N-A-A Chapter 1831 Stealing His Merit
Chapter 1831 Stealing His Merit
Zhou Shiyue vomited blood!
When the emperor saw this scene, he felt his blood boil!
Although he had thought about killing Zhou Shiyue before, he had never actually taken action. Subconsciously, he always felt that Zhou Shiyue would be very difficult to kill.
Another point is that killing Zhou Shiyue could be a big deal with terrible consequences.
But now that he was actually seeing with his own eyes that Zhou Shiyue's life was about to end, the emperor's feelings were a mix of excitement and complexity.
He clenched his fists tightly, then hid them in his sleeves, as if afraid that someone would see his unsteady demeanor.
But even the emperor couldn't say whether he was happy or looking forward to it.
His heart was pounding in his throat, threatening to leap out at any moment, so he could only keep his mouth tightly shut.
Master Yu's eyes also gleamed.
He is done!
Hahaha!
He succeeded! He killed the Prince of Jin!
Master Yu and his junior sister exchanged a glance. Their willingness to help the emperor kill Prince Jin wasn't without its own ulterior motives.
They want the golden light of the King of Jin's merits!
Now that they have killed the Prince of Jin, they can use secret methods and talismans to steal the golden light of merit from him.
"Senior brother!" Junior Sister Yu Zhenren reminded her in a deep voice, and quickly turned around, pulling out a black chain from her waist.
"Right now!"
Master Yu quickly took out several talismans.
He handled these talismans quite carefully; they looked like very precious talismans.
He threw the talismans at Zhou Shiyue.
"Activate the rune array!"
Brush brush!
The talismans flew up quickly and stopped at Zhou Shiyue's chest height. The talismans vibrated slightly, as if they had sensed some kind of energy.
"Ah Yue!"
The retired emperor was furious when he saw this.
He tried to rush towards Zhou Shiyue, but as soon as he moved, white vapor began to continuously leak from the spot where the bronze sword had pierced him.
His figure also faded considerably.
He couldn't move at all.
In that instant, the Emperor Emeritus knew very well that if he rushed over like that, his soul power would also dissipate.
He was originally a wisp of soul protected by Master Ling.
But he gritted his teeth, struggled to his feet, and charged toward Master Yu.
At that moment, in the ancestral temple, on the offering table in the side hall, there was a slight click.
Logically speaking, such a slight noise should not be easily heard, but Jiechi happened to be chanting scriptures there, so he heard it.
Jie looked up and saw that the Emperor Emeritus's tablet had suddenly cracked at the top.
"Brother!"
He jumped to his feet and shouted "Sizhen!"
In that short time, the crack in the memorial tablet widened by another inch.
Jie was shocked and, without thinking, rushed over and pressed down on both sides of the memorial tablet with both hands, shouting, "It can't crack, it can't crack!"
Didn't Benefactor Lu say he was a born spirit? He said he could exorcise demons and monsters. Is there some evil spirit attacking the Emperor Emeritus's memorial tablet? Since he's protecting it so much, can't he prevent those evil spirits from getting close?
Strange to say.
The Emperor Emeritus was rushing toward Master Yu when white energy began to drain from his wound, and his vision began to darken. He fell to the ground before he could reach Master Yu.
Just when the retired emperor thought he was about to die, the white aura around his body seemed to be sealed off and stopped flowing away instantly.
He was able to retain some of his sobriety.
However, the retired emperor disregarded his own strange appearance and looked at Zhou Shiyue.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhou Shiyue was trapped by the talisman array.
But he didn't move; he just stood there with his head down.
The talismans hovered around him, now faintly glowing with a black light.
Those were actually several more talismans drawn on black paper.
Black paper, red runes.
Now, the talisman light flickers faintly, and it seems to be permeated with a dark aura. The dark aura floats between the talismans, and it looks like it is slowly forming a barrier to surround Zhou Shiyue.
The entire palace began to feel chilly.
In the eyes of Master Yu and his sister, the golden light emanating from Zhou Shiyue gradually became even more dazzling.
A greedy glint appeared in the eyes of both the senior and junior disciples.
I'm coming.
This is normal. These golden rays of merit will gradually peel away from Zhou Shiyue's body first, and then be completely absorbed by those talismans.
Finally, all they need to do is retrieve the talisman, find a suitable place, and refine it!
Their plan was about to be completed.
At this moment, Master Yu couldn't care less about the emperor.
Zhou Shihuan suddenly groaned, his body trembled, and he knelt down with a thud.
But at the last second, he braced himself on the ground with one hand and knelt down on one knee.
The moment the golden light of merit on his body is completely stripped away, that's when he will die instantly.
The retired emperor suddenly gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure the pain, and revealed himself.
As soon as he appeared, he roared at the emperor, "Emperor! That's your own brother! Tell them to stop! If you let these evil cultivators kill A-Yue, I'll take you with me before my soul is scattered!"
The emperor was already extremely nervous, and when he suddenly heard his father's angry scolding, he instinctively looked over.
Upon seeing this, his eyes nearly bulged out.
"Father, Father Emperor?!"
When Master Yu mentioned ghosts, he had guessed it might be his father, but since he hadn't confirmed it, he kept telling himself that unless he saw it with his own eyes, it couldn't be ghosts.
But he could no longer deceive himself; he had truly seen his father!
His father was staring intently at him, as if he were about to pounce on him and slap him to the ground at any moment.
The feeling of being suppressed by the emperor emeritus since childhood uncontrollably surfaced in my mind.
"That's A-Yue, your own younger brother!"
The retired emperor shouted angrily.
The emperor shuddered, then looked at Zhou Shiyue inside the talisman array.
At that moment, Zhou Shiyue slowly raised his head.
His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and even his lips had lost all color, but his eyes were like a calm, cold pool.
The emperor's heart trembled, trembled violently.
His mind was blank, and he suddenly lost control, shouting at Master Yu, "Stop! Lock him up first!"
Master Yu and his fellow disciples seemed not to hear his voice and continued with their own affairs.
Master Yu cut his palm, muttered incantations, and sprinkled a few drops of blood toward Zhou Shiyue.
A hissing sound rang out, and black smoke rose up.
His junior sister, meanwhile, held the black chain in a circle on the ground and was chanting incantations.
A wisp of black mist emerged from the black circle, writhing like a living snake.
The emperor, seeing this scene, suddenly felt it was very strange. He didn't know where he got the courage, but he suddenly pushed aside the imperial guards protecting him and ran towards them.
"I told you to stop! Are you deaf?!"