Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 322: 45 If the person you met first was me_2

Translator: 549690339

The direction they departed seemed to be towards the Northern State.

Zhao Huai suddenly remembered that within the Immortal Sect, they have been constantly dispatching disciples towards various entrances to Heaven and Earth, that is, the direction of the sacrificial altar.

Whether it’s the Western State or the Northern State, the Immortal Sect has always been trying hard to alleviate the situation, even if many people have died in the process.

When he was previously in the Ling Mountain, he had heard about quite a few sect disciples having disappeared in the direction of the Northern State.

As for the Western State, it was the same; that place might have already become a stronghold for the Demon Race.

He didn’t know when the next encounter would be.

…

Yangxin Palace.

Yu Qinghan sat on a silky golden cushion, with a pile of memorials strewn across the imperial desk. She looked very anxious.

“Your Majesty, the agreed time will soon arrive.”

Lu Zhu, standing by her side, gently reminded her.

A few days ago, the Devil Sect had issued a statement that within seven days, His Majesty must abdicate, or face the consequences.

The specifics of these consequences have yet to be made clear.

Recently, His Majesty has been embroiled in the scandal of birthing a child. The common people have been discussing this event and often unpleasant rumors can be heard, completely undermining the awe-inspiring authority the Empress of Xia had accumulated over a year.

“How is the investigation going?”

Yu Qinghan slapped a volume of documents onto the table and asked, tilting her head.

The court has already started to panic. Many memorials submitted by ministers avoided the harsh truth of the Empire’s current situation, instead reporting lies and hiding behind flattery. Some have even openly sworn allegiance to Changning King, which is something she can’t accept.

To understand the real situation, she could only rely on the investigations of the Black Guards in the capital city.

“Your Majesty, there are many unpleasant voices among the people. Some even say you are…it’s about you….”

As the conversation got to this point, even Lu Zhu found it hard to continue, her expression filled with panic.

“Say it, what is it?”

“They are saying…you are a loose woman!”Lu Zhu, eventually managed to blurt out, with her eyes tightly shut.

Hearing these words, Yu Qinghan’s expression remained calm as if it didn’t affect her.

“Don’t you get angry, Your Majesty?”

Seeing that she showed no sign of anger, Lu Zhu unexpectedly asked.

“Let them say whatever they want. Their mouths are on their own faces. What good does it do me to get angry?”

Yu Qinghan leaned back in her chair, sighed, and closed her eyes.

“Report!”

Suddenly, an anxious voice came from outside the hall. One of the guards from the Imperial Guards ran into the Main Hall, knelt down and saluted:

“Your Majesty, terrible vibrations have been detected from the center of the capital city, presumably from an invasion by cultivators! All four top skilled fighters have been defeated!”

“They have arrived.”

Hearing the news, Yu Qinghan opened her phoenix eyes. It seemed as if two balls of flames were burning in her pupils, surrounded by a scorching aura of magical power, ready to turn the Main Hall into a furnace.

In just an instant, she left the Yangxin Palace, leaving behind only one word: “Go.”

The main entrance of Xia’s Imperial City.

Bursts of qi dispersed from the street, leaving the formerly towering and crimson city gate pockmarked and shattered after enduring an unimaginable attack.

The surrounding common cultivators all looked on in fear at the deep pit formed in the heart of the city.

The pit was filled with the bodies of the Imperial Guards. At the same time, the top four skilled fighters in the capital city were laid out haphazardly, with heavy casualties.

The four famous God Capturers, Yun Long, Qin Hu, Black Turtle, and Ying Que, were all covered in blood and sprawled on the ground.

The long spear was broken in half, helpless and stuck in the ground, and the bowstring was snapped, covered in dust.

The scene was truly tragic.

“The so-called top four skilled fighters in the capital city are nothing but trash.”

A man in a bloody robe kicked Black Turtle away like a dead dog and crumpled the axe made of refined steel into a ball of scrap metal, nonchalantly throwing it away.

Cultivators with experience surrounding them recognized the man in the bloody robe and his identity with a trembling tone:

“This is Yang Yuan from Blood God Sect, one of the Ten Devil Sects.”

“What! It’s actually Blood God Sect’s Yang Yuan. Why has he suddenly appeared in Xia’s Capital?”

“Aren’t there any sects coming to suppress them?!”

The Blood God Sect, one of the Ten Devil Sects, had an infamous reputation for cruel methods. They liked to cultivate using copious amounts of blood from regular people and cultivators, which produced very strange results.

In terms of strength, the Blood God Sect had ancestors in the Metamorphosis Stage to defend them. Their position was above the Poisonous Sect, Seven Devil Sect, and Corpse Tomb Sect.

Just a short while ago, they overpowered thousands of Imperial Guards, and all four top skilled fighters in the capital city had fallen to Yang Yuan.

The horrifying show of power left the onlooking cultivators in constant shock.

Even so, the cultivation of the top four skilled fighters was in the Initiation Stage. In the Mortal World they were top notch, but they were nothing in front of Yang Yuan.

They could only wait for reinforcements from the Immortal Sect.

But after a long time, the sect disciples did not arrive. If it were a normal situation, the gatekeeper of the Immortal Sect would have come to handle it.

At the same time, on top of the city wall, there were six devil cultivators dressed in black robes. Among them was an elder whose presence was unfathomable. It seemed that he might be even more terrifying than Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan wiped the filth off his face and strode into the massive pit. He grabbed Yun Long’s neck and lifted him off the ground with a gleeful smile: “You guys have been reduced to this, and yet your Empress of Xia has not made an appearance. Don’t you think it’s because she doesn’t care about your lives?”

Yun Long’s usually tough-looking face was now smeared with blood. With his eyes wide open and his throat being choked, he still managed to gasp out defiantly:

“The Immortal…Sect…will never…let you off.”

“The Immortal Sect?”

Yang Yuan dug in his ears and made a facial expression heavy with implication: “The Immortal Sect is now struggling to protect itself, where will they find the time to look after you?”