Chapter 408: The Remnant King's Minister

The night color spread endlessly, and the baleful aura rolled out across the world.

Countless cultivators flying in the air turned into corpses, falling with a thud, and were smashed into a pile of meat paste between the palace buildings.

Everyone was crying, screaming, and fleeing frantically; only one person walked against the current, and that was He Jingyuan, the Supervisor of the Immortal Supervision Bureau.

At that time, he walked on the white marble path with disheveled hair and a dazed expression, as if he had lost his soul, and stepped into the imperial palace.

The Great Xia Emperor was sitting on the Golden Throne, watching him walk slowly toward him with a calm gaze.

"Why did it turn out like this?"

"It was always meant to be this way, why does Minister He say such things?"

He Jingyuan stepped onto the Golden Throne, opened his bloodshot eyes wide, and his expression was full of confusion: "Where is our new world? Why is it the Remnant Race that has appeared?"

The Great Xia Emperor raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "This is the new world, but it is our new world, and it has nothing to do with you."

"What?"

"I heard that you told Xiang Kuangcheng the story of our long history, so I should also tell you my version of the story."

The Great Xia Emperor rose from the throne, straightened his sleeves, and when he opened his eyes again, they had become incomparably blood-red, like a vast sea of blood, with a compelling baleful aura.

Seeing this scene, He Jingyuan sat on the ground with a thud, and his already bloodless face began to turn even paler.

Because only at this moment did he realize that the Great Xia Emperor they had followed for decades was not his Majesty.

And in this heart-wrenching panic, the other party's voice began to ring out slowly.

"A thousand years ago, our Holy Emperor was already dissatisfied with being controlled by the Heavenly Dao, so he used great magic power to refine the Heavenly Dao and integrate it into himself, so that for our Remnant Race, the wind would come when we wanted wind, and the rain would come when we wanted rain. But who would have thought that after the ancient Heavenly Dao was refined, a new Heavenly Dao was born in Qingyun."

"This new Heavenly Dao sent down Sacred Artifacts, using the Demon Race and the Human Race, attempting to wipe out our race."

"But our Holy Emperor already had the body of the Heavenly Dao, so how could a weak new Heavenly Dao do anything to him? So we did not die; we just shed our physical bodies and slept in a state of spiritual soul. And before falling asleep, our Holy Emperor had already laid out a grand plan for revival, leaving me and another King's Minister to execute this plan."

"For a thousand years, I have been unable to wake up, until one day, my spiritual soul was awakened by a thought of karma. He told me that he was the Emperor of Great Xia."

Hearing this, He Jingyuan trembled all over.

Because the story the other party told was exactly the story he had once told Xiang Kuangcheng.

And in his version, their Majesty had worked tirelessly and finally found the immortal fate that could contend with the Immortal Sects.

At this time, those blood-red eyes were still looking at him, and the words in his mouth continued.

"After I was awakened by him, I listened to his complaints, saying that the descendants of the sages who controlled the Sacred Artifacts had been oppressing the world, forcing countless people into a dead end, so he wanted to change this world."

"To be honest, you humans have always said that our Remnant Race is cruel and bloodthirsty, but this is also the first time I have seen someone be so vicious and ruthless to their own people."

"Afterwards, I followed your Xia Emperor and left. He wanted to use me to suppress the Immortal Sects, while I slowly occupied his body and modified his plan."

"You were all wondering before what method I used to open the ruins that had not been opened for a thousand years. In fact, I am a member of the Remnant Race myself, so how could I not know how to open our imperial mausoleum? But if I really have to say it, this matter took some effort, because the key to opening the ruins is the blood of the imperial family. I also searched for many years before I found traces in the Snow Region."

He Jingyuan's mind exploded: "Back then, you sent us to secretly infiltrate the Demon Race, using the excuse of hating the cruelty of the Immortal Sects and being willing to cooperate with the Demon Race to return to the Nine Provinces to find the leader of the Scale Race. The thing you brought back was this?!"

The Great Xia Emperor nodded slightly: "Not bad, that journey was truly thrilling."

"Then what about the rest? The ruins, the Holy Land of the Sages, the Ancestral Temple, and why the luck?"

"Opening the ruins was to let the Heavenly Dao of our Remnant Race return, not to let you steal the power of our race. Cutting off the luck of your human race was also not to let you seize the Sacred Artifacts, but to allow the spirits of our race suppressed under your human Ancestral Temple to be released."

He Jingyuan looked at him, trembling all over: "You have been using us all along?"

The Great Xia Emperor raised the corners of his mouth: "It's better to say that the greed and cunning of your human race gave me an opportunity, such as the suspicion between the Immortal Sects, the scrambling of the noble families, especially... Fang Jincheng. Throughout this journey, in fact, many things could only be done by him, the Night Watcher, such as entering the shattered space, including cutting off the human race's luck. I coaxed him for so many years, saying that he was destined by heaven and that his Dao heart was clear. It really took a lot of effort. During this period, the spiritual sense of my clansmen was almost discovered by that person named Ji You. That was an accident I didn't expect, but in the end, it was safe and sound."

"What is a Night Watcher...?"

"The monitor who had been trapping our race's revival was besieged and killed by your human race a hundred years ago. In fact, if he hadn't died, our plan might not have been so easy."

Hearing this, He Jingyuan was already pale as death.

Over the years, they had been working hard with the idea of destroying the Immortal Sects so that the living people could survive, even at the cost of staining their own hands with blood and accumulating evil karma.

Who would have thought that the conspiracy they had planned behind the scenes for so long would end up awakening a race that had once enslaved all races.

【I cannot convince myself to believe that those sacrifices were worth it.】

【I cannot convince myself to believe that your thoughts when harming infants were righteous.】

【I cannot believe that you stood by and watched so many people die when you knew the corpse tide was coming, all for the sake of a prosperous and peaceful world.】

【You are not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Ji You. If he knew, he would definitely skin you alive!】

At this moment, Kuangcheng's angry shout in the prison was like a revolving arrow, every arrow piercing the heart.

"And the other one?"

He Jingyuan was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head to look at the Emperor in front of him.

The Great Xia Emperor also looked at him: "What 'and the other one'?"

"You said, your Holy Emperor once left behind two King's Ministers, is the other one also plotting conspiracies?"

"Is that important to you?"

The Great Xia Emperor spat out a sentence, and then a crack suddenly burst open in the center of his eyebrows, and then his entire head exploded with a bang, and a stream of smoke shot into the sky.

This stream of smoke flew towards Youzhou and plunged into the flesh-and-blood storm that had spread for a thousand miles.

Before long, endless broken bones, blood, and flesh began to gather towards him, piecing together, combining, and finally gathering into a huge green-white figure.

As soon as that wild aura appeared, it immediately caused the heavens to shake and howl for a hundred miles.

At this time, the Barbarian Emperor, as tall as a mountain, appeared on the Youzhou plain. Seeing him, he showed a nostalgic expression: "King's Minister Esha, long time no see."

The King's Minister who had reunited his physical body turned to look at him: "King's Minister Huoyang, this body seems not as strong as you said in your letter?"

"For these thousand years, I have promoted the fusion of the Barbarian bloodline, incorporating the bones and blood of my own shed remains, constantly improving the body, never slacking off in the slightest. This is already the only physical body that can carry the spiritual soul of our race. King's Minister Esha, you'd better not be too picky."

The Barbarian Emperor looked at him and said lightly.

During the ancient war a thousand years ago, except for the Human Race and the Demon Race who rose up to resist, all other races timidly fled into the One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

But later, I don't know why, these races, after hundreds of generations of fusion, suddenly became brave and good at fighting, extremely fierce, and their physical bodies even reached the level close to the Remnant Race.

This had always been a big question for the Human and Demon races. Because they couldn't find the answer, they could only attribute it to the Barbarian Emperor's lineage.

No one could have imagined that it was actually because of the bones and blood of the Remnant Race.

"It's all your descendants of bones and blood that formed my body. This statement is truly disgusting."

Esha showed a look of disgust, and then looked at the center of the flesh-and-blood storm: "By the way, how are the Highnesses?"

Huoyang turned to look: "It is estimated that in two more days, the Highnesses will be able to revive. As for His Majesty the Holy Emperor, he needs more time to condense a perfect physical body capable of re-swallowing the Heavenly Dao."

"Why on earth did the Holy Emperor want to strip away the Heavenly Dao and reunite his physical body?"

"His Majesty said that the Heavenly Dao refined back then was incomplete, so he wants to release it and swallow the existing Heavenly Dao to re-refine it."

After hearing this, Esha withdrew his gaze: "What about the Sacred Artifacts?"

Huoyang looked at him: "This is the next task. We must completely destroy the Sacred Artifacts. By the way, there is also the Night Watcher. The most dangerous one is already dead, the remaining one must be caught."

"That's good news. After being a cowardly emperor for so long, I finally have a chance to take action."

"Don't kill too many. We will need many slaves and blood food in the future."

King's Minister Esha nodded slightly, then spread the sky-covering wings behind his back and whistled away.

At the same time, the Remnant Race citizens reborn from the flesh-and-blood storm followed, pouring into the Nine Provinces frantically like a black tide.

Boom——

Under the monstrous killing intent, Elder Shang Hui of the Dao-Seeking Sect was fleeing frantically.

And behind him, a green-white humanoid figure was chasing under the shroud of baleful aura, arriving behind him in an instant.

In an instant, Shang Hui understood that his speed could not be compared with the other party at all, so he mobilized all his Qi and energy, suddenly swung out a thunder slash, and slashed at the figure rushing towards him.

The thunderbolt, like a sharp sword, whistled down, carrying the power to destroy all things, fully displaying the ability of the Responding to Heaven Realm, but when it landed, the thunder light was lightly grasped by a green-white palm.

Puchi——

With just a gesture of clenching his palm, the thunder light was annihilated until only a wisp of smoke remained, filling Shang Hui's eyes with despair.

And it was in this despair that the hand that crushed the thunder slammed down on him, carrying a booming air explosion, fiercely breaking half of his proud bones.

Amidst the muffled sound mixed with the sound of breaking, this Elder of the Responding to Heaven Realm was like a kite with a broken string, and was slapped away along with a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The endless wild wind whistled in his ears, and the intense pain spread throughout his body. Shang Hui, who was flying backwards, desperately raised his eyes, only to find that the creature that had crushed his thunder strike was looking at him with a playful expression, as if looking at a toy.