Chapter 1232 - 490: Ambush Hongjun

He crawled on all fours, bowing to the ground.

"Master, Blood Shadow Clone, reporting to the master!"

"Rise."

Zhang Beixing waved his hand, expressionless.

"Do you know why I have summoned you?"

Blood Shadow Clone was slightly startled upon hearing this.

"Master... is it to punish Blood Shadow?"

"Ha! It seems you have some self-awareness."

Zhang Beixing sneered coldly, indifferent.

"I have another purpose in summoning you here."

"But before that, I must ask you."

"Why did you attempt to assassinate me?"

Blood Shadow Clone trembled upon hearing this.

He hadn’t expected Zhang Beixing to bring up old matters.

He was at a loss, caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Master, forgive me... Blood Shadow was momentarily confused, making a grave mistake..."

"I beg the master for mercy and to spare my life..."

He kowtowed as if his life depended on it, his voice trembling.

"To spare you from death, I must see your sincerity."

Zhang Beixing glanced at him coldly and spoke coolly.

"Our Great Zhou is currently experiencing troubled times."

"There are traitors within and formidable enemies outside."

"We need talent to assist the ruler."

"If you can help me quell the rebellion and clear obstacles..."

"You will surely not disappoint and will be made king!"

Blood Shadow Clone inhaled sharply upon hearing this.

The mighty Son of Heaven plans to entrust him with such a significant matter?

Such honor is beyond what ordinary people could enjoy.

"Master... Blood Shadow is fearful..."

"Enough, you and I are but one life."

Zhang Beixing waved his hand impatiently.

"I want you to help me eliminate all threats."

"In times of war, all merits will be yours."

"If you can help me unify the world, rewarding you with rank and title, it won’t be long!"

"I am bound by my master’s teachings, Blood Shadow swears to serve loyally unto death!"

Blood Shadow Clone trembled with excitement, kowtowing repeatedly.

Zhang Beixing nodded with satisfaction, his gaze deep and far-reaching.

"Hongjun plans to attack the Capital City this time."

"I want to see what he can pull off!"

Meanwhile, ten miles outside the city.

The Demon Race army, in grand formation, was pressing toward the Imperial City.

Leading them was none other than the treacherous Hongjun!

"Zhang Beixing, your time has come!"

Hongjun laughed up at the sky, his voice ethereal and distant.

"Today, you will know the consequences of crossing me!"

However, just as the army was about to breach the Imperial City.

A thunderous explosion broke out abruptly.

Dust rolled, debris scattered everywhere.

Before Hongjun could react, a dark figure appeared before him.

"Zhang Beixing, face your doom!"

The incoming person suddenly attacked, fingers formed into hooks.

Striking directly at Hongjun’s throat, gripping fiercely.

Hongjun was shocked, hastily invoking Spiritual Power to fend off.

But it was too late.

A muffled sound, blood splattering.

Five fingers tightly clutched his throat.

"Who... who are you!"

Hongjun forced out a few words, eyes wide open.

"I am... Blood Shadow Clone."

The approaching person chuckled coldly, speaking disdainfully.

"By my master’s command, I’ve come to take your worthless life!"

"Zhang... Zhang Beixing!!!"

Hongjun roared, eyes bloodshot.

If he weren’t being strangled, he would’ve pounced and torn the person to pieces.

"Ha, Zhang Beixing... he’s someone you can’t afford to offend."

Blood Shadow Clone sneered, eyes full of scorn.

"Being personally dealt with by me is already your honor."

"A mere ant dares to be insolent before my master?"

"Such ignorance of life and death!"

Before the words fell, his force on Hongjun’s neck increased suddenly.

Hongjun felt a tremendous force flooding his entire body.

A crisp crack, neck bones snapped.

Blood sprayed wildly, unable to make a sound anymore.

"Ha, Zhang Beixing, I’m not finished with you!"

In his dying moments, Hongjun’s eyes flickered with unwillingness and resentment.

But quickly turned into a cold corpse.

Devoid of life.

"Master, something major has happened!"

At this time, a hurried sound of footsteps approached.

Richard and Alina had arrived at some unknown time.

Upon seeing the scene before them, they were utterly astonished.

"Blood Shadow, you... you dare act on your own?"

Alina’s heart shook, nearly fainting.

The mighty Demon Race King, killed at the hands of an assassin?

Such an outrageous act was simply unheard of!

Blood Shadow Clone was indifferent, appearing relaxed and at ease.

"My master’s orders are beyond doubt."

"Besides, that old guy was nothing but a useless waste."

"Killing him is no big deal."

With that, he disdainfully kicked Hongjun.

The corpse rolled to the ground, lifeless.

Richard and Alina felt their scalps tingle.

They hadn’t expected the Blood Shadow Clone to be so brazen!

Yet, thinking it over, they seemed to understand something.

It appears all this is within the master’s calculation.

"Forget it, we’ll discuss this later."

Richard suppressed his doubts, swiftly deciding.

"The urgent matter now is to report back to the master quickly."

"Since Hongjun is dead, the Demon Race will surely be leaderless."

"If we don’t strike now, when will we?"

"Richard is right."

Alina nodded in agreement, exuding murderous intent.

"Our army should seize victory, obliterate those Demons and Monsters in one go!"

With that said, the two sped swiftly towards the Imperial Palace.

Blood Shadow Clone followed closely, like a black lightning bolt.

The news spread to the palace, shocking the entire court.

Countless nobles and officials were excited.

"The master is wise and powerful, anticipates the enemy’s moves from miles away!"

"With the master in charge, what is there for us to fear?"

Fearing any slack would cost them their heads.

Zhang Beixing sat serenely on the dragon throne, his expression calm.

As if he had predicted all this.

"My loyal subjects, no need for further words."

He gently waved his hand, yet it was firm and resolute.