Hei Jiao thought to himself that the concealment was indeed quite deep.
At this moment, Pudu Cihang also spotted the several Old Men, and his heart tightened. However, he dared not divert his attention, as the thunder tribulation had already descended.
Whether it was due to being a demon or because of excessive bloodshed, the power of the thunder tribulation was immense. Thick bolts of lightning struck him like water barrels, causing him to emit anguished cries as his body was charred and torn apart. The expressions of the Old Men grew serious.
The power was too strong; it was several times greater than what we faced back then. I believe we don’t even need to intervene; this demon will perish under the thunder tribulation.
We must not be careless. Have you not noticed? Despite his miserable state, he still possesses considerable vitality.
So what? Even if he survives, he will likely be severely injured.
No wonder he wanted to kill the emperor; he absorbed Dragon Qi and sought after the dragon’s power. How foolish can the emperor be? He actually granted him the position of national advisor. Otherwise, with Dragon Qi protecting him, the demon would be unable to harm him at all.
One of the Old Men was somewhat exasperated.
Now that people have died, it’s pointless to say more; we can just choose another emperor.
To them, an emperor was merely a figurehead who could be replaced at any time.
The heavens rumbled as if in anger, with bolts of lightning striking down fiercely. The centipede had fallen silent, its body flickering with electricity, and one could even smell a hint of roasted flesh.
The citizens of the capital had long since hidden in their homes, trembling under their blankets; they had never witnessed such terrifying divine wrath.
Zhang Zhu Fu had already parked a carriage in front of the door, where Qin Wan'er sat inside. Zhang Zhu stood atop the carriage, looking up at Pudu Cihang undergoing his tribulation along with the several Old Men. His heart sank; this was about to escalate into a major battle.
She looked around carefully but surprisingly did not see Hei Jiao, which puzzled her.
"Your Highness, shall we?" Guan Mama asked.
Zhang Zhu's gaze darkened. "We need to leave for Guobei County immediately."
"Yes, Your Highness." Guan Mama perked up, nodding in agreement. She was acutely aware of the dangers in the capital and was eager to leave as soon as possible.
Zhang Zhu climbed into the carriage, which rattled forward at a brisk pace.
At the entrance, Bai Fu asked, "What should we do now, Qing Gu Niang?"
"Of course, we follow to Guobei County," Xiao Qing replied cheerfully. She was excited to be reunited with her sister. With a quick push off her toes, she hurried after the carriage.
Hei Jiao kept a close watch on Zhang Zhu's movements and saw her leave the city to join several thousand members of the Feng Yi Army. He then noticed Xiao Qing following along and felt a bit more at ease.
He turned his attention back to Pudu Cihang, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Pudu Cihang had to die at his hands. He had no intention of collaborating with Pudu Cihang; associating with a Buddhist Monster was far too dangerous.
Additionally, he needed to verify something.
Black Jiao Long's eyes glimmered as he observed the centipede spirit beginning to transform. Its body grew rounder, scales emerging on its skin as its head began to turn toward Jiao Long.
Clearly, it could no longer become a dragon; it could only ascend to become a Jiao Long.
Pudu Cihang opened his mouth and roared, emitting a Long Yin sound.
Damn it, he had become a True Dragon after all.
Hmph, even if he did become a True Dragon, it would still be a dead end for him.
The faces of several Old Men grew increasingly grim as they fixed their gazes on the center of the thunder tribulation.
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