C573 â Does the Heaven Get A Son?
After a series of discussions, the Death Monarch consented to facilitate Zhang Xuanâs departure from the Burial World. It was in everyoneâs best interest if Zhang Xuan could leave.
They had reached their limit. Having such an expert around was akin to harboring a time bomb, uncertain when it might detonate.
While they might not mind if it concerned others, what if they themselves were the ones affected?
Even though they were currently concealed, the likelihood of their paths crossing was exceedingly slim. But who could guarantee that this infinitesimal possibility wouldnât eventually become a reality?
Thus, ensuring this personâs departure was the safest option.
âVery well, Iâll immediately devise a means to open a path for him!â
The Skyless Burial Palace.
A man dressed in black suddenly tore through the fabric of space and emerged.
Stealthily, the man combed through the Skyless Burial Palace.
Upon arriving at the secret chamber located deep within the rear mountain, he was left completely bewildered. Staring at the ransacked secret chamber, he stood there in a daze for more than ten minutes.
âHow is this possibleâŠâ
âWhereâs the treasure? Whereâs my treasure!â
The man with a pronounced scar stood at the secret chamberâs entrance, yelling like a maniac.
âWho the hell is it?! If youâve dared to pilfer my treasure, pray I never lay eyes on you. Iâll rip you apart!â
âWutian, you scoundrel! Wutian, show yourself! Whereâs the treasure you promised me?â
The scar-faced manâs eyes turned bloodshot, his breathing quickening.
âWutian, you bastard, come out now!â
A cacophony of hurried footsteps echoed from outside. The scar-faced man only snapped out of his reverie at the sound. His crimson eyes glinted malevolently, an intense murderous intent surging. He locked onto the direction of the commotion.
He spotted several skeletal bulls charging in. One of them hesitated for a moment upon seeing the scar-faced man, then let out a bellow and charged forward.
The flat-inch-man coldly snorted, and a vast amount of Mental Energy shot out from his body. His Mental Energy exploded to the limit, turning into arrowheads that instantly pierced into the minds of the Skeletal Bulls.
At the same time, the flat-inch-manâs Vitality exploded, and his Power of Great Dao also erupted to the limit.
A The Day The Picture Halberd appeared in his hand. He took a step forward and gathered all the strength in his body. Then, he swung his halberd at the bone bull in the lead.
The bone bullâs spiritual energy was severely damaged. A few of them were immediately killed.
The remaining ones did not feel any fear, but were instead enraged. With a loud roar, they stomped on the ground and quickly rushed toward the flat-inch-man.
With a loud explosive sound, the flat-inch-man was sent flying, and he also killed all of the bone bulls.
After doing all this, the flat-inch-man was still angry. He turned around and saw the statue. When he saw the statue clearly, he felt a buzzing sound in his head. His body staggered and he almost fainted.
âI⊠damn, youâre LL!â
The flat-inch-man had originally calmed down a little, but when he saw this scene, his lungs exploded with anger.
âWho did this?! Who the f * ck did this?â
The flat-inch-man was in desperate need of a fight. He was furious.
The more he looked at the statue, the angrier he got. In the end, he couldnât take it anymore and kicked the statue.
The next moment, just as the flat-inch-manâs foot was about to land on the statue, his expression changed drastically.
With a loud explosion, the flat-inch-manâs golden body exploded.
Inside the Void, the flat-inch-manâs soul body floated in the air. He looked at the statue in a daze, not daring to believe that his body had been shattered just like that.
It was at this moment that the Void began to tremble.
The flat-inch-man stared in shock for a moment, then realized that the kick had caused the Void to tremble.
If it was in the past, he would naturally not be afraid. But now, he was a soul body!
The flat-inch-manâs expression changed dramatically. Could it be that he was going to die in his hands?
He looked at the statue with unwillingness. Just who was the one who left behind this trump card? Had they already predicted that he would come?
This was a f * cking trap!
In the end, he foolishly walked into the trap set by the other party one step at a time.
The Void vibrated and whistled through the air.
More than half of his soul body was consumed in an instant, causing him to become even more illusory.
With a furious roar that was filled with unwillingness and resentment, his voice echoed out into the distance.
âWutian⊠No, dad, save me!â
The flat-inch-man roared. He didnât want to die. He still had a long life ahead of him. He couldnât die so easily here.
Was his father going to teach him a lesson?
The flat-inch-manâs roar traveled hundreds of millions of li. He knew that this would expose something, but he couldnât care less. In the face of life, nothing was important anymore.
He was going to die soon, so why would he care about exposing his relationship with Death Monarch Wutian?
The Void trembled violently. Previously, when Death Monarch Wutian was killed, his movement was suppressed by Zhang Xuanâs breakthrough. But now, the body of the man with the inch-long hair had exploded, causing the Great Dao to shake along with it.
Innocent Child Burial Palace.
The few Death Monarchs engaged in their discussion suddenly felt the tremors coming from this direction. Startled, they all stood up, eyes wide and jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
The imminent demise of a Heavenly King expert was afoot. Such an expert wielded power that could already influence the Great Dao. As a result, every Heavenly Kingâs death triggered a resonance in the heavens and the earth.
This also marked a form of acknowledgment and reverence the Heavenly Dao had for Heavenly Kings.
But now, it had been turned into a means for others to discern that someone had met their end.
Particularly their Great Dao Space, it was violently quaking.
âWas that an attack?â
The gazes of the few Death Monarchs were filled with anxiety, some even trembling, as if they dreaded becoming the next target.
The individual who had narrowly escaped death moments ago held strength comparable to theirs.
If this person could fall to someone elseâs hands, the same fate might befall them if they crossed paths with them.
Indeed, the peaceful days in the Burial World were over. The prophecy had manifested its truth.
This catastrophe wasnât just calamitous for the Chaotic Battlefield; it posed an unprecedented threat to the Burial World as well.
âListen closely, that person seems to be saying something⊠Death Monarch Wutian was his father! Thatâs a human!â
âCould Wutian really be responsible?â
The few Death Monarchs exchanged meaningful glances, their expressions shifting rapidly before settling into an unusual resolve.
âLetâs investigate!â
âConsider this, do you think the Son of Heaven was aware of all this in advance? Did he deploy Wutian to guard the area deliberately?â
A few Death Monarchs tore through the Void and approached.
Unbeknownst to them, along the way, the seemingly innocent Death Monarch suddenly turned around and headed back to their burial palace.
Gazing at the retreating figures of their companions, the innocent Death Monarch chuckled coldly.
âA bunch of fools. The person on the brink of death possesses strength no less than ours. That individual is already deceased. Will all of you survive by going there?â
âEven if you discover that method, what good is it once youâre dead? This time, death means that individualâs body and spirit will be obliterated, forever devoid of rebirth!â
âIs Zhang Xuan truly from the Chaotic Broken World? If thatâs the case, perhaps I should pay him a visit!â
âBecoming familiar with him might serve my interests!â