The Ethereal Domains

Chapter 535: Rebellion? So What!

Chapter 535: Rebellion? So What!

Rebellion? So What! . . .

'If someone can survive without a head on their shoulders, well, let's spare their wretched existence.'

It was an unusual order, and those unfamiliar with it might have found it perplexing. Nevertheless, the black-clad assassins led by Cha Eun Xiao adhered rigorously to this instruction. They diligently decapitated the fallen guards, segregating heads from bodies to ensure that no inadvertent reattachment could occur. The act served a dual purpose, allowing for easy tallying of the grim harvest.

Corpse after lifeless corpse piled up like bags of sand in one location, while heads, like macabre melons, rolled and bounced together nearby. An individual designated for headcounting diligently stood before this grotesque assemblage, occasionally giving an errant head a swift kick. Heads, being spherical, had an unfortunate propensity to roll away. The scene resembled nothing so much as a vendor peddling watermelons in the street, only these were not watermelons but severed heads, forming a gruesome mountain of death.

The four formidable assassins responsible for this macabre display were none other than Song Jue, Ning Biluo, Liu Changjun, and Zhao Pingtian.

Their presence could be justified for Cha Eun Xiao's mission, but the unholy alliance of these three assassins was an extraordinary event. When Song Jue, Ning Biluo, and Zhao Pingtian combined their deadly skills, they unleashed a nightmarish onslaught.

In the Land of Han-Yang, when the three collaborated, there was virtually nothing that could withstand their ferocious power. Even a prince's palace stood no chance.

Seeing Song Jue in action, Ning Biluo and Zhao Pingtian refused to be outdone. If their prowess in martial cultivation was a point of contention, they had no intention of conceding in the art of assassination.

They fiercely sought to uphold their monikers as the "kings of assassination." It was a competition among equals, with each striving to outdo Song Jue's gruesome tally.

Despite the numerous guards within the palace, most of them hadn't even reached the Earth Origin Stage, and the leader himself was a mere Sky Origin Stage cultivator. They stood no chance against the relentless assault of the four master assassins.

The ill-fated leader was denied an opportunity to demonstrate his abilities, promptly losing his head at the hands of Zhao Pingtian. Even if he had faced Zhao Pingtian in combat, the result would have remained the same—a swift and gruesome death.

With every kill, the palace grew increasingly saturated with blood. Overhead, a formless aura of power coalesced and began moving toward the palace gate. This was where Cha Eun Xiao stood.

As the ethereal power approached the rear of Cha Eun Xiao, it inexplicably dissipated.

Unbeknownst to Cha Eun Xiao, he hadn't seen it. His Yin Yang Eyes remained unutilized.

Within the Boundless Space, Brother Egg spun rapidly. The grey spectral energy emanated from the souls of the fallen was being silently and voraciously absorbed. Not a trace was allowed to escape, not even a fraction of this soul energy. The dead perished, their souls consumed by Brother Egg.

Cha Eun Xiao harbored a profound desire to condemn those unfortunate men to a fate without hope of rebirth. Brother Egg, operating with a singular purpose, desired that power and executed the task aligned with Cha Eun Xiao's intent.

Those men met their demise, and Brother Egg obediently absorbed their souls.

Within the grand hall, an elderly man sporting a white beard sat in contemplation, his eyes half-closed. He observed Cha Eun Xiao with a reflective gaze, seemingly impervious to the cacophony unfolding outside. "So, you are Cha Eun Xiao, Cha Nantian's son?" he inquired.

Cha Eun Xiao paid no heed to the fiery gaze of Second Prince. His response was pointed, "I am Cha Eun Xiao, you decrepit scoundrel. Now, reveal your name. Let's see if it's worthy enough for me to personally deliver your demise."

The elderly man maintained his half-closed eyes, his tone chilling, "How audacious, you little wretch! Even your father, Cha Nantian, never dared address me in such a manner. You ignorant fool. You truly have no comprehension of the cruelty of this world!"

Second Prince, who had now grasped the situation, heard the din of battle outside, along with the anguished cries of his men. His pallor turned ashen as he faced Cha Eun Xiao. "Cha Eun Xiao! How dare you! You've violated the sanctity of the Prince's Palace by intruding with armed men in the dead of night. You've disgraced the royal authority and are attempting to assassinate a prince. Are you in open rebellion?"

Despite his deficiencies, he was not a complete imbecile. He recognized Cha Eun Xiao's motive and realized that he could no longer forestall this confrontation. Seeking to shift the blame, he accused Cha Eun Xiao, hoping to induce hesitation. Second Prince was aware that as a prince, Cha Eun Xiao might have reservations about killing a member of royalty. He clung to the faint hope that if he survived, he could plot his revenge.

However, Cha Eun Xiao's response was an icy retort. "I have come to slay a wretched individual. Rebel or not, it matters not. What do you intend to do?"

With a bellow, he added, "Cease your insipid prattle, you despicable wretch!"

His words were laced with a chilling and palpable aura of menace. Second Prince was abruptly assailed by the overwhelming force. His visage paled, his lips quivered, and his legs threatened to buckle beneath him. Struggling to maintain his footing, he was overwhelmed by humiliation.

Bing-Er's frigid gaze radiated disdain and animosity as it remained fixed on Second Prince. She addressed him, her voice imbued with anger. "So, you are the one who sought to obliterate my newfound happiness?"

For Bing-Er, this was of paramount importance.

[I have longed for happiness, and now I have finally found it. How dare you emerge and attempt to shatter it?]

[It is unacceptable. I shall not permit it, nor shall I forgive it!]

Gazing at Second Prince, she resembled a female leopard poised to devour her prey. Her fervor was palpable, her intent unwavering.

She was fierce and unyielding.