Chu Feng stepped forward, staring condescendingly at Emperor Jiuli and said coldly, "Where is the jar with the incarnation of the ghost king?"
Emperor Jiuli saw the two ancestors being killed by Chu Feng, one of them was worse than the other. And even the primordial spirit was destroyed. He could already foresee his end, trembling constantly all over.
"Yes, here, I beg Chu Emperor to spare me a dog..." Emperor Jiuli took out the altar and placed it in front of him, knocking his head like garlic.
He is the emperor of an emperor, with a noble status, and in order to survive, he kowtows to Chu Feng without saying anything, and even demeans himself as a dog. It can only be said that this person is the most lacklustre emperor Chu Feng has ever seen.
It's fine if you don't keep your promises, you don't even need dignity in order to survive.
"You are not as good as a dog!" Chu Feng sipped fiercely, took a picture of the jar on the ground, held it in his hand, and removed the talisman on it.
He immediately sensed that the incarnation of the ghost king was inside.
Opening the altar cover, the ghost king incarnation immediately floated out of it.
"Thank you for your help!" The ghost king incarnation was quite different from the previous appearance.
It used to be wicked and evil, but now it is like a god enshrined in a temple. The whole body exudes a faint majesty, sacred and solemn, which makes one dare not offend.
Chu Feng had a heart-to-heart connection with it, and after a short inspection, he found that it had refined the city god, the god of yin, and achieved the position of the god of yin.
Its ghost baby has turned golden, and the god pattern on its forehead has also become a badge.
This is a god emblem, which can also be called a godhead.
It's a pity that there is not much power in its body. This is because being suppressed in the jar for too long, unable to enjoy the incense, so unable to obtain the divine power.
"Fuse into my body!"
Chu Feng faced the ghost king incarnation with a move, and immediately merged with the deity.
He looked at Emperor Jiuli, who knelt down and begged for mercy like a dog.
This person should have died a long time ago. If he returned the incarnation of the ghost king to Chu Feng, he might have survived. Now let alone kowtow for mercy, it's useless to call Grandpa.
boom!
The sharp-killing spear in his hand stabs out, a shot headshot, killing the Emperor Jiuli.
"Chu Feng, you have to die. This emperor is a ghost and will not let you go..." Emperor Jiuli begged for mercy, but Chu Feng still didn't spare his life. He was full of endless hatred for Chu Feng, and his tone was resentful.
There was even endless resentment, converging towards his soul.
"Offend this emperor, you don't even have the qualifications to be a ghost!" Chu Feng sneered and motioned to the Soul Eater. It immediately opened its mouth and sucked at Emperor Jiuli's soul, and directly swallowed his soul.
"It's cheaper for you to die so happy, you old dog!" If Chu Feng didn't rush back to save his father, he would never let him die so easily because of his hatred for Emperor Jiuli.
At least tortured this old dog for ten and a half months, letting him die in pain.
After the Jiuli Emperor and the two ancestors were beheaded, the Jiuli Emperor would not be afraid.
There is no longer any power that can block the Chu army's pace.
"Cao Dan, Fang strategist, you two command the three armies, and work together to destroy the Emperor Jiuli!"
"The mermaid patriarch, you take two real wonderland powerhouses of the mermaid to protect their safety!"
After Chu Feng explained, he directly used his footwork supernatural powers and rushed to the capital of Chu State as quickly as possible. He was shouting in his heart, "Father, you must wait for your son to come back!"
Although Chu Feng did not stop at any time, he used the fastest speed in his life, but because of the long distance.
When he rushed to the imperial capital, it was already the seventh night of his father's death.
Because Chu Feng insisted on letting Chu Pengfei return his Yang, all his followers and subordinates kept the news of the death of the Supreme Emperor from the outside. The secret is not mourning, waiting for Chu Feng's return.
In the Ci Ning Palace where the candles were swaying, Chu Pengfei's body had been buried and placed in the ice coffin.
Only the ice coffin can keep his body intact and will not rot.
Several young eunuchs stood guard beside the ice coffin tremblingly, and when the gusts of overcast wind blew, they all shivered constantly, feeling very scared.
Today is the first seven, and it is also the night of returning to the soul.
Chu Feng's figure appeared in the room silently.
"Ah... Ghost..." Several young eunuchs noticed that an elongated figure suddenly appeared on the ground. They looked up at the ice coffin and suddenly found a dark figure standing next to the ice coffin.
They fled outside in horror.
"Are you blind? Even the emperor can't recognize it!" Chu Feng's voice was extremely cold and transparent with killing intent.
Looking at his father lying in the ice coffin, his heart is full of sadness.
"Go down!"
Zhu Yuanyuan and others rushed to smell the movement. After discovering that Chu Feng had returned, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The few little eunuchs retreated in horror as if they were pardoned.
Although Ci Ning Palace is not a forbidden place in the harem, idle people are not allowed, but they are not allowed to enter.
Chu Feng glanced away and found that Zhou Yi and others were not there. It is estimated that they are abiding by the rules of the palace and staying outside the palace.
"Come here, go and invite Zhouyi and the Taoist Qingchuan to come in. In addition, the order is passed on to inform the people and sergeants of the city to go to the City God Temple in the imperial capital to burn incense and worship. If there is an impious heart, kill.
Taking control of a country, Chu Feng desperately needs to help the ghost king incarnate to gain divine power, and he can only use some rough methods.
Fortunately, he won the hearts of the people in Chu State, he was extremely majestic, and what he asked the people to do was not a bad thing that would hurt the people and money.
Just forcing them to believe in Lord Chenghuang.
Soon, Zhou Yi and Qingchuan Taoist masters and apprentices walked in.
"See the emperor!" Zhouyi and Qingchuan Taoists respectfully saluted Chu Feng.
"Free gift!" Chu Feng didn't have any thoughts of politeness. He waved his hand to make the two of them flat, and immediately asked, "This emperor has now rescued the ghost king incarnation. I wonder if he can help my father return his life?"
Seven days have passed, and Chu Feng felt very nervous.
"My Majesty, there was a ghost coming here four days ago. Although the master and I tried our best to resist, we couldn't stop it."
"According to the Yinsi procedure, it is estimated that your father has been detained in the underworld for a while. But today is the night of soul-returning. According to Yinsi's rules, there will definitely be ghosts escorting your father's ghost to see relatives!"
"At that time, as long as your Majesty's ghost king incarnate uses the city gods to intervene with the help of divine power, you can try it!"
Zhouyi told Chu Feng truthfully.
Although his skills with Taoist Qingchuan are good, he still doesn't look good enough to deal with the evil escorts sent by the Yinsi.
The Yinsi is not stupid, knowing that the soul to be detained has a noble status during his lifetime, and someone will stop him.
They will send masters to arrest them.
"These days, you have worked so hard as a teacher and apprentice! You can only do your job and obey the destiny!" Chu Feng sighed, and through this incident, he deeply understood a truth.
There is no way for manpower to fight against the sky.
At most, it can only conform to the way of heaven, or resist and earn within a reasonable range.