Spirit Vessel - Chapter 590

Chapter 590



Feiyun flew inside the underground dragon vein . His body acted as a maelstrom, continuously absorbing the energy here along the way .

Both the Immortal Phoenix and Myriad Beasts Physique required a massive amount of spirit energy for purification . The underground dragon vein was naturally the best candidate due to its plentiful amount of energy .

Numerous strange beasts presided in this area . Unfortunately for them, he killed every single one on the path, leaving the vein full of their corpses .

The yellow vein was stained with the red of blood . He had finally made it to the area right beneath the Divine King’s mansion where the Evil Woman was cultivating .

Both she and Long Cangyue have left, only leaving behind a pool of black, evil blood . This liquid was filled with an evil affinity that spread to the rocky walls in a radius of several hundred meters . It looked as if blood vessels were growing in them .

The Evil Woman was here in order to force out this blood from her body - severing the evil affinity in order to reach the sacred dao - creating a core of this affinity . The fact that she was no longer here meant that she had completed this step .

Who knows what realm she was in right now but one thing was certain - the woman had obtained an incredible power boost .

Long Cangyue wasn’t here either . Did she leave alone or did the Evil Woman take her along?

Feiyun was shrouded in a demonic aura while his battle garment fluttered by the winds of the vein . His eyes became strange as he looked at the pond of blood . His own blood began to churn .

Under normal situation, his battle garment could suppress his blood but if Feiyun was activating it on purpose, it was beyond its control .

He stood there still above the vein for a long time . In the distant, Dongfang Jingyue was sitting on a plume of smoke above the vein while holding her pipa; her white dress fluttered as she watched with her misty eyes .

Her finger gently flicked the strings of the pipa to play a mind-calming tune .

The pipa melodies were enchanting; flowers in a mirror and moon reflected in the lake - a dream-like state .

Passerbys continued to walk across this ethereal trance and became moved by the tunes .

She wanted to pull Feiyun back . If he were to bathe in this evil blood, he’ll really become a demon .

The spine on his back was glowing with a nefarious light . The corrosive power began to invade Feiyun’s body like a thousand devils .

Behind him was an expanse of demonic energy that eventually turned into a mad dragon - purple in color and more than a hundred meters high - looking ferocious and bloodthirsty .

Feiyun’s eyes have transformed into a demonic state . His voice was coarse and downright frightening: “What… are you waiting for? Leave . ”

The melodies stopped . Jingyue sighed and said: “Who will pull you back if I leave?”

Just a simple answer that contained a lot of emotions .


“You can’t pull me back!” Feiyun said with determination and hatred . He opened his mouth and the black blood from the pond rushed into his stomach - painting the scene of evil .

***

The battles in the capital raged on but the crown prince has successfully taken over the imperial city .

Today, he was having a ceremony at the Highest Shrine for his coronation . More than ten ancestors from the royal clan were present along with numerous civil and military officials .

The divine bell rang and echoed across the capital .

The cauldron before the shrine was burning, filled with oil . The flame towered at one hundred feet in the air, seemingly representing the providence of the dynasty at its prime .

“Jin Emperor, come forward . ” The Minister of Ceremonies held a scroll and chanted before the shrine .

The great gong sounded again .

Shenya looked quite gallant in his Regal Dragon Robe, looking like a ruler . A dragon soul floated around him, resplendent and golden . He climbed the steps towards his ascension .

Meanwhile, more than ten thousand people below started kneeling .

The Grand Chancellor and Grand Tutor didn’t need to kneel . The Grand Preceptor was absent .

“Boom!” A loud explosion quaked the entire city .

People were surprised and Shenya stopped to look at the source of the explosion .



Beiming Moshou smiled: “It’s fine, continue since it’s the auspicious hour . Don’t be late . ”

“Boom!” A loud explosion pained everyone’s ears . The ground began to crack .

“Boom!” The third explosion carried a collapsing sound, akin to a crumbling mountain .

Of course, it wasn’t a mountain collapsing but rather the walls of the imperial city .

More than three miles of the towering walls have shattered .

Looking outside was a great army of beasts and chariots . Their howls and battle cries dispersed the clouds .

The three marquises have surrounded the city with the Martial Army . One couldn’t see the end of this force - truly an ocean of soldiers .

“Kill! Kill! Kill!” They shouted in unison .

Under the cries of war, nearly half the officials in the city dropped to the ground . Some became unconscious from the bloodthirst .

Princess Luofu and a hundred experts rushed inside . Among them were elders of powerful sects, influential officials, and the three marquises .

She raised the Imperial Seal and directly climbed the shrine . She stared at the dragon robe on Shenya before activating the seal with her regal energy .

“Boom!” The seal became divine, as big as a hill . It floated above the shrine and exuded its imperial aura and crossing runes .

“Seeing the Imperial Seal is the same as seeing the Jin Emperor!” Her voice echoed .

“Greetings, Jin Emperor!” People kneeled for the second time .

She put away the seal and asked: “Long Shenya, you want to become the emperor without the seal?”

Shenya wasn’t afraid at all: “Luofu, bringing the Martial Army here, you wish to rebel?”



“Nonsense . I have the seal, so I am the righteous heir . ” The princess retorted .

“The Highest Shrine is a holy ground . Even the emperor must wear ceremonial regalia and no weapons are allowed, yet you command the Martial Army to siege this place . This is disrespectful towards the forefathers . ” Shenya arched his chest and sneered .

He knew today wouldn’t be peaceful and that the princess would attack so he had come up with countermeasures already .

The ancestors slightly frowned, quite unhappy about the princess’ siege . This is destroying the land built by the forefathers .

The princess responded: “You being the emperor will only lead to destruction . Allowing that to happen is disrespectful towards the forefathers . ”

A yellow ray flew out of her sleeve and she caught it - a scroll with embroidered yellow strings in the shape of a dragon . She opened it and began to read: “Heed my decree for I am the emperor of Jin . I bestow Luofu the title of emperor for the eighth generation . ”

The scroll was full of imperial aura . When she opened it, the words flew outside and danced in the air like little dragons .

A young girl brought this letter to the shop of the Divine River Guards . She wanted to hand it to Feiyun but he wasn’t around so the princess obtained it instead .

Nangong Hongyan was obviously the one who sent this girl here before leaving the capital .

The crowd bowed their head for the third time inside the imperial city . Meanwhile, Beiming Moshou remained calm with his eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting his mind .

Shenya was fine as well, standing below in front of the cauldron with a faint smile . This was within their calculation as well since they couldn’t find the letter in the ocean of lava .

Luofu closed the scroll and demanded: “Long Shenya, take off the Regal Dragon Robe . I shall ascend today…”

“Pluff!” Without any warning, a fiery figure flew out of the cauldron and threw a spear straight for the princess . It pierced through her body and pinned her on a pillar ten meters away .

Blood flowed down her chest and gathered in a pool of blood, slowly dripping down the steps .

All of this happened so quickly . Her experts and the royal ancestors couldn’t react at all . Who would have thought that someone was hiding within the blazing cauldron?

This person was wearing the Firebird Gown; extremely skilled at stealth - clearly a top-rated assassin .

After the assasination, this person destroyed the void and jumped inside, disappearing before everyone . Such powerful cultivation was shocking .

Beiming Moshou clearly hired this assassin to carry out this task .

This was a drastic and direct measure to win . It didn’t matter how strong Luofu’s forces were after she’s dead .

It’s all about having the right pieces in a chess match - Moshou occasionally said this line .

Inviting a supreme assassin wasn’t easy, especially someone who dares to kill a princess . Even the palace lord of the Supreme Fate Ending Palace might not take this job .

However, Moshou used the Firebird Gown as the payment and managed to invite a half-step Enlightened Being to carry out this task .

“That’s the Firebird Gown! It’s Nangong Hongyan!” Someone screamed .

Many people didn’t know that she was dead and only recognized the garment .

Moshou was quite pleased with himself, a virtually indiscernible smirk appeared on his face .

Long Shenya went next to the pillar and stared at the crucified Luofu, blood still dripping down her chest .

He scoffed before taking the Imperial Seal in her hand . On the highest step, he raised the seal and declared: “Princess Luofu is dead, I am the emperor! Those who do not obey will be treated as rebels!”

“Boom!” The imperial city suddenly shook even more than before . The ground cracked in many places .

No one knew what was going on . Even the calm Moshou had a serious expression now while looking at the ground . Something down there seemed to be coming out .

“Split!” Dark clouds gathered in the sky and the city was engulfed in complete darkness .

A thick lightning bolt came from the sky like a saber, wishing to divide the ground into two halves .

Was this an awakening monster?

“Boom!” The ground caved down, revealing a huge pit . A massive bloodthirst rushed out along with a purple dragon - an image of one . On its back was a demonic man .