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376: The imperial family is the most ruthless! You taught me that!

Facing the Emperor of Great Yan's interrogation, Gao Yuan lowered his gaze and chuckled, "Why? You actually ask me why? Of course, it's because killing you benefits me! This is what you taught me."

"Father Emperor!!"

"Didn't you banish Mother Empress to the Cold Palace back then, curry favor with the forces behind Consort Wang, and then support her rise to the Empress's position, all for profit?"

"A baseless charge was enough to send an Empress, whom the world called virtuous, into the Cold Palace, even to be murdered there. A hundred years, no one cared for a hundred years, and it was only after I brought these matters to light a hundred years later that you noticed the former Empress had died!"

The Emperor of Great Yan's face showed guilt, but his voice still carried an indescribable rage.

"Back then, I was forced! The Great Yan Immortal Dynasty had too many external enemies; only by relying on the forces behind Consort Wang could the Great Yan Immortal Dynasty continue... I admit that my handling of those matters back then was improper, but you shouldn't have killed your brothers and sisters! And even less should you have colluded with outsiders to act against your father!"

"Yes... You spoke of being forced by circumstances, needing to swallow humiliation, of the legitimate eldest son inheriting the throne, of the throne definitely being mine in the future. But what about the Twelfth Prince? You let him enter the Eastern Palace, and you sent me to fight on the Immortal Demon Battlefield! How could I not see through your schemes!"

"When Mother Empress died in the Cold Palace, do you know how I survived?"

"For ten years, I lived as a palace maid, Yuan Hong! I even became a confidante of the New Empress and, due to my outstanding abilities, became a female official of Great Yan."

The expression on Gao Yuan's face gradually grew manic.

The Emperor of Great Yan's lips trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief. At this moment, the figure of a woman appeared in his mind.

"You are... you are Yuan Hong!"

"Yes! I am Yuan Hong! In these years before my identity as a Prince was exposed, I was the palace maid Yuan Hong, the Commander of the Yan Ling Guards, Yuan Hong!"

"Whether it was in the imperial court or the struggles in the harem, I could handle it all. Even the dirty deeds you did passed through my hands. I know you all like the back of my hand, and this made me see the true nature of this world even more clearly!"

"My Father Emperor! My beloved Father Emperor! To ascend to power, you killed your brothers and sisters, and even your own Father Emperor. To grasp the power in your hands, you killed your wedded wife, and even sent your son to the Immortal Demon Battlefield, intending to trap and kill him there..."

"I am who I am today, all because of you!"

"Under such circumstances, do you still expect our family to be harmonious, with filial piety and brotherly love?"

"The most ruthless are those in the imperial family! You taught me that, Father Emperor!"

Gao Yuan's face was ferocious, the Emperor of Great Yan's hateful countenance making him extremely agitated.

The Law of Slaughter on his body condensed into thousands of axe blades, scraping off the Emperor of Great Yan's flesh piece by piece.

The methods were extremely bloody.

However, the Emperor of Great Yan was firmly pinned to the ground, his body extremely weak and utterly powerless to resist. He was ultimately tortured to death under Gao Yuan's cruel methods.

At the same time, the aura around Gao Yuan became even more terrifying, and the Qi of Slaughter grew denser.

He stood in a black robe, unmoving like a rock, gazing up at the sky.

Memories surged like a tide.

Ultimately, at this moment, they dissolved into nothingness.

"Saint, is it done?"

A call brought Gao Yuan back.

Several dark figures from the Ferocious God Hall looked at Gao Yuan with expectant eyes.

"Almost, just a little more! As long as I kill him, my comprehension of the Law of Slaughter will advance to another level, and to complete this step, I need your help!"

Gao Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, turning slightly towards the direction of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

"I've planted a Slaughter Mark on him. With this, he can't escape! And what you need to do is kill him and bring back his head! Remember, record the entire process with a Shadow Stone; I want to see everything: you chasing him, poisoning him, and finally torturing him to death!"

"Yes!"

The figures bowed slightly.

Then they vanished into the night.

Crack—!

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

Gao Yuan's eyes gleamed with a peculiar light.

"Ferocious God Hall... Saint..."

"Everything is just a tangle of interests!"

"Just like this Great Yan Immortal Dynasty, it gathered for profit and will eventually disperse for profit! The Ferocious God Hall will be the same!"

"The only truth in the world is the word 'kill'!"

With that said.

Gao Yuan also disappeared into the night.

His Bottleneck loosened!

Find a quiet place, enter seclusion for a period, and he can advance further.

And that fellow with the traces of the Human Dao can also help him tie up these few from the Ferocious God Hall.

As for why.

There are many intricacies within the Ferocious God Hall.

The entanglement of interests is only more, not less, than in Great Yan.

The Elders and Disciples within the sect are outwardly harmonious but inwardly estranged.

Instances of masters killing Disciples and Disciples killing masters are common.

Not to mention, he is currently designated as the Saint by the Hall Master of the Ferocious God Hall, and many more eyes are watching him from below.

Therefore.

He must avoid all watchful eyes.

Secretly leave some contingencies... Above the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

A giant hand, covering the sky, descended.

In an instant, countless 'patrons' Cultivating the Dual Cultivation Technique, as well as the girls of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, were lifted into the air.

They were frozen in mid-air, and an immensely powerful Divine Thought swept over each of them.

The next moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bloody blossoms exploded, and blood rain stained the earth, a strong smell of gore spreading all around.

Several dark figures landed on the destroyed Hundred Flowers Pavilion, exchanging information with each other.

"The Slaughter Mark was just here, and then it vanished in an instant!"

"I swept this Imperial Capital with my Divine Thought, but I didn't find that fellow!"

"Is Gao Yuan trying to deceive us?!"

"That shouldn't be possible. Once a Slaughter Mark is planted, it cannot disappear unless the target dies!"

"What if the person on whom the Slaughter Mark was planted was killed in an instant? This method could achieve the situation just now, thereby misleading us! Those who survive the Immortal Demon Battlefield are not simple characters. This might even be his counterattack!"

"Counterattack? How can he counterattack? He is someone the Hall Master has taken an interest in. When the Hall Master comes out of seclusion, the first person he'll kill is him! Saint, hehe, we in the Ferocious God Hall are never short of Saints; all Saints are merely nourishment for the Hall Master! Let him cause trouble if he wants! You won't be jumping around for long!"

At this moment, one of the dark figures used a secret technique to sense the presence of the Slaughter Mark and immediately called out to the others: "I've detected the Slaughter Mark! However, the location might be a bit far!"

"What?!" The others gathered around, quickly asking, "Where is it?!"

"Not in the Immortal Realm!"

The group fell silent.

One second later, they vanished from their original spot... Gao Yuan, who intended to leave the Imperial Capital and the Great Yan Immortal Dynasty for seclusion, sensed that the Slaughter Mark had disappeared from Great Yan halfway through his journey. So he changed his route and arrived at Duke Wu's residence.

Currently, Gao Yuan and Duke Wu, Zhuge Changde, sat opposite each other, leisurely sipping immortal tea.

"Grandfather, what have you decided? Cooperating with me will give the declining Zhuge Immortal Clan a chance to rise again!"

"From the moment your mother was expelled from my family, I no longer had that daughter. And you are not my grandson! Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The atmosphere on site gradually became eerie.

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