You hurriedly followed the sound and, after passing through a long corridor, you saw an extrely beautiful woman with luxurious attire, draped in black hair and adorned with various headpieces, slowly walking out of the main hall.
Wu Qiyi had always been a goddess beyond the mundane world in your eyes, standing alone and untainted by the dust of the world. But now, she exuded a domineering aura. Yes, that’s right, a domineering presence!
She was rely standing there, yet an invisible pressure emanated from her, enveloping the surroundings, commanding respect without anger!
"Wu Wuhao, you slut, you even dare show off in front of my father when you’re on the brink of death!"
Changsun Chong advanced angrily, only to be pulled back after two steps. Changsun Wuji’s ostensibly heroic face was still smiling; he watched Wu Qiyi intently and said with a smile, "A thousand years have passed, yet the Empress’s splendor remains unchanged."
Wu Qiyi looked at Changsun Wuji with an icy gaze and said coldly, "Changsun Wuji, you ca all the way from the Palace of Yama, turning against the Chief Guardian Luo Cheng. Surely, this wasn’t just to exchange pleasantries with ?"
Changsun Wuji’s smile was as gentle as a spring breeze brushing across the face. At this mont, it was as if he was experiencing the brightest epoch of his life.
For Changsun Wuji, Wu Wuhao was the only blemish in his life. He had known Emperor Taizong, Li Shimin, from a young age, fostering a deep friendship akin to that of brothers. Together, they had fought for supremacy over the world, and he was even the mastermind behind the coup at the Black Tortoise Gate.
Originally, Li Shimin intended to pass on the throne to King Wu, Li Ke, but Changsun Wuji interfered, ultimately paving the way for Li Zhi to beco the Crown Prince. To permanently eliminate any threats, Changsun Wuji even falsely accused Li Ke of rebellion and had him executed.
Afterward, Li Zhi ascended to the throne with ease, and Changsun Wuji naturally beca a special being, second only to one but above ten thousand others. At that ti, Li Zhi was young and his power was not yet consolidated, Changsun Wuji, even more so, held absolute authority.
However, Wu Wuhao’s ergence made all of Changsun Wuji’s plans co to naught. His nephews were exiled to the wilderness, and he himself ultimately took his own life by hanging.
Changsun Wuji always considered this a disgrace and could not let it go; in other words, he harbored a deep grudge, determined to kill Wu Wuhao with his own hands!
Now, fate had given him an opportunity, and he was naturally overjoyed.
"Empress, let’s not indulge in idle pleasantries. There are only two items before you,"
With that, Changsun Wuji turned his head and glanced at Changsun Chong, who nodded and took out two things from his bosom.
He held a small porcelain bottle in his left hand and a dagger shrouded in black aura in his right hand.
"Choose one of these two objects,"
Wu Qiyi glanced at them and then slowly closed her eyes.
"What’s the matter, scared?" Changsun Chong sneered upon seeing this, the mockery naturally spreading across his face. "So ’Empress for the ages,’ rubbish! If you don’t want to die, get on your knees now and beg for rcy from my father! Perhaps, he’ll be kind enough to spare your wretched life!"
Wu Qiyi slowly opened her eyes, and at that mont, she smiled.
Seeing that familiar smile on Wu Qiyi’s face, Changsun Wuji and his son imdiately furrowed their brows, and Changsun Chong instinctively stepped back twice, suspiciously glancing around.
"What are you laughing at?"
Changsun Wuji asked coldly.
"I find it laughable, not only for you and those behind you but also for myself," Wu Qiyi said, unflinchingly calm and composed.
Changsun Wuji no longer wished to waste words with Wu Qiyi. He turned his head and gave Changsun Chong a slight nod.
Upon seeing this, Changsun Chong’s face lit up with ecstatic delight. He pocketed the small porcelain bottle, grasped the black-aired dagger, and quickly advanced towards Wu Qiyi. Raising his right hand, he viciously stabbed the dagger at her!
"Fire Spell!"
A resounding shout ca from Changsun Chong’s right hand side. Simultaneously, a basin-sized fireball accompanied by roaring flas enveloped the area.
Changsun Chong hastily retreated, and the fireball collided with the wall, creating a massive explosion!
"Taoism!?"
Changsun Wuji’s eyes widened in shock, and he abruptly turned his head, yelling in the direction you were in, "Who’s there? Co out!"
As soon as the words ended, you had already transford into a streak of shadow, flashing by and taking your stand in front of Wu Qiyi.
Now, with your back towards Changsun Wuji and his son, you faced Wu Qiyi.
Your eyes t, and she smiled.
Her smile blood like a multitude of flowers, enchanting and captivating.
"You’re here."
"Yeah, I’m here."
"I knew you would co." Saying so, Wu Qiyi leaned forward, threw herself into your embrace.
In that mont, just for an instant, holding her felt like holding a century, and after more than fourteen hundred years, you were finally hugging each other tightly in the deepest depths of Hell.
"Father, is he... could he be...?" Changsun Chong turned to Changsun Wuji, his face a picture of amazent.
anwhile, Changsun Wuji was trembling, fists clenched, his face beginning to twitch with anger.
"You beast, you unfilial beast!" Changsun Wuji roared. "After more than fourteen hundred years, you’re still bewitched by this vile woman!"
You turned slightly to glance at Changsun Wuji, then turned back to Wu Qiyi in front of you and asked, "Who’s this guy with the scruffy fur?"
Wu Qiyi couldn’t help but laugh, replying with a smile, "Just an old thief who will stop at nothing to take my life."
"Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one can lay a finger on you."
As you spoke, eight orange talisman papers swiftly flew out of your pocket. You snapped your fingers in the air, and instantly, four of the orange talisman papers turned into fiery orbs the size of washbasins!
"Zhinu, I am your uncle!" Changsun Wuji exclaid, his brows furrowed in anger.
"That’s ancient history from more than a thousand years ago. Didn’t Grandma ng tell you? After drinking the Grandma ng Soup, there are no ties to past lives in this life!"
Your eyes went wide as the Sen Luo Curse Mark rapidly flashed into view, and at the sa ti, those four fireballs doubled in size!
"I don’t care about past grudges, and I can’t be bothered with them. Er Ya is mine, and I must take her away now!"
Changsun Chong realized then that you were not a ghost, but had entered the Heavenless Hell in a flesh-and-blood body!
"Father, Zhinu is still alive; he is not a Spiritual Body!"
Changsun Wuji was utterly astounded at Changsun Chong’s revelation: "How did you get here?"
You grinned and replied, "Do you think I would tell you?"
"Stop wasting words with them, let’s go."
"Okay!"
"Leave? Do you really think you can leave the Heavenless Hell just like that!?"
Changsun Wuji’s domineering aura surged, but you didn’t give him a chance to act. Suddenly, the four fireballs hurtled towards Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong!
"Boom!!!!"
The four huge fireballs didn’t attack the father and son directly but collided with each other a few ters away from them, causing a massive explosion!
The father and son had been practicing Taoism in the Underworld for a thousand years; your current level of Taoism was nowhere near enough to contend with them. The reason you were wasting words with them was rely to buy ti for you and Wu Qiyi!
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