King Wutong rested on the throne. From the start till now, he knew that the throne wasn't easy to sit on.
When he was still a Carefree King, he didn't think about becoming the Emperor.
When he was young, his father told him that he wanted to sit on the throne.
Although he was young, he knew that the throne wasn't suitable for him. His ability to take pressure was too weak.
It was easy for his mind to collapse.
This was why he agreed with his brother becoming the Emperor. That was because if he had a good relationship with his brother, he would be able to have a more comfortable life.
Today.
His brother placed such a heavy burden on his shoulders.
He only felt tired, really tired.
Facing the Alliance's threats, he really didn't know what to do.
He felt like he could collapse at any moment. The rage was real and he couldn't hide it. Maybe only rage could vent the unhappiness in his heart.
If he became the new Emperor, the Alliance wouldn't do anything to the Imperial Dynasty.
They would just bully him.
But for now, they wouldn't destroy the Imperial Dynasty. After all, he was rebelling. No matter whether or not it was real, to the outside world, he was really rebelling.
But if he let his nephew inherit the throne, he would have died to the Alliance.
That night.
King Wutong came to the stone room and stepped in. He knew that he couldn't turn back.
He needed power; he needed power to solve everything in front of him.
He stood at the entrance of the stone room and looked into the darkness. There seemed to be a demon smiling there.
"I know that you can speak. I need power, absolute power."
"Nothing will fall from the sky. If you have any requests, then just say it."
King Wutong hollered. His voice reverberated in the stone room. He hesitated but very quickly, he tossed it aside. Since he was here, he knew that he couldn't turn back.
If he turned back, he would lose. He wouldn't even be able to fight back against the Alliance.
"You are back?"
Not long later, a voice spread out from the coffin.
King Wutong frowned like he had been slapped in the face. Moreover, it was quite a heavy slap, like he was being slapped left and right.
That person was right, he was back.
"There is no need to feel confused and lost. Evil God-Masaki-Xinfeng understands you better than yourself. Your heart is telling me what you need but you just don't want to believe it."
"Come over and take me out. Let me feel your heart."
Evil God's voice was filled with temptation as he slowly tempted King Wutong.
King Wutong was expressionless. He knew what he needed and the evil god was his only hope.
He knew that he was making a deal with the Evil God and that he would be doomed. But even if he had to pay a huge price, he had to do it.
He opened the sarcophagus and took out the Evil God statue that was only as long as an arm.
"Oh! I can feel it. There is evil hidden in your heart. As expected, only evil people would come here. The justice you think is just your disguise. "The voice of the Evil God seemed to come from the netherworld.
"Stop talking so much nonsense. You just need to tell me what you want." King Wutong said coldly. He didn't want to interact too much with evil gods.
The Evil God chuckled. "Didn't I say it last time? The fresh blood of ten children, you can go now. As long as you complete my request, I will give you what you want. "
King Wutong struggled and hesitated. He then left without turning his head, "Wait for me."
Not long after.
King Wutong brought 10 kids over.
"Father, where is this place?"
"Father, I am so tired. I want to sleep."
King Wutong struggled and his eyes were bloodshot. He said softly, "As the children of the royal family, you have a natural responsibility. The royal family needs you, so you should learn to give."
His children didn't understand what he said. They just felt that his father was weird. Why did he say all this?
"You are really quick. It seems like when you need strength, everyone will become decisive and efficient. You are such a person." Evil God smiled. Although Evil God was just a statue, it gave King Wutong a feeling that the dark stone room was filled with evil god eyes.
King Wutong looked at the statue, "I hope you can keep your promise."
Evil God said, "Don't worry, I have always kept my promise."
King Wutong gritted his teeth. His hand that was holding the sword trembled. He hesitated and in the end, he closed his eyes. When he opened them once more, his eyes were filled with determination and coldness.
He raised the sword in his hand and stabbed down.
"Children, I am sorry. If you want to blame someone, blame me."
Puchi!
The sword pierced his chest and he fell to the ground. Fresh blood flowed out.
"Father, don't kill me."
"Father …"
Puchi!
Puchi!
The stone room was really silent. It was so quiet that only King Wutong's breathing could be heard. There was also the fresh blood that flowed down from the sword.
King Wutong's eyes were filled with blood and tears flowed down his face. He raised his head, "Evil God, it is time for you to fulfill your promise."
Evil God didn't say anything. After a long while, Evil God's voice spread out.
"Vicious, you really are vicious. I just need fresh blood and not life. You are really amazing. Hahaha, I like it, I like your viciousness."
Evil God laughed. But truthfully, he was stunned.
Although being an Evil God was inhumane, even an Evil God would have to think twice before killing a bunch of his sons just because of a disagreement.
Kuang dang!
The sword fell from King Wutong's hand. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, "You played me."
Evil God said, "I didn't play you. You are the one who made a mistake. I didn't say that I wanted life but I only said fresh blood."
"You …" King Wutong clenched his fists and his palms turned green, "Okay, but now it is time for you to fulfill your promise."
The fresh blood on the ground seemed to be attracted and flowed onto the evil god statue.
Instantly, the evil god statue gave off a weird red light.
"You want strength but I can't help you. But I can help you raise your strength quickly. Feel it, your future will start to change."
At that moment.
A red light exploded from the evil god statue. Like a milky way, it instantly covered King Wutong.
Ah!
King Wutong screamed in pain. His body felt like it was about to be ripped apart.
Pain, it was really painful.
His heart buzzed and it felt like it had stopped beating.
His mind was in a mess.
There was a loud explosion.
King Wutong's head fell to the ground and he lost consciousness.
"Kekeke …"
Evil God laughed. His smile was dark and terrifying.
….
"Your Majesty … Your Majesty."
King Wutong felt a splitting headache like his head was about to be ripped apart.
"Son …"
King Wutong sat up. Sweat flowed down and soaked his clothes. He panted heavily.
When the person serving at the side saw that, he walked up, "Your Majesty …"
King Wutong reached out and told him not to come over. But suddenly, what terrified him was that his five fingers turned into five black tentacles that stabbed into his body.
Gulp!
Gulp!
In the blink of an eye, the eunuch disappeared from King Wutong's eyes like he had never appeared before.
"This …"
King Wutong lowered his head and looked at his palm. His pupils constricted like he had seen a ghost. How did this happen? What happened? Why did this happen?
He thought back to the evil god statue.
He fainted in the stone room, so why did he appear here?
Shortly after.
He felt that there was more power in his body. This power came from the outside but it merged with him to strengthen his body.
At that moment.
He thought back to what Evil God said to him. He couldn't give you absolute power but he could let you gain it quickly.
"Is this method to steal other people's power?" King Wutong was in deep thought and he felt like he had fallen into a deep abyss.
But he needed power now.
Only by being strong could he fight against the Alliance and break free from their control.
But when he thought about how his 10 sons died in his hands.
His heart was filled with deep guilt.
"Sons, I won't let you die for nothing."
King Wutong's eyes shone fiercely like he had already decided on something. Since that was the case, then he would use this strength to revive the Imperial Dynasty, chase the Alliance out, and suppress those top sects.
Once everything succeeded, he would hand the Imperial Dynasty to his nephew. He wasn't prepared to continue living.
100 miles away from Martial Path Mountain.
A bunch of factions gathered together.
They were all duped over and called themselves Martial Slaying Alliance.
Actually, to be more direct, all of them wanted to get the treasure from Martial Path Mountain.
At that moment, a middle-aged man with a mustache said, "What dogshit Martial Path Mountain. Once I get there, I will use my Horse Slaying Technique to slice him into pieces. Don't fight with me for it, otherwise, I will turn on all of you."
"Why are you so arrogant? Do you think you can kill anyone with your broken blade technique? Forget it, I won't argue with you. My request is simple. If Martial Path Mountain has women, they are all mine and none of you are allowed to snatch them. "
"I want that territory."
"I want silver and nothing else."
"If there really is a treasure, then we will sell him and split the money. If anyone tries to play tricks, then don't blame us for being vicious."
Martial Slaying Alliance had many people and dozens of experts. They didn't even reach Martial Path Mountain and didn't fight with them before they split the items.
As for whether or not the person who spread the news of Martial Path Mountain coming wasn't important. To them, those people were just dogs that lost their homes and even if they came, they would just lose face.
That night.
A bunch of people finally came to the foot of Martial Path Mountain.
Everyone sized it up and realized that this Martial Path Mountain wasn't much; there wasn't even a single disciple guarding the gate.
Everyone exchanged glances with one another and saw the smile in their eyes.
What kind of sect could such a sect be considered a sect?
"Yi, look, there is a pig there. Are all of you hungry? Why not eat a pig to replenish some strength so that we can chop people up."
"Eh, that makes sense. Who will capture the pig?"
"Let me do it. I am familiar with this and can tell right away that it is a male pig. As long as I imitate the sound of a female pig, it will definitely be attracted over. Look at me."
A burly man walked out and put his hands to his mouth.
"Keke …"
PS: Tomorrow I will head to Shanghai to travel overseas with Yuewen. To me, it was just changing my writing location overseas. I am used to using computers, so when the time comes, I will head overseas to find internet cafes.
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