Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 364

Akiyama Youshi gritted his teeth, looking at Wu Tian. "Do whatever you want! Even if you use all Twelve Great Tortures on me—flaying, waist-chopping, dismemberment by chariots, the five punishments, death by a thousand cuts, hanging, and boiling—I will not beg for mercy! Nor will I disclose anything about the scabbard! Don't even think about it... I am a Fusang, a glorious and noble Fusang! A true Fusang would rather die than submit!"

Wu Tian couldn't listen anymore. Akiyama Youshi had spent his time brainwashing others; little did he know that he himself was the one most severely brainwashed. Wu Tian sneered and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, Akiyama Youshi found his mouth opening against his will.

"The scabbard... I have already handed it over to the Chief Minister."

His consciousness was clear, but his body was no longer under his control.

How could this be?

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Wu Tian suddenly asked.

At the same time, the Divine Body phenomenon "Demon Blood Stains The Firmament" appeared. In Akiyama Youshi's eyes, the white clouds were instantly stained a terrifying black, and the blue sky turned a bloody red. A drop of blood fell, then another, and another. What should have been a downpour of rain was, to his eyes, a cascade of blood.

The corpses in the Beichen Martial Arts School vanished without a trace in the bloody torrent.

Only now did Akiyama Youshi realize that Wu Tian couldn't possibly be human. Such methods were beyond the capabilities of any mortal. Neither the Onmyoji, An Pei Qingyang, nor the Fusang Sword Saint was capable of such a feat.

"I... we were wrong. You're... you're not a stepping stone, you're a devil... a true devil."

He was terrified and no longer dared to oppose Wu Tian. Pale-faced, drenched in cold sweat, and trembling from head to toe, he finally began to beg for mercy. "I was wrong... Please... if you spare me, I'll... I'll do anything you ask."

Cold sweat had completely soaked his back. He had thought he wasn't afraid of death, but he was terrified of Wu Tian's unnatural existence.

He knelt. If the Chief Minister saw this with his own eyes, he would never believe it could happen. Akiyama Youshi wasn't his most powerful subordinate, but he was the most loyal. How could such a man kneel before someone from the Dragon Country?

"Do you remember what you just said?" Wu Tian asked, a smile playing on his lips.

Akiyama Youshi's face burned with shame.

"Do whatever you want! Even if you use all Twelve Great Tortures on me—flaying, waist-chopping, dismemberment by chariots, the five punishments, death by a thousand cuts, hanging, and boiling—I will not beg for mercy! Nor will I disclose anything about the scabbard! Don't even think about it... I am a Fusang, a glorious and noble Fusang! A true Fusang would rather die than submit!"

He had spoken those words only moments ago.

But from his perspective, this wasn't his fault at all. The only one to blame was Wu Tian for being too terrifying.

He was so ashamed he wished the ground would swallow him whole, but Wu Tian's voice cut through his thoughts. "Begging is useless. I despise Fusangs, and any Fusang who stands against me must die."

What?

Akiyama Youshi's face went white with fear. He instinctively tried to turn and run, but his body was frozen in place. How could he possibly escape?

"Die!"

Wu Tian's eyes narrowed, and fire burst forth from his gaze.

Instantly, flames erupted on Akiyama Youshi's body. Unable to move, he could only endure the agony, watching himself burn bit by bit. Panic-stricken, his horrifying shrieks were like a pig being slaughtered. "I was wrong... I was wrong... I... AHHH..."

The Dragon Country of today is not the Dragon Country of the past! The spirit of our people is no less than it was back then! If they dare to come, then let them come!

Looking up at The Firmament, Wu Tian let out a cold laugh.

The scabbard was in the hands of the Chief Minister of Fusang. This news was very important.

「Meanwhile, in Fusang...」

The user Heibai Zi posted again on the forums. This time, the post hit like an atomic bomb, leaving the people of Fusang utterly stunned.

"Everyone in the Beichen Martial Arts School is dead! The grandson of Prince Kyochang of Asakagong has also been tragically killed in the Dragon Country!"

What?

This news exploded across all major forums, leaving the Fusangs speechless. The complete annihilation of the Beichen Martial Arts School was a major event, but the death of Prince Kyochang of Asakagong's only heir? This was an earth-shattering development! Everyone knew the prince had a living descendant, but no one knew who it was. To think he would be revealed only to die on Dragon Country soil...

Could it be fate? Were we wrong to invade the Dragon Country all those years ago?

Is this divine retribution?

Some Fusang citizens were filled with guilt.

Of course, there were also those who remained stubbornly unrepentant. "It wasn't a mistake, not at all! We were trying to help the people of the Dragon Country rise up with us! It was they who were too ignorant to understand!"