Immortal God of War-Chapter 970 - 925: Is Qin Feiyang Dead? Slapping the Emperor’s Face!
The world is silent, the gods are mute!
Elder Ruyi, the middle-aged man, Elder Qin, and those three Pseudo Gods who appeared later, gazed at Qin Feiyang at this moment, their eyes filled with incredibly complex emotions.
To voluntarily abandon one’s Bloodline Power, such an extremely terrifying act, if it were them, they wouldn’t dare do it!
Even though they are all Pseudo Gods who dominate one side.
Even though they are basically in opposition to Qin Feiyang, his actions at this moment make them unable to help but feel a sense of admiration.
Without a certain amount of determination, it’s absolutely impossible to do this kind of thing.
"Feiyang..."
In a certain void.
Ren Wushuang and the old man and others stood inside Lu Xingchen’s space artifact, looking at Qin Feiyang outside, their expressions full of worry and pain.
At the same time.
Inside, there was a sense of injustice.
Why does the Emperor treat Qin Feiyang this way?
Is Qin Feiyang not his biological son?
This is cruel to him, so unfair.
If the Emperor could show half the concern for Qin Feiyang that he shows for the young Prince, Qin Feiyang wouldn’t have reached this point.
Even Lu Xingchen felt it was deeply unworthy for Qin Feiyang.
Is it necessary to do such a foolish thing for just one sentence?
He doesn’t even know how to evaluate Qin Feiyang now.
Is it stupidity?
Or courage?
No!
It’s definitely foolishness.
And it’s hopelessly foolish!
Because such actions only cause pain to those who care and pleasure to enemies.
"Why be so foolish?"
"Why!"
Just like Qin Feiyang’s mother, at this moment, she was like a despairing old woman, constantly lamenting, her face filled with sorrow.
Wuuu...
Even the heavens seemed moved by her.
In the sky above the Imperial Capital, strong winds gradually brewed.
Dark clouds surged from afar.
The once sunny sky gradually plunged into darkness.
Crack!
Clatter!
Before long...
The heavens roared with lightning and thunder, the wind howled.
Heavy rain poured down!
"What’s going on?"
"Why did it suddenly start raining when it was all fine?"
The people of the Imperial Capital looked bewilderedly at the sky.
"Such a strong sense of sorrow."
"That sorrow comes from the Imperial Palace. What on earth happened there?"
Ling Yu and the other three stood at the window, looking towards the Imperial Palace, their brows filled with confusion.
In another tavern.
Zhuge Mingyang also stood at the window, watching the pouring rain outside, silent for a long time.
Suddenly!
He activated a teleportation gate and appeared above the Bright Sky Palace.
"What’s the situation?"
Seeing Qin Feiyang’s current state, his eyes were full of astonishment.
The Kylin army commander sighed, "He has abandoned his Bloodline Power."
"This..."
Zhuge Mingyang was dumbfounded.
Qin Feiyang’s great talent largely stemmed from this Bloodline Power.
But now he actually discarded this Bloodline Power?
Is he crazy?
Zhuge Mingyang glared at Qin Feiyang, shouting, "Do you think that by doing this, you can gain everyone’s sympathy?"
"I have no intention of gaining anyone’s sympathy, I just don’t want to owe him anything."
Qin Feiyang said calmly.
"Don’t want to owe him?"
Zhuge Mingyang was taken aback, turned to glance at the Emperor, and immediately understood.
"Now, you’re no longer worthy as an opponent for me, Zhuge Mingyang."
He shook his head, turned away, and fell silent.
"Is that so?"
Qin Feiyang muttered.
The blood was still flowing!
His face grew increasingly pale.
The Life Fire he fused was frantically repairing his blood vessels.
But each time they were repaired, they would burst again.
Time ticked by.
He had little blood left in his body, and the ground beneath him was stained red.
He lifted his head, coldly staring at the Emperor.
The rain drenched him, a bit cold.
But looking at the Emperor’s indifferent face, his heart was even colder!
"Is this the ending you wanted?"
The masked old man standing behind the Emperor looked at the weakening Qin Feiyang and asked softly.
But he wasn’t asking Qin Feiyang, he was asking the Emperor!
Yet the Emperor did not respond.
"Although in the past, Feiyang hated you deeply, in the depths of his heart, he still longed for the affection from you as a father."
"And now, he has truly given up on you, completely."
The masked old man shook his head and sighed.
The Emperor frowned, asking without turning his head, "Who are you? How do you know him so well?"
"Me?"
The masked old man pondered for a moment, then replied calmly, "You will know in the future."
With that.
He looked down at Qin Feiyang again, his old eyes filled with love.
Thud!
No one knows how much time had passed.
Qin Feiyang lost his footing and fell headlong into the mud.
"Feiyang..."
The white-clothed woman trembled in both body and heart, hurriedly squatted down, and supported Qin Feiyang, sitting him on the ground.
He was covered in mud, but it couldn’t hide his weakness.
"Mother, I’m sorry."
He looked at the white-clothed woman, offering an apologetic smile, his voice hoarse and weak.
"It’s me who should say sorry..."
The white-clothed woman hugged Qin Feiyang, crying bitterly.
"Mother..."
"If there’s a next life, I wish to be your child again..."
Qin Feiyang murmured.
He could clearly feel that his life force was quickly dissipating.
He no longer had the strength to even speak.
Yet at this moment.
His heart was particularly warm, particularly peaceful.
"Good, good, good..."
The woman in white nodded repeatedly, tears flowing like a fountain.
"Thank you, Mother..."
Raindrops beat against Qin Feiyang’s face, washing away the mud to reveal a pale complexion.
But on that face, there was a radiant smile.
His body no longer bled.
Because all the blood inside had flowed out.
His consciousness was being swallowed by darkness.
His cultivation was also falling step by step.
Eight-star War Ancestor...
Seven-star War Ancestor...
Six-star War Ancestor...
"Tian Er, you cannot die..."
"Mother can’t be without you..."
"I beg you, don’t leave Mother, okay?"
The woman in white pleaded, suddenly appearing much older, filled with helplessness.
"Mother, I also can’t bear to leave you..."
"But now, my heart is really so calm..."
"Because from now on, I owe him nothing more..."
Qin Feiyang murmured softly, and after finishing the last word, he slowly closed his eyes.
The life fluctuations also completely disappeared.
"No, no, no!"
"Wake up, Tian Er..."
The woman in white shook Qin Feiyang vigorously, looking frantic.
But Qin Feiyang showed no signs of waking up.
"Why..."
"Why treat my child like this..."
"Oh heavens, I beg you, save my poor child..."
She collapsed in the mud, holding Qin Feiyang tightly in her arms, staring at the gloomy sky, shouting in despair.
Rumble!
Crack!
Thunder roared thousands of miles.
Lightning illuminated the sky.
The raindrops relentlessly battered the woman in white’s cheeks, making her appear particularly lonely and desolate...
"A peerless genius, is he really going to fall like this?"
Mu Qing muttered.
He only had hatred for Qin Feiyang.
But looking at Qin Feiyang lying in the woman in white’s arms, he felt an unresolvable sadness, and a hint of regret.
Perhaps letting Qin Feiyang return to the Great Qin Empire this time was a mistake.
"Qin Feiyang is dead, there’s no point in us staying here. Quickly go fetch the Tianxuan Flame, the Ice Flame, and the Sky Thunder Flame, and let’s leave!"
Elder Yi said to Mu Qing, then took out the Door of Time and Space.
"Today, none of you should think of leaving!"
Elder Qin saw this, and an astonishing murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Is that so?"
The First Patriarch Mu sneered coldly, stepping forward to grab the near-death State Preceptor, saying, "Whoever dares to stop us, I’ll kill him!"
Elder Qin frowned, turned to look at the three Pseudo Gods appearing behind him.
But those three people, however, made no statement.
The black fog covered their figures, making it impossible to see their expressions.
"Alas!"
Mu Qing sighed deeply, strode in front of the woman in white, and bowed, "Auntie..."
But before he could finish speaking, the woman in white rebuked, "Go away, don’t disturb my child!"
Mu Qing raised his brow, clasped his hands and said, "Auntie, I must take those three flames."
Without the Tianxuan Flame, the Sky Thunder Flame, and the Ice Flame, the Divine Sign can’t be summoned.
Then all the Mu Family’s efforts over the years would be in vain.
The woman in white ignored Mu Qing.
But the Emperor spoke coldly, "In life, he was a person of my Great Qin Empire, and in death, he is a ghost of my Great Qin Empire. None of you should think of taking his things!"
"A person of the Great Qin Empire?"
"Don’t you find it ridiculous?"
"Why didn’t you say that when he was alive?"
"It’s truly a pity for Qin Feiyang to have a father like you!"
Mu Qing laughed angrily.
The Emperor said expressionlessly, "This is a matter between father and son, and it’s none of your business."
"Haha..."
"Father and son?"
"Do you not feel ashamed saying these two words?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Now I truly admire your shameless nature."
Mu Qing shook his head, mocking without restraint.
"All of you, be quiet!"
Just then, the masked old man spoke out, his tone no longer as calm as before, but filled with a biting cold.
Everyone present looked at him.
The masked old man said, "Feiyang’s belongings are not yours to claim."
The Emperor said in a deep voice, "I already said, you have no authority over matters here!"
The masked old man’s gaze turned cold, and he instantly disappeared behind the Emperor, reappearing in front of him.
Slap!
Then.
He actually slapped the Emperor across the face in front of everyone.
"What?"
Everyone was petrified on the spot, dumbfounded.
They knew.
The Emperor was after all the sovereign, and even these Pseudo Gods of the Great Qin Empire had to show him respect.
Yet this masked old man actually slapped the Emperor in public. Who could he possibly be?
The Emperor was also stunned.
He never imagined that in this world, someone would dare to hit him.
"This slap is not for anything else, just to remind you."
"As a descendant of the ’Emperor Qin,’ you should rule the nation with benevolence and uphold a heart that embraces all, to include every subject of the Great Qin Empire, not to be tyrannical and high-handed like this."
The masked old man said coldly.
The Qin Emperor mentioned was the first emperor of the Great Qin Empire.
