Chapter 2886 - 2887: Art of Prophecy

Chapter 2886: Chapter 2887: Art of Prophecy

However, Ye Luo also knew that it wasn’t because his trump card was ineffective, but because the King of Huainan was simply too formidable.

This Art of Prophecy likely surpassed the scope of what the Martial Emperor Realm could perform! As for how the King of Huainan managed to execute it, Ye Luo had no idea.

In short, the reason for the King of Huainan’s current achievements was inextricably linked to his strength!

Thus, even that final move, Ye Luo certainly couldn’t withstand it.

Because not only was his Chaos Physique being controlled at this moment, but even his Spiritual Power, Divine Sense, and other strengths were all suppressed!

This was the first time he encountered his Chaos Qi and Fire Origin being suppressed.

"Still one last move, unwilling to accept it? Is this fate?"

After speaking, the King of Huainan suddenly made a hand seal, and upon this seal was a power that brought despair.

"This power doesn’t belong to you!" Ye Luo’s eyes suddenly widened.

Yet the King of Huainan laughed, "Even if it doesn’t belong to me, if I can use this power to kill you, then it belongs to me!"

With the King of Huainan’s grim laughter, the hand seal imprinted on Ye Luo’s chest.

Immediately, blood blossomed on his chest like splendid fireworks, and he even heard the crisp sound of his own flesh shattering.

At this moment, he couldn’t feel any pain, only the despair of death suffocating him!

Is this the feeling of death? Ye Luo felt as if all his strength was gone, or rather, at present, everything in his body was out of his control, and this feeling was truly worse than death.

"Since I’ve cultivated to the Saint Realm, why must I still fall? Is it a joke from the heavens?"

However, before he could figure it out, his consciousness began to blur until he completely lost awareness.

...

Qin Se stood on the plaza, staring blankly at the sky where the space was constantly trembling.

She knew that it was a battlefield constructed by her father, a small ancient space he had fortunately obtained, quite solid, yet now such a scene unfolded, signifying a peerless battle must be occurring within.

"Although you deceived me, I can’t bear to watch you fall like this!" Qin Se muttered to herself, and without realizing, two streams of clear tears flowed down.

"Whether you live or die, this is the last time I cry for you, and you will be the last man of Qin Se. These years are enough to accompany me for a lifetime!" She kept murmuring to herself, with tears falling like rain.

Until the figure of the King of Huainan emerged, and she still stood blankly in place.

"Forget him!" The voice of the King of Huainan was somewhat hoarse, evidently showing he also suffered considerable injuries.

Half were caused by Ye Luo’s spells, and the other half were due to the backlash of the Art of Prophecy.

"Has he... really gone?"

The King of Huainan looked at her, his face expressionless, not answering her question.

"I understand! From now on, I am no longer Qin Se!" She suddenly looked up and said.

The King of Huainan showed a surprised look on his face, "Are you going to avenge him?"

Avenge? Qin Se immediately shook her head, "Why would I fight against my father, he and I ultimately have nothing between us, Qin Se is dead, from now on, I am King Qinse!"

King? The King of Huainan furrowed his brows because he sensed that Qin Se’s heart was filled with despair, or rather, her heart had died!

"Perhaps this is also a good thing!" The King of Huainan sighed, then drifted away.

In the following days, many things happened.

First, there was the withdrawal of those three hundred thousand troops of the Prosperous Age Army, then they were reassigned from their base, led by a new Great General. It was said that there were several rebellions within the Prosperous Age Army, but they were quickly quelled, although the exact reasons were not divulged.

And then there was the attack of the Black Butterfly Legion, which collided with the army of the King of Pingxi! However, the outcome had several versions!

Some rumors said that the two forces contacted each other without erupting into a large-scale battle, another said both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the last version was that the King of Pingxi was utterly defeated, with most of his soldiers lost, eventually escaping to the Prosperous Age Army’s camp to save himself.

Opinions were varied, but most people believed the first account, after all, if there was a large-scale battle, how could it escape the notice of the world.

The most surprising was the army led by Princess Qinse, who went deep solo, uprooting several strongholds of the Assassin Alliance. Finally, they withdrew only after the Assassin Alliance compromised! For a time, the fame of Princess Qinse shook the entire Royal Capital.

However, one thing seemed not to garner much attention.

That was the arrival of several strong practitioners at the Wudang Sect located in the dire land!

"Sister Qiong Yao, why have you only just arrived at Wudang? Weren’t you said to have long left the Prosperous Age Army?"

Mo Yu came lightly by Qiong Yao’s side, concerned.

At this time, Qiong Yao’s aura was weak, clearly after a fierce battle.

And behind her were actually those several Generals, five people in total, exactly the five Generals who had followed Ye Luo initially.

However, their condition was hardly better than Qiong Yao’s.

"This place is indeed a dire land, founding a sect here is nothing but a jest!" The old General checked around and immediately changed his expression.

"Old General, if not, do you think this Wudang Sect could stand firm around the Royal Capital?" Qiong Yao retorted.

The old General sighed, "Though that’s true, it ultimately is like drinking poison to quench thirst!"

He was unaware of the issue with the golden energy.

In fact, except for Ye Luo, the others had no idea; they only knew that the demonic qi within them was dispelled by Ye Luo.

"After leaving the camp, we encountered some troubles, which is why we arrived late. By the way, is there any news of him?" Qiong Yao immediately asked.

Upon hearing this, Yu’er’s face turned pale.

"I was just about to ask you that!"

Qiong Yao sighed, "For now, all we can do is wait!"

"Fairy Qiong Yao, currently this Wudang is not peaceful. The frequency of sect provocations is increasing, and there were a few instances when we almost couldn’t hold them off!" Xiao Wu, with an impressive aura, had now grown into an Elder figure, but his expression was unusually grave.

"Oh? Since Ye Luo’s disappearance, those sects targeting Wudang are not surprising, but do they really dare venture deep into this dire land?" Qiong Yao asked curiously.

Xiao Wu immediately chuckled bitterly, "Indeed they dare not, but the problem is, they have plenty of ways!"

Then, Xiao Wu reported everything to Qiong Yao, after all, besides Ye Luo, her prestige in Wudang was the greatest.