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96: Intimidate the Emperor

“No, absolutely not. There’s no way I’m wasting over a decade of my life on this.”

Ji Mo firmly rejected this verdict in his heart.

Everyone in the arena, as well as those who were probing the area with their Divine Sense, were discussing in hushed tones.

To be honest, in their opinion, this punishment was already a lenient sentence.

The Emperor flicked his large sleeve, and a pitch-black passage instantly appeared in front of Ji Mo.

Faint, mournful screams echoed from within the passage, sending chills down one's spine.

“Ji Mo, go in yourself.

Rest assured, your Cultivation resources will not be lacking this year. I do not wish to eliminate you,

I merely hope you can temper your state of mind in prison; this will be greatly beneficial to your future. You must understand my painstaking efforts.”

“Your Majesty! I object! I have committed no wrong, so why should I suffer this punishment?”

Ji Mo suddenly raised his head, and the arrogant Qi on his body shot straight into the sky.

The Emperor’s face completely darkened, and the ministers behind him trembled with fear.

After all, when an emperor rages, corpses can float for a thousand miles.

“Ji Mo, I believe I have treated you well. If anyone else committed such a crime, their entire clan would be implicated and executed on the spot.

I have already shown utmost benevolence and righteousness, yet you are still not convinced?”

The Emperor’s tone at this moment was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, every word seemingly carrying an bone-chilling coldness:

“Ji Mo, do not think that just because you have someone backing you, you can act recklessly in front of me.

My Heavenly Dragon Empire has stood on the Xuanling Continent for tens of thousands of years; do you think there isn’t a profound foundation behind it?

I have tolerated you repeatedly only because I do not wish to offend the powerful expert behind you, but this is absolutely not a reason for your arrogance and presumptuousness.

You must know that against the vast machine of the Empire, even a Peak Saint Power expert will only find death.”

“Your Majesty, I am not acting this way because I have a backer, nor am I arrogant and overbearing.

I bear a deep blood feud and have an agreement with my enemy to fight to the death in two to three years.

Furthermore, I have an engagement with my fiancée and have promised to marry her in a few years.

If I waste two or three years in prison, I will certainly be slain by my powerful enemy then.

I also urgently need to go to the Endless Sea Region to seek a great Opportunity. I implore Your Majesty to change the method of punishment, or grant me a few years of reprieve.”

Ji Mo’s words were earnest, his eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness.

“Presumptuous! You dare to negotiate terms with me?

I have already stated that I will provide you with Cultivation resources this year, and they will not be lacking in the future.

Moreover, a monarch’s word is law. I am not discussing this with you; you must enter this Celestial Prison today.”

With that, an overwhelming Imperial Dao Qi, like surging tides, swept towards everyone.

Everyone felt an invisible pressure, like a towering mountain, pressing down, and they all knelt on the ground trembling, shouting, “Long live!”

“Confess your guilt! Today, even if the powerful expert behind you personally arrives, they cannot save you.”

His Majesty the Emperor’s Imperial Dao Heavenly Eye opened again, and strands of Saint Power, like ropes, coiled around Ji Mo.

In the face of this Emperor’s supreme might, Ji Mo was powerless to resist.

His body was involuntarily and slowly dragged into that dark and deep passage.

However, Ji Mo was not flustered, because his true backer was not Elder Mu; the Emperor had clearly misunderstood.

Within Ji Mo’s Sea of Consciousness, he urgently called out:

“Boss, it’s your turn to act. If you don’t, your little brother here will be suppressed.”

Fortunately, the 'Boss' he spoke of was very capable; a dazzling golden light instantly shot into that little sword.

The little sword flashed, directly splitting into an illusory shadow, which, following the Saint Power released by the Emperor, shot like lightning into the Emperor’s Heavenly Eye.

“Ant, presuming to blaspheme a Demon God, I bestow upon you death.”

This voice seemed to Transmigration through endless time and space, coming from a higher-level Universe.

Carrying a vast, ancient will, it exploded within the Emperor’s Soul Sea of Consciousness.

The Emperor suddenly felt a vast and boundless Sword Dao appear before his eyes, as if the power of the entire Sword Dao was condensed into this one sword, slashing fiercely towards him.

The Emperor’s Soul instantly trembled violently, as if facing a catastrophic disaster, with a terrifying tendency to shatter.

This Sword Dao, carrying world-destroying power, pressed closer and closer until it obscured the entire space of the Emperor’s Soul Sea of Consciousness.

Only then did the Emperor suddenly recover from the extreme shock.

“No! Ji Mo is innocent, cancel all punishments.”

The Emperor suddenly roared hoarsely.

At this moment, the giant sword formed by the Sword Dao within the Emperor’s Soul Sea of Consciousness abruptly stopped.

However, cracks had already appeared in the Emperor’s Soul Sea of Consciousness; indeed, that intangible Soul actually had cracks.

The Emperor’s eyes were filled with terror and helplessness, and a hint of pleading was vaguely visible in his gaze towards Ji Mo.

Ji Mo understood in his heart that this matter could not be entirely blamed on the Emperor.

The Emperor had actually treated him quite well; it was just that, sitting in that supreme position, he had to consider many factors.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, Ji Mo communicated with the little sword.

Subsequently, the Sword Dao within the Emperor’s Soul instantly dissipated, re-condensing into a transparent little sword.

This little sword drilled out of the Emperor’s Soul and, like a stream of light, merged into Ji Mo’s Sea of Consciousness.

Ji Mo was surprised to find that the little sword did not retract this Clone; this Clone stood quietly in front of the Boss.

Bathed in the golden light emitted by the Boss, it seemed to be undergoing a sacred baptism.

The Emperor’s current appearance was drenched in cold sweat, his clothes soaked, and his face as pale as paper.

“Let this matter drop. Ji Mo is innocent.

Those people provoked first. In the martial world, the strong are respected, and if their methods were insufficient, they deserved to die.

As for everyone else, please hold on for 20 days. After 20 days, Ji Mo will leave the Secret Realm, and I will compensate you doubly for your losses during this period.”

The Emperor once again gave Ji Mo a deep look, an gaze too complex, too helpless.

“Ji Mo, I underestimated you. Your backing is more terrifying than anyone else’s, and you have the right to be lawless.

You also have the strength to break all rules. I hope you can remember that you are a person of the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

I do not ask you to do anything for the Heavenly Dragon Empire, but I only ask that you do not become an enemy of the Empire.”

The Emperor’s expression, attitude, and words profoundly shocked everyone present and those watching the battle.

They were completely stunned. When had our Emperor ever been so subservient?

Just when Ji Mo was about to be suppressed, the situation reversed, and the Emperor suddenly went back on his word, changing his decree overnight and personally pardoning Ji Mo.

Judging by the Emperor’s face, he had clearly experienced extreme terror and was completely overly frightened.

What on earth made the Emperor so scared that he would utter such words of weakness to Ji Mo?

Unfathomable! Truly unfathomable! Everyone in the arena was inexplicably shocked, yet dared not speak or even discuss it.

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