I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 533: Chapter 354: I Will Not Die!

Hearing Fengqi dare to invoke the Emperor’s name to suppress him.

"Heh... hehe..."

Peng Lie suddenly let out a spine-chilling low laughter.

The laughter started very softly, then gradually turned into madness, echoing continuously in the grand hall, shaking dust from the beams and pillars.

It sounded like the scream of an evil spirit seeping from the depths of the eighteenth layer of hell, swirling through the ornate hall.

His skeletal fingers slowly brushed past the jade pendant at his waist, his age-spotted skin twitching, with a murderous intent in his cloudy eyes nearly materializing.

"Fengqi, a fine Guard Commander of the third rank personally appointed by His Majesty..."

Peng Lie drawled every word with clarity and precision.

The next moment, crimson vital energy coiled around him like a living entity, filling the air with the crackling sound of flames.

"If back then I hadn’t seen some potential in you on the street, I would have fed you to the stray dogs already!"

Before the words had finished, the terrifying aura around Peng Lie abruptly intensified severalfold.

"Boom——!"

A fire dragon carrying a scorching breath ripped through the void, shattering the floor tiles wherever it passed.

Fengqi had no time to react, his entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a dragon column.

The upper half of his silver armor melted into molten iron under the intense heat, sliding down his bloodied and battered body.

It hit the ground with a sizzling sound, the burnt odor mixing with the smell of blood instantly permeating the air.

"Aaaah!" Fengqi rolled frantically on the ground, trying to alleviate the pain.

Peng Lie remained unmoved, taking a step forward, causing the green bricks to shatter underfoot, the pressure from the crimson vital energy making the legs of the guards outside the hall go weak.

"Interesting!"

Peng Lie abruptly stopped laughing, his face turning as dark as iron.

The crimson vital energy surged explosively, turning into fire serpents coiling around Fengqi’s body, "Speak! Who gave you the audacity to betray the Crown Prince, betray the Peng Family?!"

"Ah——!!"

A harrowing scream echoed throughout the hall.

The burning stench of searing flesh filled the air as Fengqi’s remaining lower half’s silver armor was burned red hot, embedding into the flesh.

But what enraged Peng Lie even more.

At the time of the Crown Prince’s peril, this Guard Commander, who should have sought assistance first, did not mention a word to the Peng Mansion!

This was blatant betrayal!

Fengqi, this ungrateful wolf, had betrayed the Crown Prince, and also betrayed the Peng Family!

Fengqi curled up in the rubble, blood constantly seeping from the corners of his mouth, yet suddenly burst into maniacal laughter: "Hahaha... old fool!"

"Even you have moments of fear?"

He propped himself up with a bloodied hand, charred flesh caught beneath his nails.

"The name of that person... do you truly think you can withstand the pressure?"

"I am willing to reveal it!" Fengqi suddenly sneered, his blood-stained teeth looking especially sinister in the firelight.

"Old fool... dare you listen?"

Just then, a cool breeze from outside the hall swept past, causing Peng Lie’s furious pupils to constrict instantly.

In a daze, an image suddenly flashed in his mind.

In the Purple Gold Hall where officials pay homage, the figure on the dragon throne slowly rises, the bright yellow dragon robe trailing over the jade steps.

The high and mighty Emperor, whose eyes pierce through time and space, pinning him in place.

The supreme ruler, expressionless, with eyes looking down upon all living beings, so cold it chilled Peng Lie’s heart.

"So that’s it... does it mean him?"

Peng Lie’s voice became eerily calm, the crimson vital energy in his palm emitted an odd hum, even the dragon carvings on the columns began to shed dust.

Who else in the entire Wenjing Dynasty, whose name can this Grandmaster not bear to hear?

Besides that sovereign of the Wenjing Dynasty, who else could it be?

"It seems over the years, I have been too soft-hearted with you low-born fools..."

In an instant, the crimson vital energy erupted like a volcano!

The entire hall shook violently, glazed tiles fell off in sheets, and the exquisite sandalwood beams emitted groans of despair.

Flames soared along the drapery, turning the resplendent hall into a scene of earthly hell.

Only Peng Lie’s blood-red eyes jumped in the firelight, like a ghost from the netherworld.

The sun hung high in the sky, its scorching rays making the square in front of the hall sizzle.

A thin layer of ashes on the bluestone slabs trembled slightly in the heat waves.

Occasionally swept up by the dry whirlwind, glittering like fine sparks under the glaring sun.

Peng Lie stood with his hands behind his back under the scorching sun, his dark dragon robe flapping loudly in the hot wind.

He squinted at the hall, the wrinkles on his face appearing especially deep under the intense light: "Xuan, these backstabbers in the Eastern Palace, grandfather has already cleaned them up for you."

"Within three days, grandfather will bring loyal members from the Peng Family, all seasoned veterans who have fought alongside me for years."

Lu Xuan stood in the shadow of the palace doors, the dappled light playing over his handsome face.

His indifferent gaze, however, was directed to a certain spot beyond the palace walls.

For these trivial matters, Lu Xuan had not much interest.

He now had more important matters to attend to.

"Grandfather’s timing is perfect."

Lu Xuan suddenly spoke, "Your grandson has a tricky matter..."

Hearing this, Peng Lie, this Grandmaster who instilled fear in countless people, now looked at him with nothing but love: "Xuan’er, speak freely."

The midday cicada songs suddenly halted, the heat waves on the square distorting the distant palace outline.

The shadows of the old and young figures cast two deep black silhouettes on the scorching stone ground.

"There is a woman..."

Lu Xuan’s voice suddenly turned cold as he drew a pink silk handkerchief from his sleeve.

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