Perfect World - Chapter 470 - Chapter 470: Chapter 470: A Divination Decides Life and Death

Chapter 470: Chapter 470: A Divination Decides Life and Death

The middle-aged Daoist nun turned and fled, stepping on a bronze lotus at extreme speed to escape. The strength of her opponent was beyond her expectations, and to continue fighting would likely result in her death here.

“You came to prosecute, didn’t you? Why are you fleeing in such a panic?” Shi Hao’s voice echoed through the sky.

For a Venerable One, fleeing was already a disgrace, especially after a terrible defeat at the hands of a teenager in his teens, she felt even more ashamed. And now, being ridiculed like this, she wanted nothing more than to turn back and fight to the death.

But life was the most important, and ultimately, she had been defeated. To turn back and face the battle again would definitely cost her a painful price.

Fortunately, she had managed to grab her severed arm and press it onto her wound, applied Spiritual Medicine, and with some time to recuperate, it should be able to heal.

“Shi”

A golden sword beam split the sky, sharp and dazzling. To the people in the capital, it was like a thick slash of lightning streaking across the sky, resplendently brilliant.

However, to the middle-aged Daoist nun, it was like a death shackle about to bind her. She spat out a mouthful of blood and burned her essence and spirit to speed up her escape.

She had arrived in arrogance, constantly referring to Shi Hao as “Little Stone,” looking down on the entire Stone Country with a superior attitude. But now, she had fallen to such a pitiful state, making one sigh at the unpredictability of life.

The middle-aged Daoist nun’s shoulder was bleeding. She changed directions several times, narrowly dodging the sword strikes, but the young man behind her was too vicious. He started unleashing a flurry of Sword Qi, piercing the sky with golden radiance, illuminating the earth, like a vast and terrifying lotus crossing heaven and earth.

Wave after wave of sword beams swept over her. No matter how fast she sped up or changed directions, she couldn’t completely dodge them. One of them, with a dong, was like a True Dragon crashing down.

Dazzling golden light filled the expanse, charging towards her back, causing her hairs to stand on end. It was already too late to dodge, and there were sword beams in every other region as well.

With a flash of dark light, she once again brought out that tortoiseshell shield, covered in dense symbols, to protect herself. Left behind by a divine turtle, it was extremely hard and known as a top defense among the Heaven Mending Sect’s treasures.

However, after the Sword Qi struck, the shell’s luster quickly dimmed, with more cracks appearing, and it was on the verge of destruction.

“Clang”

When another wave of Sword Qi fell, a clear trembling sound emanated, and the tortoiseshell’s aura grew intense as it nearly burst into light.

“Boom”

This precious treasure exploded into hundreds of pieces, scattering in all directions, and thus was stricken from existence.

The middle-aged Daoist nun cried out in great pain, her heart aching. This was her most valuable Magic Artifact, yet it could not withstand the opponent’s golden Magic Sword, which chilled her heart.

She coughed up blood from her mouth, because although the tortoiseshell had blocked the Sword Qi, the exploding fragments had wounded her, leaving her back a bloody mess with bones visible.

The people of the imperial city watched in dizziness and shock. After all, she was a Venerable One, yet she had been severely injured by Shi Hao, almost being cut down. How mighty was that?

If it was a heroic feat for Shi Hao to have entered the capital alone not long ago to challenge the great cultivators of the three sects and drive them away, then today was another miracle.

It seemed crazy that at just fifteen years old, he had achieved such earth-shattering feats. What would the future hold? It was unimaginable, and perhaps he really would create a legend for the ages.

Only a few understood that Shi Hao relied on Imperial Dragon Energy, but even so, his prowess was dazzling. Not everyone had such power, and not every emperor possessed such means.

Cultivators of the three sects were restless in their hearts. This Little Stone was too fearsome, a paramount enemy. Once he grew up, there would be few who could check his power.

“Next time, let’s see if you dare to come again.” In the sky, Shi Hao pursued until the edge of the giant city and then stopped, just missing the chance to kill the middle-aged Daoist nun.

It was clear that after getting close to the edge of the giant city, his Imperial Dragon Energy was weakening, and his strength was dropping rapidly. To chase out further would likely mean he could no longer match a Venerable One.

Still, he thrust out another sword, a golden rainbow piercing the sky, so brilliant it was astonishing. The middle-aged Daoist nun screamed. She was almost pierced through, a blood hole appearing on her body, blood gushing forth.

“You… just wait, I will pluck your head to commemorate my Profound Shield!” The middle-aged Daoist nun, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, cursed from afar, her eyes filled with cold hostility, losing the transcendence and composure she had earlier.

“I have divined for you; after you leave here, your life will be short, and you won’t be able to return to the Heaven Mending Sect again,” said Shi Hao.

The middle-aged Daoist nun turned pale with anger, flung her sleeves with force, and turned to leave. She couldn’t stand to stay one moment longer, nearly bursting with rage at this young man.

The imperial city fell silent. Such battle achievements seemed like myths. At fifteen, to defeat a Venerable One, in any era, such deeds would shake the world, causing all corners to tremble.

Momentarily after, the Stone Capital burst into resounding cheers, completely boiling over.

At this time, the words “emperor” were recited by many. More dragon aura suddenly appeared within the Stone Country’s capital, and Shi Hao could distinctly feel streams of essence entering the imperial palace from the void.

He was wrapped in a nebulous aura, and the precious imprint in his arms grew even more lustrous.

Shi Hao flicked the Golden Battle Sword with a resonant zing. Possessing peerless sharpness, it was one of the two mightiest Magic Artifacts in the treasury; hence, it had been able to slice through the opponent’s divine tortoiseshell shield.

“Congratulations to the emperor, for the great achievement of Divine Power!” Peng Jiu exclaimed happily.

“The emperor’s divine might is invincible!” A group of War Generals also shouted, followed by many soldiers in the imperial city, their voices shaking heaven and earth.

Shi Hao nodded and, in a flash, entered the Central Heavenly Palace, sitting on the throne. He pondered thoughtfully, saying to himself, “Indeed, a Venerable One has come, but they probably dare not send too many.”

He knew well that even the Heaven Mending Sect, with ties to the higher realms, dared not act rashly amidst the changes of the world, for there were more than one or two players in the higher realms.

Very likely, there were also upper realm figures who would confront the Heaven Mending Sect and their enemies.

“It’s such a pity, just a little more and I could’ve struck down that nun.” Guard commander Peng Jiu said regretfully.

Afterward, the War King and others also entered the palace. Seeing Shi Hao’s divine might, they were exhilarated but also worried. With strong cultivators from the three sects coming, there would surely be more than one Venerable One. A bloody battle was likely imminent. Could Shi Hao handle it alone?

“Don’t worry,” Shi Hao said calmly, instructing the War Generals and others to leave, keeping only the War King and Peng Jiu.

“There might be a good show to watch,” Shi Hao said with a smile, his teeth gleaming and no longer imposing. His smile was brilliant, and only at this moment did he look like a teenager.

The War King and Peng Jiu both froze. What was the young emperor thinking?

Shi Hao led them to the side of the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar within the palace and activated it. It immediately acted like a water mirror, reflecting some scenes.

“Eh, His Majesty has left a monitoring array far away, which can be watched through the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar.” Both of them were surprised.

Outside Stone Capital, a middle-aged Daoist nun landed in a mountain range and raised her hand to press forward. Instantly, a peak collapsed, turning into flying ash as if made of paper mache.

She was utterly furious. Under the public eye, she, a Venerable One of her generation, was chased by a youth and fled in disarray–an unprecedented humiliation in a hundred years, and she was filled with resentment.

Some of the three sects’ powerhouses entered the city, many stayed outside, especially the experts, who all remained in the mountains.

The middle-aged Daoist nun returned to Heaven Mending Sect’s resting place, bandaged her wound, drank a cup of tea, and then closed her eyes to meditate. It took a long time before she took a deep breath.

Finally calming down, she inquired of the disciples within her sect, “Is there any clue about Yue Chan?”

“Reporting to the Venerable One, we followed the trail and discovered a place, where Sister Yue Chan ultimately disappeared. That place has turned into a land of calamity and still faintly has divine fluctuations.”

Several young disciples, both male and female, reported this. They all had extraordinary abilities; otherwise, it would have been difficult to enter the Heaven Mending Sect.

“Yue Chan, she has an unmatched talent, coming from the higher realms. She must not be lost, or no one could bear that responsibility.” The middle-aged Daoist nun frowned, then stood up and said, “I will personally go and investigate, perhaps I can discover something.”

The great lake had dried up, already cracked in four directions. The mountains had collapsed and were extremely dilapidated.

This land seemed to have been struck by lightning, scorched black, and there were many huge rocks, as if they had fallen from the sky.

The middle-aged Daoist nun rushed there personally, and after seeing all this, she was moved and said, “The remnant of the Killing Divine Formation’s lightning part, it was set up by Yue Chan, still retaining divine power fluctuations, indeed terrifying.”

Soon, she was puzzled. Even if Little Stone had the ability to penetrate heaven and earth, entering such a dangerous situation would make it hard to survive, so why did he live, and Fairy Yue Chan disappeared?

Her heart was filled with doubts as she led several disciple followers to carefully investigate the area, releasing powerful Divine Sense to try to restore the scene of that day.

“Eh, there’s something strange here, what is it?” The middle-aged Daoist nun felt a sudden movement in her heart and sensed something.

Within the imperial palace, Shi Hao laughed brightly, his sparkling teeth gleaming white, and said, “I had already calculated your fortune for you, and surely it has come to pass.”

War King and Peng Jiu exchanged glances, somewhat perplexed.

“There’s a good show to watch.” Shi Hao laughed heartily.

Suddenly, a great radiance rose from the calamity land, terrifying and all-encompassing, instantly submerging that place. The middle-aged Daoist nun screamed, struggled with all her might, and launched an attack using the limit of the Venerable One’s power.

However, no matter how she struggled or attacked with full force, she couldn’t escape. She was enveloped by a dense net of light, with various signs falling down to refine her alive.

As for her disciples and followers, they turned to dust in the first instance, swept away by the divine light of the great Array and immediately shattered, annihilated in both body and spirit.

“Damn brat, this is his doing, deliberately setting a trap for me!” The middle-aged Daoist nun was furious, realizing why Little Stone had calculated a fortune for her when they parted.

It was utterly shameful. That youth had anticipated she might come here and had already laid a deadly trap, waiting for her to seek it out.

After understanding all this, the middle-aged Daoist nun was overcome by urgent rage and felt suffocated to death–it was too uncomfortable to die like this, hurling oneself into a pit.

This was truly… seeking one’s own death, personally finding a place of doom.

“Puff.”

Dense symbols fell, the net of light closed, her body collapsed, and her Primordial Spirit tried to escape, but it was swept by a divine light and also turned into ash, perishing on the spot.

In the imperial palace, beside the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar, War King and Peng Jiu were dumbfounded watching the middle-aged Daoist nun die in such a stifling way, definitely dying with eyes wide open.

It took a good while before the two regained their senses, looking at each other and laughing loudly, feeling very exhilarated.

“It’s not over yet. Let’s take a stroll there,” Shi Hao said with a smile.

The two were puzzled, seeing the way Shi Hao laughed, they felt it was a bit cunning, thinking to themselves what a sin it was to describe the emperor in such a way.

In fact, Shi Hao’s laughter was indeed a little indecent, with a hint of “cunning.”

Using the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar, they opened a passage through the void and arrived at the scene of the incident.

Shi Hao carefully cleaned up, meticulously arranged, and erased all the corresponding traces. He then repaired the Array a bit, making it more perfect.

“It seems a bit wasteful to use it just once. I was expecting to calculate a few more fortunes,” Shi Hao said with a smile.

War King and Peng Jiu were speechless, finally understanding why this His Majesty’s laughter was a bit cunning. It really was unscrupulous to act in such a way.

This was an Array specifically aimed at Venerable Ones. When Shi Hao initially set it up, he had made thorough considerations–one wouldn’t trigger any reaction by simply touching it.

A moment later, they disappeared.

Back in the imperial palace, Shi Hao laughed heartily several times. Of course, he didn’t expect to continue to trap and kill Venerable Ones in the short term, but hoped that sooner or later, someone would step on another trap.

“Your Majesty, there’s movement among the three sects’ cultivators outside the city, with Venerable One’s aura spreading. There’s more than one person, they want to enter the Stone Capital.” Someone came to report.

Inside the Central Heavenly Palace, the atmosphere immediately became solemn.

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“No matter, you may go.” Shi Hao nodded.

War King and Peng Jiu had rather grim expressions. If the three sects were to attack in full force, it would inevitably be a perilous storm.

“What’s there to be afraid of? We should be happy,” Shi Hao laughed loudly, very freely, pointing at the vast imperial palace and saying, “The Array has long been repaired and improved, just waiting for them to jump in. I truly hope more Venerable Ones come, as the fall of two or three would be uninteresting.”

War King and Peng Jiu looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and then they couldn’t help but laugh loudly.

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