Chapter 895: The Chosen One
Translator: Law Editor: Hitesh
Yao Mountain territory, on the mountainside of a nameless mountain…
Zhu Rong Tianming leaned against an old zelkova tree, gazing at the boundless plain area in the front with his eyes narrowed.
Bo Qiujia, Priest Corpse and a group of their disciples stood beside him. The skin of each of these cultivators was crystalline and sparkling, like peals and gemstones, that made them look like statues. Hundreds of Fire Qi Lin Clan warriors guarded in an area ahead with serious looks, and had been vigilantly looking around.
This was Yao Mountain territory, Ji Hao’s territory. These Fire Qi Lin Clan warriors understood that their master didn’t have a good relationship with Ear Yao, and even intensive conflicts had happened between Earl Yao and their masters. Zhu Rong Tianming came without an invitation and sneaked into Yao Mountain territory with a large group of warriors and cultivators. If a patrolling troop of Earl Yao territory discovered them, another intense fight would start.
Silently leaning against the old tree for quite long, a snow-white, fist-sized beautiful bird, which had three feet long and splendidly pretty, glowing tail feathers, descended from the sky.
Bo Qiujia reached out his fingers and let this beautiful bird landed on them. The bird pecked his finger with its light silver beak, then gave a beautiful silvery cry.
"Hmm, hmm…" Bo Qiujia nodded while listening to the bird. A while later, Bo Qiujia took out a faintly golden pill and put it into the bird’s mouth, then flicked his finger and sent the bird up into the sky. He turned around, smiled to Zhu Rong Tianming and said, "Prince, as we thought, Yi Shen hasn’t given up on Yao Mountain City yet. This time, he colluded with the non-humankind and sneakily gathered over a hundred thousand archers to ambush around Yao Mountain city. We don’t know what he intended to do."
Zhu Rong Tianming gave a vicious grin. A fire flood dragon coiling around his waist gave a deep roar and let out a dense sphere of flame. The flood dragon had already shown a sign of transformation from a flood dragon into a true dragon.
Zhu Rong Tianming laughed and coldly ordered, "Can we find any evidence of him colluding with the non-humankind?"
Bo Qiujia spread his hands, sighed slightly and responded, "He is extremely cautious. Although those non-humankind beings, who have intruded into Yao Mountain territory, are certainly related to him, they didn’t move together. Therefore…We can’t get evidence against him."
Helplessly shaking his head, Zhu Rong Tianming said with a dark face, "If we can’t find any evidence against him, we shall kill him directly. No one can betray me, not even Yi Shen! The prince of the Ten Sun Country, big deal?"
Priest Corpse’s face slightly darkened as well as he said in a cold voice, "Yi Shen should really die. Ever since the prehistorical era, no one could continue living a free life after tricking me!"
Priest Corpse, Bo Qiujia and the group of disciples of theirs all had sour faces now.
Tempted by an immortal life, Yi Shen agreed to become a disciple of Priest Corpse, and support Zhu Rong Tianming with all of his powers for attaining the throne of the human emperor. However, back in the war that happened in Pan Xi world, Zhu Rong Tianming’s performance was extremely lame, that caused severe damage to the group of princes who followed his lead. Since then, Yi Shen started to doubt Zhu Rong Tianming as well. Therefore, Yi Shen decided to compete for the throne himself after returning to Pan Gu world. Supported by Gong Gong Wuyou, Yi Shen told everyone that he was going to join the competition for the throne, and started an open recruitment for supporters and followers.
With the great power of Gong Gong Family as the dominator of Northern Wasteland, added with the domineering position of Ten Sun Country in Eastern Wasteland, Yi Shen’s group began growing rapidly once he set up the flag. By now, the momentum of Yi Shen had almost suppressed Zhu Rong Tianming.
With both rage and shame, Zhu Rong Tianming swore that he would kill Yi Shen. Priest Corpse and Bo Qiujia, who also felt that they were betrayed by Yi Shen, gathered a large group of elite disciples, followed Zhu Rong Tianming and tracked Yi Shen into Yao Mountain territory.
Priest Corpse clapped his hands. The faintly golden pair of palms banged together, generating a bright and resonant sound, seeming like a bell ring. Next, he said with that sulky face of his, "Let’s see what he’s going to do. If he intends to break Yao Mountain City, perhaps we can harvest an unexpected surprise."
Zhu Rong Tianming raised his eyebrows and curved his lips upwards, giving a few weird laughs.
"Best case scenario, Yi Shen kills Ji Hao, and then I kill Yi Shen…" Clicking his tongue, Zhu Rong Tianming said, "Man Man is so disappointing. If she is pregnant with Ji Hao’s child now, as an uncle of that child, I would reasonably take over Yao Mountain territory, wouldn’t I?"
Greedily glancing at the boundless and fertile plain area of Yao Mountain territory in the front, Zhu Rong Tianming continued murmuring to himself, "If I can raise an army in this place, if I can put billions of people in here and turn all of them into believers of yours, my tutors…"
The eyes of Priest Corpse and Bo Qiujia sparkled brightly, as they both gazed at the rich land of Yao Mountain territory with especially greedy looks.
A while later, Bo Qiujia mumbled to himself, "Isn’t that right? If we can make this land our own, I would be able to build a top-grade dojo in this place. If you, my prince, can attain the throne of the human emperor and make our sect the largest sect in the human world, letting all human beings worship our two master Shifu…Hehe!"
Priest Corpse patted gently on Zhu Rong Tianming’s shoulder, with his eyes shining strangely bright, then said with an extra serious tone, "Prince, perhaps, you can truly be immortal, and dominate the human world forever. As long as our sect becomes the largest sect in the human world, my prince, you will become the first immortal human emperor!"
Zhu Rong Tianming’s face was blushed as his nostrils expanded. He gasped quickly and heavily while staring at this land of Yao Mountain territory with a twisted face.
A long while later, Zhu Rong Tianming murmured, "I shall kill Yi Shen the first. This anger of mine will not fade if he stays alive!"
A rapidly flowing river flowed across this nameless mountain and the other few mountains. Down the mountain, the surface of the river was over three-thousand meters wide. The river surged and roared, creating thousands of differently sized whirlpools on the river surface.
While Zhu Rong Tianming silently swore to himself that he would kill Yi Shen no matter how, a thousands of meter tall water column suddenly rose from the river. Hundreds of Gong Gong Family warriors in black armors rushed hurriedly out from the water column, with Gong Gong Wuyou surrounded by them. Blood had been gushing out from Gong Gong Wuyou’s chest in streams.
Those warriors put Gong Gong Wuyou down under the mountain. A few female warriors ripped off his long shirt in a flurry, exposing his bleeding wound. Then, they hurriedly thrust all kinds of precious life-saving magic pills and ointments into his mouth.
Two Master Magi in long robes wielded their twisted, snake-like wands and started a weird dance around Gong Gong Wuyou while quickly incanting spells. Strong waves of power vibration transformed into frigid gusts of wind, blowing in all directions spirally.
In both shock and surprise, Zhu Rong Tianming stood on the mountainside, looking at Gong Gong Wuyou and his people who popped out from the river unexpectedly.
Slightly quivering, Zhu Rong Tianming laughed abruptly out loud and yelled, "I knew I’m the chosen one, Gong Gong Wuyou. Gong Gong Wuyou, you came to give your life to me! Without you, how can Yi Shen possibly compete against me for the throne?"
Bo Qiujia and Priest Corpse were seriously surprised as well. They never thought that Gong Gong Wuyou would show up in here!
More importantly, Gong Gong Wuyou was severely injured, and those guards and warriors around him hadn’t discovered Zhu Rong Tianming and the group of cultivators at all!
Remaining silent for a while, Priest Corpse raised his right hand high, then slapped straight down.
A shining, golden hand, three meters in radius, silently slapped down from the sky, violently landing on Gong Gong Wuyou and his warriors.
Followed by a thunderous boom, half a mountain was flattened by this strike of Priest Corpse.