"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"
This is the face that has transformed into Han Chi's roar.
"Do you really think you can stop me, the Emperor?"
"Gao Wenyuan, hahaha, did you see that? I've become King Wu..."
"Bow your heads and submit, kneel and welcome me, and I, the Emperor, may spare a sliver of your human race's incense offerings!"
"King Jiangling, you gifted me Yanshan only to imprison me, Han Chi, among the human race forever. I knew of your despicable plan long ago!"
"But we must die before we sink!"
"..."
The two voices rang out alternately, creating countless ripples in the space.
"So noisy!"
Suddenly, a giant, illusory hand appeared and crushed the small, golden-black figure with a "poof," and all the noise disappeared.
He withdrew his hand with a detached expression, but felt a sense of loss in his heart.
It wasn't because of Han Chi's demise, but because even though she personally avenged her teacher's death, her teacher... could never come back.
Even the princes and nobles in the distance sighed, still feeling that everything was so unreal.
The series of events that have occurred today can be described as full of twists and turns even in the long lives of these kings and nobles.
Fortunately, the crisis seems to have finally vanished.
Wu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, intending to first take down all the kings and nobles of the Divine Emperor Palace before dealing with the aftermath of today's events, when suddenly, a soft laugh rang out from nowhere.
The laughter was eerie; at first it was faint and hard to discern, as if there was something between them, but it quickly grew closer and louder.
Shen Qian's expression changed slightly. Suddenly remembering something, he looked up in a certain direction.
Wu Wei, Tian Jianke, Jiang Huan, and other top-tier nobles were only a step behind before they also suddenly looked up.
High in the sky, the spatial passage that had been opened because of Han Chi's existence, which had been on the verge of closing after Han Chi's demise, was now stuck and seemed to be expanding silently, as if something was supporting it.
Snap!
Amidst the shrinking gazes of many, a pale, slender hand suddenly emerged from the rift, followed by another equally eerie hand. These hands, clearly belonging to a woman, firmly held the two sides of the spatial rift, preventing the space from closing again.
Then emerged from it a face that defies description.
Her features were delicate, but her entire face was covered with blood-red runes. Her eyes were closed, but her nose was sniffing lightly, as if she had smelled some delicious food.
All the kings and nobles present felt a chill run down their spines for no apparent reason, even though, given their level of cultivation, no matter how strange or bizarre the thing was, it was impossible for it to give them such a feeling of dread.
The woman finally floated out of the spatial rift completely, and only then did the assembled kings and nobles realize that her body was actually clinging to another man's shoulder.
The woman had just poked her head out because she was so impatient.
The kings and nobles realized that their chills were not from the female corpse that was clearly not alive, but from the man carrying her.
He had a standard human face, even handsome, and didn't look much older than Shen Qian, but his eyes showed almost no human emotions.
Those eyes were cold and sinister, unlike Han Chi's dying madness; they were a morbid, lucid frenzy.
"Jiang Chengye..."
Marquis Wuding instinctively stepped out from the crowd, staring intently at the other party with an extremely complex expression.
Hearing this name from Marquis Wuding stirred up the long-buried memories of many kings and nobles, who recalled the military genius who had once caused a great stir in China.
At that time, Jiang Chengye was even rumored to have been chosen as the next leader of the military warriors, and it was said that Marquis Wuding greatly admired him.
Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick, and the subsequent upheaval directly changed the destinies of countless people.
As for what happened to Jiang Chengye later, since Shen Qian had told Wu Wei about it, the princes and nobles present all knew a little about it. However, even now, seeing him in this state, some of the princes and nobles who had met Jiang Chengye back then still felt a pang of regret.
"Jiang Chengye, do you still remember that you are a human?"
Luo Shenbo suddenly stepped forward and asked in a cold voice.
Jiang Chengye, who had just emerged from the spatial rift and was looking around, turned his head upon hearing this, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
"So it's Sister Luoshen. I rejected you back then when you offered yourself to me. Now that I see you have a nice figure, I suddenly regret it. How about... we rekindle our past romance here?"
"What...what nonsense are you spouting!"
Luo Shenbo's face flushed red, and he angrily cursed, "I only wanted to marry my disciple to you back then, I never offered myself to you... You scoundrel!"
The assembled princes and nobles, who had been shocked, breathed a sigh of relief. Only Shen Qian muttered to himself, "Luoshenbo is a woman with two husbands. It's not surprising that she once had feelings for the young and handsome Jiang Chengye."
However, Shen Qian's focus at this moment was clearly not on that; he simply fixed his gaze on Jiang Chengye, as if trying to identify something.
"Heh, say whatever you want... Anyway, today, you're all going to die!"
Jiang Chengye stretched and suddenly snapped his fingers. The space trembled, and countless tiny red and white objects flew out from various cracks and converged on Jiang Chengye.
The female corpse on his back suddenly opened its mouth and began to devour the red and white substances continuously.
Shen Qian's expression changed as he realized what the female corpse was devouring: the flesh and blood of Han Chi, who had already perished!
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