Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 191 You beast, you will get your retribution!

"Look at you, your martial arts have been crippled, what do you have left to fight me with?"

Li Xingyun snorted coldly: "Don't be too smug. Although you seem to be doing well now, your heart has already been corrupted by power and desire. You have lost yourself."

Yunming's expression changed slightly. He suddenly stood up, pointed at Li Xingyun, and roared, "Shut up! Everything I've done is for this world, for establishing a true order."

Only I can make this world a better place.

Li Xingyun said disdainfully, "What you call order is nothing but your dictatorial rule."

Look what you've done! You've imprisoned me, and who knows what you'll do to Ji Ruxue? You're utterly heartless!

Upon hearing Ji Ruxue's name, a complex expression flashed in Yunming's eyes: "Ji Ruxue... she's a good woman, it's just a pity that she's standing beside you."

Just then, another soldier came in to report: "Sir, Ji Ruxue has been brought in."

Ji Ruxue was dragged into the room. She struggled, her eyes filled with anger and defiance: "Yunming, let me go! You monster!"

Yunming looked at Ji Ruxue and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Ji Ruxue, as long as you are willing to submit to me, I can spare your life and even give you endless riches and honors."

Ji Ruxue spat: "Pah! Don't even dream about it. I'd rather die than submit to a villain like you."

Yunming's face darkened: "Very well, since you're so ungrateful, then don't blame me for being impolite."

As he spoke, he walked step by step toward Ji Ruxue, his eyes filled with wicked desire.

Seeing this, Li Xingyun struggled desperately: "Yunming, if you dare to touch a single hair on her head, I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

Yunming completely ignored Li Xingyun. He reached out to touch Ji Ruxue's face, but Ji Ruxue desperately dodged away.

Yunming grabbed her chin and said fiercely, "Do you think you can still escape?"

Ji Ruxue glared angrily at Yun Ming: "You beast, you'll get your comeuppance!"

Yunming ignored everything and began to humiliate Ji Ruxue.

Ji Ruxue was filled with despair. Her heart was filled with hatred for Yunming and even more guilt towards Li Xingyun.

She struggled incessantly, but could not break free from Yunming's control.

In the end, Ji Ruxue, filled with extreme grief, indignation, and humiliation, chose to suffocate and die.

Looking at Ji Ruxue's corpse, Li Xingyun let out a painful roar: "Yunming, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

He struggled frantically, and it took the soldiers a great deal of effort to subdue him.

Looking at the dead Ji Ruxue, Yunming felt a strange sense of loss welling up in his heart.

He waved his hand: "Throw her body out. As for Li Xingyun, keep him locked up. I want him to slowly taste the pain of losing everything."

The soldiers carried Ji Ruxue's body out, and Li Xingyun was taken away again.

Yunming was left alone in the room. He returned to the bedside, looked at the elixir of immortality on the table, and fell into deeper thought.

"Do I really have to take this medicine? If I take it, I can continue to live and continue to rule this world."

But is this really what I want?

Yunming was constantly struggling internally.

He recalled his former ideal, the ideal of building a peaceful and just world.

But now, for the sake of power, he has betrayed his original intentions and become ruthless and insane.

"Perhaps I have made too many mistakes."

Yunming muttered to himself.

But there was still a trace of unwillingness in his eyes. He didn't want to die like this; he wanted to continue to control everything.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.

Yunming frowned and asked loudly, "What happened outside?"

A soldier rushed in and reported: "Sir, some martial arts figures have gathered outside, saying they want to avenge Li Xingyun and Ji Ruxue and overthrow your rule."

Yunming sneered: "Based on? A bunch of rabble."

"Eliminate them all, leave no one alive."

The soldiers took the order and left.

Yunming stood up, straightened his clothes, and his eyes regained their coldness and decisiveness: "No matter what happens, my rule cannot be shaken."

I want everyone to know what the consequences of defying me will be.

He stepped out of the room and went to the highest point of the castle, looking down at the army that was gathering below.

He shouted, "Soldiers, today a group of reckless people want to challenge our authority and overthrow our rule."

But I tell you, that's impossible.

We are the strongest, and we will let these rebels know how terrible the price of resisting us is.

For our glory, for our rule, kill!

The soldiers shouted in unison, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound echoed through the sky.

As Yunming watched all this, a strange sense of pleasure welled up inside him.

He had completely fallen into the abyss of power and could not extricate himself.

The battle began, and although the martial arts practitioners were commendable for their courage, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position against the well-trained army.

Blood stained the earth red, and screams of agony filled the air.

Yunming stood on high ground, coldly watching all of this, his face devoid of any pity.

"This is what happens when you defy me."

Yunming said coldly.

However, just when he thought everything was under control, a mysterious light suddenly descended from the sky.

A mysterious figure appeared on the battlefield. He was incredibly powerful and, in just a few rounds, routed Yunming's soldiers.

Yunming stared at the mysterious man in shock: "Who are you? Why are you interfering in my affairs?"

The mysterious man did not answer his question, but coldly said, "Your actions have violated the laws of nature, and today is your death day."

Yunming laughed angrily: "You? You think you can kill me?"

As he spoke, he rushed toward the mysterious man, desperately trying to make a final stand.

The mysterious man lightly waved his weapon, and a powerful force sent Yun Ming flying.

Yunming fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

"No, this is impossible..."

Yunming couldn't believe he had been defeated so easily.

He watched the mysterious man approach step by step, his heart filled with fear. The mysterious man stood before Yunming, looked at him, and said, "You had the chance to become a hero, but you were blinded by power and desire."

Now, you should pay the price for what you've done.

Yunming looked at the mysterious man, a hint of despair in his eyes.

My life is really coming to an end.

In that vast, mysterious, and unpredictable simulated world, a towering and magnificent palace stands proudly on the vast land, like a fortress forged from steel.

The palace walls are made of thick metal, gleaming with a cold light, as if telling the story of the countless storms and vicissitudes it has endured.

Each brick and stone seemed to contain boundless power, making it indestructible.

On the city wall, sharp spikes, like a forest of fangs, stood guard against threats from the outside world.

Inside the palace, luxury and majesty coexist.

In the spacious hall, a huge crystal chandelier hangs high, emitting a dazzling light that illuminates the entire hall as if it were daytime.

The floor, paved with smooth marble, reflects people's images like a giant mirror.

The surrounding walls are covered with precious artworks and historical paintings, each bearing witness to the world's glory and honor.

However, deep within this seemingly impregnable and magnificent palace, a heavy and oppressive atmosphere permeated the air, like a layer of gloom shrouding every corner.

Yunming, the young emperor, lay quietly on that incomparably luxurious dragon bed.

Although his face still retained the handsome appearance of his youth, with fair skin and exquisite features, a closer look revealed his deeply sunken eye sockets and bloodless lips, all of which indicated his extreme physical weakness.

His eyes were empty and unfocused, as if they had lost their focus and were gazing at a distant and unknown place.

Her once jet-black and lustrous hair has now become dry and brittle, lying lifelessly on the pillow.

His body had long been ravaged by time and illness, and every breath seemed so difficult, as if he were fighting a final battle against death.

His limbs were thin and bony, like withered branches; the slightest movement would trigger a violent cough.

His chest heaved rapidly, each breath accompanied by a painful groan.

His bedside was surrounded by people with all sorts of expressions.

Shuliduo, the brave and fearless general, was now filled with anxiety. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed worry and unease.

Her hands clenched unconsciously, as if she were anxious about the emperor's illness.

She wore a suit of black armor, the patterns on which gleamed coldly under the light, as if telling the story of her past glorious achievements.

Empress Yelü Zhiwu stood quietly to the side, her eyes filled with sorrow and reluctance.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but tears choked her throat.

She wore a magnificent phoenix robe, embroidered with exquisite patterns, every stitch and thread showcasing her noble status.

However, at this moment, she seemed to have lost all her radiance, leaving only endless sorrow.

Dokoho stood in the corner, his eyes flashing with a complex light, a mixture of sadness, worry, and an elusive meaning.

His hands were behind his back, his fingers tapping lightly as if he were thinking about something.

He wore a gray robe, the folds of which looked somewhat disheveled, much like his mood.

Many high-ranking officials of the court also looked solemn at this moment. Some lowered their heads and remained silent, while others whispered among themselves, their faces filled with worry.

They wore magnificent court robes, the patterns and accessories on which indicated their official ranks and status.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, identity and status seem to become unimportant.

Yunming slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces, as if trying to imprint each person's features deeply into his mind.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he found his throat too dry to make a sound.

Seeing this, Shuliduo hurriedly stepped forward, picked up a glass of water from the table, and gently fed Yunming the water.

After taking a few sips of water, Yunming felt his throat was a little better. He coughed a few times and finally spoke, "Gentlemen... I'm sure you all know why I've summoned you here today."

His voice was weak and hoarse, as if it came from a distant place, and every word seemed to have taken all his strength.

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, and for a moment, the hall was silent except for Yunming's heavy breathing.

Empress Yelü Zhiwu couldn't help but sob. She walked to Yunming's bedside, took his hand, and cried, "Your Majesty, you will get better, you will..."

Yunming gently shook his head. He looked at Yelü Zhiwu with tenderness and reluctance in his eyes and said, "Empress, I know my own body. This day was bound to come sooner or later."

"But I can't rest easy about you, and about this empire..."

Yelü Zhiwu cried even harder, her tears dripping onto Yunming's hands. She choked out, "Your Majesty, please don't say such things. I cannot live without you..."

Yunming gently stroked Yelü Zhiwu's hand, trying to comfort her. He said, "Empress, do not be sad."

"After I leave, you must take good care of yourself and assist the new emperor in governing this country well."

At this moment, Shuliduo took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, I, your humble servant, am willing to pledge my life to assist the new emperor and ensure the stability of our dynasty!"

Yunming looked at Shuliduo with a hint of relief in his eyes and said, "General Shuliduo, I believe in you."

Over the years, you have fought in the north and south, making outstanding contributions to our dynasty.

After I leave, the court will rely heavily on you.

Shuliduo stood up and said firmly, "Your Majesty, rest assured, this humble general will do his utmost and die for you!"

Dokoho also stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, although I am not talented, I am willing to serve the new emperor and contribute my share to the prosperity of our dynasty."

Yunming nodded and said, "Duokuo, you are meticulous and resourceful."

I hope you can stay by the new emperor's side and assist him well, offering him advice and solutions whenever needed.

Dokoho responded, "Your subject obeys the decree."

Yunming then turned his gaze to the many important court officials and said, "My dear ministers, during my reign, I have been fortunate to receive your assistance and support."

Now that I am about to depart, I hope that you will remain as loyal as ever, assisting the new emperor and governing our dynasty to an even greater prosperity.

All the ministers knelt down and said in unison, "We will do our utmost to assist the new emperor and live up to Your Majesty's trust!"

Yunming nodded in satisfaction and said, "Good, with your words, I am relieved."

"After I leave, when the new emperor ascends the throne, everything should be kept simple, without extravagance, so as not to burden the people and waste resources."

At this moment, a minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the ascension of the new emperor is a major event for our dynasty. If a grand ceremony is not held, it will be difficult to win the hearts of the people."

Yunming shook his head and said, "Although our dynasty appears prosperous on the surface, it is actually beset by internal and external troubles."

Northern barbarians frequently raided our borders, causing great hardship for the people.

I do not want the people to bear more burdens because of a coronation ceremony.

Keep everything simple; this is my decree.

(End of this chapter)