He is the God-Emperor destined by fate.
If Ji Mingyu is really the Divine Emperor, the savior of the Divine Realm... then if I plotted to murder him... wouldn't I be a sinner of the Divine Realm
No! It won't happen!
No matter how strong Ji Mingyu is, how can he be stronger than his master!
Ji Chengfeng is the first choice for the Divine Emperor!
The Great Elder suppressed the hidden fear in his heart.
Remembering Ji Chengfeng's instructions, he shot out a stream of spiritual power in his hand towards the Chaos Jade Butterfly.
Ji Mingyu glanced coldly at the God Lord and the Great Elder who had fallen to the ground, and was about to go back to protect Xi Yue.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the sky, approaching from afar.
A strong smell of blood hit me in the face.
Before he reached Ji Mingyu, the man fell from mid-air and lay on the ground covered in blood.
“Qinglong—?!” Ji Mingyu was startled, his face changed drastically, and he quickly squatted down to check his injuries, “What happened?”
"Miss Xi Yue, ahem... Miss Xi Yue was... taken away by Huangfu Yi!"
Qinglong coughed and spit out blood while speaking in a halting and anxious manner.
When Ji Mingyu heard that Xi Yue was taken away, his heart suddenly became confused and his head was buzzing.
In a flash, the black dagger in Qinglong's hand stabbed straight into Ji Mingyu's chest and abdomen.
The moment the dagger touched Ji Mingyu's flesh and blood, cold and foul demonic energy overflowed like thick ink and seeped into his dantian.
At the same time, a dark red light emanated from the Chaos Jade Butterfly and hit Ji Mingyu from behind.
Ji Mingyu staggered and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The injuries that had been suppressed in the Hundred Killing Formation suddenly erupted completely, causing him to stagger and his face to turn pale.
Qinglong, whose face was sprayed with Ji Mingyu's blood, looked dazed.
The dullness and silence in his eyes slowly faded away, and what came into his eyes was Ji Mingyu's pale face and his bleeding abdomen.
"Master!" Qinglong screamed, his voice full of fear, "Master, what is going on?"
He raised his hand in front of his eyes and saw the blood on his palm. His body suddenly began to tremble like a sieve.
"It was me, I hurt the master! It was also me who opened the barrier of the Underworld Temple and let Ji Chengfeng take Miss Xi Yue away! I... I actually did such an unforgivable thing!"
Determination slowly welled up in Qinglong's red eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped his own forehead.
However, the hand filled with spiritual power and murderous intent was slapped away by Ji Mingyu before it reached his head.
The man's cold voice sounded weak and hoarse due to injury, but he was as calm and majestic as ever and would not tolerate any disobedience.
"I'm not going to die yet, and I will naturally take Xiyue back. I don't have a cowardly and incompetent subordinate like you, Ji Mingyu!"
Qinglong stared at Ji Mingyu blankly, and could no longer hold back his tears.
“Pah pah pah—”
Ji Chengfeng clapped his hands as he slowly walked out of the Divine Emperor Palace. "I never thought that even though your beloved woman was taken away and your trusted subordinates betrayed you, you still didn't lose your mind."
"However, you can't even bear to get rid of a traitor. I am so disappointed by your soft-heartedness. I have wasted my fifty years of teaching you!"
Ji Mingyu said coldly: "Ji Chengfeng, I didn't expect that you could still survive, and possessed Huangfu Yi's body. However, you are living in someone else's body like this, waiting for the day when your body rots year after year. Is it comfortable?" (To be continued)