Otherworldly Evil Monarch - chapter-798
Following the sound of a voice, everyone looked up.
Far away, a youth in black walked slowly over with his hands clasped
behind his back. His face was wreathed in a warm smile, and his
expression was leisurely and casual, as though he was walking through his
own garden. The thousands of people on the battlefield parted like the
red sea, forming a passage for him through the carnage. It was as if an
immortal had come to visit from the heavens.
The ground was filled with thick, sticky fresh blood that covered one’s
soles completely. However, the powdered soles of the youth’s shoes were
not stained at all.
He walked over casually, neither fast not slow. Looking at the sword
wielding soldiers around him and at the river of blood under his feet, he
raised his voice and lamented. “Since ancient times, the path of kings is
an emotionless one. So what if its kin murdering their own blood? While
gazing upon fortresses and mountains picturesque as a painting, their
feet are filled with white bones!”
As he spoke, he had already walked and reached less than 10 zhang away
from Tian Xiang’s Yang Huai Yu. His black pupils carried an evil gleam as
he tilted his head and looked at this emperor at the end of his path.
Smiling lightly, he said, “Your Majesty is truly in a good mood! To think
that you’re capable of lecturing your failure of a son in such a
righteous manner right in the midst of a raging battle where blood and
tears rain through the sky… What a loving father, how touching and
He shook his head lightly as a lonely expression came over his face.
Sighing heavily, he continued. “It’s a pity… I cannot even see my
father anymore… or hear him lecture me! As a son, how can my heart not
ache? The tree craves stillness, but the wind will not abate. The son
wants to serve his parents in their old age, but they are no more! Your
Majesty… this feeling is truly hard to describe with words ah. Tell me,
isn’t it so? You’ve lost two sons in quick succession, and the last one
is attempting to kill you and wrest the throne away. Your Majesty can
probably clearly understand the pains of this commoner?”
The Emperor’s eyes flashed with pain, as well as a deeply hidden fear.
Furrowing his eyebrows tightly, he snorted. “Jun Mo Xie, this matter is
ultimately an internal problem of my Imperial Family. What are you here
for? Who are you representing today, unless… your Jun Family hasn’t
made enough trouble yet?”
Jun Mo Xie chuckled lightly. “Your Majesty jokes. How could that be?
Since when has our Jun Family created any troubles? Ever since that
incident at Tian Guan Lin 10 years ago, our Jun Mo Xie no longer dares to
create any trouble…
He rolled his eyes and suddenly, a sharp gleam shot out from his pupils.
His tone turned from gentle to exceptionally dominating and pressuring.
“Your Majesty, do you perhaps… still remember Jun Wu Hui of that year?”
The Tian Xiang Emperor’s face twitched, and his expression grew dark. “Do
not speak falsehoods in the face of a sincere man. What do you want to
say? Go ahead and say it directly!”
The moment Jun Mo Xie appeared, the kingly pressure that the Emperor had
built up with great difficulty actually disappeared in an instant! Facing
Jun Mo Xie, he even seemed a little… frightened… and guilty.
Jun Mo Xie smiled lightly, completely unfazed. “Your Majesty, why are you
losing your temper already? That imposing demeanor of yours nearly scared
this commoner to death! Your Majesty asked what this commoner was trying
to say? It’s actually really nothing much. This one only wishes to ask
Your Majesty; how does it feel like to watch your eldest son get killed
under your own eyes inside the sparkly palace with a blade through the
heart, at the place where your authority is the highest?”
He continued smiling warmly, but his eyes gleamed like a pair of swords.
“Anyways, the deceased has already departed. The dead is dead, and if
Your Majesty does not wish to talk about it, so be it. But the murderer
of your first son is your own second son. He became a traitor because he
killed his own royal kin. What are your thoughts on that? And today, your
third son was also chopped into minced meat by the same culprit. I’m sure
the feeling of watching this must be very enjoyable? It’s probably
something that none of us outsiders can comprehend…
“As for right now, the last surviving son is raising his sword against
his own father. Murdering his father and his sovereign, accomplishing his
own ambition. Does your heart hurt? But this kind of feeling, should be
quite unforgettable right?
“Or maybe, Your Majesty can look forward to it a little. The kingdom that
you’ve reigned over is finally about to be like a chrysanthemum on the
morrow, withering to a thing of the past. You yourself will be forsaken
by friends and allies, rebelled against by the masses, turning into an
isolated creature. Does it bring you a bit more comprehensions on life?”
The Emperor suddenly trembled with rage as he stared at Jun Mo Xie with
wide, hate-filled eyes/ “Jun Mo Xie, could it be that all this was
because of you schemed behind my back? How vicious!”
“Oh I wouldn’t dare to claim that honor. Compared to Your Majesty, I’m at
most only considered a small sorcerer in the presence of a great one.
This series of events is simply nothing more than people being driven
crazy by power. I only played a tiny part in this whole thing; truly!
This commoner would never dare to deceive Your Majesty the Emperor!”
Jun Mo Xie smiled lightly, as if he were talking about an extremely
insignificant matter. Shaking his head, he looked over with a ridiculing
look. “Do you feel like the matters of the world are somewhat inconstant?
What was once the sea has now changed into mulberry fields. Do you feel
any lamentation about the evanescence of worldly affairs, and how time
brings great changes to the world? Hahaha…”
“Jun Mo Xie, you’ve gone too far!” The Emperor clenched his teeth and
roared. Both his eyes had already turned completely blood red!
“Is it too much? I don’t think so! Your Majesty, when you directed the
Blood Sword Hall to collaborate with the Blizzard Silver City’s Xiao
Family back then to harm my father and my second uncle, did you feel that
it was too much? Surely not?”
smiled. “When my two brothers died horrible deaths because of your
schemes, did you feel that it might have been too much? No, right? How
can you pluck out the weeds without getting rid of the roots? All these
years, the Jun Family was beaten to a point where we couldn’t even catch
a breath, but did you think that you went too far? The life of the
Emperor is greater than the heavens, while the subjects are less than
ants. As long as any ant grew too big and posed any possibility of being
a threat to your throne, even if it was just a mere possibility, they had
to be removed at all costs?! Our Jun Family should in fact still thank
Your Majesty for being merciful and not wiping us out completely?!”
Jun Mo Xie raised his head and laughed aloud, his ice cold eyes staring
straight at the Emperor. “Cause and effect, the circle of karma. How is
it, now that the same thing has happened to Your Majesty? Do you feel
like it’s too overboard? HAHA, how funny! Is it really too overboard?
This lowly commoner does not think so! From what this commoner has seen,
this is actually far from being enough. How many people have you lost so
far—how many brave heroes have lost their lives from your lowly
schemes? Countless valiant men who fought and bled for their Tian Xiang
kingdom survived the blades of their enemies, only to be killed by the
ruler they had declared their loyalty to. Do they think that it’s too
Jun Mo Xie walked forward step by step, his aura abnormally heavy. The
air itself seemed to have stopped flowing, and everyone felt an extremely
“You thought all this was too excessive? The real dish is still
following! Yang Huai Yu, today, you will definitely taste it!”
Jun Mo Xie’s handsome face suddenly turned incomparably sinister as he
raised his voice. “Yang Dan! What are you waiting for? Kill this old
bastard before you, and you’ll be able to ascend to the throne of the
Emperor! As long as you finish this old codgey, the throne will be yours!
I promise it!”
The second prince Yang Dan raised his head as though he had been awoken
by this shout. He turned his head to look at his Royal Father as greed
and ambition filled his eyes. A dark smile spread across his face as he
stuck his tongue out and lightly licking his lips. His eyes grew redder
and redder and with a sudden roar, he shouted, “Many thanks to Third
Young Master Jun for your good graces! Royal Father! Please do not blame
this son for being unfilial, it was actually you… who pushed me too
far! Since you’re already at the end of the road, just take it as a
fulfilling of your son’s wishes and a favor to me!”
Bending his waist, he picked up the sword that fell on the ground and
took two large steps forward. His face was filled with conflict and
hesitation. Their father and son relationship over all these years and
the immense ambition in his heart were undergoing a huge internal
struggle at this moment, causing his face to be lined with sweat!
But in the end, it was still his crazy desire for power that came out on
top. The temptation that came from being the ruler of all under the
heavens, his fame spreading past the four seas, and being feared by all
his subjects was simply too great! Yang Dan roared loudly, raised his
treasured sword, and closed his eyes as he slashed down madly!
A spurt of fresh blood splattered onto the second prince’s face. He
opened his eyes again, seeing his Royal Father look at him with a
heartbroken, despairing expression. His sword was lodged deeply in his
Royal Father’s shoulder…
No matter how he thought of his ending, the Emperor would never have
imagined that he would be witnessing his three sons slaughtering each
other, and then himself being killed by the only remaining son!
In that moment, the pain in his heart had reached an extreme level!
When he looked at the sword slashing down towards him, he actually did
not have any thoughts of dodging at all… he simply looked at that
conflicted face before him, his eyes filled with complete and utter
This is my son, my own flesh and blood!
And for the sake of power—for the sake of the throne—he wants to kill
He’s murdering his own father!
Fresh blood spurted out!
The second prince increased his strength, forcibly pulling the sword out
again. His entire body trembled with shock, and suddenly, a crazed
expression came over his face as he roared madly. “You old undying thing!
Why aren’t you dead yet? Why won’t you die?! Hurry up and die for me! Go
to hell! AHHH!”
Like a madman, he shouted in an intoxicated manner as he raised the sword
and slashed down again. Repeatedly roaring, repeatedly hacking. His face
was filled with madness and fanaticism. Blood flowed unceasingly off his
face, and bits of flesh could be found on his clothes. However, he did
not seem to care. In that moment, he only had the single desire to cut
down this person before him, the final obstacle that blocked his
ascension to the throne…
was too wretched to look at. He had already ceased breathing a long time
ago, save for that pair of empty eyes that stared listlessly and
painfully at the entire scene…