Chapter 341: The Debts of Your Clear Sky Sect Must Be Settled Today, Too!
Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing threw themselves beside Emperor Xue Ye's stiff body, wailing in grief.
The palace coup, the tragic death of the emperor... this series of blows had left these two royal Family members on the verge of collapse.
Xue Beng was trembling all over, tears and snot streaming down his face; whether it was genuine or fake, the panic and sorrow of the royal Family suddenly facing such a massive change were clearly written all over his face.
Watching this scene before him, Marshal Ge Long forcibly suppressed the surging grief and rage in his heart; after all, he was the commander of the military and still retained a shred of reason.
Immediately, his gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield and finally landed on Ning Fengzhi, who was pale and whose Soul Power was unstable, and he said in a somewhat hoarse voice:
"School Master Ning... what... what exactly happened here?"
"Your Majesty... how could Your Majesty suddenly... pass away?!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and immediately steadied his mind.
He could not let anyone, especially those in the military and the royal Family, have even the slightest suspicion regarding the cause of Emperor Xue Ye's death. He had to firmly cement the conclusion that Spirit Hall had poisoned Emperor Xue Ye in everyone's minds, because it was he who had made the decision to have Yang Wudi attempt to detoxify him earlier.
If these people found out that Emperor Xue Ye had been killed by the treatment, what would happen?
After a moment of silence, Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice:
"Marshal Ge Long, it was Spirit Hall! That Xue Qinghe was actually a spy sent by Spirit Hall; he had disguised himself as the Crown Prince! He colluded with many Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall to launch a palace coup, and even administered a complex, strange poison to Your Majesty before launching it!"
"Although we fought to the death to provide reinforcements and repelled the powerful enemies, the poison Your Majesty was afflicted with was truly too sinister and fierce, having already penetrated deep into the marrow and the Origin..."
Speaking up to this point, he paused, his gaze sweeping over Yang Wudi, who was standing to the side, pale-faced with blood on the corner of his mouth, and continued: "Poison Douluo and Clan Head Yang both did their utmost to investigate and confirmed that the toxicity had become entangled with Your Majesty's life Origin, making it incurable by medicine. Clan Head Yang even went so far as to use his Family's secret acupuncture technique, risking his own safety to draw out the poison for Your Majesty, attempting to fight for a sliver of hope. Alas, this poison from Spirit Hall is truly too venomous! Just a moment ago, the toxicity suddenly backlashed and erupted, and Your Majesty... he... "
Ning Fengzhi did not continue, only shaking his head heavily, tears glistening in his eyes.
He deliberately blurred the specific process of Yang Wudi's acupuncture and the details of the failure, only emphasizing his risky best efforts and the extreme intensity of the poison, shifting the blame for Emperor Xue Ye's death onto the true culprit, Spirit Hall.
Following Ning Fengzhi's guidance, Marshal Ge Long looked at Emperor Xue Ye's miserable state of death, with black blood flowing from his seven orifices and his face purple-black, and then saw Yang Wudi's exhausted appearance after the failed treatment. Most of his doubts were dispelled, replaced by a raging fire of fury, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Spirit Hall... what a Spirit Hall!"
"For this grudge, the million-strong army of our Heaven Dou Empire will definitely fight you to the death!"
Just then, a pile of rubble not far away suddenly shifted, and immediately after, a rather disheveled, blood-stained figure struggled to crawl out from within.
It was none other than Tang Xiao, who had previously been heavily injured and blown away by Gold Crocodile Douluo, burying him in the ruins.
At this moment, he was severely injured, his aura withered to the extreme, and he could barely even maintain his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, only struggling to lie on the ground and support his body.
Looking around, Tang Xiao saw Emperor Xue Ye's remains and the complex expressions on the faces of Ning Fengzhi and the others, and he also began to walk over with stumbling steps.
However, he had only walked a few steps closer.
"Tang Xiao!!!"
A furious shout filled with monstrous rage and bone-deep hatred suddenly rang out!
Yang Wudi, who had originally been weak and leaning against a broken pillar, was now like a lit explosive; his eyes instantly turned crimson, and disregarding his injuries, his Soul Power surged madly around his body.
Eight Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—lit up on his body simultaneously, and the Soul Breaking Spear emitted a shrill humming sound, its tip pointing directly at the stumbling Tang Xiao!
"What a Clear Sky Sect! What an ungrateful, heartless Tang Xiao!" Yang Wudi's voice trembled slightly with extreme anger as he said.
"Back then, our Breaking Clan was loyal to your Clear Sky Sect, but what about you? You provoked Spirit Hall, yet you let us four single-attribute clans stand at the front as scapegoats! How many of my Breaking Clan members died tragically, how much of our Family property was destroyed, and my younger brother Yang Wushuang was even...!"
"Now that the scum of Spirit Hall has just been repelled, His Majesty has just passed away, and the nation is in crisis, you coward have finally decided to crawl out? Do you want to see if the evil deeds your Clear Sky Sect has committed are deep enough?!"
"I, Yang Wudi, will say this right here today!"
"The blood debt of Spirit Hall must be collected, and the debts of your Clear Sky Sect must also be settled today!"
As soon as his words fell, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, his heavily injured body bursting with astonishing speed. His person followed the spear, and then he transformed into a resolute black streak of light. The tip of the spear, concentrated with all the grief, indignation, and sharpness of the Breaking Clan, thrust fiercely toward the unprepared Tang Xiao's heart in the simplest, most direct, and most fearless-of-death posture!
"Go to hell!!!"
This spear thrust was unreserved, with killing intent soaring to the heavens!
Clearly, no one had expected that Yang Wudi would suddenly launch an attack at this moment on Tang Xiao, who had just crawled out of the ruins and was obviously severely injured.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression changed, and he wanted to speak out to stop him, but realized it was already too late.
A green light flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes, but he did not make any move to stop him.
And Prince Xue Xing, Xue Beng, Ge Long, and the others, who had just endured the pain of losing their emperor, were even more stunned on the spot by this sudden internal infighting.
Tang Xiao's pupils shrank; heavily injured, he had no time to use any Soul skills, so he could only barely hold the Clear Sky Hammer horizontally in front of his chest, attempting to block.
Yang Wudi struck with fury, the Soul Breaking Spear transforming into a life-claiming black streak, its speed and ruthlessness reaching their absolute limit.
With Tang Xiao's heavily injured body, his reaction was not just a beat slow—it was sluggish. The Clear Sky Hammer, hastily held up to block, was easily knocked askew by the tip of the spear that had condensed all the hatred and sharpness of the Breaking Clan!
"Puchi!"
The tip of the spear pierced into Tang Xiao's shoulder blade without any resistance, bringing out a spray of blood!
"Ugh, ah!"
Tang Xiao groaned, the intense pain making his already unsteady footsteps even more staggering.
But this was only the beginning!
The blood-red light in Yang Wudi's eyes grew even more intense, and with a flick of his wrist, the spear shaft erupted with a terrifying, high-frequency vibration—it was the Breaking Clan's secret 'Vibration' technique!
The tip of the spear vibrated violently inside Tang Xiao's wound, and its destructive power increased sharply!
"The first strike is for my Breaking Clan members who died unjustly!"
Amidst his angry shout, Yang Wudi pulled the spear out and thrust it again, aiming straight for Tang Xiao's waist and abdomen. Tang Xiao barely managed to turn sideways, and the spear tip grazed his ribs, tearing open a blood groove deep enough to see bone!
"The second strike is for the century-old foundation of my Yang Family that was destroyed!"
Tang Xiao suffered repeated heavy injuries, his Soul Power dissipated, and his protective Soul Power almost vanished. He could only rely on his combat instincts to dodge in a disheveled manner, bloodstains rapidly spreading over his body.
"The third strike is for my poor younger brother, Yang Wushuang!!"
Yang Wudi was now filled with extreme grief and indignation, his figure following like a shadow. The third strike transformed into several spear shadows that were difficult to distinguish between real and fake, covering all of Tang Xiao's vital points, looking like they were about to completely pierce through his head!
Watching this scene, Ning Fengzhi's expression changed instantly, and he shouted urgently:
"Clan Head Yang, stop!"
Marshal Ge Long and the others were even more dumbfounded by this ruthless pursuit that happened in the blink of an eye, not knowing what to do for a moment.
But just at the moment when Yang Wudi's fatal strike was about to completely end Tang Xiao's life.
"Wooo—!!!" A dull, thunderous sound of something breaking through the air, carrying a scorching and violent aura, suddenly attacked from the edge of the ruins!
Everyone only felt a red light flash before their eyes, and immediately after, a massive Clear Sky Hammer, burning with dark red flames all over and appearing as if molten lava was flowing on its head, crashed down like a falling meteorite with unstoppable force, smashing fiercely onto the tip of the Soul Breaking Spear that Yang Wudi had thrust out! (End of chapter)
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