Chapter 2029: The Kunlun Sorcerer, Master Xuan Ming! (1/2)
Edited by: Michyrr
At this moment, An Yaluoshan was already plotting rebellion, and he had the Yeluohe under his command, soldiers who shared some traits with the otherworldly invaders.
Wang Chong was keenly aware that ordinary soldiers would find it very hard to kill Yeluohe, unless they were experts of the Imperial Martial realm or above. Even an army of hundreds of thousands would eventually be scattered and slaughtered by the Yeluohe.
More importantly, the omens of the calamity were already evident. Wang Chong needed to be ready, as it would be too late to prepare when it was already upon him.
Bang!
With these thoughts in mind, the giant ape bellowed and swung down its cudgel. With one strike of the cudgel, the mountain peak was obliterated. The cudgel swung down again, slamming into the mountain with all of its hundreds of thousands of jin of weight. Groaning and cracking could be heard as the tough body of the mountain began to break apart.
The Behemoth bared its teeth as it plunged its hands into the crack, and with a strong tug, it pulled apart the peak. The Behemoth then placed the sharp tip of the cudgel into the crack and began to dig down…
He recalled that the treasure was buried very deeply and had been surrounded by steely rock. Human strength would be extremely inefficient for digging in these circumstances.
Using the giant ape to dig might still take a few months, but that would be much faster than using human strength.
Time slowly passed, and all was quiet. There was no sound except digging and the panting of the Behemoth, and no spectators to this sight.
As Wang Chong controlled the King Ape to dig out one of the Divine Land Cauldrons, far away in the capital, a lean figure wearing a Daoist robe suddenly appeared at the western gate of the capital.
”I've finally arrived!” the man muttered, a joyful look in his eyes.
The vast capital was thronging with people and carriages, but the Daoist's sharp gaze flitted past all of them, piercing through the air and locking onto the resplendent and hallowed Imperial Palace, the center of power in the Great Tang.
”The true dragon has opened its eyes, and the stars have gathered. This is the only chance for the lineage of sorcerers to rise,” the man muttered in the middle of the crowd.
This man was none other than the Kunlun sorcerer Third Son Xuan had seen through the dragon pearl!
Whoosh!
The Kunlun sorcerer waved his horsetail whisk and vanished into the crowd as he made his way toward the Imperial City.
A few moments later, that man knocked on the gates and entered the Imperial Palace.
……
”You are Kunlun sorcerer Master Xuan Ming?”
Third Son Xuan was seated on the dragon throne, his body leaned forward as he looked in surprise at the Kunlun sorcerer. At his sides were his trusted eunuchs, servitors, and Zhao Changfu.
All of them were astonished by this sorcerer with this transcendent air.
”This lowly one is!”
Master Xuan Ming brought his hands together and bowed.
The hall was silent.
They had heard the Sage Emperor bring up the matter of seeing the sorcerer in the dragon pearl, but none of them had expected the man to be real and to mystically appear in the Imperial Palace.
”For what reason do you seek an audience with Us? And with what capabilities?” Third Son Xuan said after a few moments of silence.
This sorcerer had come very mysteriously and abruptly. Not even he dared to act recklessly until he had been properly investigated.
”Your Majesty! This lowly one has appeared here because he sensed the Dragon Qi of the world and calculated that Your Divine Majesty, the master of all peoples, faces an inexorable doom!”
Master Xuan Ming bowed and spoke in a tone that was neither meek nor proud.
”Doom? What doom?”
Third Son Xuan frowned.
”Far in Kunlun, this lowly one sensed that the destiny of the True Dragon, Son of Heaven, was in distress, showing signs of imprisonment. If this lowly one is correct, Your Majesty suffers from possession by an evil spirit!” Master Xuan Ming respectfully said.
The old eunuchs and Zhao Changfu were flabbergasted.
What nonsense was this Daoist saying? What possession? What doom?
His Majesty was the True Dragon, Son of Heaven, the master of the realm! An evil spirit attaching itself to the Son of Heaven? Absurd!
Zhao Changfu was himself an eloquent speaker, so how could he ever be taken in by this Daoist's words!?
”Do not speak nonsense before the Sage Emperor! Where did this unruly Daoist come from…” Zhao Changfu harshly said, preparing to drive the Daoist out. But at this moment, a voice thundered into his ear.
”Silence!”
It was a roar that left Zhao Changfu's ears buzzing. His body trembled in shock and terror, and when he turned to the voice, he instantly grimaced.
”Your Majesty!”
The one who had spoken was none other than the man who had always trusted Zhao Changfu, Third Son Xuan.