Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 1219 Poor Little Night Tomb

"The Tiangong clan has a grand ceremony, you go with me." The tall man has a scar that runs through his entire face from top to bottom. The clothes he wears are also very strange, and blood-colored liquid is constantly dripping down.

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After just standing here for a while, a small pool of liquid appeared on the ground, which looked like a pool of fresh blood.

Yezuka, who had just become an Emperor but was still in a state of unstable cultivation, raised his head and glanced at the man. His voice was muffled and somewhat unclear: "I understand."

"This ceremony is not just for fun." The man lowered his eyes and looked at Yezuka. He slowly raised his left hand and pointed his fingers towards Yezuka's eyebrows.

Yatsuka stood motionless, his perverse eyes unexpectedly calm at this moment.

He seemed to be waiting for a destined ending without even blinking his eyes.

The man's fingers left a bloody mark on Yezuka's eyebrows, and he said, "This is the art of exchanging lives."

Yazuka let out a soft cry, with the same indifference and cruelty as the man.

Xu Shi didn't wait for the man's next words. Yezuka asked softly: "When your life is in danger, are you going to trade my life for yours?"

"Otherwise?" The man sneered coldly and asked.

Otherwise, he would have known it would be like this.

There was no fluctuation in Yezuka's eyes at all, even though the man in front of him was related to him by blood.

You should have gotten used to it.

When the man urged him to practice and punished him severely for slacking off in practice, he knew that he could not hope to feel tenderness in this man.

It is impossible for them to have warm and harmonious moments like an ordinary father and son.

What filled the gap between them was endless demands and punishments and whippings for even the slightest dissatisfaction.

There are still residual whip marks on Yatsuka's body, which he cannot get rid of even after becoming the Emperor.

He almost couldn't remember why he was beaten by the man. The only thing left in his memory seemed to be the torture that hurt his soul.

Now, he has finally become an emperor, but he still cannot get rid of the shackles of men.

Emperor Zun is already the top fighting force in the world. The man who is also Emperor Zun is worried that he is out of control, so it is not surprising that he left such a secret technique to him.

After all, he was born to serve men from the beginning.

Yatsuka also had some reluctance in his heart, but all his reluctance resulted from the repeated torture and inability to escape from his fate.

It doesn't matter, just live in confusion and wait for the day to end your life.

It’s enough to give back the life a man gave him, right? Yatsuka thought to himself.

If you never hope, you will never be disappointed. Yezuka's eyes are always calm.

"This trip is very dangerous, why?" he asked.

If it wasn't dangerous, men wouldn't use this secret technique, at least not so quickly.

It was too hasty, and their original destination was not the Tiangong clan.

According to what the man said, that race has a kind of disgusting warmth, which is not a warmth that bugs like them can expect.

They don't do good things, but they won't touch the Tiangong clan's minefields, not because they are afraid of the Tiangong clan, but because they don't want to deal with that race.

Dealing with that race will burn those who live in darkness.

"Why why? Is that what you can ask?" The man interrupted Yezuka and scoffed coldly, looking at Yezuka without any warmth in his eyes. "It seems that I haven't dealt with you for so long that you have forgotten the rules.

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Yazuka said nothing, but the man had no intention of letting Yazuka go. He took out his whip and hit Yazuka hard.

The whip was very painful, and the man used his full strength. The full strength of one Emperor was not something that another Emperor who had no defense at all could withstand.

Yatsuka tasted the fishy sweetness on the tip of his tongue, and the liquid that surged up from his throat made him extremely uncomfortable, but he did not hum a word.

Men don't like the sound he makes, and Yazuka knows this.

The look he looked at the man wasn't even disgusting, but calm and plain. He wasn't looking at a stranger, but he didn't have much emotion.

"What? The little wolf cub doesn't accept it?" The man folded the whip and tapped Yatsuka's cheek.

"Don't dare." Yezuka said, suppressing the sweetness rising in his throat.

"It's because I don't dare, not because I don't want to." The man chuckled, but there was no anger in his emotionless eyes.

He just tapped Yatsuka's cheek with the whip again and walked away from here.

Yazuka, who stayed where he was, looked at the pool of bloody liquid left by the man, and doubts finally appeared in his eyes.

This time, it seemed to end a little too quickly, which is not a man's character.

No punishment ends so quickly.

Yatsuka sat down cross-legged to calm down the surging blood energy in his body. When the blood energy calmed down and his newly promoted cultivation became more stable, he opened his eyes and saw the man who had returned.

The man met his eyes and commented coldly: "Trash."

Yatsuka said nothing.

He has become accustomed to not talking too much in front of men and making too many mistakes. After all, they will not be as close as an ordinary father and son, and he will not be able to get his father's broad and reliable shoulders.

"Eat quickly, we'll be on our way after eating." The man threw a roast chicken in front of Yatsuka, and then disappeared to nowhere.

Yatsuka tore off a chicken leg and still said nothing.

After every punishment, there seemed to be a roasted chicken that was burnt black and tasted extremely bad. Yatsuka never told the man that the roasted chicken tasted terrible, just like he had never told the man about his cultivation level.

No more food is needed.

Nothing necessary.

After silently finishing a whole unpalatable roast chicken, Yatsuka sat there and stared at the pool of blood-colored liquid on the ground. Oh, there are two pools now.

The man's clothes have always been so strange, but fortunately he has never asked himself to wear such strange clothes. Yatsuka's thoughts spread.

Having said that, the man didn't seem to give him an answer as to why it would be dangerous to go to the Tiangong Clan.

They have not touched the things that the Tiangong clan does not allow the monks of Huanyu to do, and logically speaking, they will not be chased and beaten by the Tiangong clan.

Although the Tiangong clan is a bit domineering and arrogant, that race is still a very reasonable race.

The relationship between that race is extremely harmonious. I heard that fathers there would lift their sons up and let them "ride big horses."

But what does this have to do with him? Yezuka lowered his eyes, moved his eyes away from the bloody liquid, and quickly moved back again.

"What else will you do besides standing around stupidly?" A cursing voice sounded, and the man came back at some point. "I beat you stupid with a whip, and you don't even know how to follow me?"

Yatsuka let out a light ooh and quickly followed the man.

There was no accommodating the man's speed, and Yatsuka would never ask the man to slow down.

He is just an accidental product, a tool that does not please men and ultimately returns this life to men.

Even if he is already an Emperor, this will not change.

(End of chapter)