Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 245: Moral Kidnapping, Massacre

"Boom..."

Hundreds of Grand Venerable-level puppets emitted a deathly gray True Qi and a sharp, emotionless Martial Dao momentum. Like a gust of wind sweeping through the clouds, they swept around the Fentian Tower from the foot of the mountain.

All the participants in the illusion trial of the Fentian Tower along the way tried to resist, but whether it was their "lifeblood soldiers," "lifeblood treasures," or their mysterious and unpredictable martial arts, they were all as fragile as tofu under the absolute and unparalleled power, unable to withstand a single blow!

This cheating-like behavior filled people with despair.

Screams and flying rocks filled the air, curses intertwined with trees and fallen leaves. One after another, figures were sent flying out. Those with deep realms and excellent lightness skills could dodge under heavy injuries, but those with low cultivation bases died on the spot!

The male and female puppets, who only knew cold-blooded killing, continued their indiscriminate attacks. The area in front of the Fentian Tower had become a tragic scene.

"Jiang Yuqing! Stop!"

In the distance, more than ten experts from the Taiping Palace rushed over, carrying the same powerful Heavenly Dao momentum.

"Senior, help! Jiang family's kid has gone mad!"

A group of struggling trial disciples, in their desperation, seemed to have grasped a lifeline and shouted in anger.

Among the group of puppets, Xin Zhuo held several flags with complex patterns and vigorously waved one of them. Nearly a hundred Grand Venerable puppets bounced and headed straight for the experts from the Taiping Palace to intercept them.

Meanwhile, the attacks continued.

Hundreds of trial disciples had already fallen!

Feng Jian, Qin Yi, Xiao Ran, Si Linan, Lu Yun, and other experts gathered together, their expressions gloomy as they stared intently at the puppets chasing after other trial disciples. They keenly noticed Jiang Yuqing, the manipulator in the middle.

"This bastard is beyond comprehension. On the night of his wedding, instead of accompanying his bride, he came to the Fentian Tower to kill. Who would believe it?"

"They are all Grand Venerable puppets. Their usage time is limited. If the manipulator dies, it will all be in vain. Capture the thief first, then capture the king. Kill!"

More than ten figures displayed strange body techniques, moving and circling around the group of Grand Venerable puppets, heading straight for Xin Zhuo in the middle.

Xin Zhuo immediately sensed the inexplicable group of people approaching. A smile curved at the corner of his mouth as he drew a huge sword from his waist. With a flash of his figure, he went straight to meet them. Before he even arrived, he raised the giant sword in his hand, his voice thunderous, fully focused as he swung it down: "Everyone, watch my sword!"

This sword seemed to possess a terrifying power, instantly causing the more than ten people to freeze for a moment. They involuntarily took a step forward, knees softening, as if preparing to catch the sword with both hands. Although they realized it in an instant, it was already too late.

Thirty Grand Venerable puppets from both sides swooped down!

"Bang bang bang..."

More than ten people were sent flying simultaneously. In mid-air, their abdomens were injured, blood spurted from their mouths, their heads were dizzy, and their faces were filled with extreme fear.

What kind of Sword Technique did that kid use? Why did it make people lose control of their bodies?

Supernatural Power, how eerie!

"Bang..."

One by one, they fell to the ground, struggling to get up, only to be forcefully stomped on the chest by the puppets, their ribs breaking, almost losing their breath.

At this moment, there was no one standing in all directions, bodies and injured people scattered everywhere, cries of pain filling the air.

Shangguan Fanqing lay cleverly under the pile of people, revealing a pair of eyes to observe the surroundings. He wanted to shout for his second brother, but he feared that those puppets wouldn't recognize their own kin. So he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Xin Zhuo had already arrived in front of Qin Yi, Feng Jian, and Si Linan Yan, lowering his head curiously to observe. To be honest, he didn't know who these people were, but they were vaguely among the crowd that besieged the Jiang family during the day.

Unfortunately, there were no practitioners with True Qi.

"Jiang Yuqing, by offending the Martial Dao families and the hidden sects of the world, aren't you afraid of death?" Qin Yi struggled to prop himself up with his elbow, his anger reaching its peak.

"No! I have great respect for the Martial Dao families and the hidden sects of the world. I just look down on all of you! What kind of things are you!"

A foot stomped heavily on Qin Yi's face. Ignoring everyone else, she waved her flag towards the Fengtian Tower and shouted, "One, two, attack!"

Two hundred and thirty-four Venerable puppets surrounded the Fengtian Tower, unleashing colorful and dazzling Daoist light that was icy cold.

"Boom!"

The entire Fengtian Tower shook violently, emitting a strong wave of suppression.

"One, two... Boom!"

The Fengtian Tower shook violently again, and the entire mountain peak trembled along with it.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After a moment, the Fengtian Tower teetered, emitting a piercing "creak" sound. Strange ripples continued to spread, sweeping in all directions.

"It still hasn't fallen?"

Just as Xin Zhuo was about to give another order, he suddenly saw a dazzling light emanating from the tower. A huge, peculiar lotus flower, shining brightly, emerged from it.

It seemed like a rare object between heaven and earth, exuding a strong sense of antiquity and vitality, Sword Qi and hostility intertwined. With a buzzing sound, the lotus flower quickly bloomed, spitting out a golden mass resembling a sunflower.

Xin Zhuo's eyes lit up. Could this be the "Diagram of the Sword Formation Remnant Lotus" that the old lady mentioned? It's true that it can manifest itself under great power.

With a step, he ghostly arrived next to the remnant lotus, grabbing it. He felt a sharp and intense aura shooting up, causing his hand to ache. Upon closer inspection, it was a lotus seed, but as hard as iron, very peculiar.

"Jiang Yuqing! That's enough! If it weren't for your mother's reputation, how could I allow you to act recklessly?"

In the distance, a familiar, resonant voice, like that of a grand bell, suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of anger.

"Tai Ping Palace Master, Earth Immortals realm!"

Xin Zhuo's heart stirred, he put on his "Lotus Armor," jumped down from the Fengtian Tower, and arrived next to Qin Yi and the others. With one kick each, he sent the group of people flying, then smiled and said, "Senior Master, I am about to go on a campaign. I heard that there are enemy spies among the disciples undergoing the trial in the Fengtian Tower, so I came to capture them. Hmm, they have already been killed. I bid farewell, and won't disturb you!"

With a step, he arrived on the shoulder of an old man puppet, glanced in the direction of Ji Jiuwei's mountain peak, and then vigorously waved his flag, leading a large group of Venerable puppets, rushing straight down the mountain.

At this moment, there was a wailing and chaotic scene beneath the Fengtian Tower, a scene too horrifying to bear witness to.

A group of experts from the Tai Ping Palace who came to rescue were barely able to break free from the puppets, looking extremely embarrassed. They couldn't help but express their dissatisfaction in anger, "Palace Master, why aren't Earth Immortals and the Divine Dao Child taking action?"

"Tai Ping Palace is facing such a calamity! Treat the wounded! Jin Lian will give birth to another one, and the trial in the Fengtian Tower will continue tomorrow..."

That resonant voice, like a grand bell, gradually faded away.

...

"Boom..."

Vermillion Bird District.

The residence of Right Assistant Minister Song Gui had almost turned into ruins, with buildings collapsing, artificial mountains breaking into the lotus pond, and the main hall and inner chambers in a mess.

Servants and maidservants scattered in panic.

Song Gui, along with a group of family members, daughters, and his wife, hid in a corner.

In an instant, he seemed to have aged ten years, with disheveled hair. It was unclear whether he was angry or frightened, but his pale face was terrifying. Listening to the cries of women and children in his ears, he felt restless. He simply roared at the hundreds of terrifying figures outside who were randomly smashing and smashing, "Jiang Yuqing! You have the audacity, I will definitely report you to the authorities and bring down your Jiang family!"

"Report your mother! The emperor said he was deceived by treacherous officials! And that treacherous official is you! Daddy Qing Jun is here, daddy is righteous!"

Outside, Xin Zhuo's mocking laughter could be heard, followed by a terrifying Martial Dao momentum rushing over. The family couldn't dodge in time and were thrown all over the place, their chins hurting from the impact.

Old Guan'er was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Jiang Yuqing. That kid was either clever or never suffered a loss.

...

"Qing Jun is here! Treacherous officials, die!"

In the home of the Minister of War, Lu Zhizhong, the second round of pots, the magnificent buildings collapsed one by one, and there were screams and cries everywhere.

The unlucky Minister Lu had his leg crushed by a boulder, and he wailed, "Prince, stop it! I was also harmed by treacherous officials!"

Beside him, Lu Jiu's face changed constantly as he desperately tried to remove the stones from the old man's body.

...

"The Qing Emperor has arrived!"

Next is the residence of General Tuoba Gui, the commander of the Shen Ce Army.

Rocks are flying, buildings are collapsing, and people are screaming.

"Jiang Yuqing!"

The furious and helpless veteran general can only roar at the sky.

Among the women and children, Tuoba Linger's hair is disheveled as she stares blankly at the terrifying figures in front of her, recalling the scene in the forbidden area of Jiuluan Mountain.

Why does this Jiang Yuqing always do things differently from others? What is he thinking?

...

Next, it is the Wangfu (princely residence) of Prince Mengyang County and Prince Nanling. The two Wangfu are grand in scale, with palaces rising and falling, and thousands of servants, attendants, concubines, and ladies.

At this moment, they have suffered devastating blows, like scattered soldiers charging into battle, with houses collapsing and crowds fleeing like dogs in a panic.

The two old princes, fearing for their lives, have already fled to the imperial city with their personal guards.

Ji Cunxiao and Ji Ligu, who are left behind to resist Jiang Yuqing, are in a state of disarray, accompanied by their skilled family members, and they meet in a place, wordlessly looking at each other.

Looking up at the hundreds of terrifying puppets still wreaking havoc in front of them, Ji Cunxiao sighs deeply, "Is there no fun in this?"

"Are you full and bored? Fun my foot!"

Ji Ligu, with a bold and generous personality, also has red eyes at this moment. "Daddy really can't understand why Jiang Yuqing dares to do this? How can he do this? The Jiang family's puppets are the last heritage of the Jiang family. They can only last for a little over two hours, and it will take at least two to three years to replenish their energy afterwards. After using them up this time, does the Jiang family still need to exist? I..."

Before finishing her words, dozens of terrifying and lifeless auras come crashing towards them.

The two of them exclaim in shock, desperately dodging with the skilled experts by their side.

"Boom..."

A huge loft behind them, several hundred years old, instantly crumbles.

...

Xin Zhuo has arrived at the last residence of the Left Minister Leng Hu Pi. This person is the emperor's right-hand man, the actual ruler of the empire. The buildings in his residence may not be luxurious, but they are very tasteful, showing careful construction.

However, at this moment, not even half a person can be seen.

"He's quite a cunning old fox! Tear it down for me!"

Hundreds of puppets, like bulldozers, sweep through, destroying everything in their path!

(End of this chapter)