Peerless Heiress - Chapter 125
Zhenhe possessed extraordinary comprehension from a young age, making her an unparalleled genius in the family. Her current achievements far surpass those of her predecessors. However, even so, it was only because of Yuwen Ke's imperial blood that she dared to carry out this sealing act. The reason was simple: the demon within Yuwen Ke possessed a demonic power far beyond his comprehension.
It must have cultivated its powers for over a thousand years, right? A demon with such cultivation, if it were to advance any further, would become a demon immortal.
Zhenhe suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the talismans floating around her, causing the talismans to suddenly emit golden light.
"Hmph!" he shouted, making a sword gesture with his left hand and pointing it out into the distance.
Yuwen Ke's body suddenly trembled, he looked up at the sky, and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Then he collapsed softly to the ground.
The blood that had just spurted out seemed to come alive, condensing into a faint, faceless figure. Though small in size, its posture was extremely graceful. It stood lazily in mid-air, its elegance unparalleled without even a gesture. However, the next second, the blood-red figure seemed to realize something, instantly panicking and leaping about like a ghost.
Chapter 279: Furious
Was that her master? That figure shrouded in imperial blood? So resplendent...
Yuwen Ke collapsed to the ground, his body feeling as if all his strength had been drained, leaving only an empty shell. Forget about circulating his internal energy; even moving a finger like an ordinary person was extremely difficult. He could only prop his still-open eyelids open, staring intently at the figure in mid-air, his gaze utterly cold.
He didn't know why this demon had possessed him. Was it because it no longer had a body? Or did it have some ulterior motive? He didn't care. But the fact that it dared to use his body to repeatedly get close to Qingyan was... worthy of death!
If Zhenhe hadn't suddenly come and exposed the matter, wouldn't he have remained completely unaware of it from beginning to end until Qingyan left?
He always thought he still had a chance, that he could still control everything and slowly keep Qingyan here. He was the crown prince, wasn't he? He was about to become the emperor. No matter who it was, Cheng Jue or Mo Yu, if they dared to take her away, he would search the entire world to find her.
Even if, even if, she doesn't love him...
He still remembers that on their wedding day, he was restless and indifferently carried out all the procedures until he brought Wei Yun into the palace and sent her to the Moon Palace specially set up for her. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore and left alone, ignoring the unfinished ceremonies.
There was an almost uncontrollable, crazy urge to leave the palace and see her.
But it won't work...
I utterly loathe those ministers, dressed in splendid attire, their faces beaming with joy, clapping around and spouting excited and delighted words. And then there are the Ministry of Rites officials, following closely behind, their faces full of disapproval, their mouths agape about the Crown Prince's "excessive breaches of etiquette," yet forced to swallow their grievances under his cold gaze... Truly, I loathe them.
He retreated to his study, summoned Shadow, and inquired about her situation. Several days had passed, and he couldn't ask. Shadow's report, however, enraged him. This very same enchanting vixen, shrouded in blood and fleeing east and west, was actually... was actually discussing leaving with Qingyan!
Spacetime, a barrier...
He didn't know what these words meant, but he understood that if he let Qingyan be taken away, he might never see her again in his entire life. He absolutely, positively could not tolerate it!
Before anything could be done, Qingyan disappeared.
Upon hearing the news, he was utterly horrified. Had Zhenhe not determined that the monster was still inside him, he would likely have gone insane immediately.
He mobilized a large army, shocking the entire nation. Finally, he recovered the city outside Gushan. Overwhelmed with gratitude, he could not bear to lose it again.
He made a resolute decision: to deal with this monster, even if he couldn't kill it, he had to seal it away for at least the rest of his and Qingyan's lives! Absolutely!
Regardless of the cost—
Chapter 280: The Crazy Little Beast
The thunder roared urgently, and lightning twisted and ripped through the void like the gaping maw of a monster, deep and dark, an endless abyss... All the might of heaven poured down upon that streak of blood-red light in mid-air.
The figure amidst the blood-red light, fleeing east and west, had gradually exhausted its spiritual power. Its form began to become transparent and ethereal, like a wisp of red gauze, and after a while, it resembled wisps of smoke. Clearly so weak it seemed unable to withstand even a breath from an infant, it stubbornly lingered and struggled amidst this cataclysmic disaster, refusing to vanish, as if... as if there were still some unfulfilled wishes, some people it had to see one last time.
Yuwen Ke pursed his lips slightly, a strong sense of unease gradually rising in his heart.
He struggled to twist his neck and glanced behind him.
There, outside the barrier, a large force was gathered, not so much to protect this plain, but rather to isolate them from external disturbances so that their spells could be completed smoothly.
Now, the spell is nearing its end, it will soon be over. The monster, deeply wounded, will, in a few moments, along with the crimson light of the emperor's blood on its body, transform into a light, floating talisman, forever sealed on the altar. Or, its soul will be scattered...
But why did he feel such a strong sense of loss at such a moment, as if he had suddenly fallen off a cliff and was terrified as if he was about to lose everything?
Everything behind me was peaceful.
He felt slightly relieved. Before he could even turn around, he heard a series of screams. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure flash by like lightning, rushing straight towards the monster that was suffering from heavenly tribulation.
That is... that is?
He turned around in shock, and the intense shock made him stand up instantly.
Qingyan! It's Qingyan!!
Qingyan was disheveled, her clothes stained with blood and dust, her long hair disheveled and spread out as she ran, obscuring her face and making her expression unreadable. She was like a frantic little beast, running recklessly, one of her shoes missing, her bare feet stained with blood, as she flashed past him.
"No!—" he cried out, frantically reaching out to grab it, but he could no longer hold on to it.
"Qingyan! No! No!! No!!!" he roared madly, seeing Qingyan rapidly approaching the center of the heavenly tribulation, close to the figure within the blood-red light. The next second, he would be reduced to ashes along with that figure.
The world fell silent instantly. In Yuwen Ke's eyes, everything had ceased to exist. The only thing remaining was that disheveled figure with flowing long hair, stained with blood and dust. He stretched out his hands, his lips moving, with only one thought in his mind: No, he couldn't let her escape alone. If they were to leave, they would leave together.
Chapter 281: The Formation is in Disarray
Zhenhe, having exhausted all her strength to successfully trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, collapsed to the ground, utterly drained. Upon witnessing this sudden change, she was both surprised and relieved. "Let this girl be destroyed too," she thought. "From now on, Yuwen will be a truly powerful emperor without weaknesses. He will surely become the most famous sage ruler in the history of Tianxing."
Just then, Yuwen Ke suddenly stood up, his face full of madness, and without thinking, he followed the girl and rushed towards the center of the heavenly tribulation.
He was horrified and jumped up from the ground, grabbing Yuwen Ke tightly and roaring, "Yuwen Ke, are you crazy?! What are you doing?!"
Yuwen Ke was like a mad tiger. His body was already completely destroyed and required extremely careful rest to recover. Yet, suddenly, he possessed such strength, his struggles filled with terrifying killing intent, his eyes bloodshot. He had no idea who was holding him; he only wanted to eliminate all obstacles, destroy everything, so he could be by her side.
Zhenhe's martial arts skills were roughly equal to Yuwen Ke's, but one couldn't bring himself to strike, while the other was filled with murderous intent. Zhenhe immediately couldn't hold on and was freed from Yuwen Ke's grasp.
"No, Your Highness!" The surrounding generals cried out in horror and rushed forward.
The barrier was destroyed the moment Qingyan rushed in. Wu Cheng, Yang Huai, and the other generals all rushed in, grabbing Yuwen Ke's body and refusing to let go no matter how hard he punched and kicked them.