Chapter 64 The Ceremony of Sacrifice to Heaven begins!
One of the elders held the crystal compass and carefully felt the forbidden aura on Murong Wan'er's sister and brother, while the others scanned the surroundings of the palace with eyes like hawks. As long as there was any sign of trouble, it would definitely be a thunderous strike!
In the palace, Cao Zhen sent a message with an anxious look on his face: "The Imperial Preceptor must catch them, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous..."
When the elder of Bibo Palace, who was dragging the compass, heard this, he clicked his finger on the compass, and two illusory blue light dragons rose up and flew straight down, scattering a large amount of mist along the way.
In the tunnel, Li Jifeng caught up with a few people and said apologetically as he ran: "I'm late and I've made you suffer."
"You brat, you have done me a disservice this time. If it weren't for the fact that your daughter-in-law is so good, I would have to deal with you." Marshal Li said with a comforting smile.
Murong Wan'er lowered her head in shame.
When they were about to reach the tunnel exit, Murong Tianlong and Murong Wan'er suddenly felt so weak that they couldn't exert any strength. They couldn't help but change their colors.
"Wan'er, what's wrong with you?" Li Jifeng asked quickly with concern.
Murong Wan'er showed a look of despair and sighed softly: "That old thief Cao Zhen is afraid that we will escape, so he planted a prohibition on him. Brother Jifeng, you and the old marshal go first, and leave us alone."
"Don't talk nonsense, as long as you leave here there will be a way to solve it." Li Jifeng hugged the two of them and ran out, but before they could run a few steps, Murong Tianlong, who had little cultivation, rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Once the ban is activated, not only will we be controlled by others, but they will soon trace us here. Brother, please run away with your uncle. We cannot compromise loyalty, filial piety and justice because of our children's affair!" Murong Wan'er said anxiously.
"Over there! Dig for me!" The elder of Bibo Palace shouted when he saw the light dragon sinking into the ground.
The guards of the palace and even the powerful ones in the Yundao Realm roared around and surrounded the area nearly a kilometer away.
With his lover on one side and his father on the other, Li Jifeng felt that he was in a struggle at this moment. Suddenly he heard the rumble of footsteps coming from the ground, followed by the sound of digging.
"Ms. sir, take father away quickly. Do you want me to fall into a situation of disloyalty and unfilial piety?" Murong Wan'er said stubbornly with her sword drawn across her neck.
With tears in his eyes, Li Jifeng said emotionally: "Wan'er, I will go find you after I arrange my father's stay. I will be with you whether I live or die!"
After saying that, he put the two of them down, glanced at them with nostalgia, picked up his father and ran out with a low growl.
At this moment, the guards and soldiers of the palace gathered together and handed them to the excavation position. Li Jifeng hugged his father and slipped out without any danger. He slipped out of the city in the darkness and stopped in a jungle.
"Dad will protect himself. Wan'er is a good girl. Do what you should do and don't let her down." Marshal Li sighed softly.
Li Jifeng slowly shook his head, "The city must be in turmoil at this time, and Wan'er and the others must be closely guarded. I will give you a ride first, and then I will rescue her during the sacrifice to heaven. If the son cannot return by then, please ask his father and mother.
Your Excellency, forgive your son's unfilial piety!"
"A man has things he can do and things he doesn't do. He has been on the battlefield for half his life as a father. You can see this clearly!" Marshal Li said with emotion.
The father and son left, and the whole of Kyoto began to impose martial law. They began to search for their whereabouts from house to house. This time, Murong Wan'er and Murong Tianlong were imprisoned in fine gold cages and hung high on the altar of the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.
, surrounded by thousands of warriors of all levels to protect it.
Not to mention a single person, not even a fly can come within a thousand meters!
In the palace, Cao Zhen's face was extremely ugly, but he dared not speak out in anger. The people from Zuntian Dao Palace and Bibo Palace said they were going to use three people to lure people from Shi Tianzong to take action. Unexpectedly, not only did they miscalculate, but they almost let them go.
Ran away!
"Elder Sun, there are still two days until the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and there has been no movement from the Shitian Sect. What should we do?" An elder from Bibo Palace frowned.
Elder Sun from the Zuntian Dao Palace twisted his beard and said with a long smile: "It doesn't matter. This time your palace has conquered the Murong Dynasty, and together with the secular dynasty controlled by this palace and other affiliated forces, it has completed the encirclement of Shi Tianzong. As long as it is strictly guarded.
There will definitely be no fresh blood injected into the pass in the future. After a few years or more than ten years, they will slowly decline. What's more, everything is still possible to happen before the day of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.
Don’t take it lightly!”
"Palace Master Luo is far-sighted, I admire you!" There was a sound of flattering voices all around.
Two days passed by in a flash. The news that the emperor and his sister of the Murong Dynasty were going to be sacrificed to heaven with blood was widely circulated. Invitations were sent to secular dynasties, including the Dahua Dynasty, with the words "Zuntian Dao" stamped on them.
If you do not receive the seal of the palace, it would be disrespectful to heaven.
As a result, the Great China Dynasty, which had just lost millions of troops, had no choice but to send people to watch the ceremony.
Someone from Shitian Sect also sent an invitation, but Zi Teng tore it into pieces and kicked the person out of the sect.
Various sects and major dynasties gathered here. The capital of the Murong Dynasty was bustling with activity. Murong Wan'er's sister and brother who were trapped in the place of worship to heaven naturally attracted the most attention.
Dozens of big signs were erected next to them, listing a bunch of charges such as disrespecting heaven and earth, being unfilial to the ancestors, etc., describing Cao Zhen, who was plotting to usurp the throne, as a hero who endured humiliation and endured the heavy burden and revitalized the dynasty.
The Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony was scheduled for this hour, but before the time came, there was already a sea of people around the place. There were hundreds of strong men and high-level officials from various forces on the viewing platform. Four hundred Condensation Realm warriors sat cross-legged around the Heaven Sacrifice, and there were even more people on the stage.
Sitting cross-legged, including the elders of Bibo Palace, were a total of forty Yun Dao realm experts!
The outer perimeter was much looser, with only a hundred or so Golden Sword Guards responsible for maintaining order, and the rest were tens of thousands of civilians and disciples from various forces who came to watch the excitement.
Li Jifeng mingled among the crowd, looking up at the haggard beauty in the cage, clenching his fists silently with his heart hurting, and moving closer to the front row with the crowd.
In the Murong Dynasty's palace, Cao Zhen and his son, one wearing a dragon robe and the other wearing a jade belt wrapped around a python, marched towards the heaven-sacrifice ceremony in high spirits surrounded by many palace maids and eunuchs.
The complacent crowd did not notice that shortly after they left, a phantom flashed into the emperor's palace and embedded a token in the groove next to the dragon couch.
The floor moved to the side silently, and the figure quickly submerged the token into it, and soon the floor returned to its original state.
At the right time, hundreds of cannons roared, and Cao Zhen, surrounded by everyone, ascended to the rooftop of the sacrifice platform. He proudly glanced at the people in the audience, and looked provocatively at the envoy sent by the Great China Dynasty.
"In order to ascend to the throne, the former prince's heir Murong Tianlong did not hesitate to unite with his sister to poison the late emperor. He was really an unfaithful, unjust, unkind and unfilial scum. Fortunately, the Prime Minister Cao Zhen saw through it and promoted the national religion and revitalized the imperial court. Today, two scums are sacrificed to heaven with their blood.
The country cannot live without a king for a day. Hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China jointly recommended Prime Minister Cao Zhenguo to take over the throne and change the name of the country to Bibo!"
There was an uproar on the stage as soon as this statement came out. The audience initially thought that Cao Zhen just took the throne, but from now on, it turned out that he wanted to directly wipe out the Murong Dynasty and make him stand on the top of the mountain!
Cao Zhen read out the heaven-sacrifice rites with a pious look. His men had already released the two siblings from the cage and pushed them to kneel on a piece of golden crystal.
As soon as the two of them got up, dazzling golden light rose up around the crystal, turning into a huge cage and trapping them in the center. As the heaven-sacrifice rites were read out, countless golden vines grew out, entangling them tightly.
In everyone's surprised look, a faint golden light fell from the sky, and Cao Zhen's confidants had already shouted loudly: "Auspiciousness from heaven! God bless our emperor! Long live, long live, long live!"
Although the powerful men from various sects were shocked, their expressions remained as usual, and they had just done enough to show their dignity. However, the common people who were watching the excitement were different, and they knelt down and screamed.
Li Jifeng, who was mixed in the crowd, suddenly stood out. He rushed out without waiting for the people around him to react!
"Catch him!" Cao Ziyu, who was already on guard, pointed at him and shouted angrily.
The people guarding the rooftop of the sacrifice platform cheered and surrounded her. Murong Wan'er, who was trapped, saw her sweetheart being swallowed up by the crowd. For a moment, her heart felt like a knife, and her tears fell like broken pearls.
In anger, Li Jifeng wielded his sword alone and rushed into the crowd, using his swordsmanship to the fullest, slashing the disciples of the Ning Yuan Realm and the golden sword guards to pieces.
Seeing that many strong men in the Condensation Realm were unable to attack for a long time, Cao Zhen became angry with shame. He waved his hand and those strong men in the Yun Dao Realm sneered and took action!
The overwhelming power of Dao Yun suddenly fell, and the exhausted Li Jifeng, who had been surrounded, flew out with a groan.
"Brother Feng!" Murong Wan'er saw him spurting out blood and flying out. He was tied up tightly and carried to the altar. Her heart was broken. She struggled desperately to get up, but those golden vines started to
Squirming crazily, the spikes pierced her and her brother's skin, devouring blood crazily.
"Sister! I'm in so much pain!" Murong Tianlong said with a twisted face.
Murong Wan'er was in pain as if her soul was being torn apart. Her face turned pale in pain, but she could only watch her only relative in the world suffer. When she saw a shining long knife slashing towards the top of her beloved's head, she screamed loudly.
: "Stop! Otherwise I will destroy my soul!"
As soon as these words came out, Elder Sun of the Zuntian Dao Palace suddenly changed his expression. He didn't care much about the change of secular dynasties. The dragon and phoenix holy body was the most important thing to the palace master. With a wave of his hand, the disciple felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was blasted.
Fly away.
The blood was constantly being devoured, and the two siblings shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, golden light lingered above their heads, and the shadows of their souls gradually emerged.
"Brother Dao, the matter has reached this point, and Shi Tianzong hasn't taken action yet, so I'm afraid he won't." The elder of Bibo Palace said with a regretful smile.