Chapter 666: Qing Ling’s Despair

Chapter 666 -663: Qing Ling’s Despair

The Imperial Palace was currently the only place that had not yet been conquered.

All of Cyan Moon City’s greatest experts were gathered here.

The Imperial Palace’s hidden reserves also blocked them, temporarily halting the advance of the Celestial Corpse Sect’s army.

But if the Corpse Saint were to act, the Imperial Palace would surely fall, leaving no chance for resistance.

The Celestial Corpse Sect couldn’t possibly turn everyone into Corpse Puppets; they also needed to control living people to manage the cities for them.

At the Three Emperors Palace, the strongest few—the Old Emperor and Grand Chancellor Lü—were only at the Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm.

King Qingcheng was also at the Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm, but he was heavily injured, his combat strength all but gone.

The Imperial Palace still had its hidden reserves, but they were only at the First and Second Realms of the Saint Realm, no match for that Tier One Holy Corpse.

“Heh heh… King Qingcheng, that is merely your own wish!”

“The Old Emperor and all you heads of the Noble Families are here. Whether you live or die, the choice is yours!”

A Corpse General said grimly.

King Qingcheng’s eyes blazed with anger as he said, “This is what we all want! Cough…”

However, the moment he finished speaking, the Old Emperor shouted, “Royal Brother, you may want to die, but you can’t expect everyone to be buried with you! Besides, they said we only need to surrender. We won’t be turned into living corpses!”

“Exactly! King Qingcheng, I usually respect you, but if you want to die, I won’t stop you. But if you expect me to die with you, dream on!”

The Patriarchs of the Xiao and Huang Families also cried out.

“It’s better to be alive than dead, right? In any case, my Jiang Family is willing to surrender!”

The three Elders of the Jiang Family also spoke up.

“Yes, let’s surrender. Resistance is meaningless.”

The Mu, Fang, Luo, He, Ouyang, Murong, and other Noble Families also cried out.

“You… Don’t you all know? Even if we surrender, we’ll have to offer up some of our family members to the Celestial Corpse Sect to practice their Cultivation Techniques and become Corpse Generals!”

“Those who fail will become mindless Corpse Puppets! You… to save your own skins, you’d even disregard the lives of your own kin?”

“Haha… I, King Qingcheng, would rather die in battle than associate with the likes of you!”

“Cough… PFFT!”

King Qingcheng roared with agitation, aggravating his injuries and spitting out a mouthful of vital blood.

“Father, please stop talking! You need to rest!”

Princess Qing Ling said worriedly as she supported King Qingcheng.

“Qing Ling, I’m sorry. I can’t protect you.”

King Qingcheng was filled with the tragic sorrow of a hero at his end.

“You don’t have to say anything more, Father. I am very proud of you!”

Princess Qing Ling appeared quiet and delicate on the surface, but her words revealed a strong and fearless will.

“I know that for all these years, you’ve been thinking of Jiang Jichen, and I’ve always opposed it. But only now do I realize that my daughter has grown up. You should be able to walk your own path. I shouldn’t have kept you tied to my side.”

“A few days ago, I was planning to send you away from the Celestial Pearl Country, to travel the world and find the one you love, but… Cough!”

Qingcheng coughed, a desolate sound.

Princess Qing Ling supported King Qingcheng and said softly, “Father, if I weren’t here, how could I have witnessed such a heroic side of you?”

“So, I’m not afraid. I will fight by your side until the very last moment and never surrender.”

However, the Old Emperor over there spoke coldly, “If you won’t surrender, then I shall have to tie you up first and offer you to the Holy Corpse Lord!”

As he spoke, the Old Emperor acted directly, immediately restraining King Qingcheng and Princess Qing Ling.

This scene changed so quickly that no one had time to react.

The people from the Qingcheng Royal Mansion had no time to come forward either.

“People of the Qingcheng Royal Mansion, do you want to live or die?”

“If you want to live, why haven’t you surrendered yet?”

Grand Chancellor Lü spoke at this moment, his powerful voice pressing down on the people of the Qingcheng Royal Mansion.

“We are willing to surrender!”

The group from the Qingcheng Royal Mansion looked at each other, and then all agreed to surrender.

The restrained King Qingcheng and Qing Ling both had ashen faces, but unfortunately, they couldn’t utter a single word.

Outside the Imperial Palace, the Tier One White-robed Corpse Saint clapped and laughed. “Wonderful! What a wonderful scene! I never expected to see a grand drama of court intrigue here!”

“Mm, very good. Those who surrender will have their pasts overlooked. Those who resist will be refined into living corpses!”

“That little lady isn’t bad. From now on, she shall be this Corpse Saint’s Corpse Slave.”

Hearing the words of the Tier One White-robed Corpse Saint, Qing Ling’s face turned deathly pale. King Qingcheng spat blood again as his injuries worsened, nearly killing him.

‘Brother Jichen, from this day forth, Qing Ling will be separated from you by life and death. Farewell!’

Qing Ling’s heart was filled with sorrow.

To become a Corpse Slave and live in humiliation was worse than dying immediately.

At that moment, she had already activated a Secret Technique to destroy her own Divine Soul and even incinerate her physical body.

A faint Light of Destruction began to rise from Qing Ling’s body, and her figure suddenly became somewhat ethereal.

“Damn it, that little lady actually dares to self-destruct!”

“Abominable! To become this Corpse Saint’s Corpse Slave is such a glorious honor, yet she would rather self-destruct than submit.”

“This is a humiliation to this Saint! Unforgivable!”

The Tier One White-robed Corpse Saint roared and thrust out a palm. Corpse Qi shot into the sky and enveloped Qing Ling, intending to stop her self-destruction.

But at that very moment, a ray of Seven-Color Secret Light descended from the sky, enveloping Qing Ling.

The Light of Destruction on Qing Ling’s body silently dissolved, unable to proceed any further.

The Corpse Qi from the Tier One White-robed Corpse Saint also descended, but upon touching the Seven-Color Secret Light, it too instantly melted away like snow under a blazing sun.

“Who is it?”

Seeing his Corpse Qi dissolve, the Tier One White-robed Corpse Saint grew even more furious and bellowed the question.

Terrifying Saintly Might surged to the heavens, pressing down on the world in all directions.

Behind him, Corpse Qi billowed, creating a shocking sight.

The people all around were already scared into deathly silence.

RUMBLE!

As the Tier One White-robed Corpse Saint shouted his question, the ground suddenly began to tremble, and a roaring sound came from behind him.

“AHHH!”

Immediately after, the agonizing screams of Corpse Generals could be heard.

Then, the crowd witnessed a shocking scene.

They saw a massive crocodile, as large as a small mountain, charging straight forward.

Anything that stood in its way was sent flying or crushed to dust.

At this moment, along the Great Dao, Corpse Puppets and Corpse Generals were constantly being sent flying.

Those hit directly by the giant crocodile were instantly pulverized.

“That… There’s a person on the crocodile’s back. Why does he look so familiar?”

At this moment, the crowd finally saw Jiang Jichen on the back of the Heaven-Gazing Crocodile.

Seeing Jiang Jichen, the people of Cyan Moon City were stunned for a moment, unable to process what they were seeing.

After seven or eight years, Jiang Jichen’s appearance had changed slightly. He was a little taller than before.

He was more mature and steady, but that sharp, piercing aura of his was even stronger.

“A brat from the Human Race dares to oppose my Celestial Corpse Sect? You’re courting death!”

A Corpse King roared in fury.

He took a step forward and flashed toward Jiang Jichen, intent on killing him.

Jiang Jichen stood on the back of the Heaven-Gazing Crocodile with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, his gaze cold and proud.

Facing the charging Corpse King, he finally reached out and pointed a finger forward.

POP!

The Corpse King, who seemed incomparably powerful in the eyes of the Old Emperor and Grand Chancellor Lü, exploded into a mist of blood.