's acupuncture points. Under Junlin's incredulous gaze, he pushed her to the secret guards, and said in a cold and cruel voice: "Watch Emperor Jing take her away from here, and don't let her enter the battle."
The dark guard held Jun Lin steadily, his eyes moistened: "Your Majesty..."
Gongqing's eyelashes drooped very low, completely covering the sadness inside: "Go and comfort the people and don't panic. The formation will definitely be broken within seven days."
He paused and said, "If I don't come back, I will make General Zou Tao the new king."
“…”
He stood with his back as straight as a green pine tree, his clothes embroidered with brocade patterns blown by the wind, and the crimson Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist reflected the sunlight. His figure disappeared in the formation.
Until the end, he didn't even look back at her.
Jun Lin was shaking with pain.
He abandoned her for the second time.
I would rather never have anything to do with her again than take her into the battle.
Someone untied the heavy sword from her back.
Someone said, "Emperor Jing, please forgive me for any offense I have caused you," and then picked her up and left.
As she was getting further and further away from the formation, sadness and anger surged in her chest, causing her hair to fly and her face to look ferocious like a demon.