Chapter 45: The Substitute Becomes Legitimate

In the residence of the Prime Minister in Nanqian Kingdom.

The red sandalwood ignited, crackling and popping.

The burning flames were a striking blood red!

This was the art of curse killing, the best medium for it.

Wen Fengyong's eyes were sharp, one hand holding the Dingguo ruler, the other holding a feather duster.

"A thousand miles to chase the form, the divine fear the killing!"

"Curse!"

With his voice, the blood red flames on the red sandalwood burst up, nearly half a zhang high.

The red fire reflected on Wen Fengyong and Sima Ting's faces, making them look particularly terrifying.

Sima Ting stood by, his beard trembling, and he was somewhat expectant. "Sir, how is it going?"

Wen Fengyong held the Dingguo ruler in his hand and calmly said, "The art of curse killing has been cast, we just need to wait a moment to see blood."

He was originally a Sovereign Level expert, and with the Dingguo ruler of the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord, even the Supreme Emperor could be suppressed when using the art of curse killing!

Sima Ting breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, sir!"

As he spoke, he picked up a deep purple crane cloak and draped it over Wen Fengyong.

Boom!

A loud explosion rang out.

Blood and flesh splattered, Sima Ting was covered in blood, and the deep purple crane cloak was directly stained red. Sima Ting held it up, a cloak full of blood and flesh.

"How could this... how could this..." Sima Ting looked at the scene in front of him, showing an incredulous expression. His face was covered in blood, and there were some pieces of flesh stuck to his beard.

Because, it was Wen Fengyong who exploded!

And Wen Fengyong suddenly exploded because he was hit by the backlash of the curse killing art.

Who... was the other party?

Even the Dingguo ruler was destroyed?

Thousands of miles away, in the Heavenly Fate Sect.

In the underground palace, the half of the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord's body crawled into the coffin.

This coffin was built by him after hundreds of years of accumulation by the Heavenly Fate Sect, unparalleled in attack and defense.

When he was outside of Tianyun Mountain, he saw a crow flying and had a sense of foreboding, so he didn't make any arrangements afterwards and hurriedly ran towards the coffin.

However, just as he ran to the coffin, he felt a vast and unmatched power, as if it had crossed countless ages and was chasing after him.

He widened his eyes, quite puzzled and unwilling.

"Why!"

He had worked hard and laid low for three thousand years, living a more secretive life than a turtle.

He thought he would soar to the sky.

As a result, he died inexplicably.

It was as if a powerful being passed by above the sky and casually sneezed, directly killing him.

His careful planning had become a joke.

The Heavenly Fate Saint Lord... died inexplicably.

After about an incense stick's worth of time, the body of the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord suddenly exploded into pieces.

A quarter of an hour later, a spider crawled into the underground palace.

Half an hour later, two figures entered the underground palace.

One of them looked exactly like the deceased Heavenly Fate Saint Lord.

He was the substitute for the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord, now the legitimate Heavenly Fate Saint Lord of the Heavenly Fate Sect.

He looked at the exploded flesh and blood in front of the coffin, his face showing an excited expression. "This old turtle has finally died!"

Beside him, a man in golden clothes said calmly, "Our ancestor personally used the life exchange technique. How could he survive?"

To be honest, the man in golden clothes was also somewhat surprised.

Their ancestor was a Supreme Emperor, who had lived a long life.

Before his death, he used the life exchange technique and died together with the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord.

So, the man in golden clothes cooperated with the puppet Saint Lord of the Heavenly Fate Sect.

Originally, he thought that the life exchange technique of their ancestor would only leave the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord severely injured and on the verge of death, but he didn't expect him to die directly.

He was somewhat surprised, but he wanted to take credit for himself.

"This old turtle was only pretending to be strong on the surface.

Now that he's dead, the Heavenly Fate Sect belongs to you, sir." The man in golden clothes looked at the person beside him. "Can our cooperation continue?"

"Of course, of course!" The substitute for the Heavenly Fate Saint Lord was extremely excited.

In the world, what could be more satisfying than becoming the legitimate successor?

...

In the Imperial Forbidden City, Qi Yuan sneezed.

"Oh no, I caught a cold."

Just now, Qi Yuan sneezed and felt a bit cold.

Xiao Jia followed behind Qi Yuan, keeping a distance of one body length.

She seemed to understand Qi Yuan's words and a "sticky" wooden plaque slipped out of her sleeve.

Qi Yuan glanced at Xiao Jia and said, "No, your material is too silky, I'm afraid it will be even colder."

Coming out of the underground palace, Qi Yuan decided to take Xiao Jia and go on a killing spree.

With Xiao Jia around, they would not be at a complete disadvantage when encountering the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor.

Qi Yuan decided to take advantage of this time to upgrade his equipment.

With Xiao Jia, his level could increase by 5 levels.

Level 90 and level 88 are two different concepts.

The difference is a big level.

"Let's go, with our teamwork, grinding monsters won't be tiring!"

With Xiao Jia by his side, Qi Yuan was full of confidence.

In the dark mountains, only a round moon hung in the sky.

Qi Yuan carried a large sword and appeared once again in the sleeping place of the Clothes Monster.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout from Qi Yuan, he entered the crowd of monsters like a wolf, killing without stopping.

All overalls, all little skirts, were taken down.

Experience was also rapidly increasing.

+200!

...

+300!

This time, Qi Yuan was much bolder than before.

As he killed, nearly half an hour passed, and he quickly reached level 89.

And at this moment, a chilling gaze fell on Qi Yuan.

"Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor, you've come!"

Qi Yuan was invigorated.

With the same robe!

In an instant, he activated the Same Robe skill, and a blood-red battle armor draped over him, turning his large sword red as well.

His figure also quickly grew, reaching a height of ten meters.

Of course, Qi Yuan could become even taller, but there was no need.

Ten meters was the most suitable for the current Qi Yuan.

"Let me see if your health bar will decrease!"

Facing the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor, even the now level 94 Qi Yuan felt a hint of pressure.

Sky-Cutting Sword Technique!

As soon as Qi Yuan made a move, it was the strongest strike.

With the red battle armor on him, he leaped into the air, causing the ground to tremble with his power.

Only to see, Qi Yuan seemed to be carrying a round moon on his back, and a blood-red sword energy descended from the sky.

Crack!

The Sky-Cutting Sword Technique landed on the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor.

The Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor extended its hand, a pale and dark claw.

It caught Qi Yuan's sword with one claw.

The Sky-Cutting Sword Technique couldn't make any progress, and the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor looked at Qi Yuan without any emotional color.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yuan was a little stunned.

"Just a little bit of blood loss?"

"I'm out of here."

Qi Yuan felt that he was a bit tough and should run away quickly.

"It seems that level 95 and level 94 are a big threshold!"

Qi Yuan switched the battle form of the Marriage Armor to a defensive state and ran away directly.

If he didn't have the Marriage Armor, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape, and he might even be stopped by the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor.

But now, he could run openly without having to sneak away.

After escaping, Qi Yuan's mood was particularly good.

In the past, he might have felt that the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor was particularly troublesome.

But now, it would only take four or five days.

By using the Marriage Armor to level up to level 90, the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor would be unable to stop him.

At that time, it would depend on whether the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor's claws were tough or Qi Yuan's sword was sharp!

(End of this chapter)

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