540 An Assassination (2/2)

Therefore, Zhou Bao showed his disapproval.

Zhou Bao did not know the order of the report. The people who described their personal accomplishments were afraid that they would appear inferior to others. Hence, their words were like an old woman's foot-binding cloth, long and winding and full of crap, making listeners drowsy. After eight or ten hours, it was the turn of the seventh emperor.

It was Emperor Yang.

Emperor Yang himself had neither talent nor strength, and he depended entirely on Senior Grand Tutor Hong for his present position. However, due to his long reign as emperor, he had cultivated a sense of dignity and spoke in an impassioned tone. Although restricted by his physical condition, he was breathless with excitement; his speech had both emotion and humor from time to time, which gave Zhou Bao a better impression of him.

Just as he came to the exciting part of his story which caught Zhou Bao's interest, Zhou Bao suddenly heard a faint rustling sound, like some cloth that was moving. The sound was so faint that it would have been impossible for Zhou Bao to feel it if his spiritual mind had not reached the extreme level. To Zhou Bao's greatest surprise, there was a familiar spirit in the sound.

”Snake-like Breath Holding Skill!”

It was the spirit of the Snake-like Breath Holding Skill. Its origin was mysterious, and it was one of the Seven Wonderful Techniques. When launching it, the user's spirit was gone. No matter how powerful your spiritual mind was, it was impossible to find the user. However, this user was far less proficient in using Snake-like Breath Holding Skill than Zhou Bao, nor was he as powerful as Zhou Bao, so Zhou Bao was keenly aware of his spirit.

Zhou Bao smiled when he noticed it.

It seemed that the Human Emperor-selecting Ceremony would not be a smooth sailing affair.

As Zhou Bao had expected, almost as soon as he sensed it, a dark beam burst from the hollow, aiming straight at Emperor Yang.

”Ahh—!” As an ordinary man who did not have any martial arts skill, Emperor Yang's only response to the sudden attack was to scream.

At the crucial moment, a hand appeared in front of Emperor Yang and blocked the dark beam.

”Interesting!” Zhou Bao clearly saw the hand which appeared out of thin air next to Emperor Yang. The space rippled like a wave for a short while, and a person with a deadpan expression appeared in front of Emperor Yang. He was the owner of that hand.

”Isn't it a rule to bring only one person? How come these two guys came out at the same time?” Zhou Bao frowned, but soon found out that something was very wrong. Not only was the strange man expressionless, but he had no breath at all. It was a corpse.

Soon, Zhou Bao's attention was diverted from the strange guy because something bigger had happened.

12 dark beams appeared at the same time, shooting at the other 12 emperors.

”Poof, poof, poof—!”

After hearing several muffled sounds, six emperors were hit by the dark beams and died instantly. The other two were blocked by people close to them, but they suffered serious injuries. Only Emperor Yang, Yan Yuntian, Ashoka, Emperor Wolf and that young emperor, who had caught Zhou Bao's eye, were not injured.

”This is interesting, but you're courting death when you do this in my presence!” Zhou Bao caught the dart, which was targeted at Yan Yuntian a few seconds earlier, in his fingertips and shot back. Then he heard a muffled groan. The stealthy assailant had been stabbed to death by him.

Zhou Bao had no intention of leaving them alive, nor of tracking them down. It was not his business, but Divine Wind Palace's.

He was not the only one who had this idea. The rest of the attackers were killed on the spot, leaving no survivors.