My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 589
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Chapter 589: 589
Chapter 589: Even 10,000 Lives Would not Suffice
It was said that Wuqians lived in caves and ate dirt . When they died, their hearts would not rot . Once buried, they would resurrect as men .
“He’s truly a Wuqian?”
After the Evil Sky Pavilion’s three elders landed, they stared at Liu Gu .
The Evil Sky Pavilion disciples landed as well .
Si Wuya was worried . He looked to the side and asked, “Where’s Eldest Senior Brother?”
“On the flying chariot…”
Si Wuya’s heart sank . He suddenly recalled his master saying that he wanted the elders to pay for his disciple’s life . He felt a lump in his throat .
“Mister Seventh?” Hua Chongyang bit back the pain as he walked up to Si Wuya . He supported Si Wuya who was not looking too well at this moment .
“I’m fine…” Si Wuya willed himself to stand up straight . His eyes were red . When he looked at Liu Gu’s body, they flashed coldly and fiercely .
Swoosh!
All of a sudden, Liu Gu stood up .
Seemingly at the same time, the curtain-like barrier changed colors and closed .
The Primal Qi was gone, and the air turned heavy again .
The skies could hardly be seen .
The Ten Terminal Formation had been activated again .
The academy elders who descended looked at Liu Gu’s body .
After twitching for a moment, Liu Gu stood up straight . He stretched his arms as though he was tied to a wooden frame . His head was lowered, and his eyes were closed .
Si Wuya was slightly confused . As someone who understood Wuqians, he knew how difficult and strict the conditions were to resurrect them . If they could have come back to life so easily like Liu Gu, the Wuqi tribe would not have been so easily wiped out back then .
Over a long period of time, the Ten Thousand Tribes described in the history books had decreased by 90% . Many unique and mysterious ancient tribes had disappeared in the long river of history . There were many powerful tribes that once stood at the peak but were now gone, never to be heard of again .
If one wanted to resurrect a Wuqian, they had to bury them in the soil and water them so that the body would absorb the essence of the natural world . Then, their bodies would slowly be reconstructed according to their tribe’s special characteristics . Those with lesser luck would be reborn as babies while those who were more fortunate would be reborn with their original appearance and continue on with their lives .
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“His Majesty… isn’t dead?”
Someone laughed joyously . “His Majesty isn’t dead? His Majesty is alive!”
One of the Imperial guards kneeled and hollered, “All Hail Your Majesty! May the Emperor live to see 1,000 autumns!”
The remaining Imperial guards fell to their knees as well and began to chant .
“All Hail Your Majesty! May the Emperor live to see 1,000 autumns!”
“All Hail Your Majesty! May the Emperor live to see 1,000 autumns!”
Their voices reached the peak of the Imperial city .
…
Outside the Divine Capital, the cultivators who initially wanted to head in to watch the show could only stare helplessly at the Ten Terminal Formation’s curtain-like barrier .
The statement that the Imperial guards were invincible inside the Ten Terminal Formation was not baseless . That was a painful lesson learned from the gruesome deaths experienced by countless men inside the Divine Capital .
The cultivators outside the Divine Capital could not see what was happening inside the city . They could only climb up tall trees to try and have a look .
Some of the cultivators with better hearing heard the cheers of the Imperial guards and sighed .
“The Evil Sky Pavilion is in a pickle now . ”
“The Divine Capital isn’t a pushover . Over the years, many experts had attempted to establish their own factions inside the Divine Capital . Yet, they perished under the Imperial guard . Such a shame to see the Evil Sky Pavilion and the Nether Sect, the greatest Fiend sect, suffer the same fate . ”
…
Inside the Divine Capital . In front of the Imperial city .
Liu Gu suddenly looked up . His eyes snapped open! They were lifeless!
Creak!
The bones on his neck seemed to have suddenly connected, and his eyes found their target . His memories returned to him as the scenes played out before his eyes .
Liu Gu surveyed his surroundings . He looked at the Divine Capital, the Imperial city, the Ten Terminal Formation’s curtain-like barrier, the Imperial guards, the academies’ elders, and his dragon robes! He had returned to life!
Liu Gu inhaled deeply before he looked ahead at the Nether Sect members, Si Wuya, and Hua Chongyang . “I’m back!”
“All Hail Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!”
“All Hail Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!”
Liu Gu could not help but feel moved by such a spectacle .
“Master… He’s really alive!” Mingshi Yin exclaimed in shock . Although he knew that Wuqians could come back to life, he was still stunned when he witnessed it with his eyes . To think that there was a race with such a miraculous talent in this world .
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The Imperial guards were, naturally, unaware of this matter . They only thought the Emperor did not die and was just getting back on his feet!
Eight academy elders kneeled immediately .
“Your Majesty, please bring us justice!”
The dust settled .
Lu Zhou had seen enough… He had stayed his hand because he wanted anything to see a Wuqian being restored to life . He might glean some clues from it, and in turn, help him heal Yu Zhenghai .
Liu Gu turned around and swept his eyes across everyone until they finally landed on an old man standing before the Imperial guards . The Evil Sky Pavilion’s third disciple stood in front of the old man . He chuckled, clearly unafraid . “The Evil Sky Pavilion’s Ji Tiandao?”
Liu Gu did not let his guard down . He took several steps back . He raised a palm and instinctively circulated his Primal Qi . It was empty… He had forgotten the Ten Terminal Formation had been reactivated .
Nobody under the heavens could see the Evil Sky Pavilion’s Old Villain Ji and remain calm . Even Emperor Liu Gu was no exception . He retreated into the ranks of Imperial guard before he took a deep breath to calm down . Then, he said, “You forego the road to heaven and chose to barge into hell! Old Villain Ji, I’ll end your life today!” He spread his arms and continued to say, “All beings are equal inside the Ten Terminal Formation . Imperial guard, heed my command . Take down Old villain Ji, and you’ll be handsomely rewarded!”
Swoosh!
The Imperial guards straightened their bodies and raised their halberds .
Tens of thousands of Nether Sect members straightened their bodies in response .
“Protect the patriarch!”
“Protect the patriarch!”
They were not stupid . If something were to happen to the patriarch, they would all die . The simplest way to protect the patriarch was to charge collectively . Once the time limit was over, the patriarch would be unrivaled .
Si Wuya shook his head and sighed . “Alas, we missed the best opportunity to kill Liu Gu!”
The eight elders stood on the side of the Imperial guards .
The remaining Imperial guards inside the city were mobilized as well .
Duanmu Sheng acted as though he was facing a great enemy as he said, “Master, stand back! With Eldest Senior Brother’s tens of thousands of members, we’re sure to win!”
However, Lu Zhou calmly said, “Stand down . ”
“Master?”
Lu Zhou did not respond .
Duanmu Sheng was perplexed, but he did dare to question his master . He obediently stepped to the side .
Lu Zhou stood before the Imperial guards below the imperial city .
They were all mortals at this moment . If the Imperial guards were to charge at this moment, nobody would be able to stop them!
Killing Old Villain Ji came with a glory that was hard to resist!
“You want to kill me?” Lu Zhou looked at the Imperial guards . His deep-set eyes were filled with disdain .
“That’s right! We’re going to kill you! If not now, then when?” Liu Gu waved his arm .
Hundreds of Imperial guards swarmed toward Lu Zhou . They raised their halberds and charged at him .
The Nether Sect members charged as well .
Duanmu Sheng’s expression changed slightly . He brandished his Overlord Spear, intending to advance, but Lu Zhou barred his path with an arm .
The eyes of the 17 elders gleamed with anticipation . Even if they could not wipe out the Nether Sect entirely, the Imperial family would still win if they could kill the greatest villain in the world .
For a time, everyone held their breaths .
The Imperial guards drew closer and closer .
Just when the Imperial guards were almost upon Lu Zhou…
“Even if you have 10,000 lives, it won’t be enough to make up for my disciple’s life!”
‘If I can kill you once, I can kill you again!’
Lu Zhou raised his hand and pushed it out . He did not want to drag the battle out . Instead, he attacked decisively without holding back and launched an impressive palm strike .
The blue palm seal was not huge, but it was as tall as a man .
Boom!
The Great Blitz Treasure Seal easily struck the Imperial guards’ faces and sent hundreds of them flying .
The palm seal continued on its trajectory…
The Imperial guards who were hit were sent flying back without any exception .
In just a blink of an eye, it was in front of Liu Gu .
‘How did he conjure a palm seal inside the Ten Terminal Formation?’
“How is this possible?” Liu Gu raised his hands .
Boom!
Liu Gu’s arms were as fragile as a newborn . They cracked and snapped as the palm seal hit his chest . It stuck to his body and pushed him backward at top speed .
Boom!
Liu Gu crashed against the city wall .
The palm seal faded away .
Liu Gu was spread-eagle, stuck on the wall . His eyes were filled with fear and trepidation
The Nether Sect members in the imperial city, the 17 elders, and the neutral cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the situation were thoroughly shocked .
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