Wild beasts don't care about feelings. They pounced on the Empress, tigers baring their teeth, wolves with sharp jaws, bears with heavy paws, and giant pythons with venom. No fewer than a hundred beasts moved as if a hundred flowers were blooming, instantly surrounding the Empress. "Go, beasts, devour her!"
Emperor Xian, how dare you be so arrogant?
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322 Human-Beast War! Emperor Xian Flees! Pointy-Eared Fox Spirit!
Updated: 2013-09-12 12:33:05 Word Count: 7712
Emperor Xian can no longer be arrogant, simply because he is being besieged from all sides!
I never knew that birds and beasts could possess such power—strong arms, sharp claws, pointed fangs, and venomous sacs—all combined, they were more terrifying than a thousand troops.
She could wipe out an army in an instant, but she couldn't destroy an endless stream of birds and beasts in a single moment.
That's terrifying!
This thought was the clearest and most profound for Empress Xian in this critical moment. She felt as if her skin was being torn apart by the approaching beasts. Her face was contorted wildly; the golden eagle's arms were strong and powerful, and the wind it generated was as terrifying and explosive as a storm. She needed to use her immense inner strength to keep herself standing.
Her inner strength was rapidly disappearing. Having lived for over seventy years, she had never been so wretched, and no one had ever forced her to such a desperate situation. It was simply unforgivable!
"Enough! It's all over. Mu Yunhe, you have completely enraged me!" Emperor Xian suddenly roared, and his magnificent golden attire unfurled with a dazzling light, shimmering in the darkness. The approaching beasts were suddenly blinded by the golden light and dared not move forward, squinting and roaring in place, pacing irritably.
The two sides remained deadlocked. The beasts were afraid of the bright light, and Emperor Xian was trapped by countless beasts and could not escape.
Seeing this, Mu Yunhe merely raised an eyebrow, smiled indifferently, and then slowly said, "If the treacherous minister is not eliminated, the people will be in turmoil. All beasts, obey my command and strike directly at Emperor Xian! There must be no mistake!"
The eagles and golden eagles circling and screeching in the sky suddenly swooped down, their loud cries echoing across the heavens. Their descent was so powerful that even Emperor Xian was startled, his pupils contracting.
Empress Xian never asked for help, but at this moment she was surrounded by enemies and her inner strength was greatly depleted. She had no choice but to look at the Prince Shi who was in the distance. Her eyes flickered with struggle, but as the voice in the sky grew closer, Empress Xian still spoke, but still in a condescending manner: "Prince Shi, are you going to watch your own sister be attacked by a bunch of beasts?"
The King's beautiful eyes were filled with heaviness and shock, along with a hint of mockery and contempt. Mu Yunhe's move was simply too ruthless and terrifying. But she could only watch. She knew what it meant when the Emperor called her name at this moment, but was she, Qin Yinshi, merely the Emperor's possession? Did she have to do whatever the Emperor wanted her to do? When the Emperor no longer needed her and wanted to kill her, was she supposed to obediently offer her neck to be cut?
Who do you think is an idiot?!
If they weren't twin sisters, the Prince would have killed Emperor Xian long ago using countless methods. Why would he have to endure repeated assassination attempts? Enough is enough! His elder sister has become so ruthless and heartless; she has reached her limit. This time, she will not tolerate it any longer. 17281747
When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the King was looking in Luo Zhiheng's direction. Looking at the girl who remained calm and composed in the night filled with murderous intent, looking at her bright eyes, looking at her dignified and unyielding demeanor, the King couldn't quite describe the feeling. It was flowing and brewing in his heart, a mixture of sourness, bitterness, pain, and joy, all intertwined, and in the end, all that remained was lingering fear.
She had just pulled the wet nurse away. If that arrow had actually hit Luo Zhiheng, she would probably hate herself to death right now. This child almost died because of her recklessness and protectiveness. But she couldn't believe that this child, who looked nothing like her, was actually Qin Yinheng's daughter. Looking at Luo Zhiheng now, and recalling Luo Zhiheng's previous behavior, her personality was something the Prince liked immensely.
The king even felt that this child should be her child, with the same personality as her, equally arrogant and domineering, equally unrestrained and unconventional, and equally vengeful.
Looking at the child, King Shi was filled with mixed emotions. Meanwhile, Emperor Xian was impatiently giving him orders, which enraged King Shi instantly!
She glared at him, her sharp words directed at the Emperor, a questioning and a scathing rebuke: "Enough! What do you want to do? If it weren't for your insatiable greed and inflated ambition, how could this have happened? You knew who that child was, yet you still tried to hurt her. You knew who Mu Yunhe was, yet you still dared to kill him. Since you have the guts to do this, then you should have the courage to bear the consequences!"
"Weren't you always so powerful? Weren't you the most powerful person in the world, the most powerful person in the world, and the most arrogant person in the world? Then clean up your own mess and don't drag me into it. I have no interest in your boring thoughts."
Emperor Xian was stunned for a moment, his already ugly face growing even more gloomy, and he said with disbelief, "You are defying me? Qin Yinshi, how dare you speak to me like this?"
The king smiled dismissively and said, "What's wrong with talking to you like this? I'm not your slave, why should I obey you? Why can't I disobey you? You and I are equals."
"But I am your own sister! Are you just going to coldly watch me be trapped and killed by a bunch of beasts?" The Emperor Xian's voice was somewhat hysterical and furious. The Emperor Xian, who was high and mighty, finally became like a mortal and had the emotions that should be there.
Betrayal and alienation from all sides—that's all there is to it.
The Queen's heart ached. She knew the person facing danger was her own sister, but this sister not only plotted to kill her, but also intended to kill Luo Zhiheng. This filled the Queen with hatred for Emperor Xian; how could she bring herself to harm her blood relative? Moreover, this child was Qin Yinheng's heir in this world. If she were to die like this, what would become of Qin Yinheng's lineage? Furthermore, she was Luo Zhiheng's aunt; if she helped Emperor Xian, wouldn't that be tantamount to killing Luo Zhiheng?
She couldn't do something so despicable, something that would be worse than that of a pig or a dog.
Everyone knew that Empress Xian was insane, but no one knew that she had become so insane that she killed without blinking an eye.
Instead of offering sacrifices at the regular meeting, the Queen closed her eyes, concealing the sorrow and agitation within them.
As they spoke, the bird landed, its sharp beak and claws scratching Emperor Xian's body. Emperor Xian's face, shoulders, and neck were instantly scratched. In the blink of an eye, Emperor Xian's beautiful face, which was exactly the same as that of the King, was completely disfigured. If it were anyone else, this would be disfigurement.
Although Emperor Xian would certainly have a way to restore her appearance, it still enraged her. She was only human, and pain was inevitable; moreover, Emperor Xian had never experienced such intense pain. This was enough to illustrate the power of those birds of prey.
"Ah!" Empress Xian couldn't help but let out a low groan. Enraged, she disregarded everything else, concentrating her powerful inner strength in her hand and instantly striking upwards. The birds were instantly struck and fell to the ground. But before Empress Xian could even catch her breath, the beasts that had been watching her intently seized the moment when she was distracted fighting the birds in the sky, leaping up and swooping down on her.
In an instant, screams rang out, and the roars of wild beasts that shook the hills seemed to unleash a cold, sharp, and bloody aura.
Tigers bit into Emperor Xian's waist and abdomen, jackals bit into his neck, and venomous snakes bit into his ankles. In an instant, various ferocious beasts almost tore Emperor Xian apart and devoured him alive.
The pythons were highly venomous, and there were not just one, but several adult pythons and cobras; their venom had already entered the emperor's body. Coupled with his numerous large and painful wounds, even if the emperor survived, it would likely be a year and a half before he could cause trouble again.
The scene was so terrifying that almost everyone felt their scalp tingle, their eyes sting, and their feet go cold. The once-perfect Emperor Xian was now completely out of sight, surrounded by all sorts of ferocious beasts.
This is a battle between humans and beasts, extremely brutal, and becoming more and more exciting and intense!
This was a powerful visual feast. The immense danger tore at people's nerves, and the strong smell of blood stirred their emotions. When people saw this scene, in addition to being horrified, they also felt an indescribable surge of excitement!
In the blink of an eye, Empress Xian retaliated. She first swung away the giant python that was almost wrapped around her entire arm. She didn't manage to shake it off the first time, but she did on the second. She even used her inner force to shatter the python's entire body. Before the python's massive and heavy body even hit the ground, it had already broken into a mass of flesh and blood.
The Emperor's hand was already blackened, clearly indicating that the poison had spread rapidly to her arm. The Emperor had no time to stop it. She grabbed the tiger that was biting her almost to her chest, shouted, and released her inner force, instantly shaking the tiger away. But the tiger held on tightly, tearing a large chunk of her flesh off.
Empress Xian gasped, yet she still possessed terrifying fighting power. She remained standing, effortlessly dispatching the wild beasts one by one, proving she was indeed a formidable figure. This also made the situation even more dangerous.
The crowd watched, numb, on the verge of a breakdown. The scene was too bloody, the situation too perilous, and the Emperor's reaction and actions utterly inhuman!
The screams of wild beasts accompanied Emperor Xian's repeated roars. The charging beasts were killed and thrown aside, only for new beasts to charge forward again. This repeated itself, resulting in countless deaths and injuries among the beasts. Emperor Xian, however, still stood proudly. But this Emperor Xian was no longer the flamboyant and arrogant figure who had just appeared in mid-air. Instead, he was a disheveled, bloodied, and battered figure, fighting desperately but unwilling to fall!
The way the Empress was behaving was truly terrifying. Even wild beasts couldn't kill her, nor could they frighten or terrify her; this showed just how resolute and frightening this woman's character had become.
But no matter how powerful she was, she was still just a mortal. Her blood would eventually run dry, her flesh would eventually be torn apart, and her life force would eventually be exhausted. But the beasts controlled by Mu Yunhe seemed to be inexhaustible, so they only had to wait.
The pharaohs stood aside, their faces ashen, having already protected Luo Zhiheng. At this moment, none of them were fools; they all understood that if it weren't for Mu Yunhe's intervention, they would likely be in grave danger. However, Mu Yunhe's intervention was not for them, but solely for Luo Zhiheng.
It's unimaginable how important Luo Zhiheng is to Mu Yunhe, but they know that to win Mu Yunhe's heart and keep him focused on the Mu Dynasty, Mu Yunhe's surname alone is not enough. Protecting Luo Zhiheng and safeguarding Mu Yunhe's weakness will ensure success and a natural outcome.
Therefore, the pharaohs and their guardian deities almost simultaneously protected Luo Zhiheng with impenetrable security, truly daring not to be careless in the slightest.
When Emperor Xian was finally exhausted from dealing with the situation, Mu Yunhe remained calm and composed, standing in place and commanding the beasts to attack together, once again inflicting a heavy blow on Emperor Xian.
Everyone suddenly realized that Mu Yunhe, whom they had always considered the weaker party and whom the Emperor Xian had always wanted to attack and kill, had actually stood still the entire time. Even with the Emperor Xian so close, he hadn't been able to budge Mu Yunhe in the slightest. In contrast to the Emperor Xian's disheveled and dangerous state, Mu Yunhe remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control. A true master strategist, Mu Yunhe was indeed worthy of the title!
In a daze, I realized that the most terrifying person was not the Emperor Xian, but Mu Yunhe. Comparing the two, it was obvious who was superior.
This seemingly frail man unexpectedly created a legend with his power, and everything that happened under the night sky will be eternally etched in the hearts of everyone present.
When the Empress finally unleashed the next wave of beast attacks, her figure vanished instantly, reappearing a hundred meters away. This scene was so sudden that it caused everyone to gasp in surprise.
Mu Yunhe remained calm and composed, but his gaze was extremely contemptuous: "Using the escape technique will cost you five years of cultivation. You're quite willing to do that."
Escape Technique, a superior and mysterious martial art, has never been circulated in the secular world. However, the Divination Divine Skill has been mentioned, as his unreliable master had told him about it. This type of martial art requires sacrificing five years' worth of internal energy to use. How many years can a person live? Who would willingly sacrifice five years' worth of painstakingly cultivated internal energy?
At this moment, Emperor Xian was truly at her wit's end. She was isolated and helpless. Because she was always arrogant and considered herself invincible, she did not like to bring followers and guards with her wherever she went. Now she also thought that there were still a large number of demon barbarians lying in ambush here, so there must be no danger. Unfortunately, she misjudged the situation, and her misjudgment was serious.
She couldn't bear to give up five years of internal energy; otherwise, she wouldn't have waited until now, covered in wounds and with holes practically torn in her body, to unleash this martial art. Given the choice between living and losing five years of internal energy, she would naturally choose the former.
Looking at Mu Yunhe's cold face, Emperor Xian almost vomited blood: "Mu Yunhe, remember this, the humiliation you suffered today will surely be punished by me one day. I will tear you to pieces. The pain you caused me will be a thousand times greater for you! Luo Zhiheng, I will not let you go either! All of you here today, I will make sure you all die a horrible death."
Empress Xian was not one to issue challenges to others; she was incredibly arrogant, and would kill anyone she disliked without a second thought. But today, she simply didn't have that right. Faced with Mu Yunhe, who had driven her to the brink of defeat and left her utterly defenseless, the last bit of strength she had left was to flee for her life!
"You think I'll let you go? Take all those words to your coffin." Mu Yunhe sneered, his gloomy gaze sweeping across the sky, causing the birds that were circling wildly to immediately fall.
Empress Xian's pupils constricted; she couldn't withstand another attack. Without another word, she hastily departed, leaving with a heart full of anger, hatred, and the flames of rage.
Mu Yunhe did not allow the birds and beasts to continue the pursuit, simply because he could see that Emperor Xian's lifespan would not end today. Unfortunately, he could not see when Emperor Xian would die of old age, so naturally he would not waste his efforts. As long as Emperor Xian was driven away, that would be enough.
Calming the ferocious beasts, and to everyone's astonishment, Mu Yunhe kissed the forehead of a snow-white, strong, and very majestic white tiger, and patted its head approvingly, saying, "Well done. Take them back, and don't harm innocent people."
roar!
The white tiger seemed to understand human speech, responding to Mu Yunhe with a roar. Then, it wagged its tail and ran ahead, leading a group of beasts away.
In the blink of an eye, the dark cloud of bats dispersed, and the bright moonlight reappeared, illuminating the mess before them. 1.
The scene was extremely tragic, with countless wild animal corpses, the ruins of the guards' quarters, and the smoke from stray bullets still burning.
Mu Yunhe swayed slightly, his face pale. After a while, he slowly turned around and his gaze immediately fell on Luo Zhiheng.
He smiled, a smile of unparalleled elegance! Despite his exhaustion and pain, seeing Luo Zhiheng unharmed, knowing that he had erected an impenetrable barrier for her with his frail body, Mu Yunhe felt so content and happy. Things that were once impossible, he could now do.
But the next moment, Mu Yunhe was plunged into boundless darkness, his upright body slowly tilting to the ground, and a cry of alarm rang out in the silent night.
"Mu Yunhe!"
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The carriages swayed and lurched forward. Now that they were on the road, their procession was noticeably quieter and more subdued. The once long convoy was now less than half its original size, with everyone crammed into a few carriages, many of which had been destroyed. However, the reduced number of carriages actually sped up the procession's progress.
The Prince did not immediately say anything to Luo Zhiheng, but instead had the wet nurse rest in her carriage. Luo Zhiheng did not know what the Prince wanted to do, but seeing that the Prince was making things difficult for her and Mu Yunhe for the sake of her sister, Luo Zhiheng was willing to trust the Prince.
She looked down at Mu Yunhe's face. Although it was still pale, there was some color in it, and his tightly furrowed brows had finally relaxed. A day had passed since the battle last night, but Mu Yunhe had been fast asleep.
Lady Huoyun said that Mu Yunhe was just too tired and was just sleeping, so there was no need to worry.
But how could she not worry? Mu Yunhe's smile last night was so captivating that she couldn't close her eyes. All she could see when she closed them was his smile. How could he be so breathtakingly beautiful? It was an indescribable aura, perhaps because he had just launched an unparalleled and earth-shattering battle, making his aura particularly striking and contradictory.
Sharp and powerful, domineering and wicked, a fierce aura emanated from him. The beautiful man was captivating, his handsomeness surpassing all words in history. At that moment, Mu Yunhe was unrealistically beautiful, truly ethereal and otherworldly, as if he were about to ascend to heaven on a crane, pure and holy like a lotus.
Yesterday, Luo Zhiheng thought she couldn't catch Mu Yunhe until he was too tired and fainted from exhaustion. Only when she held him in her arms did her heart gradually calm down.
She hadn't spoken a word all day, and all she wanted was to hold him like this, close to each other. She gently touched his forehead, just as he had kissed her, tenderly and intimately. She was grateful for everything he had done for her, but his recklessness, which involved numerous dangers, filled Luo Zhiheng with dread.
Even if he was confident, if he had to faint from exhaustion after every battle, Luo Zhiheng would rather go to the battlefield herself. She found that she couldn't bear to see Mu Yunhe looking weak anymore.
"Is it pretty?" When the hoarse voice sounded, Luo Zhiheng realized that Mu Yunhe had opened his eyes. His head was raised in her arms, and his gaze was gentle and playful.
"It's so beautiful, so beautiful that I wish I could hide it away and not let anyone see it." Suddenly, she felt an urge to cry, her voice choked, and her eyes moistened.
"Like a child." Mu Yunhe chuckled, his voice filled with affection, flowing quietly between his lips, revealing his boundless love for her.
"You're the one who's a child. If you dare to do anything so dangerous again, I'll teach you a lesson." Luo Zhiheng slapped him in dissatisfaction, then hugged his head tightly and kissed his face haphazardly.
Mu Yunhe chuckled softly. Seeing Luo Zhiheng glaring at him, he wasn't afraid. Instead, he looked at her bulging chest in a lewd manner and said with a smirk, "I hope you deal with me. It would be best if you smothered me to death in your mountains."
She covered her eyes impatiently and said fiercely, "How did you become like this? You're so wicked and wicked."
"Isn't that just like being influenced by others?" Mu Yunhe placed her hand down, covered it with his mouth, and gently licked her soft palm with his nimble tongue.
"The Emperor's Flying Claw Poison." After the two cuddled for a while, Luo Zhiheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "How did you do that? You can actually control wild beasts?"
Mu Yunhe's eyes flashed, and he lightly flicked her forehead, saying, "You can't ask about this; it's a secret."