"Since Liu Rumeng was trained as an assassin, I haven't seen her display her martial arts skills. Since there are experts here today, I'll test her progress over the years." Consort Shu pointed her pale finger at Dongfang Heng, Shen Lixue, and Dongfang Yan: "Liu Rumeng, kill Dongfang Heng, Shen Lixue, and Dongfang Yan!"
"Yes!" Liu Rumeng suddenly raised her eyelids, her dull beautiful eyes flashing with a sharp glint. Her slender body drew a shadow in the air and instantly appeared in front of Shen Lixue. The long sword in her hand, gleaming coldly, was stabbed mercilessly into Shen Lixue's chest.
"Meng'er!" The Holy King's sharp eyes narrowed, and he reached out to grab Liu Rumeng's wrist, stopping her deadly move. His affectionate gaze met her cold, sharp eyes: "She is your daughter-in-law, you cannot hurt her!"
Liu Rumeng remained silent, a cold glint gathering in her eyes. With a backhand slap, she broke free of the Holy King's restraints, and a fierce palm wind swept up the broken tables and chairs scattered on the ground before striking the Holy King hard.
The Holy King raised his hand, and a sharp gust of wind blew out from his sleeve to block Liu Rumeng's killing move. However, he only used half of his power. His deep gaze looked into Liu Rumeng's eyes: "Meng'er, wake up. We are all your family!"
Liu Rumeng was completely unaware, her clothes fluttering gently like a celestial being, yet her movements were ruthless and merciless. Facing the Holy King's powerful inner force, she neither dodged nor evaded, but went straight to meet it. The powerful inner force struck her body, shattering her clothes, but she seemed to feel no pain and continued forward.
The Holy King was startled and quickly withdrew his inner strength.
Seizing the opportunity, Liu Rumeng's gaze turned icy, like that of a demon from hell, and she swiftly thrust her longsword toward the Holy King's chest.
A white robe traced an arc in the air as Dongfang Heng appeared before Liu Rumeng. His jade-like fingers gripped her wrist tightly, stopping her deadly attack, while a faint mist clouded his deep eyes.
Liu Rumeng turned around, her hand flashing with silver light, and her purple figure transformed into the most terrifying Asura in the world, mercilessly attacking Dongfang Heng and Dongfang Yan.
Hahaha! Consort Shu stood aside, watching the magnificent show of killing, and laughed with great satisfaction.
Husband and wife killing each other, mother and son killing each other—how exciting, truly exciting! She suffered torment in hell for over a decade; she's bound to get some retribution.
A loving couple? Children around their knees? A life of happiness? What a fool's dream! She wanted them to kill each other, to die a horrible death, and to fall into an endless hell like her.
She plotted to usurp the throne and committed a capital crime. It would be pointless for her to die alone. It would be more worthwhile to take a few people down with her and go to the underworld together.
I wonder how this family will die?
Consort Shu looked back at the battle. Liu Rumeng's moves were fierce and deadly, while Dongfang Yan fought and retreated, showing mercy with every move. Dongfang Heng also only used half of his strength. They only wanted to restrain her and did not want to hurt her. Heh, what an affectionate husband and a filial son. How irritating and annoying.
"Liu Rumeng, kill them both within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, or you will have to commit suicide!" Consort Shu's furious roar echoed in the room, making everyone's eardrums ache.
Liu Rumeng's gaze was icy, like a god of death. She swiftly used her movement techniques, and her fierce killing intent swept over Dongfang Heng and Dongfang Yan.
Liu Rumeng was enraged. Her moves were several times faster than before, and her killing moves were also significantly improved. Every move was aimed at their vital points, forcing Dongfang Yan and Dongfang Heng to increase the speed of their attacks and intensify the internal force they unleashed.
Looking at his wife, who resembled a demon, Dongfang Yan felt his heart bleed. If she were conscious and wanted his life, he would give it to her without hesitation. However, she was being controlled and had no control over her actions. If he died by her sword, she would be in immense pain when she regained consciousness. He did not want her to suffer such a torment.
In Dongfang Heng's eyes, his mother was gentle, kind, noble, and dignified. He never expected that when they met again, she would ruthlessly attack him. She was his mother, and he could never kill her.
She was also her father's beloved. She had been missing for five years. Even though she was just a mindless puppet, they wanted to keep her and see her every day, and didn't want to kill her.
A fierce battle unfolded in the Imperial Study, with flashing swords, flying internal energy, and broken pieces of tables, chairs, and benches crashing around.
A cruel smile appeared on Li Shishi's beautiful face. The father and son showed mercy to Liu Rumeng, but Liu Rumeng was a mindless killing machine and would never show them any mercy. She attacked extremely fast. As long as she could take advantage of their momentary lapse in concentration to unleash a killing move, she could kill the two of them!
Tsk tsk, Liu Rumeng killed her most beloved husband and her most cherished son. She will surely suffer terribly in the underworld. Hehe, she will make her suffer for a lifetime, wishing she were dead!
Shen Lixue stood directly opposite Li Shishi, watching the chaotic battle. Liu Rumeng was being controlled and was unconscious. She had murderous intent towards Dongfang Yan and Dongfang Heng and would definitely kill them before stopping. Dongfang Yan and his son were showing mercy and did not want to hurt Liu Rumeng. This stalemate continued, and the fight would never end: "Heng, press her pressure points and make her unconscious!"
The inner room of the Imperial Study was not particularly large. The more people there were in the battle, the more chaotic it became. Dongfang Heng and Dongfang Yan were able to completely restrain Liu Rumeng, so Shen Lixue did not join the battle. She gave them advice in a loud voice: Liu Rumeng was under control and would not be able to wake up in a short time. They should knock her unconscious first to stop Li Shishi's scheme.
These words were like a wake-up call. The heartbroken and dejected Dongfang Heng and Dongfang Yan exchanged a glance and, with perfect understanding, surrounded Liu Rumeng from the front and back. Their moves were as fast as lightning as they swiftly attacked Liu Rumeng's vital points.
What a clever wretch!
Li Shishi glared hatefully at Shen Lixue, then leaped to Dongfang Heng with her slender figure, slapping away his white jade fingers that were pointing at Liu Rumeng. A filial son saving his mother? Dream on!
Dongfang Heng gently landed on the ground, looking at the culprit who controlled Liu Rumeng and caused her and her son to kill each other. His obsidian-like eyes were like a deep pool, unfathomable. With a flick of his fingers, the surrounding air was instantly frozen, and then transformed into sharp rays of light that pierced through the layers of air and attacked Shufei rapidly.
He couldn't lay a hand on his own mother, and he had no reason to show any mercy to this despicable mastermind.
Consort Shu regained her martial arts skills, and her graceful moves, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, were unleashed mercilessly towards Dongfang Heng. Her clothes fluttered, her jade pendants jingled, and she tightly enveloped herself before converging into a sharp gust of wind that attacked Dongfang Heng without mercy.
In Dongfang Heng's hands, invisible weapons rapidly condensed again and again. Shen Lixue could not see their shapes, but she could feel the intense killing intent they emitted. One after another, they were as gentle as the wind, as elegant as the rain, and as romantic as the snow, yet they carried a strong killing intent. With the most precise techniques and the most exquisite postures, they fiercely attacked Consort Shu, forcing her to retreat repeatedly.
Shen Lixue stared at Dongfang Heng in shock. Even though she was so close, she couldn't see how he made his move. She only saw his white robes fluttering and rolling in front of her, like a pure white lotus blooming proudly. With each bloom, Consort Shu's clothes would be torn or her black hair would be cut, and a faint smell of blood would linger in the air.
"Bang!" A violent collision resounded. Shen Lixue looked up and saw that the Holy King had taken the Duke of Mu's longsword and was fighting fiercely with Liu Rumeng. Liu Rumeng's sword moves were sharp and merciless. The Holy King was dealing with her alone and was not at a disadvantage at all. His longsword cut through the sky and stabbed towards Liu Rumeng's chest.
Liu Rumeng had already swung her longsword in her right hand, and there was no time to stop the Holy King's sword. Just as the sword was about to pierce her chest, the Holy King suddenly raised his sword, and the blade grazed Liu Rumeng's shoulder without hurting her in the slightest.
The Holy King secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, Meng'er wasn't hurt...
"Sizzle!" A sharp pain suddenly shot through her chest. Liu Rumeng's beautiful eyes flashed with a vicious light. The Holy King's slender figure trembled violently. He slowly lowered his head and saw a long sword piercing his chest, the crimson blood soaking through his clothes.
He showed her mercy, but she took advantage of his momentary lapse in attention and killed him!
After striking the enemy, Liu Rumeng showed no reaction. Subconsciously, she tried to pull back her longsword and thrust again, but the Holy King tightly gripped her slender wrist. Blood dripped from the blade onto the ground. The Holy King stared straight into her cold and heartless eyes and smiled bitterly: "Meng'er... do you really... not remember me at all?"
Liu Rumeng didn't speak, but instead struck the Holy King in the chest with her palm. The Holy King staggered backward, and suddenly drew his longsword, scattering blood droplets everywhere.
"Father!" Dongfang Heng slapped Li Shishi away, his tall figure appearing like a startled swan in an instant before the Holy King, supporting his swaying body. Blood quickly seeped out, soaking large patches of his clothes: "Li Xue!"
Shen Lixue quickly came to the Holy King's side, took out silver needles, and inserted them into the Holy King's wound to stop the bleeding.
The Holy King's face was pale, and his voice was weak but clear: "Heng'er... Lixue... don't... don't blame your mother... she's being controlled... she doesn't know what she's doing..."
“I…know…” Dongfang Heng said softly, his eyelids lowering slightly, concealing the expression in his eyes.
Shen Lixue felt as if a bottle of mixed emotions had been spilled in her heart. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty—she had all sorts of feelings. The current Holy Princess had no thoughts of her own; she was just a walking corpse, controlled by others and unable to control her own life. She couldn't recognize her husband or son; she was just subconsciously following Li Shishi's orders to kill. Stabbing the Holy King was not her intention.
"Hahaha!" Li Shishi's loud laughter rang out, so crazy it sent chills down everyone's spine: "Dongfang Yan, how does it feel to be seriously injured by the one you love? It must be very sad, painful, and painful, right? The pain you feel now is the same pain I felt back then." She was going to take back all the pain and suffering she had endured.
"Li Shishi, if I were the Holy King, I would never fall for a ruthless and shameless person like you!" The Holy King was seriously injured and not fit to speak, so Shen Lixue looked coldly at Consort Shu and retorted mercilessly.
"Do you think I wanted to become like this? Do you think I wanted to become like this? If I had married the Holy King back then, I would have been a gentle and dignified wife and mother at home. Liu Rumeng is a robber who stole everything that originally belonged to me. What's wrong with me taking revenge on her? What's wrong with that?"