Chapter 1598 - 1591: Heaven-Shaking Sacrifice (Part 5)
Chapter 1598: Chapter 1591: Heaven-Shaking Sacrifice (Part 5)
The ghost soldiers met the ghosts and engaged in battle.
Prince Yuan raced down from Haotian Platform.
"Father!"
Prince Yuan’s heart sank as he saw the Fuzhou Emperor lying in a pool of blood.
Beside him, the noble concubine and the Fourth Prince, along with several royal family members, were all crying.
"Your Highness, Crown Prince, it is not safe here, please leave quickly."
Old Master Tusu and Tu Suxuan protected Prince Yuan at his side.
"Father, quickly find the Imperial Physician."
Prince Yuan shouted loudly.
"No need to find one, Father is already dead. Prince Yuan, if you can’t bear to part with Father, then go down with him."
The Fourth Prince sneered, and the Zhu father and son leapt into action.
A large number of imperial palace guards swiftly surrounded them.
They were all partisans of Zhu Qianjun and the Noble Princess Consort.
"Noble Princess Consort Zhu, Zhu Qianjun, are you two trying to rebel!"
Prince Yuan was both furious and anxious.
"Rebel? You’re the one rebelling, Prince Yuan. You assassinated the Emperor to seize the Emperor’s Fortune and were caught by us on the spot."
The beautiful face of the Noble Princess Consort was full of grief.
"You’re talking nonsense!"
Prince Yuan was furious.
"Whether I’m talking nonsense or not doesn’t matter. What matters is that you must die tonight. The throne can only belong to my son."
With that, the Noble Princess Consort gave a look to Zhu Qianjun.
At Zhu Qianjun’s command, the guards drew their crossbows, aiming at the three by Prince Yuan.
"Fire!"
Zhu Qianjun sneered.
He had been preparing for today for a long time.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
A rain of arrows shot forth like a swarm of locusts.
But the direction of the arrows was not aimed at Prince Yuan, but at Zhu Qianjun, the Noble Princess Consort, and the others.
"Outrageous!"
Zhu Qianjun shouted angrily.
He blocked in front of the Noble Princess Consort, the True Qi in his body rapidly forming into armor.
"You all?!"
Zhu Qianjun and his son looked closely.
Those guards had already stood behind Prince Yuan.
Their eyes emitted a faint, ghostly light.
"No need to look; these guards have already been controlled by the old student."
Ghost Shiva stepped forward.
"Prince Yuan, you saved my son, and the old student saves you once. We are even."
Ghost Shiva, being the second chair in Fengdong, was very skilled in soul control.
Earlier, Prince Yuan saved Zhao Tianming and asked Ghost Shiva for help.
He had long discovered that the guards at Haotian Platform had ulterior motives.
Ghost Shiva had already secretly taken control of these guards upon entering Haotian Platform.
The guards switched sides, aiming their arrows at the Noble Princess Consort and the others.
On Haotian Platform, those ghost soldiers and ghosts were also locked in a stalemate.
The Noble Princess Consort’s face turned pale with distress.
Little did she know that at this moment, Zhu Qianjun sneered.
"I’ve long known you colluded with the Fengdong faction. Prince Yuan, do you think you are the only one with reinforcements?"
Having said that, Poison Venerable flicked his fingers.
Plumes of poisonous mist burst forth from the ground.
Those guards, upon touching the poisonous mist, quickly turned into pools of pus, dissolving instantly.
"Ghost Shiva of Fengdong, I’ve heard a lot about you, but in front of me, Poison Venerable, you’re nothing."
Poison Venerable stepped forward.
His face, full of ugly bumps, was filled with mockery.
Seeing this, Ghost Shiva’s expression changed.
"Poison Venerable, you are a disciple of the State Preceptor of Shengri Country. Why collude with rebels and plot against my Fuzhou?"
Prince Yuan angrily questioned.
"The Zhu siblings promised that if I help the Fourth Prince seize the throne, Fuzhou would yield the tax rights to the Main Country this year. Prince Yuan, if you can offer a higher price, I might not kill you."
Poison Venerable said faintly.