Chapter 3076

There are at least forty or fifty of them inside and out, either heavenly demons or celestial immortals.

With two great heavenly demons and so many celestial demons, even if the elite of Red Flame Ducheng were all deployed, they could not be held back.

"The world needs to see the fate of traitors." Pili Tian smiled, "You have allied with the War Alliance, but they cannot protect you at all, and neither can your son."

Fushanlie suddenly understood.

The Lingxu Holy Venerable sent people to assassinate him not only because of the private grudge between Red Flame and the Celestial Palace, but also because Red Flame is one of the most powerful vassal demon states of the present age and also the vanguard against the heavenly demons.

As Pili Tian said, the Lingxu Holy Venerable wants the world to know what fate awaits those who betray the heavenly gods!

Though this world is vast, the Lingxu Holy Venerable can kill whoever he wishes—even if protected by the War Alliance, even if protected by the inherent strength of the vassal demon state, a single finger from the Holy Venerable means death for whoever he marks!

Fushanlie is the founding king of Red Flame, enjoying the highest honor domestically, yet as a vassal demon king he betrayed the heavenly gods, and his death will strike far greater terror into the world than that of any other ruler.

What the Lingxu Holy Venerable desires is the great terror of the world.

Moreover, the death of Fushanlie will inevitably have a profound impact on the War Alliance's upcoming war.

"Traitor?" Fushanlie sneered, "I am the lord of Red Flame, loyal only to the Emperor, never to your kind of extraneous heavenly demons!"

What treason? He is merely taking revenge!

His skin swelled red all over, yet dark blue veins crawled across its surface, making him look especially ghastly:

"What have you done to the death row prisoner?"

"The life essence of tenfold Sea King Whale." Pili Tian spread his palm, then offered another handful of flower petals. He blew gently, and the petals swirled through the air, "Or rather, personally guided by the Holy Venerable in its making, showing how much He values you."

The Lingxu Holy Venerable has only one demand for this operation at the Red Flame royal palace:

Fushanlie must die!

The Lingxu Holy Venerable has made full preparations for the descent of the gods. But one of the main events—the advance attack on the Chixiao Golden Hall—has suffered a major setback due to the mysterious appearance of the Red General.

Therefore, the Red Flame royal palace plan must succeed, allowing no excuse or reason whatsoever. Otherwise, the Lingxu Holy Venerable himself would find it hard to answer to the Lingxu multitude.

He learned the lesson of the Trapped Dragon Moat plan, and likewise absorbed the lesson from the assassination of the demon emperor in the Vaulted Palace. Though that latter succeeded, its cost was grievous: two heavenly demons fell and Helu Tian was wounded. So this time, they prepared in advance, giving him a deadly poison before besieging Fushanlie to severely reduce his combat ability.

The human-faced fruit tree can filter out any poison when devouring prey. Thus the heavenly demons' poisoning strategy is not merely to use poison itself, but to focus on destroying the balance of yang energy and yin force within Fushanlie's body.

Many have heard that Fushanlie, in his participation in the Battle of Panlong City, was wounded in a vital spot by the Red General's thunderous power, though he did not die, but left with severe aftereffects.

In fact, the Red General's thunderous power, when it struck Fushanlie back then, brought about an unexpected consequence: his heart was forced to beat again.

The appearance of the drought demon occurs when a person dies and enters the utmost yin realm, bearing the yin and malevolent qi, and is reborn with consciousness—not a true resurrection in the literal sense, for his heart does not beat, his body lacks vitality and vigor, and is utterly unlike ordinary living beings.

Yet the Red General's thunderous power brought Fushanlie another great coincidence besides transforming him into a drought demon: under the tremendous electric shock, his heart did not turn to ash, but instead began to beat, just like a living creature's.

This is a good thing for any living being—but not for Fushanlie. The vitality within him is like cancer cells in an ordinary organism: once it spreads, it reproduces uncontrollably and seizes his body.

His body can move freely, essentially supported by the yin and malevolent qi, but each heartbeat, each burst of vitality, drives away the yin and malevolent qi within him.

This is also the deep-rooted reason why the drought demon's body is strong yet unable to recover over many years.

This is also the deepest secret of the Red Flame king and his son.

Vitality is a double-edged sword. It has caused Fushanlie great distress, yet also brought him an unexpected gift—

The crystallization of life.

Otherwise, as a drought demon essentially a corpse, how could he have reproductive ability?

And his son Seeing Fushan Yue is naturally a living drought demon, born with balanced yin and yang qi within him—what is called a living dead person, unlike his father, requiring no special balancing.

At this moment, the entire Red Flame Ducheng is already ringing with alarm bells. Palace guards and troops are frantically charging toward the Yunyun Tower.

Pili Tian tilted his head slightly.

The heavenly demons behind him instantly scattered, charging out of the Yunyun Tower to intercept the Red Flame troops surging from all directions.

Having reached this point, the heavenly demons no longer hide. They will openly slay the Red Flame king and openly bring the deepest fear to the Red Flame traitors.

As for how the heavenly demons infiltrated the palace's inner sanctum, Fushanlie finds it not strange at all. Red Flame has been bathed in divine grace for two hundred years; no matter how many times he cleansed the palace, it is hard to eliminate the gods' spies and the infiltrators of treachery.

Even in such a vast palace, even beside Fushanlie himself, there must be believers of the heavenly gods.

Fushanlie stomped his feet quickly.

This is his palace, and the drought demon is versed in earth-escape techniques—he could have instantly fled from here to any location in the palace. This was also one of his original main reliances. Even if the heavenly demons could ambush him, they might not be able to stop him.

But Fushanlie suddenly discovered that earth-escape no longer worked—he remained rooted in place.

"You cannot escape." Pili Tian saw his intent at a glance, "Do not forget, I am the God of Space. Within this courtyard, I can guarantee you have no way to burrow underground."

Shouts of killing arose outside. Obviously, the heavenly demons stationed outside and the palace guard troops rushing in have already clashed.

"This drought demon has fooled us for years, always claiming he wants to die, yet even now he is still jumping about alive." Helu Tian said, "Let us personally send him on his way."

As his words fell, the mandala flower petals inside the Yunyun Tower began to swirl through the sky again.

When they moved, the transparent, colorless threads changed their trajectory.

Fushanlie could not see these threads, and in the blink of an eye he was wounded in multiple places.

"You think killing me will collapse Red Flame and allow you to deal with the War Alliance?" His body growing less obedient, Fushanlie's skin began to split, blood flowing, making his expression even more ferocious, "Naive!"

"You are about to die, so these aftermaths need not concern you." Helu Tian laughed, "By the way, your useless living-dead son—we will soon send him to join you."