Chapter 653: Severing Kinship and Seizing the Throne, Ji Tang’s Final Road (Part 3)

Chapter 653: Chapter 270: Severing Kinship and Seizing the Throne, Ji Tang’s Final Road (Part 3)

The entire hall of civil and military officials were terrified, with only ten or so able to stand firm. Another five or six were so frightened that they soiled themselves, collapsing to the ground with faces as white as paper.

“I don’t accept this, I don’t accept this…”

Ji Changshou, only a step away from the Divine Martial Realm, possessed an extraordinarily strong life force.

Even now, he had a full spirit, crying out in agony and anger.

“What don’t you accept? It’s because of the unworthy descendants like you that even the Imperial Sister-in-law has fallen at the hands of the rogue Chen Ping. The elder brother is furious… Besides, you are now crippled, no longer fit to be the King. I, as an elder, am here to help you abdicate.”

Ji Tang shook his head and sighed, looking at Ji Changshou as if he were already a dead man.

“I understand now, you old bastard. You want to take the entire world, and bury all of the Ji Family bloodline as a sacrifice. You want to extract all the Qi and quickly refine a True Dragon’s Perfect Dharma Body, then ascend…”

“You know too much.”

Ji Tang struck Ji Changshou across the cheek, shattering his teeth and sending his tongue flying.

Those of the Divine Martial Realm manipulate power with such skill that it is beyond ordinary comprehension.

Ji Changshou wanted to say more, but he couldn’t articulate a complete sentence, only able to utter muffled cries.

“Take your seat, Hua’er.”

Ji Tang’s expression turned gentle as he looked at the not-yet-ten-year-old Ji Xuanhua.

“I refuse. You’re not the ancestor; you’re a bad person.”

Ji Xuanhua, seeing Ji Tang’s brutality and his own father Ji Changshou’s miserable state, was trembling in fear, and freshly shed tears flowed from his eyes.

“Is this child being disobedient?”

Ji Tang shook his head.

“Slap…”

A single palm strike turned Ji Xuanhua into a splatter of blood mist.

Killing the emperor would only cause the nation’s fate to collapse faster and could not be inherited, so he spared Ji Changshou.

However, he knew that this descendant, capable of ascending with Three Thousand Concubines, would not easily hand over all national powers to him, allowing him to govern with full authority.

No matter how much he tortured him, it was useless.

Because, even if Ji Changshou were a fool, he would understand that the throne was, essentially, his lifeline.

Thus, it was necessary to replace the emperor, putting one he endorsed on the throne, and delegating national affairs to himself as Regent, securing all power for himself.

Why not seat himself on the throne? He couldn’t.

Traditionally, only bloodlines succeed to power; the rule is that the throne is passed from father to son, son to grandson, or father to grandson. Generally, it passes from elder to junior.

Never has there been a case where a junior grants the throne to an elder.

A junior transferring the throne to a senior, no matter how reasonable it sounds, is considered treason.

Destroying the Ji family bloodline was unavoidable.

If not, when the rebel enters the capital, they might hunt down the Ji family’s bloodline, inadvertently exposing Ji Qiuxian, hidden beneath the ruins, inside the underground palace.

Being encased in ice is not the same as being dead.

Though hidden by the Concealment Array, Ji Qiuxian’s continual absorption of Qi was devised with Dao Alchemy methods by Master Qiuyu years ago. It’s expected that the younger generation, no matter how powerful, would not detect it.

As long as Ji Qiuxian lives, even after the Imperial Envoy’s ascension from the Rising Dragon Platform, the elder brother would not blame him.

All this was unavoidable.

After all, he couldn’t take the people with him.

Besides, if he couldn’t extract the Qi with the fastest speed, the True Dragon Dharma Body couldn’t reach Perfection. He wouldn’t be able to break free from the Law Net and be received.

“The Small Teleportation Talisman, being so precious, only the Imperial Sister-in-law had one on her. Now that she’s dead and the talisman used up, where would I find the means to leave this island?”

“Xuan Sheng, you be the emperor.”

Ji Tang turned his head to another descendant of the Ji family.

Ji Xuansheng, witnessing his brother Ji Xuanhua being hit into blood mist not far from where he stood, was so frightened that his gaze became vacant, unable even to cry properly.

Seeing no reply.

Ji Tang waved his hand and killed Ji Xuansheng as well.

Turning his gaze to another, the Ji family had plenty of descendants.

“Ji Xuanhe, you…”

“I will be the emperor, ancestor. Please don’t kill me.”

The nine-year-old child was on the verge of collapse. After watching two brothers being killed, even a fool would know what to do.

However, he was no fool.

Before Ji Tang could finish his sentence, he hurried forward, going to his father Ji Changshou and fiercely removing his Flat Heaven Crown, and reaching for the Dragon Robe.

“Leave the robe; just put on the crown and take your seat.”

Thus, with the assistance of the Divine Guard Soldiers, Ji Xuanhe ascended to the throne, sitting amid the blood, receiving the bows of civil and military officials.

A reign title was swiftly decided, and the crowd chanted ‘long live the emperor’ three times, completing the rites.

Feeling the Qi transfer to the child, Ji Tang smiled, relieved.

Thinking that this little emperor was obedient, doing whatever was told.

Just the way it should be.

Sure enough, under the encouragement of the three Cabinet Scholars, Ji Xuanhe bestowed the title of Regent King to the Grand Uncle, entrusting him with control over the realm.

Rumble…

As the thunder boomed, Ji Tang, without turning back, headed towards the Rising Dragon Platform.

“Only the final step remains.”

“I hope I make it in time!”

Ji Tang thought coldly, his gaze piercingly icy.

“Wait, one day, I’ll return. Then, I’ll wipe you all out.”

After receiving a message from the elder brother Ji Hai, he acted immediately, without delay.

Confident that even if the rebel’s reaction was quick, and they immediately considered him breaking the root to extract the Great Li National Fate, they couldn’t possibly arrive so fast.

After all, a Divine Martial is still just Divine Martial. Even if the True Dragon Dharma Body travels faster, many times faster than a Dragon Horse, the journey of seven or eight hundred miles wouldn’t be possible in a short time.

Given all this time, he would have long extracted all the national fate, perfected the True Dragon Dharma Body, broken through to Late-Stage Divine Martial, and ascended to the void, curious to see how they could pursue him?

If they truly had the courage and a Small Teleportation Talisman to pursue, Ji Tang would be pleased to have the elder brother collect some interest first.

In front, seeing the Rising Dragon Platform.

Just as Ji Tang was about to leap atop, a glance from the corner of his eye made his heart tremble.

He saw two people.

One with a tall crown and snow-white feathers, the other bald in monk’s robes.