Chapter 1839: You Know What to Do Now, Right?

"Ah!"

A piercing scream erupted from Liu Zheng’s mouth, echoing through the quiet courtyard, striking fear into all the elders of the Emperor Palace watching the tragic sight of the Great Elder.

The Flying Demon Eagle was already under the tight control of Yun Xiao, and the result of a controlled entity versus an uncontrolled one was that Liu Zheng’s right eye was brutally pecked until it became a bloody mess.

The Flying Demon Eagle is a meridian spirit at the Heavenly Rank Advanced level, with its sharp claws and beak as its most formidable means of attack. The force behind its peck is beyond imagination.

No matter how fast Liu Zheng was or how sharp his reflexes, this time he was horrifically wounded, reaching out to hold his right eye, but unable to stop the blood seeping through his fingers.

Witnessing this scene, the faces of the numerous elders of the Emperor Palace paled dramatically. That rough-clothed boy was extraordinarily sinister, the method of controlling an enemy’s meridian spirit to attack its owner was unheard of.

Yet, the Flying Demon Eagle, which belonged to Liu Zheng, was more obedient than it ever was under the control of this Great Elder, to the extent that it could coordinate seamlessly with Yun Xiao.

The Flying Demon Eagle, which blinded Liu Zheng’s right eye, had no such thoughts, as its sharp claws aimed straight for the somewhat deranged Liu Zheng’s scalp, the target precisely marked.

Sh-rip!

A sound of utter shock reverberated. As mentioned before, the most terrifying aspects of the Flying Demon Eagle are its beak and claws. Seizing the moment Liu Zheng was caught off guard, it struck accurately.

The eagle’s claws dug into Liu Zheng’s scalp as if cutting through tofu, then quickly peeled his scalp off, presenting a bloody and terrifying sight.

Such a gory and horrifying scene laid bare before the elders of the Emperor Palace made their scalps tingle, as if at any moment, their own scalps could be peeled off just like Liu Zheng’s.

Yun Xiao held no sympathy for these elders of the Emperor Palace. Since they dared to attack him, they ought to be prepared to meet a tragic end, much like Liu Zheng at this moment.

"Master Steward, save... save me..."

Liu Zheng, his scalp torn away, did not die immediately. With his bloody visage, he turned his remaining gaze toward Fan Yulin, his voice tinged with despair.

Seeing the horrific image of Liu Zheng, Fan Yulin’s face darkened further. He had never expected such an outcome. That ragged boy was unbelievably sinister.

What he thought was a mere pest that could be crushed with ease turned out to be a tiger in sheep’s clothing. Within a few moves, he reduced Liu Zheng, also a Heavenly Realm Peak, to such a miserable state.

Though Fan Yulin, at the Hua Xuan Realm Early Stage, looked down on these Heavenly Realm elders of the Emperor Palace, looking at Yun Xiao’s effortless methods, his combat power was clearly far more complex than his apparent cultivation level suggests.

"Anyone who can get an arrest warrant personally issued by the Empress is never to be underestimated!"

At this point, Fan Yulin was even more convinced of his prior judgments, silently glad of his decisions; unexpectedly confronting that boy might end up causing him some small losses.

As the Inspection Hall Steward of the Emperor Palace Headquarters, Fan Yulin never thought he, a Holy Vein Three Realms expert, would be defeated. But for a dignified Master Steward to suffer even minor losses would be embarrassing.

High above in the sky, Yun Xiao did not think so much. For Liu Zheng, who had lost his right eye and scalp, he cared no more, believing the Flying Demon Eagle would claim his final breath.

"Next, it’s your turn!"

Yun Xiao turned, his eyes playfully fixed on Cai Yong, who the Black Nightmare Wolf had forced into a sorry state, lightly voicing words that sent a shiver through the heart of the Second Elder of the Emperor Palace.

One must know Cai Yong’s strength is far inferior to Liu Zheng’s over there. Having just broken through to the Heavenly Realm Peak not long ago, his combat power is undoubtedly lacking compared to those like Liu Zheng with more experience at the Heavenly Realm Peak.

Although Cai Yong was forced into a grim situation by the Black Nightmare Wolf earlier, witnessing Liu Zheng’s fate over there, and even now, the grim scene still lingered in his mind.

Even the Great Elder got disastrously attacked by his own meridian spirit, making Cai Yong believe if that ragged boy freed himself to focus on him, he might end up like Liu Zheng.

"I must escape for now!"

To his credit, Cai Yong reacted swiftly, understanding he couldn’t defeat that sinister young man. He saw no sense in prolonging the battle, which would only cost him his life.

Cai Yong made a decisive move, intending to retreat swiftly, failing to notice the teasing glimmer in the eyes of the ragged-clothed youth not far away.

"Old man, are you abandoning your meridian spirit too?"

Just at the moment when Cai Yong wanted to turn and leave, a deep shout suddenly came from Yun Xiao’s mouth, prompting him to instinctively look towards his original Meridian Spirit.

Swish! Swish!

However, upon this glance, Cai Yong discovered that the Black Nightmare Wolf was only a few feet away from him, and just as his gaze shifted, two streams of black mist shot out from its eyes.

These two black mists came so quickly that even Cai Yong, a peak-level Heavenly Realm expert, had no time to react before the black mists invaded his old eyes.

When the two black mists entered Cai Yong’s eyes, the body of this second elder of the Emperor Palace suddenly stiffened, and then his eyes turned completely black.

Previously mentioned, the Black Nightmare Wolf has an extremely strange attack method, which can trap its enemies in a specific nightmare without them even realizing it.

Only someone like Yun Xiao, familiar with the Black Nightmare Wolf and possessing dual Soul Ancestral Veins, could resist the nightmare mist and even use it for his own purposes.

At this moment, Yun Xiao was undoubtedly controlling the Black Nightmare Wolf, allowing it to unleash its nightmare mist. Cai Yong, struck by the two streams of black mist, was already trapped in a specific nightmare.

"Now, do you know what to do?"

Another low voice came from Yun Xiao, and then everyone saw Cai Yong nodding. With a swift movement, he was already at the side of Liu Zheng, the Great Elder of the Emperor Palace.

Crack!

Everyone heard a soft sound and saw Liu Zheng’s head flying into the air, severed by a long sword Cai Yong had taken from his waist storage.

The blood gushing from Liu Zheng’s headless neck was like a red fountain, horrific in its violence, splattering even onto Cai Yong’s old face, to which he remained oblivious.

After killing the Great Elder Liu Zheng, Cai Yong, the second elder of the Emperor Palace, turned his head. His gaze, imbued with a trace of black light, was fixed rigidly on Fan Yulin, the Headquarters Steward.

"The Second Elder... could he possibly make a move against the Master Steward?"

Seeing Cai Yong’s actions, many were thoughtful, contemplating this unbelievable notion, wondering if the Black Nightmare Wolf’s nightmare power could truly be so miraculous.

In fact, the nightmare power was indeed that miraculous; it could trap a person in a vivid dreamscape. However, making an enemy fall into a dream at will was not so easily achieved.

For instance, the dream controlled by Yun Xiao at the moment was much more formidable than what Cai Yong could autonomously unleash, and the power of the Black Nightmare Wolf in Cai Yong’s hands was far less potent.

Needless to say, let alone having Cai Yong attack a mere Emperor Palace Headquarters Steward, even if the Canglong Emperor, the Sovereign of Canglong Palace, were present, Yun Xiao could drive him to stab the Sovereign with just a thought.

This was because Cai Yong’s spiritual wisdom was not his own; it was under Yun Xiao’s control. As the Long Xiao War God in his previous life, how could Yun Xiao hold any fear towards a mere Emperor Palace Steward?

"Kill him!"

Yun Xiao’s voice echoed in the dark night, causing Fan Yulin’s face to turn extremely somber, as Cai Yong rushed towards him without hesitation, like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey.

As a Holy Rank expert in the early stage of the Hua Xuan Realm, Fan Yulin naturally wouldn’t fear a peak-level Heavenly Realm Cai Yong. His anger stemmed from Yun Xiao’s mysterious methods.

Through the exchange between the two elders and Yun Xiao, Fan Yulin perceived some insights but felt increasingly that it wasn’t the entirety of Yun Xiao’s skills.

This criminal, wanted by the Empress, had definitely not exerted his full strength against Liu Zheng and Cai Yong, and Fan Yulin had no inkling of what other secret techniques Yun Xiao might possess.

However, Fan Yulin also adhered to one principle: if there truly came a moment he had to face Yun Xiao, under no circumstances should he unleash his Meridian Spirit, as it might lead to unforeseen complications.

Though he didn’t know how Yun Xiao could turn Meridian Spirits against their masters, the cautious Fan Yulin would never allow himself even a minor loss, which would contradict his status as a Holy Vein Three Realms expert.

As Fan Yulin contemplated, Cai Yong was already a mere few feet from him. Notably, Cai Yong’s Black Nightmare Wolf was also lunging at him from another direction.

Moreover, in the Black Nightmare Wolf’s eyes, two streams of black mist were flickering, seemingly about to erupt the next instant, subjecting Fan Yulin to the same fate as Cai Yong.

"Get lost!"

An angry voice burst from Fan Yulin’s mouth, and then everyone saw a Meridian Qi Palm Seal descending from the sky, fiercely striking Cai Yong and sending his entire body hurtling swiftly downwards.