744: Chapter 193: A Sword_2 744: Chapter 193: A Sword_2 In the past few days of combat, the actual motive was to prevent him from breaking away from the battle, and then to assassinate officials of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.
With each one killed, the Sealed Emperor Great World weakened by a measure.
To kill Emperor Luan…
one had to first sever the Sealed Emperor’s Kingdom’s fate, which was a thriving National Fortune Divine God Dragon.
Cutting down the nation’s fate was akin to slaying the entire Sealed Emperor Great World.
An almost impossible mission.
To kill Emperor Luan, one must either destroy the Sealed Emperor Great World or slay him outside of the Sealed Emperor Great World, where the National Fortune Divine God Dragon could not manifest.
In fact, the best approach would still be for the Sealed Emperor Great World to descend into chaos on its own.
Regrettably, a hundred and ten thousand years ago, the Mystery Huang World failed to seize the opportunity.
With a sweep of the Qiankun Scroll, the people from Guiwang Mountain floated down, their faces showing a rare hint of joy as they looked at the corpses floating mid-air.
…
The Azure Dragon Battle Formation was retracted into the Mountain and River Ding.
Emperor Luan, holding the Mountain and River Ding, took a step and found himself tens of thousands of miles away.
It wasn’t Space Divine Skills, he was just too fast.
He departed from the top of Baiyun Palace in an instant.
Only after he walked far did he spew out a mouthful of blood, his face paling.
With a backhanded wave, he burned the fresh blood to cinders, and Emperor Luan chuckled to himself.
One misstep leads to a cascade of errors!
Nobody could have expected the Sky Prison, controlled by the Sealed Emperor’s Palace for tens of millions of years, to be unlocked by a Little Turtle.
That Turtle didn’t just disarm the Formation on the Sky Prison, but…
seemed to own it outright!
Opening the Sky Prison Formation was as easy as opening his own house door.
Yet this Sky Prison had been in the hands of the Sealed Emperor Family for tens of millions of years!
Did the Dragon Turtle Tribe set a trap tens of millions of years ago, or did Little Turtle just happen to acquire the ownership of the Sky Prison?
Emperor Luan pondered.
If it was the latter, it would be fine—devoting all his power to exterminate Little Turtle!
Using all his power was not Emperor Luan belittling himself.
One who could repeatedly turn danger into safety and foil enemy’s strategies must certainly possess immense luck.
Killing someone with such immense luck, one can’t imagine the troubles faced; using all his power might even be an understatement.
But if it was the former, even Emperor Luan felt his heart seize.
If so, how many so-called trump cards of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace were in fact bombs planted by the Mystery Huang World, only waiting for the right moment to detonate?
As he speculated wildly, he suddenly felt a premonition and flashed backward, just as a long gun shot out of the void, aimed straight for Emperor Luan’s forehead.
Emperor Luan stepped back to dodge the long gun, with one hand holding the Mountain and River Ding and the other hand striking back at the gun.
His palm wind was harsh, stirring up endless clouds.
Yet the person holding the gun acted as if he couldn’t see the attack, continuing his thrust despite his assault being avoided, reaching forward still.
He himself did not dodge or evade but collided head-on with Emperor Luan’s palm wind.
Emperor Luan had just left the battle and wasn’t out of combat status yet.
His palm strike, seven parts offense and three parts defense, was impeccable.
With one strike, the assailant exploded on impact, but Emperor Luan’s eyebrows furrowed as he reached for the empty long gun.
But then, the long gun blew up following its master, pushing Emperor Luan’s palm back.
The gun’s tip suddenly transformed into a middle-aged man who reached for the Mountain and River Ding.
The man with the gun was a decoy; the gun itself was the real entity!
Emperor Luan kicked the middle-aged man in front of him, sending him reeling back.
The man already had his hand on the Mountain and River Ding.
He didn’t steal it, but with a light stroke on the Ding and using the momentum of Emperor Luan’s kick, he leaped back, landing dozens of miles away.
Both men ceased their movements, quietly observing one another.
“Nine Imperial Sons,” Emperor Luan began with a laugh.
The only wise Prince from the previous dynasty, who pulled away from the usurping battle a hundred and ten thousand years ago and went to the Star Sea.
Known as the Deposed Crown Prince, indeed he had shown up here.
His gaze settled on the ball of light in the hands of the Deposed Crown Prince.
The Deposed Crown Prince bore no killing intent towards him; otherwise, he would have noticed sooner.
The Deposed Crown Prince came precisely for the Dragon Ball on the Mountain and River Ding.
The Mountain and River Ding’s exterior was carved with mountains, rivers, and a Divine God Dragon coiling around it, with the dragon spewing a pearl.
This Dragon Ball was merely a bas-relief, and one would not expect it could be taken down!
Emperor Luan had studied the Mountain and River Ding for a hundred thousand years without fully understanding it.
He seized the Ding forcefully during the overthrow of the former dynasty.
He never obtained the true method of controlling the Mountain and River Ding.
Even when he first acquired it, the Mountain and River Ding was severely damaged.
Taming its Artifact Spirit took special methods.
Although the Artifact Spirit was tamed, it was also blank as a sheet, unable to fully control the Ding.
It needed to be gradually reintegrated into the Ding step by step for perfect control.
The Deposed Crown Prince’s understanding of the Ding clearly surpassed his own.
The Deposed Crown Prince bowed slightly, “I’ve seen Emperor Luan.
Today I borrowed the Dragon Ball, and will definitely return it in the future!”
He wished not to speak more with Emperor Luan, and with that said, he immediately escaped into the distance.
Emperor Luan began to laugh, “Emperor Brother, why the hurry?
Since you’ve appeared, why not pay a visit home?” He continued with a smile, “If Emperor Brother desires the Mountain and River Ding, why would I mind giving it away?”
As he spoke, Emperor Luan slapped his hand onto the Ding, shaking out the damaged Battle Formation inside.
The Ding let out a deep toll like a great bell, transforming into a mountain that flew toward the Deposed Crown Prince.
The fleeing Deposed Crown Prince abruptly turned around, his expression serious, “Thank you for Your Majesty’s hospitality.
When I take back the throne, I will surely retrieve the Mountain and River Ding.
But now is not the time!”
As he responded, his right fist clenched, he smashed it into the incoming mountain, sending the Mountain and River Ding flying back with a collision.
With a thunderous noise at the point of impact, ripples surged in all directions, the clouds in the sky instantly dissipating, while the mountain got forcefully repelled, and the figure of the Deposed Crown Prince vanished from the sky.
The mountain fell and transformed back into the Mountain and River Ding in Emperor Luan’s hands.
As he held the Ding, he gazed into the distance thoughtfully.
Yet his expression showed no frustration or loss, remaining utterly calm.