Chapter 401: A Shocking Change and Assassination (1/2)

Chapter 401: A Shocking Change and Assassination

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In this world, strong power was not a necessity to scare people, because sometimes an eccentric relationship was scary enough to put people on alert. For example, the relationship between the son-in-law and the mother-in-law. As an old saying went, the mother-in-law would always be more and more fond of her son-in-law as they spent more time together. However, only the son-in-law knew his honest feelings toward his mother-in-law.

Likewise, now, Zhou Bao was sitting in front of his dying mother-in-law, tortured by her intermittent mumblings that were thoroughly unrecognizable. He sat there solemnly as if he was an obedient pupil, not daring to make a single movement. What was even more awful was that his hand was still tightly gripped by Luo Xuehuan.

He felt his entire body go as stiff as a zombie while cold sweat kept oozing out vigorously. He forced himself to ease his expression, but his nose, eyes, and muscles above those parts, still cramped together, so he actually couldn't hear any of the words she was saying. Then, the hand gripping his, gradually grew cold and the wailing of Yan Yunfei rang into his ears. At the same time, an extremely woeful Qi Power began to exude from Yan Yuntian, hanging over the entire bedchamber.

Again, the bedchamber was caught in silence.

Suddenly, Zhou Bao's expression altered. It was almost a quarter-hour after Luo Xuehuan's death. As a matter of fact, the death of a normal man differed from that of an expert. Generally, an expert shall have a strong body and a relatively doughty spirit, which rendered them less likely to die. However, for an ordinary person, their spirit and body were both delicate and interconnected, so they would stand or fall together. When the body got hurt, the spirit was hurt too. Thus, if death came for an ordinary person, their spirit would disperse at the same time as their body died. Occasionally there were some spirits with great willpower that could sojourn in the body for some time after it died, but ultimately it would still dissipate.

But being agonized over the illness for such a long time, Luo Xuehuan had long before craved for a death. Accordingly, when she died, her spirit dissipated in an instant, which meant she was totally a corpse now. However, after about a quarter-hour, a wisp of faint mist rose from the forehead of this corpse. This mist could not be detected with normal eyes, while Zhou Bao, with his Fiery Eyes that had a massive suppressing impact on spirits and the knowledge of Nine Changes of Heavenly Birds, including the Turtledove's Claw that was a nemesis of spirits and divine thoughts, was highly sensitive to this spiritual power. Therefore, when he saw the creepy and mysterious spirit of the white mist, it occurred to him that this matter was not that simple—Queen Luo Xuehuan did not die of illness, but due to a curse.

Curse!

It was an eerie magic art!

Even large modern sects couldn't get the hang of it, only a few wizards in ancient tribes, which hid in remote and thickly forested mountains knew about this less popular technique.

However, now he had discovered it in the imperial palace. In general, curses would have a direct impact on spirits, whose effect would be quite eerie and secretive in the eyes of ordinary people. But to Zhou Bao, it was not threatening at all.

A curse itself was not terrifying, but its eeriness and secretiveness were.

A man like Yan Yuntian, who had practiced the Way of the Emperor among the 3,000 Great Ways, possessed magnificent strength. Although on the surface he only had a strength at Level Seven, merely scraping in passing the threshold for being an expert, Zhou Bao was pretty sure that his actual strength was way more than that. It was highly possible that Yan Yuntian had a strength at the peak of Level Nine, which was on par with the past Northern Yuan Three Grandmasters. But he hid his real strength level flawlessly by using some unknown method, which was not an easy thing to do.

However, even with his strength at the peak of Level Nine, he could neither see the mist nor find out that his Queen had died due to a curse instead of an illness.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bao's expression became grotesque. Seeing Yan Yunfei weeping on her knees beside the bed, he turned to look at Yan Yuntian, who was issuing deep sorrow from every part of his body. He suddenly felt somewhat depressed and could not stand one minute in this bedchamber. He got to his feet and wanted to go outside for some fresh air, but just as he walked to the door, it came across his mind that there were a bunch of people kneeling on the ground outside the door. It was indeed inappropriate for him to go out at the moment.

”What?” All of a sudden, his ears gave a gentle twitch, and a bright light flitted across his eyes. He abruptly looked back at Yan Yuntian, and almost at the same time, the latter, who was immersed in his grief, also raised his head and looked at Zhou Bao. Their eyes met, but instantly, turned away from each other. Without any hesitation, Zhou Bao rushed beside Yan Yunfei in a flash and wrapped her up with his dark golden Gang Qi. Simultaneously, Yan Yuntian took action too. He let out a howl of rage and shielded the corpse of Luo Xuehuan with his golden Gang Qi.

Boom!

A white light column with a width of over 100 feet, suddenly bombarded right onto the bedchamber from the sky.

Under the attack of this white light column, the roof of this bedchamber was immediately ripped apart as if it was made of paper. A roar of anger sounded out from the bedchamber, along with some rising golden light.