The Emperor is Above

Chapter 300 Hundreds of Thousands of People Must Die

"Another peak second-grade judge!"

Qing Yi stared at the newly appeared Red God of Wealth with his divine eye.

On the way to the capital, Bao Bu Tong, the former defender of Yanjin City, introduced the details of Wutong God to Qing Yi.

Wutongshen is a collective name for five evil gods, respectively known as the Red, Yellow, Green, Blue and White God of Wealth. They are all at the peak of the second level and their combined strength should not be underestimated. That is why they can gradually expand the faith along the river banks.

Fortunately, this time among the Five Gods, only one, the Red God of Wealth, appeared, and the four women around him were all at the third-grade combat master level, otherwise the enemy's strength would be enough to make people despair.

Even so, Qing Yi was still very uneasy. After all, Xing State's reliance, the first-class grandmaster Shi Lao Weng, was trapped, and Xing State's overall strength was at an absolute disadvantage.

Relying on his divine eye and Taiyi Qi-refining technique, he managed to fight against a second-grade judge for a short period of time, but he was not sure he could keep his life surrounded by powerful enemies.

Even Qianye Weng, who always cared a lot about his reputation, couldn't help but sweat slightly on his forehead after seeing so many powerful enemies appearing one after another. His eyes were slightly wandering, observing the retreat route in case the situation was unfavorable.

There was total silence around the Altar of State and the atmosphere was so heavy that it almost froze. In the face of two first-class strong men on the enemy side, no one dared to act rashly.

At this moment, the high priest of the Black Wind tribe, who was wearing a cloak, looked up at Qing Yi, and a strong murderous intent was revealed under the shadow of the cloak.

"I will go kill the kid who repeatedly sabotages our plans first. Cat Ghost God, you deal with the other party's first-class grandmaster. Red Wealth God, act according to the situation. Wu Peng, you summon Ningtu Ghost King to come in person!"

Qing Yi was extremely surprised when the Black Wind Tribe's chief priest spoke. It was actually the voice of a young woman. However, the strong murderous intent made his heart beat wildly.

"Hehehe, leave the first-grade grandmaster to me!" The cat ghost god has a small body and makes a shrill laugh that makes people's scalps numb when they hear it.

"Nu Yao, just go ahead and kill as much as you can. The more blood and sacrifices you make, the easier it will be to summon the Ghost King to come in person, and the happier the Ghost King Ningtu will be!"

The witch with a bone ring on his head and animal skin on his body grinned with a mouth full of yellow teeth, his eyes were a little crazy, "Tonight, I must use the blood sacrifice of hundreds of thousands of people in Xingtai City to make the princes of the seventy-six countries in the Northern Wilderness terrified at the mention of the ghost witch."

"Haha, after tonight, the name of Xing State will no longer exist!"

The Red God of Wealth also laughed loudly, his thin face gradually filled with red light, and even his teeth turned into sharp red teeth, like a rat that turned into a human. However, he was stunned again and pointed to the distance and shouted, "Huh? That kid actually ran away!"

"I'd be a fool to stay here and wait for death!"

As soon as the high priest of the Black Wind Tribe spoke, Qing Yi quietly slipped away from the array of doctors and vassals, and then ran towards the northwest.

After his reminder, many dukes and lords around the Altar of Land and Grain finally came to their senses and fled in all directions. They simply could not participate in such a battle between powerful men, and the most important task at the moment was to protect themselves.

For a while, the entire Upper City was in chaos. Except for the Marquis Xing, the ministers, Qianye Weng, the Gongfengtang, the Black Armor Cavalry, the royal family's strong men, the three divisions, the Royal Guards, and the City Guards, the area around the Altar of Land and Grain soon became empty.

“Hehehe, you can escape for a while, but you can’t escape forever!” The cat ghost’s strange big eyes turned at different angles, “Anyway, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire capital will die!”

The chief priestess of the Black Wind Tribe leapt lightly from the altar of the state and grain, and in a blink of an eye she was dozens of feet away, as if flying in the air. Wherever she passed, there were corpses and blood everywhere. She chased in the direction of Qing Yi's escape with murderous intent.

Qianye Weng, Zhonghang Shuo and others seemed not to have noticed the actions of the Black Wind Tribe's high priest. Even Xing Hou and Zhu Qing had no intention of intercepting him. It was a good thing for them to let Qing Yi lead away a first-grade grandmaster.

This made Qing Yi even more miserable. He didn't care about his appearance as a noble lord and just ran away with big strides, pushing his feet hard.

"Thum-thum-thum--"

He stepped on the stone road which was paved with more than a foot thick cypress with great force, leaving huge footprints one after another, raising stone powder all over the sky. His speed was so fast that he even knocked down the walls of the houses from time to time.

Qing Yi's escape to the northwest was a well-thought-out decision. As long as he passed the palace and crossed a deep ravine to the west, he would reach the mountains and forests with towering ancient trees and rugged rocks. The jungle would be more suitable for escaping pursuit than the middle city and the lower city.

"Hmph, you run away pretty fast, but you have nowhere to go!" The high priest of the Black Wind Tribe chased and killed people along the way. He snorted coldly and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

She didn't expect Qing Yi to run so fast, but there was a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth under his cloak, and it was obvious that he was not worried that the target would really escape.

"Boom boom boom——"

There were also loud noises of fierce battles between powerful men around the Altar of State.

The cat ghost laughed shrilly and rushed towards Qianye Weng. His body was as thin as a kitten, but he had a terrifying aura that made people tremble.

Qianye Weng understood that the other party would never let him, a great master, escape, so he made up his mind and went forward to meet him.

I thought that the Cat Ghost God was also a first-class strongman, and the strength of the two was not much different. But after facing this evil god that has been around for hundreds of years, I couldn't help but secretly complain that this evil god was too powerful.

He hurriedly summoned Zhong Xingshuo, Wei Yuan and Qi Ce, three second-grade judges, to come for help, and Qianye Weng was barely able to resist.

The red-faced Red God of Wealth is at the peak of the second rank, but he has countless strange magical powers and evil arts. Even when facing the siege of three second-rank powerhouses, Yun Shengyan, Yue Chengqing, and Linghu Ming, he can still have a slight advantage.

What is even more surprising is that the nine cat ghost gods and servants were able to trap a dozen strong men from the Black Armor Cavalry, royal family members and the ministers with just a few of them. Of course, this was also due to the fact that the ministers did not try their best.

Even the four women brought by the Red God of Wealth were able to stop the city guards and many powerful men from the Third Division while chatting and laughing, preventing them from disrupting the summons of the top witch of the Ghost Witch Tribe.

Seeing that many powerful men from the Xing State were crushed, the gloomy face of Xing Hou actually showed a hint of smile: "I have known for a long time that you evil gods and ghosts have gone to great lengths to sneak into the capital city. I have been waiting for you to show up..."

"Huchi - Huchi -"

Qing Yi felt that he had not been so embarrassed for a long time. The last time he was chased and fled in a panic was when he was escorting Tu Shigu to Guqiu. The woolly rhinoceros, who was angered by the high-level servant of the Cat Ghost God, chased him all the way.

However, last time the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture killed the Woolly Rhinoceros, Pan Qing taught him how to become friends with the Dragon Vulture. But this time, facing the pursuit of a first-grade grandmaster, he had no good solution.

Fortunately, the chief priest of the Black Wind Tribe was not in a hurry to kill Qing Yi. He kept a distance of several dozen feet from him, like a cat teasing a mouse, and chased after him slowly and leisurely.

"Boom boom boom——"

In a hurry, Qing Yi crashed through one wall after another. Under the panicked gaze of everyone in the palace, he passed through the vast palace and courtyard, and finally arrived behind the upper city as his eyes brightened.

However, he suddenly stopped in annoyance. In front of him was a very wide and deep mountain stream. Yang Hu had inadvertently mentioned a zipline leading to the other side, but it was nowhere to be seen.

"call--"

The cold evening wind swept through the mountain stream, making Qing Yi shiver. Could it be that this was a dead end?
The mountain stream is so deep that one cannot see the bottom of it, with mist floating at the bottom. The cliff on the opposite side is steep and more than 400 feet wide, separating Xingtai City from the original mountains and forests.

In the dense forest, ancient trees are towering, and the grass and trees are withered in winter. In the dimness, densely packed branches are swaying in the wind, like countless mountain elves and tree monsters. One can also vaguely hear the cries of eagles and falcons coming from the deep ravine and clouds.

"Run away, why don't you run away?"

The chief priest of the Black Wind Tribe sneered as he stood on the rooftop several dozen feet away, looking down at Qing Yi who looked uneasy. He extended his white and tender palm from under his black robe and pointed at a stone pillar with a dragon and cloud pattern carved on it on the right. "You want to slide along that rope to the other side, right?"

Qing Yi turned his head and looked over. A few feet away, on a huge stone pillar with a diameter of more than five feet, there was indeed a three-inch thick rope made of alien beast tendons. It could withstand a pulling force of tens of thousands of pounds. Unfortunately, the rope connecting to the other side had been cut off. Judging from the cross section, it had been cut not long ago.

Seeing that the way out was blocked and Pan Qing had no good solution, Qing Yi made up his mind and laughed up to the sky: "Why is the high priest chasing me? Could it be that he has been unable to marry in the past 30 years and now he covets my beautiful face? Our age gap is too big, I am afraid we have nothing in common!"

(End of this chapter)