Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Peng Yingyu’s fusion was likely around four transition, five times over, stronger than Liu Futong. Unfortunately, his Dao Heart broke, leading to an impact on his Dao Fruit, causing his strength to decline with signs of deterioration.

As for Boluo Timur and Shaolin’s Kudu, both possessed middle-rank strength.

In those days, Han Shantong was the strongest; at his peak, during the battle at Wending Mountain, he reached the strength of the Fifth Transformation, just one opportunity away from becoming an Earthly Immortal.

It was this confidence that empowered him to challenge one of the Double Absolute Peak, the Living Buddha Basiba.

At that moment, Liu Futong risked his lifetime of glory, summoning his Martial Arts Illusion, the Central Earth Qilin.

The earth Qilin appeared, roaring towards the sky, instantly a six-zhang tall earth Qilin emerged, illuminating the entire Imperial Palace.

All those causing havoc within the Imperial Palace witnessed this scene; even Chen Jiusi, heading towards the Inner Treasury, noticed, pausing his steps and looking in that direction, confused about what major event his Brother Liu was embarking on!

Chen Jie looked in that direction and said, ”Brother truly intends to kill the Emperor!”

After speaking, Chen Jie no longer paid attention there. Liu Futong’s plan to kill the Emperor had nothing to do with him; he was more concerned about whether the Inner Treasury contained the Dao Fruit he needed.

Indeed, Emperor Shun’s death or survival mattered little to Chen Jie. Even if Emperor Shun died, the Daqian Empire wouldn’t collapse in the short term. If he survived, given the current chaotic state of Daqian, he wouldn’t be able to manage it either.

It could be said that Emperor Shun’s life or death was not significantly related to the destiny of the realm.

However, Emperor Shun’s life or death was of great significance to certain individuals, notably the Living Buddha Basiba.

To the Living Buddha, Emperor Shun was akin to Little Ming King to Liu Futong. In fact, whether Little Ming King lived or died had little impact on the Zoroastrian Sect; even if he died, the sect would remain unchanged.

Even if he survived, it was impossible for the Zoroastrian Sect to regain the former glory from Han Shantong’s era.

In fact, even if news spread about this attack on the Imperial Palace, if Little Ming King were killed, it would be enough to erase any influence he brought.

Chen Jie pondered this, naturally interpreting it from his own perspective. But in front of Liu Futong, the situation was different; the life or death of Emperor Daqian was related to his life’s glory and the goal of his struggles.

Their ultimate goal in the Zoroastrian Sect was to overthrow Daqian and kill the Emperor, wasn’t it?

Now with the Emperor right before them, even if he must pay dearly, he would be willing.

He would never abandon his shared dream with Han Shantong; he wouldn’t allow it.

Roar roar...

The earth Qilin appeared, revealing its grandeur and Liu Futong’s discontent; at this moment, he roared furiously, and then the earth Qilin unleashed its roar for the day.

Yet its roar immediately provoked discontent from the white dragon in the sky.

At this moment, the white dragon turned, with its twenty-zhang body emerging, instantly overshadowing the earth Qilin.

The earth Qilin was powerful, but no matter how strong, it was personal power, while the enormous dragon embodied the national fortune of Daqian. How could personal strength rival the fortune of a nation?

Liu Futong looked at the white dragon in the sky, gritting his teeth; that twenty-zhang golden body couldn’t be smashed, even by an Earthly Immortal.

One must know that the golden body summoned by an Earthly Immortal was only twelve zhang, whereas the mortal limit was a nine-zhang golden body, and against this twenty-zhang national fortune golden body, it was impossible to break through.

But so what if he couldn’t break through?

Today, Liu Futong sought to leave no regrets.

”Qilin shake the heavens, break for me!”

Liu Futong roared, and then fiercely spurred the six-zhang earth Qilin forward, charging towards the twenty-zhang white dragon.

The white dragon sensed the Qilin’s charge, yet remained unperturbed, releasing white national fortune light from its body, followed by violent radiance directly impacting the earth Qilin.

The next instant came a loud explosion, as the earth Qilin exploded directly.

Boom!

A massive explosion shook the entire Great Capital; numerous people awoke in shock. Liu Futong’s attack directly struck Daqian’s national fortune dragon, bringing significant impact to the Empire.

Dang!

The terrifying strike caused the Great Buddha Temple’s Golden Bell to ring endlessly, and at that moment, in the Buddhist Hall within the temple, the Living Buddha Basiba abruptly opened his eyes.

Looking up, his eyes filled with astonishment, the national fortune was trembling.

What was the situation!

He thought for a moment, then waved his pale monk’s robe; suddenly, the doors and windows of his meditation room flew open, and at this moment, the direction his room faced was the Imperial Palace!

And at this moment, he saw above the palace a white dragon coiling, accompanied by flames shooting into the sky, precisely in the direction of the palace!

Basiba’s expression changed; someone was attacking the Imperial Palace!

His thought process revealed that this fortune dragon was likely spurred by the ancestral hall, causing the palace inferno, a harbinger of rebellion.

He considered, but didn’t rush into action; instead, he closed his eyes, began calculating with his Divine Skills.

The palace was in peril, but it likely wasn’t a significant issue; after all, his senior disciple, Dharma Ba, was present, and with such turmoil within the city, Treasure Elephant Army Commander Boluo Timur couldn’t remain inactive.

Having understood this, Basiba remained silent, beginning with his Divine Skills calculations to discern who was attacking the palace.