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

Chapter 291 First Clean House

He glanced at the fleeing remnants of the army in the distance, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. "Now it's our turn to go fishing."

Meanwhile, inside the Imperial Council Hall, an old man dressed in a black and gold robe looked at the horrific battlefield in the crystal ball and smiled sinisterly: "Yunming, an interesting little mouse."

He turned to the shadowy figure behind him and said, "Notify the Shadow Guards to keep a close watch on his every move."

In addition, the 'Heart-Eroding Project' will be launched.

The shadowy figure knelt on one knee: "My lord, once the Heart-Corroding Plan is implemented, the minds of those soldiers will be completely corrupted by darkness."

"That's why it's fun."

The old man toyed with the black chess piece in his hand, saying, "Let them kill each other, and then pin the blame on Yunming."

In this way, whether he lives or dies, he can be used by us.

He suddenly crushed the chess piece. "Go, and remember, don't leave any evidence."

Three days later, at Yunming's stronghold, a burly man with a fierce face barged in carrying boxes of spoils: "Brother! This time the harvest was huge! There are three hundred catties of black iron alone! And..."

His voice abruptly stopped, because besides Yunming, there were more than a dozen strangers dressed in black robes standing in the room.

"These are some new friends I've made."

Yunming toyed with the fragment of the Holy Energy Crystal in his hand. "They are very interested in our 'business'."

He suddenly pressed the shard against the big man's forehead, "But before that, we need to clean house first."

The burly man stared wide-eyed in terror: "Brother! It's me, Lao Hu! What...what are you doing!"

The man in black robes made a move instantly, his dark energy transforming into chains that bound his limbs.

Yunming stood up, his body crackling with lightning: "Old Hu, you went to the black market to sell horses three days ago, why didn't you return at the agreed time?"

"I've run into some trouble."

Old Hu struggled, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Did we run into Imperial Shadow Guards?"

Yunming abruptly ripped open Lao Hu's collar, revealing the same black six-pointed star emblem flashing beneath his skin. "Tell me, who sent you to spy on me?"

Old Hu suddenly let out a sinister laugh, his entire body swelling and deforming: "Yunming, do you think you can control everything? The Heart-Corroding Plan has been launched, and the entire empire's army will become puppets of darkness! And you—"

He transformed into a black shadow and pounced on Yunming, "Just the first sacrifice!"

Lightning exploded in Yunming's palm, blasting the dark figure into dust: "They really came."

He turned to the man in black robes and said, "Gentlemen, now you believe I'm not fighting alone, right?"

The leader of the black-robed figures pulled back his hood, revealing Keisha's cold face: "Although your methods are ruthless, we must admit that you have successfully caught our attention."

Her wings of light unfurled slightly behind her. "I can help you obtain the Holy Energy Crystal fragments from the City of Angels."

But in exchange.”

"I know."

Yunming gripped the crystal shard tightly, "I'll help you expose the dark forces within the Empire's upper echelons."

But before that—”

He looked out at the sky outside the stronghold, which had suddenly become eerie, with countless black crows blocking out the sunlight. "We have a more troublesome enemy to deal with."

Those soldiers, corrupted by greed, have arrived.

Rose suddenly appeared from the wormhole, holding a blood-stained secret report in her hand: "Yunming, things are worse than we thought."

Not only the nearby armies, but even the Imperial Guards of the capital are beginning to show signs of infection.

She threw the secret report on the table. "Moreover, this secret report came from He Xi."

Yunming unfolded the secret report, his pupils shrinking sharply: "The seal on the Eye of Judgment is loosening?"

He looked up abruptly. "Keisha, we must retrieve the fragments of Angel City now! Rose, you take men to guard the stronghold and use the power of the Holy Energy Crystal to establish a protective barrier."

Keisha nodded, her wings of light transforming into a stream of light: "Follow me."

But once inside the ruins, you must obey my commands completely.

The spacetime turbulence there is so intense that even angels could be torn to shreds.

Yun Ming gripped the Thunder Blade at his waist: "What does it matter if I'm shattered to pieces, as long as I can stop the forces of darkness?"

He turned to the men in black robes and said, "I'll leave this place to you."

Remember, anyone bearing the six-pointed star mark must be killed without exception!

As Yunming and Keisha disappeared into the horizon, deafening shouts of battle erupted outside the stronghold.

"Do you know who those people are? They commit arson, murder, looting, and all sorts of atrocities!"

Tong Ze's eyes were bloodshot, and the sword at his waist clanged softly with his trembling body. "The people of Youzhou are now full of resentment, all cursing you..."

"shut up!"

Yunming slammed his hand on the table, shattering the teacup on it. The brown tea slurped like blood on the blue bricks. "I've tolerated you for too long! Back on the battlefield, if I hadn't blocked that piercing arrow, you would have been a dead man long ago! And now you're lecturing me?"

Tong Ze swayed slightly, his face drained of color: "So in your heart, the grace of being saved is a bargaining chip? Yun Ming, you've changed, you've become someone I don't recognize."

"strangeness?"

Yun Ming chuckled, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and the moonlight cast interlaced shadows on his face through the carved window lattice. "Look outside. The lights of Youzhou City burn all night long, and caravans come and go in an endless stream. I got all of this through my own means! Those so-called righteous people can't even hold onto half a section of the city wall. What right do they have to criticize me?"

"You're just asking a tiger for its skin!"

Tong Ze suddenly drew his sword, the tip pointing directly at Yun Ming's throat. "Even if I have to risk my life today, I will rid the people of Youzhou of this scourge!"

In the instant a cold glint appeared, the door slammed shut.

The ground was smashed open, and dozens of black-clad guards poured in like ghosts.

The leader of the men in black sneered, "You? Lord Yun knew you'd resort to desperate measures."

Yunming slowly sat back in the armchair, his fingertips gently stroking the jade pendant at his waist: "Kill him."

"Wait a minute!"

Tong Ze suddenly held the sword to his neck, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Yun Ming, do you think killing me will silence the gossip? I've long ago hidden the evidence of your collusion with foreign enemies..."

"shut up!"

Yun Ming suddenly stood up, causing the shattered porcelain on the floor to clatter. "Drag him out and tear him to pieces!"

The screams gradually faded into the distance, but Yunming was still breathing heavily.

He grabbed the wine jug on the table, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. The spicy liquid dripped down his chin, leaving dark stains on his clothes.

"Someone is coming."

He suddenly spoke, his voice terribly hoarse, "Go and find out who else is dissatisfied with me, and... deal with them all."

Just as Yunming was eliminating his political opponents, dozens of people gathered in a secluded cave deep in the dense forest outside Youzhou City.

"That scoundrel Yunming is becoming increasingly rampant!"

A burly man with a full beard slammed his fist on the stone table, making the bowls and cups clatter. "I saw him drinking and laughing with those heretical cultists from the Western Regions the other day!"

"Gentlemen, we can no longer sit idly by and wait for our demise."

The speaker was a young man with a pale, scholarly appearance. He slowly unrolled a sheepskin map and said, "Yunming's defenses seem tight, but in fact there are three weaknesses."

As long as we…

"and many more!"

A deep voice suddenly came from the corner. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man in a black robe slowly getting up with the help of a wooden cane. "Do you think you can bring down Yunming with just these things? He was able to control Youzhou in just a few months, and that's not just because of his military strength."

"What does senior mean?"

The scholar cupped his hands and asked.

The old man's cloudy eyes darted around, and his aged voice carried a hint of sinister intent: "Treat others as they treat you."

If Yunming can collude with cults, why can't we? I've heard there's a Gu King in the Southern Frontier; if we could persuade him to come out of seclusion…”

"No!"

The scholar's expression changed drastically. "Cooperating with the heretical sects, isn't that the same as Yun Ming?" "Foolish!"

The old man sneered, "In this chaotic world, only results matter."

"Once Yunming is killed, we can then eradicate these evil sects as well."

Silence fell over the cave, broken only by the crackling of the torches.

After a long silence, the burly man slapped his thigh hard: "We'll fight to the death! If this continues, the people of Youzhou will all be reduced to beasts!"

Meanwhile, inside the Youzhou City Lord's Mansion, Yun Ming was sitting opposite a strange man in red robes.

The strange man wore a golden mask, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed with an eerie green light: "Lord Yun, I have brought what you requested."

As he spoke, he took out a small jade box from his sleeve. When he opened it, a jet-black pill lay inside.

"Is this the 'Asura Pill' that can dramatically increase one's power?"

Yunming's eyes burned with desire, and he reached out to take it.

The strange man suddenly slammed the jade box shut with a crisp "snap".

Voice: "Lord Yun, our Blood Fiend Sect has always valued equal exchange in all matters."

When will the three thousand boys and girls you promised be delivered?

Yunming's pupils contracted slightly, then returned to normal: "Three days later, I will send someone to the dilapidated temple in the west of the city."

But before that, I need to see the medicine's effects.

The strange man gave a sinister smile: "That's great!"

He grabbed a maidservant, pried open her mouth, and stuffed the pill into her mouth. "Watch closely."

The maid let out a painful scream, her body contorting in a bizarre arc.

Moments later, her eyes turned bloodshot, her nails grew three inches long, and she lunged at the nearest guard like sharp claws.

In a panic, the guard swung his knife, but the maid caught the blade with her bare hands. Blood flowed down the blade, but she seemed oblivious and bit through the guard's throat.

Yunming gasped, but a mad desire ignited in his eyes: "Good! Good stuff! I will definitely deliver the person in three days!"

However, their conversation was overheard by the shadowy figure outside the window.

The shadowy figure quietly retreated and disappeared into the night.

Three days later, at the dilapidated temple in the west of the city.

Yunming arrived with a hundred soldiers, escorting a carriage full of children.

“I’ve brought the person; hand over the pills.”

He said solemnly.

The strange man suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter carrying an indescribable eeriness: "Yunming, do you think our Blood Fiend Sect is so easily fooled?"

Before the words were finished, hundreds of believers suddenly surged out from around the dilapidated temple. They were dressed in blood-red robes and carried various strange weapons.

"What do you mean?"

Yunming's expression changed drastically, and he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"That means you and all these people have to die!"

As soon as the strange man finished speaking, the followers surged forward like a tide.

Yunming roared, slashing down the first few men charging at the front, and shouted, "Form ranks!"

The soldiers quickly formed ranks, and amidst the flashing of swords and the cries of agony, screams echoed one after another.

Yunming fought with increasing ferocity, his body splattered with blood, but suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

He then realized with a start that a faint, sweet, fishy smell had been permeating the air.

"This is... a bewitching incense!"

Yunming gritted his teeth and forced himself to swing his sword at the strange man, shouting, "How dare you scheme against me!"

The strange man easily dodged the attack and sneered, "Yun Ming, do you think you can rest easy by joining our Blood Fiend Sect? You're nothing but a pawn in our hands."

Just as Yunming was in dire straits, shouts of battle suddenly came from outside the dilapidated temple.

Dozens of men in black stormed in like ghosts, led by the mysterious old man.

"Blood Fiend Cult scum, today is your death day!"

At the old man's command, the men in black pulled out poison gas bombs and threw them out, instantly filling the dilapidated temple with smoke.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yunming retreated to the side of the carriage, cut the ropes, and rescued several children.

"Take them and get out of here quickly!"

He shouted to the few remaining soldiers around him.

"Sir, what should we do?"

a soldier asked.

"leave me alone!"

A flicker of struggle crossed Yunming's eyes, then he shouted sternly, "Protect the children!"

In the midst of the chaos, Yunming and the strange man clashed once again.

"Today either you die or I die!"

Yunming roared, his sword strikes becoming even more ferocious than before.

The strange man remained calm, forming hand seals and chanting incantations.

Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and countless black tentacles burst forth from the earth, wrapping around Yunming's legs.

"What kind of witchcraft is this!"

Yunming struggled desperately, severing the tentacles with his blade, but even more tentacles surged forth.

"This is the Blood Fiend Sect's secret technique—Ten Thousand Gu Devouring Heaven!"

The strange man grinned maliciously, "Yunming, prepare to die!"

At the critical moment, a sword light pierced through the air and severed the tentacles that were binding Yun Ming.

Yunming looked up and saw a young man who looked like a scholar holding a long sword, followed by dozens of people holding torches.

"Yunming, we are not here to save you today, but to save these children!"

The scholar shouted loudly.

Yunming was deeply moved. Looking at the people's determined eyes, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he fought alongside Tongze.

He gripped his broadsword tightly and roared, "Fine! Today I'll fight you heretics to the death!"

On the battlefield, shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of weapons mingled together.

Yunming fought with increasing ferocity, his wounds multiplying without him even noticing.

The strange man finally showed a serious expression. He raised his hands high and uttered a strange chant, causing the entire dilapidated temple to shake violently.

"Oh no! He's about to activate the Blood Fiend Formation!"

The old man's expression changed drastically. "Everyone, retreat immediately!"

Yunming, however, advanced instead of retreating. He poured all his power into his blade and shouted, "Break!"

A dazzling blade of light ripped through the night sky, heading straight for the monster's throat.

The strange man hurriedly formed hand seals to defend himself, but Yunming cleaved through his defenses with a single slash, the blade grazing his cheek and slicing off half of his mask.

The strange man let out a shrill scream, his eyes filled with terror: "You...you actually managed to break my formation!"

Yunming did not press his advantage. Instead, he turned around and protected the people and children behind him: "Run! This place is about to collapse!"

The moonlight was like frost. Li Keyong's heavy iron sword slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab, and the flying sparks illuminated Yun Ming's gloomy face.

The old general's white hair moved without wind, and drops of blood seeping from the gaps in his armor dripped onto the ground, spreading into dark red patterns: "Back when I picked you up from a pile of corpses, you were just a little brat clutching half a cold steamed bun."

(End of this chapter)