Chapter 569: Di Zuos Death (2/2)

Di Zuo was indeed Di Zuo; death was nothing to him.

“Wait!” The Myriad Bones Throne’s ancestor shouted in horror from the Ancestral Mountain.

“So? Do we old geezers have to get involved as well?” A feeble voice immediately responded from the river sect’s divine coffin.

“Azure G.o.d-Monarch, that is not my intention.” The Myriad Bones Ancestor forced a laugh and said in a serious manner: “Fellow Daoist Li, let go of our disciple and we can talk about any conditions. We will definitely satisfy your demands.”

This ancestor wanted to save Di Zuo since it was not easy to train a descendant. Di Zuo had the highest potential in the throne of bones, so even if he didn’t become an Immortal Emperor, his achievements would still be quite grand. His talents and dao apt.i.tude were the most precious treasure of the throne. Because of this, no matter what happened next, the ancestor hoped to save him.

“That is a bit interesting.” Li Qiye slowly said as he looked at Di Zuo.

But at this time, Di Zuo opened his eyes and shook his head to say: “No, Ancestor, let me go. I have let you ancestors and the Myriad Bones Throne down. I apologize for my defeat today.”

An old man stepped out from the Ancestral Mountain and replied with a majestic aura: “No, child. Winning and losing are part of life; what is so devastating about losing one battle? Who has ever truly been undefeated since the start of time? Not even Immortal Emperors would claim such a thing. Your achievement today has already been amazing and no less than any achievements of young emperors. It is fine to lose once!”

“No, Ancestor. My heart is dead.” Di Zuo bitterly smiled and continued: “This is not just about losing once, I have truly become powerless. What is the point of temporarily living in this world without becoming an Immortal Emperor?! Ancestor, I am unfilial and have done wrong to the throne as well as the seniors who took care of me. It is better to let me die with dignity than to live on in shame. Ancestor, please bury me with the Phoenix Maiden on the mountain, that is enough for me!”

The ancestor’s expression greatly changed. He understood that his disciple wanted to die and that it was not just because of one lost battle. It was because Di Zuo couldn’t surpa.s.s Li Qiye. A genius like him couldn’t handle this reality; it was a pain worse than failure!

Whether he wanted to die to meet the Phoenix Maiden again or because he would never be able to surpa.s.s Li Qiye, it was better to die now than to live in agony. His ultimate choice was not due to shame from losing a single battle to Li Qiye.

The ancestor only sighed and slowly closed his eyes. He knew his disciple the best and no longer tried to convince him. In the end, this ancestor quietly went back into the Ancestral Mountain.

At this moment, everyone remained silent. Although Di Zuo had been defeated, he had lost in a brilliant manner and was worthy of pride. No one felt that this was shameful. In fact, they thought that it was amazing that he managed to persevere for so long. No one else could do the same.

A sense of respect for Di Zuo rose at this moment. Whether he was an enemy or friend, he was a supreme genius and a worthy rival.

Di Zuo closed his eyes again and spoke with gravity: “Do it. I have nothing else to say about my own lack of abilities.”

Li Qiye looked at him and let him go before nonchalantly saying: “If your heart is dead, then I’ll let you have a dignified death. End it yourself.”

Di Zuo then stood up straight and opened his eyes. He took a deep breath to take one last look at the world before closing them again. Without any hesitation or unwillingness, Di Zuo’s body shook as blood dripped down from the corners of his mouth before directly falling down.

The world was silent; a heaven’s proud son had committed suicide. This ending caused others to lament.

“Is it time to end it?” Li Qiye stood next to the pond while looking at everyone else in his leisurely manner.

This time, however, no one responded, not even the ghost race. No young ghost could compete with Li Qiye anymore after Di Zuo had lost, not even Tian Lunhui. Only the ancestors had a chance, even ghost kings of the Heavenly King level most likely couldn’t take on Li Qiye.

Finally, with a loud boom, the Myriad Bones Throne took Di Zuo’s corpse away. In the blink of an eye, the Ancestral Mountain disappeared from everyone’s eyes.

[spoiler t.i.tle='569 Teaser']Four palaces to form a domain, eight to form a kingdom, and twelve to form the heavens — this phrase had been pa.s.sed down for a very long time, but no one had ever seen the spectacle of twelve palaces forming the heavens.

But at this time, many were able to witness this miracle.

Right now, Li Qiye was an immortal ruler that was wors.h.i.+ped by the other deities. In the sky, he was the supreme existence and nothing else mattered. Even immortals must prostrate and declare themselves his loyal subjects!

This scene was too shocking; it was as if he was already above the Heaven’s Will before he had yet to shoulder it! At this minute, he was at the apex of all existences.[/spoiler]