CapĂtulo 1382: Chapter 676: Human Emperor! Justice!
âHold on!!!â
Chen Yuanâs Primordial Spirit suddenly became towering, his voice like a thunderclap, resonating like the sound of Heavenly Dao, a sound exploded, as if the entire Yin Wind World had come to a standstill.
Bathed in the purple light, those Yin Souls, initially filled only with murderous intent, gradually had a clearing gaze.
âAm I⊠not dead?â
âWhere are those No-Life Sect demons?â
âKill! Kill them.â
âA bunch of beasts, using us for alchemy!â
âWhat is thisâŠ.â
âWhy am I floatingâŠ.â
A cacophony of voices arose, unsettling Chen Yuan, who forcibly suppressed the pain brought by the Yin Wind Refining God.
He scanned the endless sea of Yin Souls and said solemnly:
âYouâre all dead. Only Yin Souls remain now.â
âYou⊠Youâre lying.â
âHow could I be dead? I have a wife and children at home.â
âI⊠Iâm dead.â
âDead, actually⊠deadâŠ.â
Woken up by Chen Yuan, the Yin Souls initially struggled to accept this, but then came the heart-wrenching screams, loudly calling out their family membersâ names.
âWho⊠who are you?â
A middle-aged Yin Soul, almost completely solidified, stared gravely at Chen Yuan.
One could imagine that he was a formidable Martial Artist in life, otherwise his Yin Soul wouldnât be so robust.
The middle-aged man seemed very prestigious; his voice brought much calm to the Yin Wind World.
Chen Yuan gazed calmly at everyone:
âI am here to seek justice for you.â
âJustice?â
âWhat justice?â
âThe mastermind behind your deaths is the Emperor of the Divine Capital City. He used you for alchemy, extracted your souls for eternity suppressed within the Yin Soul Tree. If not for me, even reincarnation wouldnât be possible for you.â
âWhy should we believe you?â
âRight, how could the Emperor possibly collude with the No-Life Sect?â
âYouâre deceiving usâŠ.â
Chen Yuan tried his best to stay calm:
âDeceive you, for what? What do you have thatâs worth deceiving? If you donât believe me, Iâll give you evidence!â
Chen Yuan directly projected a portion of his memory of the No-Life Sect, and the scene of Jingtai devouring the incense, and the Blood Pond with the Yin Soul Tree, within the Yin Wind World.
This was an awareness world constructed from his Primordial Spirit, where he could accomplish much.
Upon witnessing the scenes, all the remnants of Yin Souls fell silent, their eyes filled with disbelief. The Emperor they revered as a God, was the mastermind behind the No-Life Sect.
He absorbed incense, crafted Blood PillsâŠ.
Treating his subjects as disposable trash.
Though most were ignorant, bathed in the purple aura, everyone became clear-minded and could sense the atmosphere pervading the world.
That wasâŠ. anger!
An endless fury.
They could bear great burdens just to survive, but when oppressed to the limit, it would rebound with tremendous force.
The people of the Central Plains have always been so!
âDog Emperor!!â
âDog Emperor!!!â
âDog Emperor!!!â
Initially, only one Yin Soul shouted, but in a mere instant, throughout the vast Yin Wind World was only this sound, and Chen Yuan sighed in relief.
Though he embellished the images a bit, it broadly fit the truth and indeed incited the wrath of these Yin Souls, otherwise, if left to become scourges of Yin WindâŠ.
His Primordial Spirit might not withstand it.
âThe Emperor is tyrannical and ruthless, harming lives, thrusting the people into catastrophic fire and water, using the blood of all beings, aiming to forge a path to immortality. I am here to rescue you, to demand justice from the Dog Emperor, exposing to the world the Emperorâs filthy face.â
Chen Yuan declared loudly to all.
His form infinitely grand, coupled with the intense purple aura, cast himself as an Immortal God-like figure.
âJustice?â
âJusticeâŠ.â
âYes, justice, you diligently and honestly work, contribute taxes for the court, only to be repaid like this by the dignitaries in the Capital. Donât you want justice?â
âI⊠I want it!â
âI want it tooâŠ. Why can those lords live well, marry seven or eight concubines, while my whole family canât even afford a wife
!â
âI also want, those bastards, committing every evil deed, toâŠ.â
âKill, kill them!â
âHang them up!!!â
One after another, the shouts of fury were stirred by Chen Yuan.
In truth, such ease was largely due to their remaining souls. Even regaining clarity, they lacked much autonomy.
When someone incited, they quickly became overwhelmed by emotions.
âWhy should we trust you?â
Suddenly, someone cooperatively shouted aloud.
Chen Yuan then unhesitatingly revealed his memory from the Battle of Liangzhou City, where he nobly faced death for hundreds of thousands of people, filled with unspeakable tragedy.
When he retrieved the scene, the Yin Wind World continued to resonate, resonating with the majestic sentiment of Chen Yuanâs sacrifice, something they couldnât achieve.
Chen Yuan looked directly at everyone, stating solemnly:
âI am not a good person, but I know justice, home, and country. You were harmed by the court, killed by the Emperor, so I⊠will topple the court for you, kill the Emperor, granting you and the world justice!â
âYou⊠Who are you?â
âA mere Martial Artist, Chen Yuan!â
âThank you!â
A Yin Soul, with a heavy expression, bowed to Chen Yuan, then transformed into a gentle breeze, melding into the world.
âThank youâŠ.â
âThank youâŠ.â
One by one, the clear-minded Yin Souls disappeared into the world, while in the Yin Wind World, gentle breezes blew against Chen Yuan.
âŠ.
Everyone, please hold on, Jingtai is almost dying, itâs the biggest climax of this book, and I need to think carefully, it wasnât just written in a fit of passion.
A hasty brain only turns into little foreign devils.
Keeping up with daily ten thousand updates, I have no choice, trying my best not to add filler.
Sorry!