Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1052 - 307: Conclusion

Fan Wu looked down with a lofty gaze at the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty standing before him.

He hadn’t expected the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, who had lived for who knows how many years, to reveal such a loss of composure.

However, after a moment’s thought, it seemed quite normal since the other party would naturally react this way when his strength was inferior to his own... It wasn’t surprising.

At this moment, the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, seeing that Fan Wu had no excess reaction, couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Just as he was about to say something, he hadn’t expected that Fan Wu would suddenly speak up.

Fan Wu said in an extremely calm tone, uttering words that made the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty’s pupils shrink, "I, the poor Daoist, have no interest in the throne, and even less interest in the so-called position of Crown Prince... Actually, I should be too lazy to bother with the so-called grudges between you and me."

Because these so-called grudges were only between the original body and the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, what did they have to do with a transmigrator like himself?

He Fan Wu was not the so-called last royal orphan of the Shangwu Dynasty; he was merely assuming such a dispensable identity. He did not care about it at all.

If it had been one or two years earlier, knowing that he had such an identity, Fan Wu might have imagined himself ascending to the throne one day.

But now it was different. Did the throne matter at all with his power?

For such a so-called worldly dynasty, as long as Fan Wu was willing, and given enough time, he could destroy it whenever he wished.

But the problem was... his swindler master went through a lot of trouble to take the original body out of the Imperial Palace when it was still an infant and cared for it until it grew up.

In the more than three years since he had transmigrated here, although that swindler master always deceived him, he had taken rather good care of him.

After all, he was already here. He couldn’t allow that master, who had died long ago, to depart this world with his eyes unshut, could he?

With these thoughts in his mind, Fan Wu continued, "However, I have suddenly thought of a person, a person who compels me to deal with this matter, who forces me to intervene in such grudges."

After saying this, Fan Wu slowly stood up from the gilded great chair. Under the fearful gaze of the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, he drew the Demon-slaying Sword.

Fan Wu didn’t even bother to approach his opponent deliberately. With a casual flick of his wrist and a light slash through the air, a dazzling sword light was seen hurtling away in the blink of an eye.

The Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty was terrified, and the faces of the senior officials behind him changed dramatically, while the guards who wanted to block were too late.

Suddenly, the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty felt the scenery before him spin wildly. Although he did not turn his head, he could see the shocked faces of the group behind him.

Then, he felt as if his head had fallen to the ground, and in the next instant, his consciousness disappeared, plunging into silence, and even his soul was erased.

In the palace, blood spurted from the neck of a headless corpse, staining the floor crimson.

The headless corpse fell to the ground stiffly, twitched a few times, and then lay still.

At that moment, the entire palace fell dead silent, all eyes turned to the headless corpse on the ground.

"Gulp!" A civil minister of the Shangwu Dynasty couldn’t help but swallow hard, breaking the heavy silence with a trembling voice, "The... The Crown Prince... The Crown Prince has been... been killed by Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple..."

As these words rang out, the whole palace erupted into turmoil, with shock written plainly on everyone’s faces, for no one had expected such a turn of events to unfold before them.

No one could have imagined that someone would dare to kill the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty in front of so many people. Wasn’t this a bit too brazen? Wasn’t this failing to take the Shangwu Dynasty seriously?

However, if the person taking action were Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, everything seemed reasonable again. Indeed, Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple had no need whatsoever to take the Shangwu Dynasty into account.

The events that had just transpired, along with the thick scent of blood wafting through the air, made the assembled ministers and guards inside the Imperial Palace, along with some eunuchs and palace maids, feel as if it were all a dream.

For a brief moment, they doubted the reality of what they had witnessed, but if it weren’t real, why did it feel so palpable?

"You... you... you..." A minister with a white beard couldn’t help but point his finger at Fan Wu, "You... you... why... why would you..."

But as Fan Wu’s gaze shifted in his direction, the white-bearded minister suddenly dared not utter another word, the thousands of thoughts in his mind firmly lodged in his throat.

With his own strength, he silenced the entire court so that no one dared speak out for fear of their lives! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

It should be noted that within this region, the Shangwu Dynasty was considered a hegemonic power. Any dynasty that dared to hinder the expansion of the Shangwu Dynasty would be leveled to the ground.

Who could have imagined such a humiliating day would come?

To be so oppressed by a single person that no one dared to speak!

At that moment, Fan Wu continued, "I have finished my business here. As for the messes within the Imperial Palace and Imperial City, I’ll leave you all to clean them up."

With those words, Fan Wu nonchalantly made his exit.

After all, this place was quite foreign to him, and he harbored no sentimental attachment.

Compared to staying in the Imperial Palace of the Shangwu Dynasty, he would rather return to the Qiulong Temple in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Within the entire Imperial Palace, not a single person dared to obstruct Fan Wu’s departure.

Whether they were loyal guards or high-principled civil and military officials, none had the courage to challenge Fan Wu.

All they could do was watch as Fan Wu walked away from them. They didn’t dare to intervene or even speak another word, for fear of offending such an important personage.

It was at this moment they understood that so-called power and influence were minuscule before absolute strength.

The Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, such a lofty status, was it not?

Yet he was killed without a moment’s hesitation!

As they stood there in utter shock, they also felt as if their eyes had been opened.

"What should we do? Should we lock down the information inside the Imperial Palace? If the world learns that the Crown Prince has been killed and His Majesty has passed away, won’t there be chaos under the heavens?"

It was only a long while after Fan Wu had left that someone finally voiced this question.

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