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He spoke and then soared toward the outskirts of the city. The entire city trembled as everyone looked up, dumbfounded. Did they hear that correctly?
A bold roar echoed from the palace, and a figure shot toward the Black Python.
In the palace, an elderly man with a furrowed brow stood outside the imperial study, his face dark with anger. Beside him stood an old monk, who gazed at the Black Python in the sky, his eyes flickering with intensity.
Damn it, these demons have become increasingly audacious, daring to come to our country and kill my son.
"National Master, go! Kill him for me!" The old emperor's face flushed red with fury.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The old monk replied and took to the skies.
The old emperor watched the monk ascend into the air, filled with envy. When would he be able to cultivate himself? The key was that cultivation could extend one's lifespan.
The Black Python looked at the two figures approaching and sneered, accelerating its speed.
The old monk and the armored man’s expressions changed; this speed forced them to channel all their energy.
After an unknown duration of flight, the Black Python suddenly halted and landed on a desolate mountain below.
Glancing at the Eldest Prince in its hand, he had long since been suffocated by its grip. With a casual toss, both Anwei and the Eldest Prince's corpses were thrown to the ground.
Two figures landed on the mountain.
"Damn it, you really killed the Eldest Prince!" The armored man exclaimed as he saw the body on the ground, his face paling.
The Black Python glanced at him. "Do you think I'm joking?"
With a clang, the armored man unleashed his full aura; his Yuan Shen Realm power was unmistakable, and a plume of vital energy rose above his head.
So you’re also a physical cultivator in Yuan Shen Realm.
"Then you'll die here today." Anger burned in the man's eyes.
The Black Python chuckled and turned to Pu Du Ci Hang. "You take care of him; I can't be bothered to lift a finger."
The man was taken aback, incredulously turning to look at the National Master, instinctively retreating a few steps away from him.
Amitabha, what nonsense are you spouting, you demon? I am the National Master of Da Li, and it is my duty to eliminate you. The old monk's eyes flickered as he pressed his palms together.
The Black Python shook his head, feigning innocence. "What are you pretending for, old centipede? Isn't a weaker Da Li better for you?"
The big man let out a sigh of relief, but upon hearing those words, his heart sank again. National Master, how did you see through it? Pu Du Ci Hang looked gravely at the Black Python.
He was quite astonished; this was someone who could see through his true form. How could he not be shaken?
"What? National Master, do you really have a problem?" The big man was startled and jumped back several feet.
The Black Python chuckled. "Take your time to deal with it; I'm leaving." With that, he soared into the air and vanished in the blink of an eye.
Pu Du Ci Hang's pupils constricted; he hadn't even noticed how the man had left.
He narrowed his eyes, realizing that this demon was definitely not simple. It was better to avoid trouble than to seek it out.
Turning to the big man, he said, "Amitabha, Li Tongling, I apologize; I shall send you to the Western Paradise."
"Damn it! You are a demon! The Emperor has been deceived! I must go tell the Emperor!" The big man was both shocked and furious, turning to run.
Amitabha echoed throughout the mountains as the light of Buddha illuminated the area.
In the Qin Mansion, everyone exchanged glances, bewildered by what had just happened; they found themselves unable to comprehend it all.
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