The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 418 - 257: The Crown Prince Commits Regicide, The Death of Emperor Yong’an, The Emperor Orange Fate Grid: Python and Sparrow Swallowing Dragon

Faced with Xu Changqing’s question, Sui Yuqing pondered for a moment before looking at the Golden Armored Giants, which were gradually grinding to a halt. Bai Yujing had also stopped controlling their Flying Sword.

She quickly made a decision.

"Let’s go!"

"Alright."

The two of them also transformed into streaks of light, vanishing into the depths of the Imperial Palace.

...

"Damn it! Damn it... Damn it!"

Within a secret chamber in the Deep Palace, Emperor Yong’an’s Divine Soul hovered in the air, protected by the Divine Pearl. He was incredibly weak, and the malice in his eyes was almost tangible.

"Lu Mingyuan, my greatest regret is letting you live this long! I should have killed you long ago, at any cost, even before you were sent to the Cold Palace."

This Iron-blooded Emperor, his Flesh Body destroyed, could no longer contain his fury and flew into a rage, completely losing his composure. In front of his court officials, he had always been able to remain perfectly calm.

When he purged the powerful courtiers and crushed the seven kings, his expression had never once changed, even in the face of utter catastrophe.

He had never failed so miserably, never been pushed into such a corner!

If not for the Divine Pearl’s protection just now, Lu Mingyuan would have truly suppressed and annihilated his very soul.

Fortunately, the Divine Pearl’s protective mechanism was triggered.

Whenever someone attempted to destroy his soul, the Divine Pearl would activate and draw his spirit into its protection.

After roaring for a moment, Emperor Yong’an recovered some of his calm, knowing that now, his only path to turning the tables was to kill Lu Mingyuan.

’This son of mine... his power is already established.’

’All those years, biding his time in the Cold Palace, he was planning and scheming. On the surface, he was a good-for-nothing obsessed with beautiful women, but in reality... he was on guard against me the entire time?’

He had already suspected that Lu Mingyuan’s abilities were not limited to what he had displayed in the Cold Palace. Starting from the time he had spoken out for the nation, the boy had begun to reveal his remarkable qualities.

’But I still underestimated him.’

’I still underestimated him.’

’And in the end, he slipped from my grasp.’

’The boy deliberately showed his vulnerable side, weeping bitterly over Qi Xingyan’s death. And that old fool of a Confucian... he actually dared to plot against me, to betray the founding principles of the Confucian Temple and stand against his King.’

Within the Deep Palace, a streak of light shot swiftly across the sky.

Lu Mingyuan held the Yuqing Peach Talisman, his face calm. This Peach Talisman was one of his trump cards, a part of his grand plan to slay the Emperor.

The most pressing matter now was, of course, to eliminate his great enemy, Emperor Yong’an.

Fortunately, the entire surrounding area had been sealed off by Wei the Ninth.

’Today, my Imperial Father will die. There is no other outcome.’

’I considered this long ago—what would I do if my own strength wasn’t enough?’

The Three Religions’ Tokens were not merely proof of identity, but also proof of one’s Destiny.

’If any variables arose, then I would simply have to break through to the Martial Saint Realm!’

Holding the Great Yan Jade Seal, he sensed a familiar aura from the direction of the imperial bedchambers.

He shot forward, landing on the roof eaves and locking his gaze on the spectral form within the main hall.

At this very moment, Emperor Yong’an seemed to have already anticipated that Lu Mingyuan would be able to track him down.

He saw the Jade Seal in Lu Mingyuan’s hand and snorted coldly. "Those lackeys from the Dragon Guardian Pavilion certainly are quick to switch sides."

"Without your Flesh Body, without your myriad methods, what do you have left to fight me with?"

Lu Mingyuan said coolly.

"Imperial Father, your era is over."

"But why were you so insistent on making an enemy of the Three Religions?"

Even now, Lu Mingyuan wanted to learn more of the inside story.

Emperor Yong’an calmed himself, struggling to keep his Divine Soul from dissipating as he stared at Lu Mingyuan with a gaze full of venomous resentment.

"After using Destiny to ascend to the Twelfth Realm, I, just like Witch Palace Language, began seeking a way to break into the Upper Three Grades. She wanted to use the Destiny of the Central Plains Dynasty to rise above the Ten Races and become a Divine Being. I wanted to use the Destiny of the Holy Netherworld to attain a method for eternal life."

"Three years ago, I thought the same way she did. But the Three Religions were insufferable. They targeted the Great Yan relentlessly, secretly sabotaging us at every turn. I had no choice but to forge a new path. Martial Artists, the Taoist Sect, the Confucian Temple, the Buddhist Family... they are nothing but pawns for the Saint Ancestor Masters.

As things had come to this, I had no choice but to use them as nourishment for my path to eternal life. The Destiny of the Three Religions is concentrated upon the Nine Sons, but ultimately, only one can win the favor of the Three Religions.

Everything was proceeding perfectly. I was just one final step away from success!"

"You treacherous son! Why couldn’t you just die and pave the way for my ascension!"

"A Martial Artist’s path of cultivation has almost no weaknesses. I was reluctant to merge my Flesh Body with the Divine Pearl, so I could only supplement it with Destiny. By destroying my body today, you have undoubtedly made the decision for me!"

After listening to Emperor Yong’an’s tirade, Lu Mingyuan had a much clearer picture of the truth.

’So that’s the truth of what happened.’

’So, Imperial Father defeated the Demon Country, believing it to be a great victory, but it was all just a setup orchestrated by the Monarch of the Great Netherworld. Witch Palace Language was nothing more than a disposable pawn. At the same time, my father was nearing the end of his lifespan. Desperate for a method of achieving long life, he had no choice but to strike a deal with her.’

’I don’t know what method of achieving long life he found, but it apparently allows one to gain immortality simply by devouring Destiny.’

’This method of achieving long life sounds incredibly bizarre, and it requires a massive amount of Destiny to fuel it.’

’So, Imperial Father set his sights on the Three Religions.’

’And began walking this current path of no return.’

Emperor Yong’an glanced at the dazzling black divine light beside him and said sinisterly, "Our little chat is over. Did you really think this was the end?"

"No, everything is just beginning!"

"Today, you wish to seek justice for Qi Xingyan, to clear your own name, to become the True Dragon Emperor of the entire Great Yan. Then allow me to be the one to shatter that little fantasy of yours!"

The reason he was willing to say so much to Lu Mingyuan was precisely to stall for time.

With the seal on the Divine Pearl now broken, the power of an Ancient God transformed into streams of pure, dark energy that coiled around the surface of his Divine Soul.

His aura began to surge dramatically.