Chapter 496

A huge crack opens under the main hall.

A huge monster crawls out from underground.

It is a hundred meters long, has a hundred feet, and its body is covered with scales and bone spurs; it is a centipede monster.

"The State Preceptor has turned into a centipede?"

The soldiers who gathered around immediately retreat several steps, unable to believe it.

"No, it's not that the State Preceptor turned into a centipede, but that the State Preceptor itself is a centipede!"

At this moment, some sober people express their views.

"Our State Preceptor is actually a centipede monster; how is this possible?"

Marshal Tianpeng has no interest in the mortals' discussion; what he needs to do now is just let them see Pudu Cihang's true face clearly.

Now, Pudu Cihang has restored its true form; the centipede monster Pudu Cihang moves all its hundred feet and kills toward Marshal Tianpeng.

Feeling the magic power from Marshal Tianpeng in its body, which is completely out of control and makes it extremely uncomfortable.

Pudu Cihang cannot remove it, let alone suppress it, so at this moment, Pudu Cihang is very clear in its heart.

Facing this situation, even if it has swallowed most of the dynasty's fortune, it is already doomed to die.

But even so, even if Pudu Cihang knows that the enemy before it has strength far exceeding its own, and even the Demonic Dao is not its opponent.

However, such an opponent wants its life, and Pudu Cihang is not prepared to be captured without a fight.

Instead, it becomes ruthless in its heart; Pudu Cihang directly refines the essence blood in its body and spits out a thick green poisonous mist from its mouth.

Although Pudu Cihang knows that even such a powerful strike cannot take Marshal Tianpeng to the grave with it, at most it will only cause Marshal Tianpeng some damage.

However, facing such a strong enemy, Pudu Cihang feels that being able to do this is enough.

So, before dying, Pudu Cihang uses all its essence blood as the price, just to take a fierce bite of Marshal Tianpeng's flesh.

However, this desperate strike of Pudu Cihang is like a child playing in Marshal Tianpeng's eyes, at most like a child using all his strength.

Therefore, for Marshal Tianpeng, this strike of Pudu Cihang is just a little troublesome.

If it were elsewhere, Marshal Tianpeng would not even care about this desperate strike of Pudu Cihang, and even if he resisted it with his physical body, it would not hurt him in the slightest.

But at this location, in the capital of this dynasty, Marshal Tianpeng cannot do so.

Because this desperate poisonous mist of Pudu Cihang indeed has no threat to him, but it has a fatal threat to the ordinary people in the capital and even human cultivators with some cultivation.

If left unchecked, I am afraid that the poisonous mist spat out by Pudu Cihang would kill all living things within a thousand miles, and it would not be able to recover for a hundred years.

So at this moment, Marshal Tianpeng directly inhales with all his might, absorbing all the poisonous mist spat out by Pudu Cihang into his body.

Then he gently waves the Nine-Toothed Rake in his hand toward Pudu Cihang, who has already transformed into its original monster form.

Now, Pudu Cihang is not only locked by Marshal Tianpeng's aura and cannot escape at all.

Even if Marshal Tianpeng did not use his aura to lock it, in Pudu Cihang's current state, it cannot escape, and after refining all its essence blood.

Pudu Cihang is now finding it very difficult to even move slightly.

Without any accident, Pudu Cihang, who is already at the end of its rope, is directly killed under Marshal Tianpeng's Nine-Toothed Rake.

On the other side, seeing Pudu Cihang, a centipede turned into a monster, killed so easily, its hundred-foot-long corpse is now hung on the city wall.

This move by Marshal Tianpeng not only deters the demons and ghosts in the Strange Tales world who covet human blood but also makes the people feel awe.

However, compared to the common people, the officials in the imperial court have different thoughts, even if they are outwardly very respectful to Marshal Tianpeng who killed the centipede monster Pudu Cihang.

At this moment, it has been more than ten days since Marshal Tianpeng killed the centipede monster Pudu Cihang, in the main hall of the imperial palace.

"Your Majesty, although Marshal Tianpeng killed the centipede monster that harmed our dynasty and rounded up the believers who originally worshipped the centipede monster, it can be said that he is a benefactor of our dynasty."

"However, at the moment, Marshal Tianpeng has also gathered tens of thousands of believers; even if it is not Marshal Tianpeng's original intention, the people in the capital now only have the Tianpeng Temple in their hearts, and the people now only have Marshal Tianpeng..."

Marshal Tianpeng naturally would not be bored enough to let the people of the capital build a temple to worship him, but he cannot stop the people from regarding him as a god in their hearts.

Of course, this is not wrong; with Marshal Tianpeng's cultivation, although it is not worth mentioning in the Primordial World, even if it were not for the existence of the *Journey to the West* Great Calamity.

I am afraid Marshal Tianpeng's name would not be known to the world.

But in this Strange Tales world, Marshal Tianpeng is an existence that even the Demonic Dao cannot do anything about; how can he not be a god?

Of course, the Tianpeng Temple is not without any use; now Marshal Tianpeng can completely discover whether there are demons, monsters, or ghosts in the capital through the movements around the Tianpeng Temple.

Although, once Marshal Tianpeng releases his divine sense, not to mention the capital of the entire dynasty, even the surrounding county towns are within his perception range.

However, for Marshal Tianpeng, keeping his divine sense released is a very troublesome thing.

So now that he can be lazy through the existence of the Tianpeng Temple, Marshal Tianpeng will not refuse, and is even very happy.

On this side, Marshal Tianpeng is still monitoring the demonic energy in the capital through the existence of the Tianpeng Temple.

However, because of the deterrent of Pudu Cihang's monster body, now in this capital, not to mention the existence of demons, monsters, and ghosts, even mortals with evil thoughts dare not do anything harmful.

On the other side, in the main hall of the imperial palace.

"Because of all this, if the Tianpeng Temple is allowed to develop, who can guarantee that Marshal Tianpeng will not become another centipede monster?"

"Moreover, how can our human race have such a powerful cultivator? Whether it is Kunlun, Fomen, or Daoist cultivators, our dynasty has not failed to worship them."

"But not to mention a cultivator as powerful as Marshal Tianpeng, we have never even had a cultivator who reached half his strength; perhaps Marshal Tianpeng is another monster in human skin..."

At this moment, under the main hall, an old man with gray hair and a hunched figure is kneeling very stubbornly in the main hall, with the demeanor of someone who cares for the country and the people.

And with the demise of Pudu Cihang, the Emperor, who has not appeared at the morning court for a long time, is now finally sitting on the dragon chair that symbolizes the master of the country.

It is just that, although he should be in the prime of his life, at a glance, the Emperor's footsteps are not only very unsteady, but his complexion is also as pale as a dead person's.

This appearance is obviously not just from excessive indulgence, but also from a deficiency of blood and energy, and the long-term use of potent drugs.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this master of the country, who is in the prime of his life, obviously does not have much time left to live.

At this moment, as the Emperor, hearing the old man's words, he frowns, but before the Emperor's words can be spoken, he begins to cough.