Chapter 338 Great Xia Saint Emperor VS Zhuge Jiu

royal palace.

The huge imperial palace is composed of countless palaces with yellow bricks and green tiles, attics and long corridors.

It is divided into the main gate, side gate, middle gate, east gate, west gate, south gate and north gate.

If it were an ordinary person's walking strength, it would take several days to complete the journey.

The huge imperial palace was empty most of the time, with few people living in it.

at this time.

A masked man carrying a large black cloth bag walked along the city wall and quickly moved towards the depths of the palace.

The masked man's figure almost left an afterimage on the city walls and the palace, and there was not even a trace of footsteps.

Even if there were patrolling soldiers or cleaning maids, they would not be able to detect any movement.

The masked man walked quickly.

However, he did not notice that in the distance, a crystal sword light was following him like a shadow.

The sword light was crystal clear and seemed to blend into the daylight in broad daylight, making it even more difficult to detect than the masked man walking on the wall in front.

On the crystal sword light, Zhuge Jiu, dressed in plain clothes, walked on the sword.

Zhuge Jiu looked at the masked figure in front of him with flickering eyes.

Previously, Ji Wuya had been blocking them. Even though he could stop these masked men from entering and leaving the palace, he could not follow them to investigate the situation in the palace.

It is already known that the massacre of villages and towns was done by the royal family.

Then, he had to find out why the royal family did this?

For 108 years, countless children between the ages of three and six were kidnapped. Why?
He needed to find the source of the trouble.

Only then can we eradicate this root cause.

Today, Ji Wuya, perhaps busy with something, did not come out to bother him.

He decided to follow the masked man and find out.

Where exactly is the source of the disaster hidden? !

The masked man in black walked very quickly along the palace wall. After a few cups of tea, he reached the depths of the palace and landed in front of an ancient palace.

He pushed open the door of the ancient temple and went in.

The crystal sword light fell beside the new tree in front of the ancient temple.

Zhuge Jiu put away the transparent sword and held it in his hand.

He put away the unruly look on his face and looked towards the ancient palace.

The strong smell of blood emanating from this ancient temple made him certain that this was the source of the evil.

He stepped on the ground without even bending the grass outside the palace.

He walked to the front of the ancient temple and pushed open its door.

The ancient palace was deep and dark.

Zhuge Jiu, with bright eyes, followed the smell of blood and walked to the big door deep in the ancient temple.

The strong smell of blood made Zhuge Jiu frown.

With a light touch of his hand, the door inside the ancient temple opened with a "creaky" sound.

Bright light shone out from the open door and reflected in Zhuge Jiu's eyes.

Zhuge Jiu's eyes were fixed on the withered figure like a branch between the blood pool, the Bagua diagram, and the Tai Chi fish, and his pupils trembled violently.

He slowly approached the withered figure that seemed to have no life left and looked at the blurred facial features.

He said in a concentrated voice:
"Ji Wushang? You are not dead yet!"

Ji Wushang, the Holy Emperor of Great Xia, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Two hundred years ago, with his supreme power, he suppressed the martial arts world, ended the chaotic martial arts world, and brought peace back to the world.

Almost half of the households have a portrait of the Holy Emperor of Great Xia hanging on the wall.

There are still many families that still maintain the rituals of worshiping the Holy Emperor.

He is the spiritual sustenance of many common people in the Great Xia Dynasty. Many schools and textbooks issued all record the great achievements of the Great Xia Saint Emperor.

When he was young, Zhuge Jiu also touched that textbook.

He was also deeply impressed by the appearance of the Great Xia Holy Emperor.

Even the body in front of him was as rotten as a branch, with sunken eye sockets and a nose that was collapsed to just two holes, and his facial features were almost blurred to the point of being unclear.

He could still recognize that this man was the Holy Emperor of Da Xia, Ji Wushang, whom the people of Da Xia had worshipped for two hundred years!
The withered figure slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the cloth-clothed figure in front of him with his yellow and bloodshot eyes.

Zhuge Jiu, while looking over with turbid eyes, clenched the transparent sword in his hand, and even put down the hand that had been pressing on the wine gourd.

Staring at Ji Wushang in front of him.

The other party looked like he was about to decay.

But the moment he opened his eyes, the aura emanating from his body was so powerful that even he was a little frightened.

It seems that no matter how decayed it is, the one before his eyes is still the Holy Emperor of Great Xia who dominated the world two hundred years ago.

Zhuge Jiu took a deep breath and sensed the scents of countless different bloods in those blood pools.

He raised his eyebrows, pointed his sword at the other party, and shouted angrily:
"Ji Wushang!! As the Holy Emperor of Great Xia!! You should protect the people of the world.

In order to practice evil skills, he took the lives of so many young children!

You are not respected and worshipped by the people! ! "

Ji Wushang looked at the long sword that was almost disappearing in his hand, with a hint of admiration in his eyes:
"Good sword, good sword spirit."

Zhuge Jiu exuded countless sharp edges, and the transparent sword in his hand was like an illusion, ready to stab out at any time. He shouted angrily:
"Tell me!! Where are those children!!"

Although there was a lot of blood and energy in the hall, Zhuge Jiu still hoped that so many children who were abducted could still survive.

Before this evil is eradicated, the lives of those children can be saved.

Ji Wushang opened his almost rotten mouth and smiled:
"Where are they? Let me see where they are~".

Ji Wushang's decayed body turned golden.

The whole body exudes a Taoist aura.

Countless sword howls and demonic sounds emanated from the body.

The Tai Chi fish under his feet seemed to be spinning, the Bagua diagram was also flashing, and the blood in the blood pool was surging.

Flock to the Bagua diagram and Tai Chi fish.

From the eyes of the Tai Chi fish, "Hua La La!" poured into Ji Wushang's body.

Ji Wushang, with blood and energy lingering, showed an expression of enjoyment on his face:
"As you can see, they nourish my body."

"Swish!" The long sword in Zhuge Jiu's hand turned into a crystal sword light and stabbed at the body surrounded by blood.

"Ding~!" The glittering sword light dispersed Ji Wuzhou's blood energy, and blood splattered everywhere.

The sword light pierced through the blood and pierced the Taoist energy emanating from Ji Wushang.

Dao Yun was stabbed so hard that he flickered.

The sword light seemed to continue to penetrate.

"Violence~!!".

Several sword lights also emerged from Ji Wushang's body and hit the crystal sword light.

He struck back the crystal sword light of Zhuge Jiu.

Zhuge Jiu caught the transparent long sword that flew backwards and said:

"Ji Wushang, your body has long since decayed.

No matter how many children’s blood is involved, it cannot reverse the bond of family.

Why don't you let go of your obsession, let go of your people, and return to heaven and earth as soon as possible. "

Ji Wuhui looked at Zhuge Jiu who was pointing at him angrily and laughed:
"Decay?? Tianlun? Return to heaven and earth??"

His cloudy eyes revealed determination and madness:
“I am supreme, I shall live forever!!
Now that you have reached the supreme realm, you should live forever in this world! !
Why decay? Why go to heaven!!!"

(End of this chapter)