Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472: Chapter 474 Liu Bowen, Biscuit Song [2/5 please subscribe]

With a single punch, Beiming Fenghua’s body exploded in a spray of blood. What did it matter that she was a woman? Wu Tian didn’t care. To be his enemy was to be a dead man.

Yet, Wu Tian himself remained immaculate, untouched by the gore. He stood there quietly, his features delicate, his slender hands seemingly without an ounce of strength. No one could have possibly imagined the power that lay within him.

As Wu Tian stood silently, the spectating Immortal Seekers found it difficult to breathe. An inexplicable urge to kneel washed over them.

Everyone was dead. It was an outcome no one had expected. The mere thought of Wu Tian’s strength made the Immortal Seekers’ scalps tingle.

"May we leave?" one of them asked timidly.

"Yes, this has nothing to do with us. Can we go now?" another added.

"..."

The crowd of Immortal Seekers looked on, filled with apprehension.

"First, tell me who it was I killed," Wu Tian said calmly.

The surrounding Immortal Seekers exchanged glances. Who did Wu Tian kill? Heavenly King Zhufu and Beiming Fenghua, of course. But that can’t be right. If it were that simple, why would he ask us?

One of them came to a realization. "They were demons!" he declared.

"That’s right, they were demons!" The other Immortal Seekers quickly caught on.

"They were the demons, yet they had the audacity to call you one, Mr. Wu Tian! They must have fallen to the demonic path long ago!"

"Death was too good for them!"

"..."

Wu Tian nodded. "Very good. And who was Zhao Tianxia?"

The Immortal Seekers hesitated, looking at one another. There was no one else here to contradict them.

"He was a scoundrel!" one of them said through gritted teeth. "He violated my sister, and I... I wanted to tear him apart with my bare teeth!"

"He’s right!"

Years of pent-up resentment burst forth from the Immortal Seekers. Zhao Tianxia didn’t deserve to be called an Immortal Seeker. He didn’t even deserve to be called human—he was nothing but a beast!

It seemed the matter was concluded.

But it wasn’t.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

At that moment, a full hundred figures on Flying Swords tore through the sky, landing in a dense formation. A closer look revealed their composition. Of the hundred, eighty were Cultivators of the Fourth Realm, Heart Movement. Fifteen were of the Fifth Realm, Golden Core. The remaining five, however, were renowned figures, rumored to have reached the legendary Sixth Realm: Nascent Soul.

The so-called Nascent Soul realm is achieved when a lotus blooms above one’s Spirit Root. Within this lotus, a miniature version of oneself—an ’infant soul’—develops. This marks one’s true entry into the hallowed halls of Cultivation. Each Nascent Soul is unique and can even resemble legendary figures like Sun Wukong or Yang Jian. Of course, this is merely a resemblance, not the actual beings themselves. To manifest the real thing would be to defy the heavens.

The man in the lead had a long beard and wore a flowing robe, exuding the profound air of a sage. It felt as if his gaze could see through any secret.

"That’s Liu Tianji!"

"I know him! He’s one of the Elders of the Righteous Alliance. He’s incredibly powerful."

"He must be here to avenge Zhao Tianxia."

"It’s not just his status that’s impressive; his lineage is extraordinary."

"I’ve heard about that, too. From the saying, ’Zhuge Liang divided the world into three, while Liu Bowen unified the rivers and mountains.’ He’s a descendant of Liu Bowen."

"Indeed."

Seeing Liu Tianji and his contingent, the surrounding Immortal Seekers remembered what they had just said, and their faces turned pale. They knew the newcomers must have overheard them.

The Alliance Hierarch is currently in seclusion and will surely be furious to learn of Zhao Tianxia’s death. If we can avenge him, the Hall Master thought gleefully, the Hierarch will surely reward us handsomely when he emerges.

It was widely known that Liu Bowen’s works, the Jinling Pagoda Inscriptions and the Biscuit Song, had accurately predicted future events, even foretelling the war between the Dragon Country and Fusang. But it was true that there was one more line, a secret prophecy passed down only within the Liu Family. How can Wu Tian possibly know this? he wondered, utterly baffled.

His face? What’s wrong with his face? Everyone was confused.

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