Chapter 1379: 675: Supreme Yin God!_3

Chapter 1379: Chapter 675: Supreme Yin God!_3

He immediately ordered for the carriage to be brought to the Heavenly Prison.

At this time, the Heavenly Prison was incredibly desolate. In each of the cells, there wasn’t a single prisoner; all that remained was strict security. As for the prisoners, they had long since perished.

Jingtai did not put on a grand display; around him were only a few, including Cao Zhengxian, Sima Che, and Li Kuangxiu.

Outside the first cell of the Heavenly Ward, Gu Tianqiong stood still, eyes closed in meditation. Suddenly, he sensed the presence of Jingtai and the few others, and slowly opened his eyes.

“Lord Gu.”

Jingtai nodded slightly, a joyful expression creeping onto his face.

Finally, Wu Daozi was captured!!!

After years of scheming, he was finally about to succeed.

“Your Majesty!”

Gu Tianqiong slightly cupped his hand in a salute.

“Wu Daozi is in the cell?”

“Indeed.”

“Quickly, open the cell door, I want to see him.”

“As you command.”

Gu Tianqiong nodded, a mysterious black token appearing in his hand at some point. He placed it on the stone wall of the cell door behind him, activating a series of formation patterns.

They coalesced into a portal.

As the first cell under the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, it had only housed a few people over two hundred years, but without exception, each one was a top figure in the Jianghu.

Jingtai, eager, stepped right in. As for the few behind him, they exchanged a glance but didn’t move.

They were not afraid Wu Daozi could resist; partly crippled and forcibly subdued, even moving was difficult for him.

Upon entering the cell, Jingtai saw Wu Daozi, wearing tattered clothes and with hair as white as snow. At the moment, he was restrained by four Divine Locks.

A mysterious pattern was carved at his brow to prevent his Primordial Spirit from escaping.

Seeing someone enter, the weak aura of Wu Daozi slowly opened his eyes, seeing the middle-aged man in yellow robes standing before him, his lips moved faintly:

“Jingtai….”

“Master Painter, I have finally found you.”

Jingtai’s face broke into a smile, an expression that would certainly shock others if seen.

Since ascending to the throne, Jingtai rarely smiled in front of others, in order to maintain the dignity of an Emperor. After the battle of Liangzhou City, his smiles were even rarer.

But today, after hearing that Wu Daozi was brought to the capital, the smile on his face never seemed to fade.

“Why… look for an… old crippled man like me?”

Wu Daozi’s gaze fixed on Jingtai; it was his first time seeing this Emperor, only having heard of him before. Since the fall of the former Chu, he had never been to the capital again.

“Crippled?” Jingtai shook his head slowly:

“To others, you may be a crippled man, but to me, you are someone I must have. Without you, my grand plans would have a loophole.

Therefore, since I ascended to the throne, I have had people secretly searching for you. It took decades to finally find you in Shuzhou. You hid yourself well.”

“What…. plans?”

“A plan to transform from the mundane to the immortal. My aptitude is poor, my hope in Martial Arts dashed, but unexpectedly, I found a path unique to me.

This path is not the orthodox Martial Arts, yet it holds hope for longevity, even for immortality. For this, I have plotted in myriad ways, putting in all my efforts.

I’ve killed countless family members, countless commoners, and countless Jianghu martial artists, but it’s all worth it. For immortality, what do a few deaths matter?”

He seemed relaxed, knowing Wu Daozi couldn’t leak this information, and with the Heavenly Prison’s isolation, no one outside could hear anything he said.

This was a rare chance for him to confide.

“Heh heh…. Emperor…..” Wu Daozi seemed somewhat mocking.

“I know what you’re thinking. Indeed, I am not a qualified Emperor; I haven’t shouldered the responsibilities of the masses, and haven’t reached the heights of the former Chu’s court.

But all of this is temporary. Once my plan is complete, possessing immense power and centuries of life, I will be a good Emperor for a long time.

No, if I can quell this nationwide turmoil, to the people, I will be a sage who spares them from the ravages of war. Some die, but many are saved. Isn’t this well done?”

“Huh huh…. Jingtai, you are very similar to someone….”

“Who?” Jingtai’s gaze sharpened, not believing anyone could compare to him.

“Xiang Qianqiu…. he is also such a person, always… finding excuses… for his own interests…. even if it means…. murdering his wife… murdering his son…. it doesn’t matter.”

Wu Daozi said intermittently.

Jingtai’s lips curled slightly, revealing a cold smile:

“A former Crown Prince worthy of being compared to me? So what if he is unrivaled below Immortal? He still cannot contend with a true Immortal and cowers in a corner of Blood State.

When I complete all my plans, I’ll have no trouble killing him!”

Xiang Qianqiu looked down on Jingtai, and similarly, as his plan neared completion, Jingtai’s attitude changed, looking down on the former Crown Prince who hid for hundreds of years.

“However…. I believe…. both of you…. will eventually die…. at the hands… of one person….” Wu Daozi suddenly laughed.

“Kill me?”

Jingtai sneered, laughing a few times, and continued:

“Who in the world could kill me? The capital is as solid as gold, Immortals are about to awaken, when I complete all my plans and achieve an immortal body, who can kill me?

No one!!!”

“Then just…. wait…. and see… whether what I say… is true or not….”

Wu Daozi gazed at Jingtai, speaking with difficulty.

“It’s a pity you’ll never see that day.” Jingtai only thought Wu Daozi was trying to threaten him before his death, but he is the supreme Emperor.

Who can kill him?

Xiang Qianqiu?

How presumptuous!

“Never mind…. never mind…. I’ll wait below for you….. to see your…. day of despair…..”

“Ridiculous, ridiculous…. Wu Daozi, you are truly ridiculous…..”

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