I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 248 Pang Yu’s Conspiracy

The Grand Tutor's Mansion in Bianliang City was shrouded in gloom. Even the moonlight in the autumn night was obscured by the thick dark clouds. The entire mansion seemed eerie and dead silent.

Deep in the mansion, there is a secret courtyard that few people know about. It is surrounded by high walls and covered with dense rune formations to prevent any outsiders from spying.

The courtyard was filled with a nauseating smell of blood, and the low chanting sound coming faintly from the darkness added a sense of weirdness and uneasiness.

In the center of the courtyard, a huge altar stands quietly.

The altar was made of black stones, and the stone surface was covered with strange runes. These runes twisted and moved like living things, emitting a dark light.

In the center of the altar, there is a blood-red crystal coffin. Inside the coffin, a dark red blood light can be vaguely seen flickering, as if some kind of power is slowly flowing.

Pang Yu stood in front of the altar, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his face cold and pious.

He raised his hands high, holding a blood-soaked jade slip in his palms, and was chanting a series of obscure and difficult to understand spells in a low voice.

These spells seemed to come from eternity past. As he whispered, the entire altar began to tremble slightly, and even the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Suddenly, a terrifying force burst out from the jade slip and turned into a dark beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

In the black light, a huge faceless figure was faintly visible. The figure was several feet tall and its outline was blurred, but the aura emanating from its body was so oppressive that it made it difficult to breathe.

It has no eyes or mouth, only a smooth and empty face, but it makes people want to kneel down and submit to its majesty.

Pang Yu looked excited, with deep enthusiasm in his voice:
"The faceless immortal who has no form, no beginning, no end, and is eternal and immortal!
"Please accept my sacrifice and grant me endless power! The Dragon Transformation Pond has been activated, and we will soon be able to offer the power of the dragon veins to open a passage for you to enter the human world!"

A low murmur came from the dark shadow, as if some existence was communicating with Pang Yu. The sound was like countless ants crawling by, carrying an irresistible temptation and corrosive power, which made people shudder.

Pang Yu nodded repeatedly after hearing this, as if he had received some important instructions.

After a moment, the black light gradually dissipated, and the runes on the altar also went out.

Pang Yu slowly put down the jade slip in his hand, his eyes revealing excitement and anticipation that were difficult to conceal.

"Yu'er, you are too bold. Kaifeng Prefecture and Tianbo Prefecture have begun to suspect us, and you are still holding a sacrifice in such a high-profile manner?"

At this moment, a low scolding voice came from the darkness, accompanied by a bit of anger and mixed with unconcealable worry.

From the darkness of the secret courtyard, an old man in a brocade robe and a jade belt slowly walked out. His hair and beard were grey, and his face was solemn, but his fatigue and anxiety could not be concealed.

He glanced at the altar and immediately frowned, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

This old man was none other than the Grand Tutor of the Song Dynasty - Pang Ji, the most powerful official in the court of Bianliang, second only to the emperor.

He has always been known for his shrewdness and foresight, but at this moment his expression revealed a hint of panic that was difficult to conceal.

Pang Yu turned around and saw that the person coming was his father. A faint smile appeared on his face, but there was no guilt in his eyes. Instead, he seemed calm and unhurried.

He patted his black robe with both hands and said respectfully, "Father, why are you here so late at night? Is there something important?"

"Are you still asking me what I want?"

Pang Ji shouted in a low voice and took a few steps closer, but his eyes could not help but be attracted by the blood-red crystal coffin in the center of the altar.

He stared at the blood rising from the coffin, lowered his voice a bit, and his tone was clearly full of rebuke:
"Yu'er, how dare you publicly offer sacrifices to the Faceless Immortal! If this matter is discovered by the Tianji Secret Society, or even known by people like Lu Dongbin and Zhongli Quan, the consequences will be disastrous! Do you know that such an act against heaven can lead to the extermination of the clan if you are not careful?"

After hearing this, Pang Yu was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled lightly and said with a hint of sarcasm:
“Why is Dad making such a fuss?
"The whole world's attention is on those powerful people who are high up on the Tiangang Ranking. They think that the war between gods is far away in another space and will only affect the upper realm and has nothing to do with the human world. But they don't know that the flames of the war between gods have spread to the feet of the human world. It's just that they are blinded by their own pride!"

Upon hearing this, Pang Ji's face suddenly turned pale.

He stared at Pang Yu, his voice trembling slightly:
"What? The war between gods will affect the human world? This is impossible! Yu'er, what did you hear from the Faceless Immortal? This war between gods...what consequences will it bring?"

When Pang Yu heard this, the faint smile on his face deepened a little, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable fanaticism.

He slowly turned around and looked up at the slowly rotating blood-red light column on the altar. His voice was low but resounding with determination:
"Father, the war between gods will eventually sweep across the human world. This is an inevitable trend and no one can stop it. But it is precisely because of this that we have the opportunity to achieve the greatest feat!"

"The greatest feat?"

Pang Ji frowned, his eyes showing a complicated expression. He was worried about Pang Yu's ambition, but he couldn't hide the hidden temptation deep in his heart.

He whispered:

"Yu'er, even if you and I have great ambitions, we must act within our capabilities. What is the use of this Dragon Transformation Pond? Why do we have to take the risk of performing such a dangerous sacrifice?"

Pang Yu smiled coldly and pointed at the crystal coffin on the altar:
"Father, do you know what is in the coffin?"

Pang Ji looked closely and saw that the blood light in the coffin vaguely condensed into a dragon-shaped shadow, with a distorted and struggling shape, as if it was forcibly imprisoned by some force.

His heart was shocked, and his tone became more nervous:

"This... is this the dragon vein of the Emperor Zhao's family?"

"Not bad!"

There was a hint of pride in Pang Yu's voice, "Zhao Dezhao is now pretending to be the emperor, and the real Zhao Zhen has been imprisoned by us in the depths of the Hualong Pond.

“By extracting Zhao Zhen’s dragon vein, we can not only steal the entire Song Dynasty’s national destiny, but also offer the power of the dragon vein to the Faceless Immortal to help him descend to the human world!
"By then, the whole world will be prostrating at our feet."

When Pang Ji heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He took a step back and said in a low and hurried voice:

"Yu'er! You actually attempted to steal the country's destiny and sacrifice the dragon vein? If this matter were to be leaked, those important civil officials in the court would surely fight to the death, not to mention... not to mention how could the Tianji Secret Society sit idly by and do nothing?"

"Father, you are too timid."

Pang Yu's eyes were cold, but there was a hint of madness in them, "The court and those strong men on the Tiangang Ranking are not aware of our plan at all!

"As for the Heavenly Secret Meeting, their eyes are fixed on the battle between gods in the sky. How could they pay attention to such a small matter in the human world?"

He paused and sneered:
"As long as the Dragon Transformation Pool is fully opened and the dragon vein power is successfully sacrificed, I will break through to the realm of demigod, and even..."

There was a hint of arrogance and greed in his eyes. "We may even achieve a higher existence! By then, who in the world would dare to oppose us?"

When Pang Ji heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He could not help but shouted:
"Stop talking! Be careful, the walls may have ears!
"Yu'er, if you go against the will of heaven, you will eventually suffer disaster. Although you are ambitious, if you fail, you will be doomed! Even if you want to take this path, you must be extremely cautious and must not leave any loopholes!"

Pang Yu disagreed and said slowly: "Don't worry, father, this is a forbidden place for worshiping the Faceless Immortal. Within a few feet, there is the blessing of the Faceless Immortal's divinity, and no one will know about our conversation.

"This plan has been going on for many years, and even Zhao Dezhao himself was kept in the dark. Who else could have figured it out?
"What's more, Zhao Zhen's dragon vein has been extracted by 90%, and there is only one last step left... As long as it succeeds, all opponents will be wiped out. Who will care about these 'details'?"

Pangji was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed.

He knew that Pang Yu was stubborn and it was useless to persuade him, so he could only sigh and whispered:
"For such a big matter, you must be extremely careful. Don't let a moment of negligence lead to irreparable disaster."

Pang Yu smiled slightly, his tone firm:

"Don't worry, father. All the chess pieces have been set up. Now... we only have the last step left."

He looked at the blood surging in the crystal coffin, his eyes full of ambition and fanaticism, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

While the two were talking, the light coming from the blood-red crystal coffin in the courtyard made the surrounding darkness even more eerie.

Blood was flowing, and the vague shadow of the dragon in the coffin seemed to be wailing silently. Countless blurry faces seemed to emerge in the light, carrying pain, anger and despair.

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.

The footsteps were not hurried, but they carried a kind of pressure that could not be ignored. Every step seemed to step on everyone's heart, making the already heavy air even more suffocating.

Upon hearing the voice, Pang Yu immediately turned around, his expression became extremely respectful, and he even had a hint of a flattering smile.

The door was silently pushed open, and several guards wearing cloaks and hoods stood solemnly. Then, a man in a dragon robe slowly walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he appeared, the originally chaotic darkness in the courtyard seemed to become quiet. Only the flashing of blood in the coffin and the golden scales on his dragon robe were particularly dazzling.

The man who came had a handsome face, sharp features, and a pair of eyes as deep as a lake, but with a chilling coldness that made people shudder.

There was a hint of royal majesty between his brows, but beneath this majesty lay an indescribable gloom and alienation.

Even though he was neatly dressed and walked with a calm gait, he gave people an ominous feeling, as if he was a statue that had walked out of a tomb and put on the cloak of an emperor.

It was Zhao Dezhao, the Prince of Wugong, who replaced Zhao Zhen to take charge of the country.

"Your Majesty is here to welcome you!"

Pang Yu walked over quickly, bowed, and spoke in a respectful, almost flattering tone:
"Your Majesty, I, Pang Yu, pay my respects to you!"

Zhao Dezhao stopped and glanced at Pang Yu and Pang Ji, then fell on the blood-red crystal coffin on the altar.

A sneer appeared on his face, and his voice was low but full of pressure:
"Pang Yu, I heard that Zhao Zhen's dragon vein has been extracted by 90%. Why is it not completed yet?"

Although his voice was calm, there was a chill in his words that made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty,"

Pang Yu quickly lowered his head and replied, with a hint of flattery in his tone, "Zhao Zhen's dragon vein is almost exhausted, and I have been doing my best to activate the Dragon Pool.

"In three days at most, his dragon veins will be completely drained. By then, he will be like a walking corpse, no longer of any use."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dezhao nodded slightly, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

He walked slowly to the altar, stretched out his slender and pale fingers, and gently tapped on the edge of the crystal coffin. The sound was particularly crisp in the silent courtyard.

"very good."

Zhao Dezhao's eyes fell on the looming dragon-shaped shadow in the coffin, his eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice was low, but with a bit of oppression: "I have waited for so many years, and endured the pain of the seven evil spirits, and I am only one step away.

"Pang Yu, I will not allow any mistakes this time. If there is any mistake in the Dragon Pool, you know the consequences."

Pang Yu hunched over, sweat on his forehead, and said quickly:

"Your Majesty, rest assured. I will live up to your trust!"

Zhao Dezhao nodded with satisfaction:

"There is one more thing. Today, the imperial envoy Tu Wenji, who I sent to capture Mu Guiying, was beheaded in the street and was falsely accused of being a demon."

Pang Yu was shocked when he heard this:
"Manager Tu was a fourth-level expert with so many guards, but he was killed?"

Zhao Dezhao sneered:
"The man who killed him claimed to be Li Qingyun, the lieutenant of Kaifeng Prefecture. Isn't this man already dead?"

Pang Yu took a breath of cold air:
"This... How is this possible? Li Qingyun turned into a pool of rotten flesh in front of everyone's eyes. Everyone saw it with their own eyes! Someone must have impersonated him. Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will get to the bottom of this matter!"

Zhao Dezhao flicked his sleeves:
"You'd better do so. Now that the plan has reached the most critical moment, I don't want anything weird to happen and cause trouble."

Pang Yu was about to speak when suddenly, a rapid buzzing sound interrupted his thoughts.

In an instant, a dazzling red light suddenly lit up on the stone pillars around the courtyard, followed by a piercing buzzing sound, as if it was some kind of warning, alerting the owner of this place that danger was approaching.

The red light flickered like a dancing flame, illuminating the expressions on everyone's faces in the courtyard even more vividly.

Pang Yu's face suddenly changed, and he immediately turned around to look at the red light, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He walked quickly to the formation stone pillar, reached out and lightly touched the rune on the stone pillar, and cursed in a low voice:
"This is the warning formation of the Dragon Pond! Someone actually broke in..."

When Pang Ji heard this, he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"What? Someone broke into the Dragon Pond?"

His voice was filled with panic that could not be concealed. "Isn't that the iron wall you set up? How could anyone break in?"

Pang Yu clenched his teeth, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

He said in a deep voice: "Impossible! The defensive formation around the Dragon Transformation Pond was set up by me personally. Even a sixth-level expert cannot break it..."

Before he finished speaking, another stone pillar suddenly lit up, the red light became stronger and stronger, and the vibration of the runes brought about faint humming sounds, as if some powerful force was wreaking havoc in the Dragon Transformation Pond...

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(End of this chapter)