Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 37 You Sing, We Stop

In the ancestral land of Daqian, a figure quietly entered.

"Pfft——!"

As soon as he arrived, he spat out a mouthful of blood, fell from mid-air, and landed heavily on the ground.

He forced himself to crawl slowly among the many stone statues of emperors, the one whose face had not been completely carved out. He gently stroked the statue, with endless sighs in his eyes.

"What a pity! My stone statue is not yet finished."

He looked at the majestic statue of the emperor beside him, which looked somewhat similar to him, and smiled mockingly.

"Father, you said I was weak and incapable of taking on a great responsibility. Unfortunately, you were only half right. I am indeed somewhat incapable of taking on a great responsibility, but I am definitely not a weak and incapable person.

The blood of the Daqian royal family is engraved in my bones! If you hadn't abolished my mother and made me the crown prince, I would never be worse than Li Qingyun! "

After saying that, he tried his best, raised his hand and slashed out several sword lights, carving his appearance on the unfinished stone statue. He spat out blood again and then knelt on the ground.

His breath was already extremely weak, and his eyes had begun to blur.

But at this moment, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Who?"

His expression suddenly tensed up, but when he saw Zhou Yi's appearance, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils in an instant, he was shocked to the extreme!

He looked at Zhou Yi in front of him with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's you! The coroner from the prison who was tasting wine at Xinghualou?"

How can this be?

You must know that this is the ancestral land of Daqian. There are restrictions here. If you don’t have a token to unlock it, you can’t enter unless you are a martial saint.
Wait a minute, Martial Saint!

He is the Martial Saint!

Li Qingxuan was shocked once again. His brain was a mess and he felt numb.

The unknown martial saint he had been searching for turned out to be a small coroner in the Heavenly Prison?

Zhou Yi shrugged.

"Now I've been promoted to prison boss."

This simple sentence was like a sharp blade, stabbing Li Qingxuan's heart.

He looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Ahahahaha this is ridiculous, so ridiculous!"

It's ridiculous that he was obsessed with imperial power all his life, but in the end it was all in vain.

However, Zhou Yi, though a martial saint, did not care about worldly fame and gain, and was only willing to be a small jailer.

People always say that power and wealth are fleeting, but only at this moment did he truly experience and understand it.

His vision gradually blurred and he seemed to hear the voices of his wife and son in his ears.

"Qingxuan~!"

A call took away his obsession and his soul.

He is tired, exhausted, and tired
Go to hell with the throne, whoever wants it can have it, I don’t want to play anymore!
In my next life, even if you give me a throne for free, I won’t sit on it!
Zhou Yi watched him die.

The two of them didn't know each other very well, and he didn't care about the other's life or death, but the other's life gave him some insights.

Everything in the world is nothing but floating clouds. Don't be greedy for power. Only strength is the only thing.

We must continue to work hard to become stronger, strong enough to control our own destiny!
He came up to the other party and used the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, but only absorbed a small part of his cultivation.

The way others practice the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art is different from the way he practices the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art.

He had the immortality fruit, which could prevent the loss of essence and blood. Later, he also integrated the blood-sucking technique. The mixture of the two techniques had eliminated the disadvantages of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art. Therefore, no matter how much cultivation he absorbed, it would be stored in his body and transformed into his real cultivation.

When other people use the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, they mainly consume their own essence and blood.

In this way, when they die, the cultivation in their bodies will dissipate on their own and there will not be much left.

But the other party still has memories. [Although I don't know the other party's origins, but by practicing the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, I can become stronger in a short period of time, which may be able to save Daqian. ]

[This technique is so cool, it's like a divine method. My cultivation level improved in one battle, which is more than what I would have achieved in several years of cultivation!]

[I actually sat on the emperor’s throne, I am the emperor, I am the emperor, hahahaha]

[All of this is destiny. I am the son of destiny. No one can take my throne away! ]

After Zhou Yi obtained the other party's memory, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Who is that man in black? Why did he give the Heaven Devouring Magic Skill to Li Qingxuan?"

Zhou Yi learned from Li Qingxuan's memory that he had obtained the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, which was passed on to him by a man in black.

But the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art should have been the practice of the Demon Cult. If the opponent was from the Demon Cult, Li Qingxuan would not have been allowed to deal with the Demon Cult later.

Zhou Yi shook his head, feeling a headache from thinking about it.

What's the point of thinking so much?

Anyway, even if the world is about to be destroyed, I can't do anything and it would be a waste of brain cells.

Sensing a breath flying towards this side, Zhou Yi tapped his feet lightly and his body instantly disappeared from the spot.

Time passed quickly, and it was the next day in a blink of an eye.

When ordinary people took to the streets, they found that the streets had changed a lot.

There were many more captains of the Zhenwu Division and the imperial guards responsible for city defense on the streets, all arresting people everywhere.

Moreover, those arrested were all meritorious and powerful people, mainly from the lineage of the new emperor.

The people began to gossip, and within half an hour, the news that Emperor Jing had passed away and the late emperor had ascended the throne spread throughout the capital, causing an uproar.

Naturally, the people couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"The dog emperor must have killed the late emperor."

"How shameless! A fool like him almost ruined the fate of our Great Qian country. The late emperor let bygones be bygones and took him back, but he turned his kindness into enmity and seized the throne from the late emperor."

'Excuse me, even animals are better than him.'

Most of the common people support Li Qingxuan. After all, if Li Qingxuan hadn't turned the tide against the mess created by Li Qingyun, Daqian might have really been finished.

In addition, after Li Qingxuan took office, he reduced taxes and benefited the people, and his reputation is still very good.

Common people don’t know about the despicable things like practicing the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art.

But the opinions from the grassroots have always been non-existent, so it’s just the common people gossiping about it.

When Zhou Yi arrived at the Tianlao, it was already full.

The former warden who was promoted by Li Qingxuan to be the Minister of Punishment, Tian Wenjing, Ma Guocheng and many officials who followed Li Qingxuan, none of them escaped.

A new emperor appoints new ministers. When the new emperor ascends the throne, they become hostile forces and naturally have to be dealt with.

It's just like performing a big opera, you finish singing and I stop.

Zhou Yi had just arrived, and Li Jingrong, the Minister of Revenue who had been lured away by Li Qingxuan before, had also just been arrested.

This guy changed his camp through Zhou Yi's hands, but unexpectedly, Li Qingyun was restored and he became a prisoner again.

The moment he saw Zhou Yi, he immediately pointed at him and shouted:

"It's him. He was the first one, no, he was the one who belonged to the deposed emperor Li Qingxuan! He was the one who tried to win me over in the first place."

Several captains of the Zhenwu Division who were in charge of escorting the transport immediately locked their eyes on Zhou Yi with cold eyes. Zhou Yi didn't care. He was just playing the game now. If he could play, he would play. If he couldn't, the worst that could happen was that he would just flatten the city of Kyoto.

But at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded.

"Who said he was the one who deposed the emperor?"

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