The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 415 - 256: The Celestial Mandate Is Dim, Kyushu Is Devastated, the Four Seas in Turmoil? Then I’ll Just Become the Emperor.

Wei the Ninth single-handedly blocked the Celestial Gate, shattering the phantom of the Holy Nether Ancient God summoned by Emperor Yong’an.

It was impossible for any Divine Beings to breach Wei the Ninth’s defense and interfere from the heavens.

From this point on, he would rule the heavens, and Lu Mingyuan would rule the earth.

His majestic presence in the clouds, the sky-piercing Demonic Qi, and Lu Mingyuan’s impassioned speech drew the eyes of countless onlookers. Among them were many neutral observers, their minds suddenly filled with far too many questions.

"Who is that? Is he another one of His Highness’s allies?"

"Whose power is this Demonic Qi? Don’t tell me it’s the Holy Emperor’s?"

"Has the Holy Emperor truly colluded with the Witch? How else can you explain this power? Such a bizarre and evil energy could only come from a Cultivation Technique of the Holy Netherworld."

"I’m afraid what the Crown Prince said is true. He was genuinely framed and confined to the Cold Palace, and the Holy Emperor was the one who actually let the Demoness go."

Only now did it dawn on everyone, and they began to recall many details they had previously overlooked.

The deaths of the various Princes had been rather strange, yet the Holy Emperor, their own father, had seemed so unnervingly calm.

For many years, he had refused to name a successor in the Eastern Palace. The Holy Emperor must have been plotting something behind the scenes.

He didn’t need a Crown Prince because he had never intended to give up his throne.

It was only after facing the combined opposition of the Three Religions that he had wised up and laid low.

In that moment, many of the sharper minds present began to piece together the key parts of the puzzle.

Lu Mingyuan, however, had no time to observe the shifting expressions on their faces. He took a single step forward, his body radiating a boundless Momentum. His long, black hair rapidly changed color, and with a crackling hiss, the power of Thunder instantly enveloped his entire body as his hair whipped in the wind.

Wielding the Famous Sword Yang Su, he charged toward Emperor Yong’an.

Fairy Ci Hang, Sui Yuqing, frowned, the vermilion mark between her brows standing out sharply. She flicked her duster and murmured softly:

’This man... he looks so familiar.’

’Could it be... that the Crown Prince is the white-haired man from the Wilderness Cave Heaven!’

At that moment, Sui Yuqing’s eyes widened as she suddenly understood.

A flood of memories rushed through her mind.

The brilliant flash of Saber Qi that had pierced the sky above Yingsha Ancient City.

The Human Race prodigy whose boundless Sword Intent let him stand peerless in the world.

His terrifying feat of slaying eighteen Demon Kings and decapitating a mighty Demon Venerable.

She was finally certain in her heart: Lu Mingyuan was the Human Race prodigy who had carved a bloody path through the Wilderness Cave Heaven and saved countless Cultivators in Yingsha Ancient City!

At Sui Yuqing’s realization, many other Cultivators in the crowd also put the pieces together.

The expedition to the Wilderness Cave Heaven had included many Three Academy Cultivators, so of course, they had heard the stories of what happened in Yingsha Ancient City.

At the time, the prodigies and experts from the various great Dynasties had been teleported to different locations.

A large number of them were herded toward Yingsha Ancient City, as the Demon Race had gone to great pains to orchestrate the annihilation of the Central Plains’ Human Clan’s younger generation.

If that white-haired, saber-wielding man hadn’t intervened, the Human Race prodigies in Yingsha Ancient City would have likely been completely annihilated.

"The one who slew the Demon Venerable?"

"Yes, that’s him."

[Absorbing Destiny from the Li Sheng Lineage. Trait "True Martial" triggered. Cultivation has been temporarily advanced to the Early Stage of the Celestial Human Realm.]

Relying on his "Martial Saint" Fate Grid, Lu Mingyuan’s aura climbed higher with every step he took.

He began absorbing the Destiny nurtured within the Ritual Saint Jade Hairpin, temporarily breaking into the Twelfth Realm.

Then, a Giant Dragon of Destiny, formed of Golden Qilin and seeming both tangible and intangible, suddenly manifested. The mountain-sized behemoth coiled above Jubei City, appearing behind Lu Mingyuan.

Its draconic head loomed over the majestic Imperial Capital City, unleashing a world-shaking roar that echoed out from the Central Imperial City in all directions, across the entire land!

ROAR!!

Seeing this, Emperor Yong’an finally understood. "Treacherous son!" he roared. "You dare steal their Destiny and make it your own!"

He finally understood. No wonder Qi Xingyan had so obediently agreed to travel to the Celestial Profound Continent. It turned out he had left a contingency, entrusting the core heirloom of the Li Sheng Lineage to Lu Mingyuan.

If he weren’t Lu Mingyuan’s father, he would have suspected the boy was actually Qi Xingyan’s own flesh and blood.

’But by what right?!’

’He, an Emperor, had spent more than sixty years of blood, sweat, and tears to finally achieve his current status and power. Yet that boy had spent a mere three years hiding in the Cold Palace, simply laying low, and had obtained everything. Even a great Saint and Sage like Qi Xingyan was willing to die for him, to pave his path!’

’In just three years, he went from being a mere mortal, an ant, to a Twelfth Realm Martial Artist.’

’He refused to believe Lu Mingyuan could have accomplished so much, so quickly, without help.’

Lu Mingyuan’s response to Emperor Yong’an’s fury was a single, unstoppable slash of his saber.

A stunning blade of light flashed forth.

It was a single, perfect strike, combining his Sword Intent, the Thunder Prison Saber Scripture, the power of his Fate Grid, and the century of killing intent steeped into Yang Su itself.

A strike that vowed to sever everything in its path!

As the blade flashed past, the deafening ring of the steel entered the ears of every Cultivator present. It was nothing short of soul-shaking.

Emperor Yong’an sensed the immense power in this strike. His Ancient God Power had already broken through the seal of the Great Flame Dragon Wall, and restoring the Grand Array would take a significant amount of time.

For now, he could only rely on himself.

Emperor Yong’an vanished from his spot with incredible speed, attempting to dodge the attack.

Without the power of the Ancient God-Demon Bead, relying on his Martial Arts Cultivation alone, he would be no match for Lu Mingyuan.

’Even the Great Nether Empress couldn’t defeat him, so I certainly can’t either.’

’However, I can still outsmart him.’

Emperor Yong’an pulled a stone shaped like a Jade Pendant from his imperial sleeve. Golden and black light instantly swirled in his palm as he thrust it toward the incoming blade of light.

HISS!