Chapter 874: Flipping the Table (A Celebration for the Red and White Alliance Leader!)

The main gate of the Imperial Palace.

Xiao Liang, dressed in plain white and in a daze, was escorted out by two Six Jia Divine Soldiers and walked to the Execution Platform.

This platform was built very high, looking down from a commanding position, one could see the dense crowd of people.

Xiao Liang's ash-gray eyes rolled, and he suddenly regained a bit of consciousness: "I... am I going to die?"

"You lowly commoners, you actually voted for me to die?"

"You deserve to be killed!"

The Underworld should have been permanently dark and devoid of light, with no sun or moon to be seen.

Pfft!

Xiao Liang's head fell off, blood gushing out like a spring.

"Ah... this... the Red Moon has appeared in the world, a great catastrophe for the Underworld!"

At this moment, having received the order, the executioner did not hesitate and swung the blade down.

A person in green robes from Han Mountain Temple exclaimed: "Our Daoist Gate's Qi Number has snapped by fifty percent... I fear those Taoist Masters have all met their end!"

One of the strands carried golden light and the sound of Buddhist chanting; it was the Qi Number of the Buddhist sect.

The executioner was also a Six Jia Divine Soldier, otherwise, no one would have dared to come and chop off Xiao Liang's head.

"This is Backlash!"

He struggled to turn his head, and right at the position of the supervising official, he saw the nightmare of his life, and suddenly he didn't want to say anything anymore.

A crowd of ghosts and gods was in chaos, yet they could not change the sight of the Red Moon hanging in the sky!

A Taoist Master sighed: "Xulingzi's supernatural powers are borrowed in the name of our Daoist Gate, but in reality, he is definitely not of the Daoist Gate. Could it be... that the Scientific Dao truly has aspects we do not understand?"

Above the sky, the scorching sun shone brightly, and there was no lightning or thunder.

Another location.

A monk was originally one step away from escaping the large residence and leaving the Great Array, but at this moment, he suddenly looked back: "The Demon is in my mind, I cannot leave, the poison will spread infinitely..."

Dozens of ghosts and gods stood around the Altar, looking at the Human World, their bodies as huge as mountains covered in scars, some still bearing looks of hatred.

It could be said that this was Aaron's greatest goal.

"This Xulingzi forcefully killed the True Dragon of the Human World, there must be Backlash... if we join forces, we must make him sink!"

Aaron also sensed this, but he didn't take it to heart, merely shouting lightly: "The True Dragon is dead, the system belongs to me... open the path between the two worlds!"

Someone nearby looked up and saw the dark clouds disappear instantly, revealing the brilliant sunlight.

"Xulingzi... die, die, die!"

Several high-ranking monks sat cross-legged, holding Dharma Seals.

A ghost or god as large as a mountain had a face full of resentment, its expression shifting in thousands of ways.

Xiao Liang wanted to curse these lowly commoners who not only voted for him to die but also came to watch the spectacle of his beheading, only to find that his throat was already so dry he had no strength left.

Aaron tossed down an execution order.

As Xiao Liang's head hit the ground, although the sun was still shining brightly, in Aaron's Spirituality vision, layers of black Qi were constantly overflowing, turning into a black True Dragon, its dragon eyes bleeding.

In the Human World, one monk after another entered Parinirvana, some even shedding tears of blood.

The final supernatural power of the Golden Finger—Communication Between Worlds!

"Destruction, destruction!"

The plaza.

This, without a doubt, brought immense pain.

"Could it be... that there really is Heavenly Human Induction?"

"Not good... what has the evil Daoist opened?"

A middle-aged monk with skin like ancient bronze shouted loudly and suddenly entered Parinirvana.

"Terror, great terror!"

"Not good, the River God has gone mad!"

A ghost or god's face showed a look of confusion, which then turned into fanaticism: "Praise the Supreme Dao Monarch! Praise Sansheng Sanyue Guangwang Fo, praise the Red Moon Heavenly Venerable!"

The commoners below exclaimed one after another, as if returning to reality from a Dream.

"The National Fortune is merging with the Buddhist and Daoist paths, and the ghosts and gods... triggering Heavenly Punishment!"

"They all deserve to be killed!"

There was another strand half the size, carrying the Daoist rhyme, coming from the Daoist Gate.

At this moment, there were many people who had the same thoughts as Yang Fei.

Suddenly, all the ghosts and gods present looked up at the sky.

The last strand was filled with black and red Qi, within which countless ghost and god figures were condensed.

He was still doing alright, but some ghosts and gods had already fallen into a deep sleep or gone mad.

But in the eyes of those in the know, it was truly terrifying!

Inside a large residence.

It was just that the Daoist Gate still had some leeway, so they left a thread of hope.

And only then did they realize that the old Emperor didn't seem any different from them... he was just a pale-faced middle-aged man before!

Even the Son of Heaven, the True Dragon, would have his head fall to the ground with one slash!

A sound like popping beans exploded from his entire body, as if his bones were enduring immense pressure.

"The Buddhist sect has made a move, truly unyielding!"

This is the sequela of being injured by Xulingzi previously.

"With Brahma above, we are willing to enter Nirvana... and with the Arhat Fruit Position, blood-petition the Heavens!"

He turned around immediately, entering Nirvana with a trace of a Weird smile.

"Amitabha... I never thought Xulingzi would truly dare to brazenly kill the True Dragon!"

"The sky... why has it suddenly turned dark?"

Aided by these three strands of Qi Luck, the True Dragon took complete form and roared at the sky!

In the dark, a clap of thunder suddenly sounded.

This thunder was not something mortals could hear, but the true Heavenly Tribulation Thunder!

On Aaron's body of Vajra Indestructibility, strings of sparks suddenly lit up.

"We have staked all of the Brahma Gate's Qi Luck here, just to fight to the death! Xulingzi uses the Scientific Dao to suppress the Brahma Dao... this is forcing us into a dead end!"

"This... I..."

The black resentment dragon carried Electric Light, and on every scale, a twisted human face emerged, shaking its head and wagging its tail as it charged straight into Aaron's body.

"Look!"

Endless sin almost ground Aaron to nothing, pulling him down from his current status and sinking him into the Underworld.

On the Execution Platform.

Endless resentment, like ants, crawled in and out of Aaron's body in a dense swarm.

Yinshan Fujun, released by the Heavenly Dao, said in a deep voice.

"The hour of noon has arrived, execute the sentence!"

The group of Perfected Persons were all speechless, then immediately performed the footwork and formed an Array Formation: "Since the Brahma Gate is in the lead, we of the Daoist Gate will also stake fifty percent of our Qi Number to lend you a hand!"

Yang Fei, mixed in the crowd, watched this scene and suddenly regained a bit of reverence for the deceased Emperor.

The Underworld.

But at this moment, a touch of Scarlet moonlight suddenly Rended the thick clouds and spilled onto the Underworld!

Aaron still wore a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Come on... is the greatest anger of a world only this much?"

"Roar roar!"

The void suddenly shook, and three strands of Qi Luck converged upon the black True Dragon.

Bang!

His entire body exploded, then one arm after another grew out, transforming into a monster with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes!

A white-bearded old monk pressed his palms together: "There is still the Founding Ancestor! The Son of Heaven has already performed the sacrifice to Heaven, and Heaven and Earth must have a Heavenly Human Induction!"

Through this performance, he had unhesitatingly torn away the sanctity that the Confucian School had spent who knows how many hundreds or thousands of years, using countless cumbersome rituals, to wrap around the nobility and the Son of Heaven!

"Not good!"

Yang Fei looked up in a trance, seeing the dark clouds disappear, and suddenly laughed in spite of himself: 'Yang Fei, oh Yang Fei... isn't it normal for dark clouds to appear? Why do I always link it to the Emperor's death... now that there is no thunder or rain, it is clear that Heavenly Human Induction is all a joke!'

However, he did not know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that in the Light of this sun, there seemed to be wisps of Scarlet?

(End of this chapter)