Divine Emperor of Heavenly Destiny

Lu Chao narrowed his eyes, carefully sizing up Mo Jing.

He was dressed head to toe in black robes. He looked to be about fifty years old, with a full head of black hair and a dark, swarthy face. It gave one the impression that he would be invisible if he were to melt into the night.

It was impossible to determine Mo Jing’s realm from the powerful aura he exuded.

But as Dongfang Ren had said, he was definitely Above the Creation.

His aura was far more terrifying than that of the Black-armored Niu Dong. It was so oppressive that Dongfang Ren and the others could hardly circulate the True Qi in their bodies.

If Lu Chao hadn’t possessed the miraculous Life-taking Star-devouring Bone, he feared he would have suffered the same fate.

’My Fire Roaring and Water Chant Divine Bones aren’t trembling or seizing up...’

’That means his Heavenly Destiny Bone hasn’t reached a level beyond a Divine Bone. In that case, he’ll be a little easier to deal with.’

Lu Chao continued to assess the situation inwardly...

He continued to use his two newly advanced Heavenly Destiny Divine Bones, the Fire Roaring and the Water Chant, to suppress the aura of his Life-taking Devouring Bone and keep it hidden.

At Lu Chao’s side were Dongfang Ren, Sun Shijin, Yin Ye, and other experts at the True Fate Realm and above.

Behind them were the people from Dragon Flame Academy and the Small Kingdoms, all mounted on warhorses.

As for the other soldiers, some had already concealed themselves in the shadows under Lu Chao’s orders.

Others remained behind the main elite force, each holding a bow and arrow aimed at the Little Sword-Winged Ice Wolves. However, seemingly affected by Mo Jing’s terrifying aura, the hands holding their bows were all trembling uncontrollably.

Across from them, Mo Jing was also studying Lu Chao...

But he said nothing, simply standing there quietly as if the hundreds of thousands of soldiers before him were beneath his notice. Behind him stood Nan Zhuiming and two others. Because Mo Jing was silent, the three of them didn’t dare to speak.

However, their gazes toward Lu Chao were filled with provocation and triumphant, cruel smirks.

The scene seemed to freeze in that moment. Mo Jing and his men said nothing.

Lu Chao also remained silent. He knew very well that the other party was waiting for Lu Dingtian to arrive. It was now completely certain that Lu Dingtian had long been colluding with the Cyan Sword Great Empire.

Time passed quietly. After a short while... ROAR!

A Flying Bird Demon Beast belonging to the Great Wu Empire appeared. Lu Dingtian leaped down from it and said respectfully to Mo Jing, ”My lord.”

The words had barely left his mouth, before Lu Dingtian could speak again, when Mo Jing suddenly lashed out with a slap... SLAP!

The slap struck Lu Dingtian’s face hard, sending him flying several meters before he crashed to the ground. The ecstatic expression Lu Dingtian had worn moments ago vanished, replaced by utter shock. He clutched his face and glared resentfully.

But he quickly remembered that the one who had hit him was the terrifying Lord Black Shadow from Cyan Sword, and he hastily suppressed his anger and dropped heavily to his knees...

”My lord, I was wrong.”

Lu Dingtian immediately admitted his fault, his face a mask of extreme humility. He no longer resembled the man who wielded immense power in the Great Wu Empire.

He was like a dog, wagging its tail and begging for scraps.

Staring at Lu Dingtian, Mo Jing asked coldly, ”And how, exactly, were you wrong?”

”Failing to protect Young Master Yan Mu was my mistake. Please punish me, my lord,” Lu Dingtian replied instantly, his mind racing.

But Mo Jing’s expression remained blank as he continued to ask, ”And?”

For a moment, Lu Dingtian was stunned. ’And what?’

Finally, he looked back at Lu Chao and said, ”This lowly one was useless. I failed to kill this treacherous son and avenge Young Master Yan Mu.”

”And?” Mo Jing asked again, his voice cold, as if his patience was wearing thin.

This time, Lu Dingtian was truly baffled. ’What else is there?’

After a moment’s thought, Lu Dingtian hurriedly replied, ”My lord, Patriarch Nan and I had our connection to the Cyan Sword Great Empire exposed, but it wasn’t our fault. It was Young Master Yan Mu’s guard who suddenly pointed us out...”

He decided to drag Nan Zhuiming down with him; he couldn’t be the only one to be punished and beaten.

But just as he got to that part... AARGH!

Mo Jing suddenly kicked Lu Dingtian, sending him flying several meters once again.

Lu Dingtian let out a cry, ”WAH!” and spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Mo Jing in disbelief and quickly said, ”My lord, it really was Young Master Yan Mu’s guard who...”

”Silence!”

Mo Jing cut him off with a sharp shout, then said coldly, ”Nan Zhuiming already told me about that. I wasn’t planning to blame you for it. But you lied to me, didn’t you? You never tore that brat over there to pieces, did you?”

As he spoke, he pointed directly at Lu Chao.

Lu Chao and his men watched the scene of Lu Dingtian being abused, their faces devoid of expression.

They didn’t make a sound to interrupt...

But each one of them was trembling inwardly. This Cyan Sword powerhouse was punishing Lu Dingtian right in front of them.

This was a display of utter arrogance, a clear sign that he didn’t care at all about their army of hundreds of thousands.

Mo Jing’s words left Lu Dingtian stunned, and also made Lu Chao raise an eyebrow slightly. ’Torn to pieces?’

”Nan Zhuiming, you tell me,” Mo Jing suddenly barked.

At once, a delighted Nan Zhuiming stepped forward...

”Marshal Lu, how could you lie to Lord Mo Jing?”

”In this world, there’s no such thing as being torn to pieces and then coming back to life. And there are no such things as Fierce Ghosts, either.”

”You never actually brutally murdered Lu Chao back then, so why did you lie?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Dingtian froze, and Lu Chao was also taken aback.

Lu Dingtian immediately understood and hastily refuted, ”My lord, every word I said is true! Back then, I personally ground the bones of this treacherous son to dust and stomped him into a meat pulp!”

Only then did he realize that *this* was the reason the Lord Black Shadow from Cyan Sword was so angry.

He, Lu Dingtian, had been wronged!

Immediately, fury flashed across Mo Jing’s face. ”Still daring to lie to me? You tricked me into giving you the Face-removing Sand, and you even had me analyze the situation with the fake Lu Chao. Are you taking me for a fool?”

From Mo Jing’s words, Lu Chao finally understood...

The information about Marshal Fan breaking into the Forbidden Land, the Face-Changing Pill, the Face-removing Sand—it had all come from this man from Cyan Sword.

”My lord, I wouldn’t dare! Back then, I really did...”

Lu Dingtian tried to explain further, but Mo Jing cut him off again with a sharp shout. ”Silence! Then you tell me, how did he come back to life?”

For a moment, Lu Dingtian was dumbfounded. He subconsciously looked toward Lu Chao.

’I’d really like to know that too.’

Mo Jing continued coldly, ”You just didn’t do a clean job of killing him back then, did you?”

His mouth twitching, Lu Dingtian shook his head frantically.

He desperately tried to convey that he had done a very clean job, that he really wasn’t lying, that there were others who saw it, and so on. Finally, Lu Dingtian pointed at Lu Chao and said, ”My lord, you can ask this treacherous son of mine.”

Finally, seeing that Lu Dingtian didn’t seem to be lying, Mo Jing frowned and slowly turned his gaze to Lu Chao.

Lu Chao gave a faint smile and finally spoke. ”Lu Dingtian, you just didn’t do a clean job. Otherwise, how could I have come back to life?”

The moment he said this...

Lu Dingtian nearly exploded. He roared at Lu Chao, ”Treacherous son, are you trying to frame me?!”

’Damn it,’ he thought. ’Saying I didn’t do a clean job now is a death sentence! This lord from Cyan Sword is already furious!’