Immortal God of War

Chapter 978 - 933: Kneel Before Me—Imperial Edict!

Divine Prison, bind all directions!

Everyone was struck with dismay.

Zhuge Mingyang struggled madly, but under the overwhelming pressure, he was like an ant, insignificant and unworthy.

"I just received my ancestor’s heritage, but do you know why I didn’t use the Divine Dragon Technique?"

Qin Feiyang gazed down at Zhuge Mingyang, resembling a War God steering a divine dragon.

"Why?"

Zhuge Mingyang instinctively asked.

"Because you are unworthy."

Qin Feiyang said coldly.

"Unworthy!"

Zhuge Mingyang’s heart trembled.

Being told he was unworthy nearly shattered his state of mind.

The Divine Dragon Technique was a divine art created by the first emperor, which once was used to defeat the former emperor Mu Tianyang.

Its destructive power can be imagined.

If Qin Feiyang had revealed the Divine Dragon Technique, he might have been defeated long ago.

Yet Qin Feiyang never used it.

He originally thought Qin Feiyang might not have fully mastered it.

After all, it’s a divine art; how could it be wielded freely in a short time?

But unexpectedly, Qin Feiyang deliberately chose not to use the Divine Dragon Technique.

In other words.

From beginning to end, Qin Feiyang never regarded him in any high esteem.

"I said that today I will thoroughly destroy you."

"Now, kneel before me!"

Qin Feiyang yelled.

The Imperial Prison’s emanating pressure instantly surged to an even higher level.

Zhuge Mingyang’s body trembled, his legs immediately uncontrollably bent toward kneeling in the void.

"No!"

"I cannot kneel!"

"In this world, aside from family and the emperor, no one has the right to force me to kneel!"

Zhuge Mingyang roared in his heart.

For someone like Zhuge Mingyang, who has an extremely strong sense of pride, kneeling to someone is more painful than killing him.

Especially when the one he should kneel to is Qin Feiyang.

If now he kneels, he would live forever in this shadow.

Even if he doesn’t die then, he would lose his will and confidence, continuing to drift aimlessly.

And Qin Feiyang’s intention is exactly to crush Zhuge Mingyang completely from the mind and spirit, leaving no room for redemption!

"Kneel to me!"

Qin Feiyang pronounced each word with powerful pressure.

"In your dreams!"

Zhuge Mingyang screamed furiously.

He struggled desperately!

Yet no matter what he did, it was felt futile.

Knees slowly bent downward.

His face filled with despair.

"Emperor, quickly stop Qin Feiyang, do not let Zhuge Mingyang kneel here."

"That’s right, Zhuge Mingyang has a proud personality, being forced to kneel, he might never stand again in his entire life."

"Zhuge Mingyang has extraordinary talent, and his loyalty to you is beyond question; you must preserve him, Emperor!"

Seeing this.

Elder Qin and several other pseudo gods, including the current Empress, anxiously urged the emperor.

The emperor looked at Qin Feiyang and Zhuge Mingyang, his gaze profoundly dark.

Didn’t expect in the end, Zhuge Mingyang still couldn’t defeat Qin Feiyang.

"Very well."

He sighed deeply, looking at Qin Feiyang: "We concede."

But just as he spoke, Zhuge Mingyang reached his limit, legs bent, and directly knelt in the void!

"This is bad!"

Elder Qin and several pseudo gods’ eyes trembled, looking at Zhuge Mingyang with worry.

Only to see Zhuge Mingyang, at the moment he knelt, instantly became spiritless and ceased resisting.

"I knelt to Qin Feiyang..."

"How could this happen..."

"Qin Feiyang was discarded at ten, expelled from the Imperial Capital, wandering outside without support..."

"While I have always lived in the Imperial Capital, having limitless resources for cultivation..."

"But why am I still inferior to him..."

"Why does heaven treat me so cruelly..."

"If born Yu, why born Liang..."

"Since there is me Zhuge Mingyang, why does Qin Feiyang still appear..."

He collapsed, kneeling in the void, murmuring.

The whole person looked extremely desolate.

His originally bright eyes also seemed hollow and lifeless.

In the high sky.

The purpose has been achieved, Qin Feiyang withdrew the purple-gold Dragon Soul.

Initially, towards Zhuge Mingyang, he had no malice.

Contrarily, he really appreciated this person.

Because Zhuge Mingyang indeed counted as a figure.

But unexpectedly, due to the Eldest Prince’s death, Zhuge Mingyang repeatedly targeted him.

Even several times putting him in a death situation.

He is no saint, impossible to not fight back.

As for the current result, while he is not fully satisfied, it is reluctantly acceptable.

Originally, he planned to directly kill Zhuge Mingyang after defeating him, but now the emperor has conceded, naturally, cannot then strike.

However.

Now Zhuge Mingyang’s state of mind has collapsed, no matter how talented he is, it would be hard to achieve greatness, and posed no threat to him in the future.

Phew!

He exhaled deeply, lowered his head to look at the emperor, a flash of cold light in his eyes.

Swish!

He stepped out, landing opposite the emperor, sneering: "If you had conceded earlier, Zhuge Mingyang would not end up in this plight, it’s all your fault."

The emperor couldn’t help but tightly clench his hands.

Qin Feiyang shook his head with a smile, saying: "A bet is a bet, fulfill your promise quickly!"

"Wait here!"

The emperor, suppressing his anger, shook his sleeves and left.

Whoosh!

In no time at all.

An elderly man in the attire of a eunuch hurriedly flew over, holding a royal decree.

This eunuch, Qin Feiyang had seen before.

He was the Chief Eunuch of the Imperial Palace, with formidable cultivation, a War Emperor.

The Chief Eunuch stopped in mid-air, saluted Qin Feiyang from a distance, then opened the decree and began to read aloud.

"Royal Decree!"

"For the next ten years, no one is permitted to harm Qin Feiyang’s mother, or anyone related to Qin Feiyang."

"Those who violate this will be executed for rebellion!"

After reading, the Chief Eunuch closed the decree and handed it to Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang grabbed the decree, looked at its contents, and couldn’t help but knit his brows tightly.

"Is Your Highness satisfied?"

The Chief Eunuch asked cautiously.

"Do I look satisfied to you?"

Qin Feiyang said in a deep voice.

Indeed, the content of this decree was just as the Chief Eunuch had read.

But why only ten years?

To a normal person, ten years can be one-sixth or one-seventh of a lifetime, quite long.

But to a martial artist, ten years pass by in the blink of an eye.

After working so hard and sacrificing so much, all he earned was just these ten years?

"This..."

The Chief Eunuch hesitated for a moment and said, "Should I go ask His Majesty again?"

"No need."

Qin Feiyang shook his head.

Because he knew the emperor would not change his mind.

Ten years...

Although not a long time, for him, it may already be enough.

He waved his hand, put away the decree, then landed in front of the woman in white.

"Your Highness, His Majesty also said you must leave the Great Qin Empire immediately."

The Chief Eunuch quickly added upon seeing this.

"Scram!"

Qin Feiyang clenched his fists, looked up at the Chief Eunuch with eyes radiating an astonishing cold light.

The Chief Eunuch shrank back his neck, turned around, and fled in panic.

"Already eager to chase me away, aren’t you?"

Qin Feiyang sneered coldly, retracted his gaze, and his eyes softened as he looked at his mother.

"Child, Mother is truly proud of you."

The woman in white took out a clean handkerchief, gently wiping the blood off Qin Feiyang’s face, her eyes full of love.

Qin Feiyang grabbed his mother’s hand and asked, "Mother, are you really not coming with me?"

Both his tone and expression carried a hint of plea and reluctance.

"I can’t."

The woman in white shook her head, a trace of inexplicable sorrow clouding her brow.

Qin Feiyang lowered his head.

Though he had long known this would be his mother’s answer, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment.

"Child, you’ve grown up, you have your own path to walk, don’t always worry about Mother, I’ll be fine."

"You must strive hard, and Mother will always be waiting here for you."

The woman in white said with a smile, though there was a touch of reluctance in her eyes.

"You who gave birth to and raised me, how could I not worry about you?"

Qin Feiyang said in a hoarse whisper, his heart filled with an inescapable sadness.

His mother right before him, yet he couldn’t provide her a stable and peaceful life, nor fulfill his filial duty by her side, making him feel inadequate as a son.

"Mother understands your intentions."

"But reality is just that cruel."

"Go now, I’ll wait for your return, believing everything will align with your wishes then."

The woman in white suppressed her reluctance, speaking with a smile.

"Alright."

Qin Feiyang nodded, then turned to Elder Yi, saying, "Please, Elder, open the Mystic Gate of Time and Space now."

Clang!

Elder Yi immediately took out the Mystic Gate, and with a wave of his hand, divine power continuously flowed into it.

The middle-aged man also stepped forward to assist.

With the combined efforts of two Pseudo Gods, within less than ten breaths, the Mystic Gate was opened.

"It’s time to go."

Elder Yi urged.

"What about him?"

First Patriarch Mu pointed at the State Preceptor.

The State Preceptor was still held captive by First and Second Patriarch Mu.

"He must be released!"

Elder Qin stepped in front of the Mystic Gate, his face dark as he spoke.

The other three Pseudo Gods also unleashed terrifying divine might, enveloping everyone.

"We never said we wouldn’t release him, why so tense?"

Mu Qing sneered, then turned to look at Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang’s eyes flashed, with a wave, the Wolf King appeared out of thin air, speaking casually, "Give him a parting gift."

The Wolf King paused, turned to look at the State Preceptor, with a mischievous grin creeping up in his eyes.

It stood on its hind legs and swaggered over.

The State Preceptor was fully aware, seeing Qin Feiyang summon the Wolf King, he already felt a sense of foreboding.

Seeing the Wolf King approaching with a sinister smile made him even more anxious.

For the Wolf King was notorious in the Great Qin Empire for doing no good whatsoever.

Thud!

Simultaneously.

Qin Feiyang knelt in front of the woman in white, bowed three times, and whispered, "Mother, take care of yourself."

"I will."

The woman in white nodded with a smile.

Qin Feiyang gazed deeply at his mother, resolutely rose, and stepped towards the Mystic Gate of Time and Space.

The Wolf King also approached the State Preceptor, grinning slyly, "State Preceptor, we could be considered old friends, no?"