Chapter 2

In the Eastern Divine Continent, there are three thousand immortal realms!

In these three thousand immortal realms, each has a guardian immortal sitting in charge!

The Kingdom of Wu in the Eastern Mountains is one of them.

In the dead of night, in the capital of Wu, the imperial city, and the inner palace.

Deep within the Xihedian Hall, the ministers had already dispersed.

Inside the hall, only a single red candle was lit, the flickering flame casting eerie shadows on the walls.

Xifei was already fully dressed, her alluring face no longer pitiful but cold and enchanting. A hint of excitement lurked in the depths of her eyes.

"Thank you, Master, for your help today!"

Xifei knelt on the ground, devoutly bowing.

"You are my disciple. Deposing an emperor and a crown prince is but a trivial matter for a cultivator, not worth mentioning. Tomorrow, I will issue my command to have Yuanhao ascend the throne."

Inside the Xihedian Hall, only Xifei was present. The voice of the Immortal Haotian, which seemed to come from nowhere, was filled with profound indifference.

Yuanhao is Xifei's eldest son.

"Thank you again, Master! Xifei will serve you well." Xifei's delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes flashing.

"Yuanhao has my bloodline. Although he lacks the talent for cultivation, I cannot let him live an ordinary life. Being an emperor in the mortal world is quite fitting."

If this news were to spread, it would surely shock the world. Xifei's eldest son, Yuanhao, is actually the son of the Immortal Haotian.

The relationship between these two is truly chaotic.

"Master, I am still worried. Wu Yu has always been a rebellious son, very cunning. Although his martial arts have been completely destroyed and he has been exiled to the military, I am always concerned that he might rise again." Xifei's eyes, illuminated by the candlelight, glinted with a hint of blood-red.

"Rest assured, I have already sent 'Wanqing' to intercept and kill him. I guarantee he won't survive until tomorrow. I never leave any loose ends."

"Wanqing, Senior Sister!"

Xifei shuddered. She was also afraid of that woman.

In the dark corners of the Wu Kingdom's imperial palace, people often went missing. It was rumored that a giant snake lived in the palace, swallowing people alive.

...

"Crack! Crack!"

It must have been a mountain road, as the prison cart jolted violently.

The soul-severing powder had completely destroyed Wu Yu's foundation overnight.

At the fifth level of martial arts, one forges flesh, grinds tendons, refines bones, strengthens internally, and changes blood. After the heavenly blood change, Wu Yu possessed the strength of fifty warhorses, often charging alone on the battlefield, capturing the enemy's leader, and no one could stand against him!

But now, his flesh, tendons, bones, internal organs, and battle blood were all destroyed, leaving him as weak as a chicken.

He勉强 opened his eyes. It must have been dawn, the sun not yet risen, and the surroundings were dim. About a hundred soldiers were escorting Wu Yu to the border.

A tall, dark-skinned centurion stood silently by Wu Yu's side.

The wheels rolled, and they soon entered a forest.

At that moment, the group was in chaos!

Wu Yu was startled and looked up. The narrow stone path in the forest made the formation stretch out, and it was still not fully light, so the situation ahead was unclear.

"A foul smell!"

This smell reminded Wu Yu of a battle with a neighboring country, where the enemy used a treasure to lure a monster to assassinate him. He had killed it on the spot, and only then did he realize it was a spider demon.

"Monster!" Only a monster could have this smell.

"Snake! Snake!"

From the front came heart-wrenching, blood-curdling screams.

The entire group was instantly in chaos.

"It's just a wild beast, no need to be afraid. Follow me and kill it!" The burly centurion drew his sword and shield, organizing the soldiers to charge forward. This stabilized the situation, but the screams continued, becoming even more tragic.

The monster's speed was incredibly fast. When Wu Yu stood up from the prison cart, his pupils constricted as he clearly saw it.

It was a green snake about fifteen feet long, with a body as thick as a tree trunk, a tongue that extended over three feet, and black venom dripping from its fangs, corroding the stones into large pits.

The demonic aura was terrifying!

Rip!

As the green snake charged, the soldiers' swords and spears struck its body without leaving a mark! Instead, the snake demon, having cultivated to a high level, bit, rammed, and devoured the soldiers. In a few breaths, some were swallowed alive, others torn apart, and still others thrown hundreds of feet away, their bodies shattered!

"Run, run!"

For a moment, it was like hell on earth.

Even the centurion was swallowed alive by the snake demon.

Less than fifteen people fled in panic, while the rest were torn to pieces by the snake demon.

"It's looking at me."

Wu Yu realized that although the snake demon was slaughtering the soldiers, its attention was on him.

Sure enough, when the soldiers fled, it did not chase them but slithered toward Wu Yu, indicating that he was its target.

In this world, there are mortals and immortals who descend to the mortal realm, whose purpose is to slay demons.

In the mortal world, beasts and birds absorb the essence of heaven and earth, cultivating into demons that harm people. This snake demon was certainly one of them and had clearly been around for some time.

As the snake demon approached, the foul smell became overwhelming.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, Wu Yu never expected the snake demon to transform right before his eyes!

The huge green snake began to shrink, its skin and flesh changing bit by bit, eventually transforming into a woman in green robes! The woman had long hair like a waterfall, a narrow face, a sharp chin, and upturned eyes. Her figure was graceful, but her snake-like aura was chilling.

"Wanqing."

Wu Yu recognized her. She was the disciple of the Immortal Haotian, often accompanying him.

This recognition was a huge shock to Wu Yu.

"The Immortal Haotian is a guardian immortal, whose duty is to slay demons. I never thought he would keep a snake demon!"

"In the past ten years, 1,368 people have gone missing in our capital. No one could find out why, but it must have been because of Wanqing!"

But Wu Yu understood that Wanqing's appearance here meant that the Immortal Haotian wanted to kill him.

Wanqing landed on the prison cart, her eerie demonic aura wrapping around his body like tentacles.

"Wu Yu, we meet again." Wanqing extended her long, red tongue, licking her dark red lips, her dark green eyes fixed on the delicious prey before her.

Seeing Wu Yu's expressionless face, she laughed eerily. "Today is your day of death. You should thank my master for sending you to the underworld to join your father. It took a lot of my master's elixirs to cleverly kill him."

"Ah."

No wonder his father, still in his prime, had aged and died within half a year.

The murder of his father! A blood feud!

The volcano of hatred raged within him.

"Haotian and Xifei, these beasts, are not surprising."

His father, though an emperor, had many women and children. The love he could give was limited. But a father is a father. He overcame opposition to make Wu Yu the crown prince, which was love!

"Unfortunately, I cannot repay his kindness."

Wanqing showed no mercy.

"Die!"

She extended her hands, which must have had the strength of ten thousand pounds, enough to tear Wu Yu apart!

"Monster!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the sky, followed by a flash of golden light.

"A cultivator!"

At that moment, Wanqing's face turned pale. Without a word, she abandoned Wu Yu and fled into the surrounding forest at terrifying speed. Not far away was a large river, and she dove into the depths, trembling and fighting for her life!

This sudden change, even for the resolute Wu Yu, left him stunned.

"Whoosh!"

A Daoist suddenly appeared before Wu Yu. The Daoist had black hair flying, deep eyes, and the appearance of a middle-aged man, extremely handsome. His eyes were filled with sword qi, and his body was surrounded by sword qi, causing the surrounding dust to fly. He held a golden longsword, which was terrifying, and even from a distance, one could feel the overwhelming sword qi.

"Letting this monster escape and causing such carnage!" The Daoist surveyed the surroundings, his sword qi intimidating.

Hope!

Wu Yu instantly reacted.

Wanqing had fled, and an immortal had arrived! A miraculous escape from certain death!