"good!"
…
The next day.
Li Lingge's robes fluttered, and chaotic divine fire surged around him.
His gaze penetrated the clouds and reached the deepest part of the Tiansheng Dynasty, the towering imperial palace that was as majestic as the sky.
"Zhao Wuji!"
A deep voice echoed in the void, carrying with it a deep murderous intent.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up, and a wisp of gray chaotic energy emerged, then transformed into countless fine runes, moving like a living thing.
These runes are ancient and evil, and each one contains a curse power that is enough to make even the gods tremble.
"Chaos is the guide, curse is the medium..."
As he whispered, the entire sky suddenly darkened, and thick dark clouds rolled and gathered, forming a vortex that covered the sky and the sun.
His eyes completely turned into a chaotic color, and the runes around his body spun wildly, eventually condensing into a curse seal that covered the sky and the sun.
"In my name, I curse your soul to shatter and your imperial destiny to collapse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the curse seal suddenly erupted, transforming into a gray torrent that spanned the sky and earth and rushed straight into the imperial palace.
Tiansheng Dynasty, inside Kunning Palace.
Zhao Wuji smashed the table with one palm, and the emperor was furious:
"She secretly replaced the imperial guards. Does Su Qinghuang even take me seriously?!"
The queen stood aside, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes, immediately adding fuel to the fire.
"Your Majesty, she's about to rebel! If she's not severely punished, won't everyone in the harem follow suit?"
Zhao Wuji's face was as gloomy as water, and he stood up suddenly: "I want to see where she gets the courage from!"
However, just as he stood up, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth without warning!
"His Majesty?!"
As the emperor of the Tiansheng Dynasty, Zhao Wuji has lived for tens of millions of years and witnessed countless magical powers and secret techniques, but he has never felt such a terrifying power of a curse.
boom--
The national defense formation above the imperial palace was instantly activated, and ninety-nine golden dragon phantoms roared out, trying to block the gray torrent.
However, wherever the power of the curse passed, the golden dragon wailed and collapsed, and the formation collapsed inch by inch!
"How is that possible?!"
Zhao Wuji's face changed drastically, and he did not hesitate to use his own imperial weapon, the Heavenly Saint Seal, to try to suppress the curse.
However, the gray torrent rushed in like a flood, directly penetrating all obstacles and slamming into his forehead.
"ah--"
Zhao Wuji let out a heart-wrenching scream, and blood instantly gushed out of all his orifices.
He staggered back, the imperial aura around him dissipated wildly, and his originally majestic face aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"No! This is impossible!"
He raised his hand tremblingly, trying to grab something, but found that he couldn't even muster a bit of strength.
The Chaos Curse was like a cancer in his bones, madly corroding his soul, destiny, and imperial fortune. Even the dragon vein power in his body was rapidly disintegrating!
Plop!
Zhao Wuji fell to his knees, his eyes vacant.
His consciousness was completely shattered by the Chaos Curse, and he fell into eternal darkness. Only a faint trace of life remained, as if the curse deliberately spared his life, allowing him to witness with his own eyes that everything he owned was reduced to ashes!
The queen was horrified and hurried forward to support him.
"Your Majesty!"
At the same time, inside Fengqi Palace.
Su Qinghuang looked in the direction of Kunning Palace and murmured.
"Zhao Wuji, something really happened!"
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