The Birth of Sword God

Chapter 382 - 338: The Death of the World’s Protagonist (2)

Moreover, she was well aware that this time, with the obliteration of the main soul, the Emperor’s Divine Thought within her had suffered a very severe backlash.

This time, the slumber is estimated not to be short, it definitely won’t be like the last time, lasting only a brief period.

This life, dominated, can take a brief respite, and both times it was because of him.

"This child actually has methods to annihilate Divine Thought?"

She knew in her heart that her own Divine Sense techniques couldn’t accomplish this; even the National Guardian Xiahou Yue absolutely couldn’t.

This meant that the Divine Thought within her, Chu Huaixu could also sever!

"It’s just..."

At this thought, she couldn’t help but glance at the Moon Emperor beside her.

As long as the Moon Emperor remained controlled by the Ancestor Emperor, whatever she did would be futile.

If the other party issued an order, they could send someone to end her life.

Only, for some reason, she felt something was off about Your Majesty’s expression at this moment.

But as the saying goes: The Emperor’s heart is like water, unfathomable.

The Female State Preceptor was momentarily uncertain.

Every generation of Moon Emperor is essentially half a puppet Emperor.

The Divine Soul of the Ancestor Emperor has been shrouding Moon Country for hundreds of years.

But nonetheless, he has been sitting securely on the throne for decades.

The Female State Preceptor did not believe she could easily gauge the Emperor’s heart.

Right now, she could only quietly observe the change.

Once again, she shifted her gaze back to Chu Huaixu.

The snow was falling harder and harder.

Below the stage, people were incessantly murmuring.

"Bold thief, truly killed the Young Master! Can this really end well?"

"Fearless, isn’t he afraid of angering Your Majesty, not afraid of future retaliation?"

"Shh! Stop talking! It’s originally a death duel agreement, the National Guardians tried to intervene but couldn’t even stop it! Aren’t you embarrassed enough?"

"Today’s events will spread throughout the Profound Yellow Realm, surely to be mocked by the Mirror Country people for a long time."

What happened here in the Moon Country?

The National Guardian Sword was summoned by an outsider, he, infused with fortune, killed the first prodigy of Moon Country!

And from the perspective of Mirror Country people?

Chu Leader is a peerless talent, not fearing authority. Sword Venerable is invincible in the world, entering the Ninth Realm and blocking the multitude of Great Cultivators from Moon Country!

All of this, in the eyes of Mirror Country people, is delightful, much talked about.

What they accomplished is a glorious feat!

As for your Moon Country’s first prodigy, your noble Crown Prince, what business is it of ours Mirror Country?

We even think you are sinister and despicable, not even knowing how to adhere to a death duel agreement!

Among the crowd below, within the Daoist Disciple’s ranks, the morale was highest.

Second was the Sword Sect’s ranks.

Mo Qingmei, the steward leading the team, looked foolishly at the young person on the stage whom she regarded as a child.

"Did... did it?"

"Chu Huaixu really did it!"

"He... he killed the Heir of Prince Rui!"

Mo Qingmei’s eyes couldn’t help but turn red again, recalling the solemn promise Chu Huaixu made to her before this battle.

But upon this thought, she suddenly realized that what Chu Huaixu said was "the first account."

Which means, there is a second, even a third?

What else does he intend to do!

...

...

On the stage, heavy snow continued to fall, the snow still getting heavier.

Chu Huaixu held the National Guardian Sword, showing no intention of returning it.

Nor did he intend to step down from the stage.

The body of Qin Xuexiao, with the left arm and half of the left shoulder severed, and a massive bloody hole blasted into the chest, had already been taken away.

Being of noble birth, naturally requires a grand burial.

However, even with the body well preserved, it’s unlikely to serve as a perfect vessel.

Moreover, the Emperor’s Divine Thought has only two strands remaining, the main soul is also destroyed.

Whether the possession can be smoothly enacted is already unknown.

The snow fell on Chu Huaixu’s shoulder, his face showing a trace of irritation.

He looked at the two Great Cultivators of Moon Country acting as judges, and with an incredibly puzzled tone asked: "Why haven’t you declared the outcome?"

The two judges: ".... "

People have been killed by you!

Moreover, even if due to rules this process must be followed, the two of us are also unsure whether announcing the winner will anger Your Majesty.

If Your Majesty is displeased, what then?

This sentence fell into the ears of the Female State Preceptor.

She immediately turned her head to look at the Moon Emperor, uncertain if testing something or giving a reminder, she said:

"Your Majesty, you still need to personally issue the Profound Yellow Leader Order."

The Moon Emperor heard this, his face sank deeply, his old face turned ashen.

He snorted coldly, then slowly rose.

Moon Country had suffered great humiliation.

If even the originally deserved Profound Yellow Leader Order wasn’t given, it would indeed be mocked by the world.

In this regard, the centuries-old tradition of the East and West Continent Competition, would be pointless to continue.

The final dignity must be preserved.

The Moon Emperor could indeed leave in anger and let others issue it.

After all, the one who died was his imperial grandson, his own grandson.

Yet for unknown reasons, this elderly man’s eyes showed a hint of hesitation, he looked down again at Chu Huaixu.

I have many grandsons.

Moreover, Xuanxiao was born destined to die, chosen as a vessel by the ancestor when he was born.

His entire life was to walk step by step in this direction.

All the cultivation and attention, merely to ensure the ancestor could smoothly possess.

Sometimes he indeed considers him as a grandson.

But sometimes, he mercilessly sees him as just a vehicle.

The Moon Emperor raised his head and glanced at the snowy sky.