One more catty, one more attribute point-Chapter 593 - 484: Key Trump Card, Skull Throne!

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Boom!

There was a violent tremor in the Imperial Palace.

First the ground split open, followed by the collapse of surrounding buildings.

Dark yellow dust rose to the sky, jade and colored glaze that hung from the beams exploded into pieces.

A cold, pitch-black fog, like a venomous snake, slithered through the complex corridors with a rustling sound. Jialuo had released his domain, isolating the environment inside and outside the palace.

The Imperial Army stationed outside Taihe Palace was also controlled.

When assembled together, these troops could threaten those in the Destruction Great Power Realm.

But they suffered heavy losses on the Mythical Battlefield, and a portion of the elite were following the Princess, limiting the role they could play.

The fight didn’t last long and soon ended with Kulika’s victory.

"To hold on for a bit against me, for someone of your weak realm, is already quite good," Kulika straightened his slightly disheveled golden robe, a smile on his face.

"You..."

Ji Xuance knelt on the ground, opening his mouth as if to say something.

But a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his bloody mouth, like a black waterfall, pooling into a sticky puddle on the ground.

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His body was covered in wounds, the left half of his arm horrifically torn apart, a large patch of flesh on his chest evaporated by some flame, exposing the charred flesh within, along with squirming innards. Half of Ji Xuance’s face had vanished, but the remaining half still bore anger and disdain. Sharp spikes were growing from inside his body, shattering bones, piercing organs, causing endless bleeding from his wounds.

This was the power of restraint, the punishment given by the gods to the transgressors.

"I did like your lofty demeanor just now. How in a blink of an eye, you’ve turned into nothing but a dead dog that can only glare and gasp for breath," Jialuo’s tendency to torture was revealed, he said with a strange laugh, "Such an Emperor, now can’t even utter an insult. Truly useless, just like your dead father."

He reached out, intending to pat Ji Xuance’s cheek, like punishing an unruly hound.

"Hisss!"

Ji Xuance opened his mouth and bit down.

His bloody mouth bit onto Jialuo’s hand, broken teeth piercing the Descender’s skin.

"Damn thing!" Jialuo flew into a rage, flinging Ji Xuance aside, and then kicked him repeatedly. His kicks were immensely powerful, each accompanied by a muffled sound of flesh turning into pulp, similar to chopping pork meat into stuffing. Such a sight happening to a person made one’s scalp tingle, but Ji Xuance was laughing.

Bang!

Jialuo delivered another kick, nearly crushing his head.

"Alright, you’re about to kill him, and this guy is still useful to us," Kulika finally couldn’t stand it any longer and stepped in to stop his brother.

Jialuo pulled out a clean handkerchief from his embrace, wiped off the bloodstains, and then tossed it onto Ji Xuance’s decaying face.

"What’s next?" Jialuo asked.

"The first step of the plan is complete, the net has been cast, but for safety’s sake, we still need to find more allies," Kulika responded with a smile.

"Allies!?"

Jialuo was surprised, "Weren’t those three useless ones already dead? I don’t remember there being more Descenders here."

"Not Descenders, but something else," Kulika said with a mysterious expression, not beating around the bush, "Demon Descendants."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Jialuo laughed.

"Are you sure those guys won’t choose to just punch us on sight?"

Jialuo stuck out his snake-like crimson tongue, excitedly said, "But if things really develop this way, it won’t be bad; it has been a long time since I’ve fought with these broken dogs. After thousands of years, honed in this big dye vat of Changsheng Heaven, I wonder if they’ve improved, it’s really something to look forward to!"

"A very nice idea, but my dear brother, I’m not joking with you on this matter."

Looking at Jialuo’s puzzled eyes, Kulika explained, "It’s true that the Demon Descendants are our mortal enemies, but now we have a common goal. They need a haven on this land to lead their people to survive the increasingly fierce storms of Changsheng Heaven, and we need to complete the task given to us by the Great Clan Chief."

"Since the goal is the same, that forms the basis for cooperation. I’ve heard the current King of Demon Descendants is a smart man, so it wouldn’t hurt to have a talk."

"Fine, I’m just here to assist you anyway," Jialuo shrugged.

"Besides, the faster we complete our task, the sooner you can see your daughter, right?" Kulika said with a smile.

Jialuo’s expression slowly became somber, apparently still undecided about what scenario he wanted to meet his daughter under.

"What should we do with him?" Jialuo changed the subject abruptly.

"Ugh, disgusting. He’s like a stinking stone in a privy," Ji Xuance lay on his back, his head cracked open, his brain oozing a mixture of red and white fluids from the back, his originally smooth black hair consequently sticking together. He looked like a mop after a clean-up, emitting an odor that made one nauseous.

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