Longevity Chronicles
Chapter 411 - 288: Taizong of the Zhu Dynasty is carved up, Duobao dares not call me master_2

They howled incessantly, in a state of frenzy, but had no time to care for anything else.

After barging into the secret realm of the Imperial Mausoleum, thirteen angry roars echoed:

"Zhu Rizhao, the good deeds your Zhu Family has done, are you tired of living, wanting to repay kindness with enmity, and destroy both the jade and the stone?"

"Abolishing the national title, abolishing the imperial system, good, really good. Your Zhu Family has great audacity. Without our charity back then, you, Zhu Rizhao, would have been the Crown Prince for eternity. How could you have today's Daoist whimsy and freedom? How dare you, how can you do this?"

"Kill! Wipe out the Zhu Family, then make plans."

"Fellow Daoists, this change has nothing to do with me, nor did I know why that unworthy descendant Zhu Yong would do such a thing? Committing suicide as an apology, what a huge joke, this child has huge ambitions, how could he possibly do this? There must be a secret here, there must be, we must be careful not to fall into someone else's calculation..."

In this secret realm, a majestic and luxurious palace slowly emerged, but within this palace, every wall, chair, pavilion, corridor... were all smeared with rotten, foul-smelling flesh and blood, and the palace maids, eunuchs, and guards here had all completely mutated.

The palace maids, covered in blood with flesh tendrils and tentacles sprouting from their lower bodies, shrieked as they chased the ghost babies crawling chaotically across the floors and walls.

The eunuchs, whose bodies seemed to have rotted, leaving only pale and fishy-smelling flesh, moved about stealthily, some wielding rusty axes and knives, tending to the accompanying worms in the flesh, others holding Bronze Tripods, collecting the black water and rotten mud leaking from the bodies of the Zhu Dynasty Emperors...

These scenes were enough to scare almost any citizen of the Mortal World to death, and could also cause disciples of the Daoist and Buddhist Sects to mutate upon witnessing them.

Yet to those thirteen terrifying figures, these scenes were nothing out of the ordinary.

They burst in and crushed the disgusting palace maids, eunuchs, and guards as if crushing bugs.

They made their way to the very depths of the building that seemed to be the Imperial Mausoleum and yet also the Imperial Palace.

At this moment, on the immensely imposing, huge Dragon Throne, spread a blanket-thick, mud-rotted mass of flesh with golden, hard bristles, at the center of which lay a massive and twisted face.

If there were people of the Zhu surname here, they would immediately recognize:

This face belonged to their Zhu Dynasty, who founded a grand era and was an extremely great emperor, Emperor Taizong, Zhu Rizhao.

Before this, his Daoist Transformation realm self was incomparably carefree, considering Longevity a mere trifle.

But now, he had no choice but to beg for mercy from the thirteen former Daoist companions and argue his case.

Originally, those terrifying shadows had no desire to listen.

Until one of them crawled out, extremely fishy-smelling, and from any angle, it looked to be made of billions of rotted big and small fish, entwined with fishing lines and hooks, with dazzling multi-colored brilliance flashing, flowing, very beautiful and tempting, yet also unbearably foul-smelling.

Even if all the smelly shops in the world were piled up, they could not possibly be smellier than him.

Those Daoist Transformation life forms originally thought Li Wanshou was rushing to take the first bite.

But who could have expected?

Li Wanshou, instead suddenly spoke out in defense of Zhu Rizhao, while also revealing the truth behind it all.

His gigantic figure suddenly exhaled a colorful bubble, which immediately reflected the figure of a young Daoist.

This Daoist was currently riding the "Star Zha Demon," trying to flee from Yang Sui City.

Although they could not enter the Mortal World, being Daoist Transformation, they immediately recognized this young Daoist using Secret Demon magic was in fact a True Disciple of the Spirit Treasure Sect.

And he had recently survived a great calamity and was now reaping the rewards.

Huge rewards!

Watching the Human Dao Destiny surge out enormously from the seventy-two provinces of the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty, pouring into this Daoist's body.

These Daoist Transformation life forms quickly understood the cause and effect, filled with both shock and rage.

"Good villain, how dare he do this, I want to eat him alive."

"Rather than destroy the Mountain and River Map, they chose to abolish the national title and the imperial system. Even the Primordial Sect wouldn't be willing to do this, is this child a madman?"

"What benefit does he get from this? Losing a treasure and being marked as an enemy by us, vowed to be killed, other than some useless Human Dao Destiny, what else can he gain?"

"This villain is Duobao Daoist's first disciple, there must be a calculation behind it?"

"What kind of calculation? Does the Spirit Treasure Sect want to support a Human Dao Saint? Or recreate an Emperor? If so, he shouldn't have destroyed the Mountain and River Map, nor should he have abolished the imperial system."

"Stop thinking, the upheaval has already settled, we must quickly take care of the aftermath. They're just Mortals after all, what does it matter if there are billions of them? As long as Taishang Dao, Great Freedom Temple and the other Great Sects honor the covenant and stay out of the Mortal Affairs, we can still erase the impact of this upheaval."

"Public opinion? Worthless, let us fool them as we wish."

"Kill! At all costs, we must kill this child, even if he is the Spirit Treasure True Inheritor, Duobao's first disciple must die. We each send a descendant from the Ultimate Happiness Realm, and with the cooperation of the in-world Saint Heirs, encircle and eliminate him to prevent future trouble... unless the Spirit Treasure Sect sends those second-generation founders to help, otherwise Duobao alone definitely cannot protect him."

"Agreed!"

At this point, the twisted face on the Dragon Throne, belonging to the great Emperor Taizong of the Zhu Dynasty, couldn't help but show a trace of relief.

But in the next moment, devastating news reached his ears.

"The sacrifice of a limb to save the body, pushing all faults onto the Zhu Dynasty, directing the eighteen Saint Heirs around the Imperial City to cooperate, leading the Hidden Dragons they mentor and the armies to siege the Zhu's, and dig up the Zhu Family Imperial Mausoleum."