Implementation of the Plot
He did not die, but Devil Emperor Chuck's claw had nearly destroyed his body. After a year of recovery, he had already reached his peak. However, the churning Demonic Aura within his body was still unable to dissipate.
This caused him to be unable to build the ninth level of his Soul Altar, and naturally, he could not reach the third rank.
And in this year, he had been by Huang Qing's side, helping him ascend to the position of Desolate Lord.
In this year, Huang Qing had suffered countless assassination attempts. If not for Mu Yun, he would have died hundreds of times.
Outsiders rarely knew of Mu Yun's existence, but Huang Qing was extremely respectful to this expert who had suddenly appeared, and treated her like an elder brother.
In Eastern Wasteland, the Desolate Lord was the emperor, and the Desolate Children were like the princes of the empire.
The imperial family was heartless, and so was Eastern Wasteland.
In Eastern Wasteland, strength spoke. If you had ability and battle achievements, others would submit to you.
And Mu Yun not only guided Huang Qing in handling matters, she also guided Huang Qing's cultivation.
Originally, Huang Qing's strength was at the bottom of the Desolate Children, but now, he had risen from the fifth level of Nirvana Realm to the seventh level of Nirvana Realm in a year, and stood out among the princes.
He respected Mu Yun even more, and treated her like a god.
"I think your Desolate Lord will decide the successor soon!" Mu Yun said calmly. "His chronic illness seems to be getting worse, right?"
"Yes!"
Huang Qing replied. "Today, I argued with him in the hall, and his expression was very ugly. Mister Yun, do you have a way to cure the Desolate Lord's illness?"
"Yes, I may be able to cure his illness, but now is not the time, but it should be soon!"
The Eastern Wasteland Lord was a third rank expert. In Eastern Wasteland, there were several Desolate Kings who were loyal to the Desolate Lord.
Compared to the sinister people of Central State, Eastern Wasteland only valued strength.
If one was strong, they would respect the Desolate Lord. If one was weak, they should step down.
The current Desolate Lord was a Soul Reincarnation Realm expert. In the Eastern Wilderness, he was second to none. However, in recent years, there had been problems with his body, and he was getting worse with each passing year.
Mu Yun knew very well that under such circumstances, there would definitely be a Desolate Queen who would not be able to watch on any further. She would make a move to snatch the position of Desolate Lord, and that would be the time for him to appear.
If he could control the Eastern Barren Territory, it would be time for him to return to the Central State and destroy the Yun Family.
After explaining the weaknesses of Huang Qing's cultivation base, it was nightfall. Dressed in black, Mu Yun left Huang Qing's mansion and headed through Grand-Wilds City.
Now, there were a total of five Desolate Kings in Grand Desolate City. These five people held high positions and if the current Desolate Lord could not choose a powerful Desolate Lord of the next generation, then these five people would very likely volunteer to be the next Desolate Lord.
This was the rule of the Eastern Barren Territory. Those who could lead the Eastern Barren Territory to greatness could be promoted to Barren Lord.
And the place Mu Yun went to tonight was the residence of one of the five great Desolate Kings, King Huangming.
King Huangming was the strongest of the five great Desolate Kings. Furthermore, he had great ambitions. Back then, he was only slightly inferior to the current Desolate Lord, and had been defeated.
Now, with the Desolate Lord seriously ill, he could no longer tolerate it.
Over the past year, Mu Yun had scouted out all the news in the Eastern Barren Territory's Grand Desolate City.
And tonight, he was here to add fuel to the fire and increase the temperature. He wanted to let the ambitious Desolate King completely awaken. To rebel or not!
After waiting for a year, he did not need to wait any longer.
At night, the entire King Huangming's residence was bright. However, a figure passed through the layers of guards and entered the heir's room. With a scream, the residence immediately turned chaotic.
However, that black silhouette instantly disappeared.
In the hall of King Huangming's residence, more than ten figures stood there.
"Your Excellency King Huangming, this is the Desolate Lord's fear of you!" King Huangming had a stout body and was more than two meters tall.
Hearing a subordinate's report, King Huangming looked at the corpse on the ground and remained silent.
"Your Excellency King Huangming, do it. The Desolate Lord is now terminally ill. As long as we storm into the palace, he will be powerless to resist. Before the other four Desolate Kings can react, kill the Desolate Lord and you will be the new Desolate Lord."
"That's right!"
"We can't hesitate any longer!"
Looking at the requests of his generals, King Huang Ming sat in his seat and remained silent.
Suddenly, he stood up and looked at the generals. He shouted, "Everyone, are you willing to storm into the palace with me?"
"We pledge our lives to follow you!"
Low bellows sounded. Instantly, the entire King Huangming's residence was in chaos.
Mu Yun stood in mid-air and watched all of this. She smiled and returned.
An hour later, Huang Qing suddenly arrived and said with a nervous expression, "Mr. Yun, something bad has happened. King Huangming has rebelled. He has already led his men into the palace. I'm afraid the Desolate Lord …"
"How did the other Desolate children react?" Mu Yun asked calmly.
"Fourth, Sixth, Eleventh and the rest did not move!" After Huang Qing said that, he was stunned.
"Mr. Yun!"
Huang Qing hurriedly said, "The few of them did not move. Clearly, they know that Father is in his twilight years. Now is the time to pick a side. By not moving, it means that Father is seriously ill and is no match for King Huangming. Therefore, they did not move."
"What about you?"
Mu Yun looked at Huang Qing and asked.
"Me?"
Huang Qing stood in his spot and spun a few rounds. Suddenly, he said firmly, "I'm willing to listen to Sir."
"In that case, lead your subordinates into the palace and save him!"
Mu Yun made a prompt decision.
"Save?"
"That's right. With this rescue, the next Desolate Lord will be you, Huang Qing!"
Mu Yun remained extremely calm.
He had already planned everything out!
"Alright!"
Huang Qing nodded fiercely. He immediately gathered his soldiers and his subordinates and charged into the palace.
At this moment, the sounds of battle could be heard from both inside and outside the Great Desolate Hall. The Desolate Lord's hair was white on both sides, and his hair was tied up behind his head. He looked exceptionally tired.
"Desolate Lord!"
"Speak!"
"King Huangming has led an army into the palace. What should we do?"
Hearing this, the Desolate Lord smiled bitterly and said, "What about the other Desolate children?"
"Other than Huang Qing, no one else moved."
"Haha …"
Hearing this, the Desolate Lord laughed loudly and said, "It seems that Seventh is still useful. Why didn't I realize that this kid was so diligent before? In the Eastern Wilderness, strength is everything. Today, I, Huang Zetian, am not strong enough. It's fine if I die, but it's a pity that I implicated Seventh.
"I'd like to see how King Huangming wants to take my head."
Huang Zetian was a ruthless and ambitious person, but now he was being slaughtered in his own palace. Naturally, he was extremely disappointed.
"Desolate Lord, Seventh Desolate Child Huang Qing has already led his subordinates to destroy the rebel army. Please rest assured!"
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the hall.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the black-robed Mu Yun appear outside the hall, Huang Zetian proudly said, "You are the Mister Yun that Huang Qing spoke of?"
"Yes!"
Mu Yun took a step into the grand hall and looked at the Desolate Lord. He said, "Desolate Lord, I know that the Desolate Lord is seriously ill. However, I have spent many years in the Central State and learned some alchemy techniques. Perhaps I can help the Desolate Lord."
"Oh? You have a way? "
Huang Zetian narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Then how can I trust you?"
"As long as you trust Huang Qing, then you will naturally trust me."
Mu Yun came here to see what position Huang Zetian had in Huang Zetian's heart after a year of trials.
"Of course I trust my son!" Huang Zetian laughed. "In that case, I wonder if Mister Yun has a way to cure my illness?"
"Desolate Lord's illness was contracted in the desolate lands of the Great Desolate Mountain. I have a pill here. Although it can't completely cure Desolate Lord's illness, it can temporarily suppress it."
Mu Yun did not allow Huang Zetian to ask and continued, "But I have two conditions."
"Oh? Conditions? Speak! "
Huang Zetian had heard of Mu Yun's name before, but it was not like he had never seen him before.
Mu Yun was indeed a courageous person, daring to raise conditions.
"The first condition is that after this rescue is successful, should Desolate Lord consider passing the position of the next Desolate Lord to Huang Qing? The second condition is that I want to enter the desolate lands of the Great Desolate Mountain! "
Mu Yun said confidently. "Both conditions are indispensable!"
Seeing Huang Zetian staring at him from high above, Mu Yun was not afraid at all.
"You are so confident?"
"When you consume this pill of mine, you will realize where my confidence comes from!"
Mu Yun smiled again.
Facing the Desolate Lord, he was not afraid at all.
If the Desolate Lord was a ferocious tiger in front of him, then this ferocious tiger had lost its claws and fangs and needed to be recalled immediately.
And he was helping the Desolate Lord deliver his claws and fangs, allowing the Desolate Lord to stand up again and shake his tiger body.
"Alright!"
Huang Zetian finally nodded.
Below, Mu Yun heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the battle outside the hall was getting more and more violent. Huang Ming King's army seemed to have finally arrived.
Boom …
In an instant, an earth-shattering aura suddenly rose in the Great Desolate Hall.
A powerful pressure spread out, causing the entire Great Desolate Hall to tremble.
"Huang Ming King, this Desolate Lord is not dead yet. Are you so impatient?"
After this roar, the entire Great Desolate Hall trembled. The doors of the hall were opened, and a figure walked out proudly.
Seeing this, Huang Qing was stunned.
The current Desolate Lord no longer looked like he was struggling at death's door. He was completely like a giant dragon soaring in the nine heavens.
"Desolate Lord!"
Huang Ming King was slightly stunned when he saw the Desolate Lord. His entire body could not help but tremble.
He was fine. He was just pretending to be seriously ill.
He was fooled!
Huang Ming King suddenly understood.
But now that things had come to this, there was no way he could turn back. He could only break through like a hot knife through butter.
If he defeated Huang Zetian, then he could still dominate the Eastern Wilderness.
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