Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 448 Dragon Qi Spreads in All Directions, a Great Demon Within the Palace

"That's... dragon energy?"

Liu Sheng held his breath, forgetting to breathe, and stared intently in the direction of the capital.

The dragon vein, beheaded by the Nebula God and Demon, completely disintegrated into wisps of primordial yellow energy, which then scattered in all directions like meteors.

One of them is heading towards Jinzhou.

Just then, the Nebula Demon God, who had severed the dragon vein with a single strike, grabbed the chains and gave them a sharp shake. The dark blue chains, resembling a net, snapped shut, catching the largest portion of the dragon energy before it dissipated. About four or five tenths of it was swallowed by the demon god.

"boom!"

In an instant, demonic energy surged upwards, blotting out the sky and the sun, like a giant curtain that concealed the heavens and earth surrounding the capital, preventing outsiders from peeping in.

Pitch black, deep and dark, like an abyss stretching between heaven and earth, exuding a terrifying aura that makes one's heart tremble.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, thunder roared, lightning flashed, and torrential rain of blood poured down, as if the sky had leaked open.

A profound sense of sorrow permeated the heavens and earth; mountains and rivers wept together, and all living things were filled with desolation.

"The Great Yu Dynasty is doomed. These are turbulent times..."

Liu Sheng sighed softly, his eyes inexplicably moistening. He looked away, and the person had already disappeared from the spot.

Before the world descends into chaos, we must bring Grandma, Yu Niang, and Old He to Youzhou.

at the same time.

The capital city, the Yingtian Hall.

Song Yingtian spat out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes dim, yet he could not hide the spirited air between his brows.

After a century of painstaking planning, the harvest season has finally arrived.

He glanced at the pile of imperial corpses scattered into mud beneath the stone tower, and saw in the blood pool, a corpse, even with its skin torn open and its bones broken, still stood upright, like a tattered military flag, particularly jarring to the eye.

It was none other than the remains of the Great Yu Emperor!
"You've been dead for over a thousand years, what are you still trying to prove? The fate of the world, the rise and fall of dynasties, how could a dead man like you possibly stop it?"

Song Yingtian got up and walked over, squatted down beside the emperor's corpse, and patted the top of the emperor's head:

"Don't worry, to spare you any concern, I will send all your descendants down tomorrow to serve you as dutiful sons and grandsons."

The emperor's corpse was lifeless, as still as a stone, yet two lines of bloody tears seeped out.

Upon seeing this, Song Yingtian frowned, clearly displeased.
"You're already dead, why are you still crying? If your descendants are disappointing, who can you blame?"

After all, the face of the dead is ultimately maintained by the living.

After saying that, he slammed his palm down, smashing the emperor's skull with a "crack".

With the force of the remaining energy penetrating through, the rest of the corpse shattered into dust and sank into the blood pool, creating ripples.

Several feet away, Wu Yong glanced at Song Yingtian, who was surrounded by swirling mist, with thick black eyebrows, looking like a god or demon. He quickly lowered his head, his whole body trembling, and his back felt icy cold.

He personally participated in the "opening of the imperial tomb and severing of the dragon vein," but the more he learned, the more awe and fear he felt towards his sworn brother and Grand Commandant.

"Human face, demonic heart" is not even a fraction of what it is; it is very likely that it is a great demon in human skin!
Otherwise, how can one explain the numerous demonic arts and evil techniques that he could casually employ, and the many vicious and ruthless schemes he could devise?
There is no one in the whole world more skilled at manipulating people's hearts than this person!
"Brother Yong..."

Just then, Wu Yong heard a soft exclamation in his ear. He looked up and met Song Yingtian's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but were not. Blood-red light flashed in his eyes, piercing straight into people's hearts, making it difficult to resist.

All that remains is surrender and refuge from the inside out, from body to mind.

"Brother, I'm here." "I've obtained fifty percent of the Great Yu Dragon Qi, enough to refine the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Star Formation into my body. Once I succeed, I'll be able to transcend the Five Elements of this realm and travel the world..."

Song Yingtian exhaled a puff of black smoke, slowly stepped into the blood pool, and with a wave of his hand, the 108 bronze coffins suspended in the hall immediately spewed out demonic energy, which flowed into his body along the chains, making a terrifying sound.

A moment later, his voice came through the billowing black smoke:
"Once this method begins, it must not be interrupted. It takes 108 days to complete the practice."

I entrust this capital to you; do not disappoint me…

"Follow the order."

Wu Yong bowed his head and responded, a complex look flashing in the depths of his eyes.
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The wind howled, the sky roared, and the earth trembled and cracked.

Since the day the dragon vein was severed, blood rain has poured down throughout the territory of the Great Yu Dynasty for several days.

Hailstorms, thunderstorms, hurricanes, earthquakes, landslides, floods, mudslides and many other natural disasters broke out one after another, destroying countless farmlands, houses, towns and roads.

As for casualties, the numbers are astronomical and incalculable.

"On the sixth day, the rain subsided considerably and was about to stop."

Liu Sheng glanced at the puddle in the courtyard. Ripples dotted the blood-red surface of the water. The grass and trees beside him were growing wildly, and the water droplets hanging on the branches and leaves were crystal clear and full, also blood red.

The air was filled with wisps of blood mist, but instead of the stench of blood, it carried a pleasant, faint fragrance, like a flower but not quite, refreshing and delightful.

The scope and duration of this blood rain far exceeded the blood rain that fell from the sky when the Yin Gods fell.

The impact was immense; mountains grew higher, waters deeper, vegetation grew wildly, birds and beasts became stronger, and all sorts of spiritual creatures sprang up like mushrooms after rain, no less than a flood of imperial dew.

The millennia-old prosperity of the Great Yu dynasty vanished in a single day, its impact on heaven and earth being immense.

In comparison, the impact and consequences of Liu Sheng's killing of Cai Yuting were almost negligible.

"The dragon vein of the Great Yu Dynasty has been severed, and the dragon energy has scattered in all directions, falling into the wilderness and transforming into dragons. After that, there will be bloodshed in the human world, and dragons and snakes will rise up on the land..."

Inside the pavilion, Du Renwang picked up the scalding hot tea, drank it all in one gulp, exhaled a puff of steam, and said softly:
"The rise and fall of this dynasty and the change of imperial power have never been expected to begin in this way."

Fortunately, the Bohai Du family has secured a ticket to participate in this "battle for supremacy".

On the very day the dragon vein was severed, a wisp of dragon energy came from the west, fell into the clan, and merged into the body of a young boy.

Now that boy has been secretly taken to a forbidden area for secluded cultivation. In the future, the Du family will devote all its resources to nurturing this child, in order to help him compete for the world and establish his rule in the Central Plains.

However, before that, we should keep a low profile and follow Liu Sheng's advice: "Build high walls, store up grain, and delay declaring yourself king."

To avoid ending up as a "pioneer of the king" and becoming cannon fodder.

"Brother Du, is there any news from the capital?"

At this moment, Liu Sheng returned to the pavilion, picked up the cooled teacup, activated his true energy, and immediately the tea foam churned and the liquid boiled. He then drank it all in one gulp.

"Beijing..."

Du Renwang put down his teacup, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes, and shook his head:

“From that day on, martial law was declared. No one, whether civil or military officials or ordinary people, was allowed to enter but not leave. All government affairs were suspended. Only an imperial edict was issued, allowing local officials to act as they saw fit.”

My Du family's spies in the capital risked their lives to send back a message saying..."

He glanced at Liu Sheng and slowly uttered a few words:

"There is a great demon in the palace."

(End of this chapter)