Chapter 172: She Must Die!
The Emperor of Great Yan stared at the old man, dumbstruck.
“Are you kidding me? Am I really being chased to this extent? Do you know what kind of terrifying power I will possess when I step out of this realm…”
But before he could finish, the old man took out a pearl.
“What is this?!”
The Emperor’s pupils constricted.
Because that was his soul pearl.
And the Great Yan Emperor was absolutely certain.
This was his soul pearl—there was no way to fake it.
But the condition of the pearl was simply too shattered, almost on the verge of crumbling.
“Your soul is in here too. Take a look, and you’ll know everything!”
Upon hearing this, the Great Yan Emperor took the soul pearl.
In an instant, images streamed into his mind.
“Whoa…”
At that moment, it felt like he was being pulled into a special space.
As soon as he entered, a massive shadow loomed over him.
The Emperor looked up, bewildered.
It was the gigantic figure of Ji Suying.
The upper half of her face was shrouded in shadows, her eyes radiating a blood-red glow.
“Buzz…”
Then, a sword came crashing toward him.
Under that blade, the Great Yan Emperor felt like a tiny boat tossed in a furious sea, submerged by the overwhelming sword qi.
The shadow of death enveloped him entirely.
“No…”
He screamed in terror.
“Crack~”
The soul pearl shattered.
The Great Yan Emperor immediately returned to reality, drenched in cold sweat.
His eyes darted around, and his chest heaved heavily.
After a long moment, he finally regained his composure.
“Is that the future Ji Suying?”
The old man nodded.
“Indeed!”
The Great Yan Emperor took a deep breath.
“She must die!”
The future Ji Suying possessed an aura that was far too terrifying.
Even the typically arrogant Great Yan Emperor, after witnessing Ji Suying’s horrific potential, couldn’t even think of boasting anymore.
“She absolutely cannot be allowed to grow stronger, and we cannot let her leave the secret realm!”
The old man finally sighed in relief.
“We’re already working on it!”
The Great Yan Emperor shook his head.
“Not enough! Ji Suying hasn’t even shown her true powers yet. We need to send more people, preferably experts at the Body Integration Realm to handle this personally. Don’t worry; I will grant you access to the Cave Heaven’s authority so you can come in!”
The old man nodded.
“Alright, since Your Majesty insists, I will inform the palace master right away!”
The Great Yan Emperor nodded, but suddenly felt that something was off.
“Wait a minute! Who is this ‘Saving Lives and Healing the Injured’ person? You sent twenty thousand Body Integration experts to hunt them down—are they strong in the future as well?”
The old man’s face turned awkward.
“Well, let’s just say, in the future, it seems those two don’t exist. The title ‘Saving Lives and Healing the Injured’… no one seems to have heard of it!”
The Great Yan Emperor: “??? What?!”
“No one’s heard of them, and you caused such a commotion to kill them?”
The old man looked a bit helpless.
“They’re currently just at the Nascent Soul stage but can kill three thousand Body Integration experts. Imagine what they’ll be capable of if they grow! But this seems to be a part of history; perhaps they were too outstanding and faced suppression!”
The Great Yan Emperor frowned.
“Your logic is flawed! If that’s true, then why did you say before that there’s no Angry Heaven Palace in the future? How did they die?”
The old man was thinking about cursing him in his heart.
Where did this idiot get his questions from?
But he couldn’t blow up.
After giving it some thought, the old man said, “As the saying goes, ‘The great trend remains unchanged, but small trends can change.’ Regardless of who kills them, their fate is sealed. This is likely destiny’s arrangement!”
The Great Yan Emperor remained silent for a while.
Finally, he nodded.
But the Great Yan Emperor had a nagging feeling.
“Why do I feel like… you…”
The old man looked at the Great Yan Emperor with confusion.
“What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”
The Great Yan Emperor scrutinized the old man closely.
Finally shaking his head.
“Nothing at all!”
But he couldn’t shake the feeling that this old man seemed to be nearing his end!
What a terrible feeling.
As they finished their discussion, somewhere in a stall on the Immortal Fate Continent, an old man suddenly felt like he’d been struck by lightning.
He looked around in terror.
Everything seemed normal.
But the old man couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling.
Quickly, he packed up his stall and hid under a corridor.
Then he checked his karmic path.
Because that strange feeling was emanating from the karmic path.
He closed his eyes and focused.
Suddenly, a voice echoed.
“The great trend remains unchanged, but small trends can change. This is all destiny’s arrangement!”
The old man: “??? Who did I arrange for?”
He felt again for the invisible karmic thread.
Following it, he suddenly saw two thugs wearing black hoods.
“Hmm? Who are these guys?”
The old man was perplexed.
He didn’t recall having any karma with these two thugs.
But when the two thugs removed their hoods, the old man was so shocked he nearly passed out.
“What the heck! You stupid bastards! Who the hell arranged these two’s fate?!”
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“Damn it!”
The old man vanished in a flash.
……
……
The next morning.
The Great Yan Emperor suddenly woke up from his sleep.
“I actually fell asleep!”
The Great Yan Emperor couldn’t believe it.
Even more unbelievable was that he had a nightmare.
He dreamt of two figures dressed in black and gold robes, referred to as the Yama Kings.
Behind them swirled mist, filled with glowing pairs of blood-red eyes.
The most terrifying part was being tied up by those two Yama Kings.
And then… being zapped.
That being called the Great Yama King pulled his blood from the void.
The second Yama King healed him.
The two back and forth, sucked him dry, then revived him again.
And not just his blood—they even peeled his skin, extracted his marrow, and dragon tendons.
The pain was absolutely hellish.
Yet his spirit couldn’t break, nor could he faint.
And he certainly couldn’t truly die.
The very realism of that nightmare stung his soul.
The Great Yan Emperor quickly checked his body.
Yep.
Not a scratch on him.
Not even a single hair had fallen.
Suddenly, the Great Yan Emperor shook his head and chuckled.
“I can’t believe I got scared by a dream!”
Then, the Great Yan Emperor stepped out of the seclusion room to enjoy some fresh air.
Just as he stepped out, a Hidden Dragon Guard rushed over to report.
“My lord, the head of Angry Heaven Palace has died!”
The Great Yan Emperor was taken aback.
“He’s dead? How did he die?”
The Hidden Dragon Guard looked a bit awkward.
“He was drunk, tried to cut meat with a dagger, tripped, and the dagger went straight through his mouth!”
The Great Yan Emperor was bewildered.
“He died so carelessly? And he was a Void Refinement expert? He just got drunk and died like that?”
The Hidden Dragon Guard took a deep breath.
“I investigated—he bought a bottle of wine at a stall and got himself blasted!”
The Great Yan Emperor’s expression darkened. “And what about the stall owner?”
The Hidden Dragon Guard shook his head. “Can’t find them!”
The Great Yan Emperor: “……”
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