I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 1390

Chapter 1390: Chapter 538: Empress: For Her Beloved, She Dug Up Wu Lie’s Ancestral Tomb! (Part 2)

Before figuring out the opponent’s background, he didn’t act rashly.

Yu Youhan slowly descended, coming before everyone, her azure eyes gazing at Feng Jinyuan as she asked, "Where is Chen Mo?"

"Who?" Feng Jinyuan was momentarily stunned, turning to look at the soldiers behind him, "Do we have a Chen Mo here?"

Everyone shook their heads repeatedly, no one answered.

At this moment, a nearby lieutenant tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Chen Mo seems to be the son of Imperial Censor Chen, that Heavenly Qilin Guard Thousand Households..."

"Is it him?" Feng Jinyuan reacted, frowning, "Girl, have you come to the wrong place? This is the imperial tomb. Unless you have a royal decree, no official may enter without permission, and the person you’re looking for is definitely not here."

"Not here?"

Yu Youhan slightly raised her eyebrow.

She was certain that the place where Chen Mo’s aura last disappeared was near this Fengqiu.

"You don’t seem to be an ordinary person, so you should know what it means to trespass in the imperial tomb. If taken seriously, it’s a crime of deceiving the sovereign, punishable by death! Why not retreat now, and I’ll pretend nothing happened," Feng Jinyuan advised kindly.

The woman before him had an extremely restrained aura, without the slightest fluctuation of Primordial Qi, which was an extremely dangerous signal...

Experience and intuition told him that if he angered her, it might create big trouble!

"A crime of deceiving the sovereign?" Yu Youhan curled her lips into a sneer, "Coincidentally, I also want to take Wu Lie’s head. Guess whose head will fall first?"

???

Suddenly hearing such outrageous words, Feng Jinyuan was momentarily dumbfounded.

Yu Youhan said no more, raising her right hand slowly, tearing open the void, as azure Primordial Qi surged forth, converging into a gigantic sword that pierced the heavens!

Chen Mo was still in danger and could no longer be delayed.

And Wu Lie had probably guessed she would come; the imperial tomb might be rigged with traps. To avoid what happened last time, she decided to take the simplest and roughest, yet also the most effective method.

Besides, with the protection of the red silk, she didn’t need to worry about injuring Chen Mo.

"Like to play dead, do you? Then let’s dig up your ancestral grave!"

A slender hand swept down.

The giant sword moved in response, cutting a sharp arc.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the entire imperial tomb, along with the mountain behind it, was cleaved apart like a painting sliced by a knife, silently and completely disappearing!

The surface of the cut was as smooth as a mirror, with the internal structures of the thirteen tombs laid bare!

"How...how is this possible..."

Everyone’s expressions were dull, their faces full of disbelief.

Someone’s spirit trembled violently, their legs turned to jelly, and they fell to the ground in shock.

With such power at her fingertips, this was not something any Heavenly Master could do; the opponent was likely the Ultimate Venerable!

A strong figure of this level was rare even in Great Yuan. Combined with her self-identification just now, her identity was self-evident—

Feng Jinyuan was the first to come to his senses, his expression changed dramatically, and he fell to his knees with a "plop."

"Her Majesty the Consort, please quell your anger!"

"Just now, this little man had eyes but failed to see your noble presence!"

"This little man is the nephew of Assistant Minister of Rites Feng Jinyu and has long heard of Your Highness’s benevolence and virtue, blessings spreading to all lives. Please forgive this little man!"

He knew the means of this Empress and could only bring up his uncle, hoping to plead for a chance at survival.

However, Yu Youhan didn’t even spare him a glance, her eyes fixed on the imperial tomb. Her Divine Sense scoured it several times but found no trace of any living person.

Strangely enough, the coffins in those chambers were all empty...

"Could it be that this is not the true main tomb?"

Yu Youhan pondered slightly, then urged her Dao Power once more. The azure Primordial Qi transformed into a large hand that plunged into the ground, ripping open the entire mausoleum amidst violent tremors!

This time she indeed detected a thread of Primordial Qi fluctuation and immediately leaped downward and flew in pursuit.

"..."

Underground Palace.

Chen Mo looked at the figure on the high platform, his expression grave.

Wu Lie slowly rose from the coffin, bright red blood dripping along the edge, further darkening the black dragon robe.

His aged face was full of ravines, leaving hardly a trace of flesh, only taut, sagging skin clinging to his jutting bones, emanating a haunting and chilling aura of death.

After battling over such a long distance, it was the first time he laid eyes on this Emperor.

Even appearing to be a dying embers, swaying as if he might fall at any moment, he still exuded an unmatched dignity; the aura of a long-reigning monarch permeating to his bones.

"Haven’t you been looking for Me? Now that I’m standing before you, why be silent?" Wu Lie’s voice was hoarse and deep, grating like metal scraping.

It was only then that Yu Hongyin realized...

Chen Mo intended to confront the Emperor?!

Chen Mo remained calm, scrutinizing him, "Your condition seems worse than I imagined. Even without my intervention, your days are numbered, aren’t they?"

"Indeed," Wu Lie sighed, saying, "Originally, I only needed to wait until the Crown Prince came of age, inheriting the throne under his identity would bear no risks. But I was seduced by greed..."

Hearing such a straightforward admission, Chen Mo couldn’t help but feel a chill, speaking in a stern tone, "So, you are the Ancestor? Sustaining yourself through soul transfers to progeny from millennia ago until now?"

"Soul transfer?" Wu Lie shook his head, "I find ’bestowment’ to be a more suitable term. Before My consciousness descends, they are mere lowly mortals; this is an elevation of life’s tiers, something they should feel honored by."

"..."

Chen Mo sneered, "You have quite the high opinion of yourself."

"It is I who granted them life, made them a part of Me, carriers of destiny, a chance many yearn for... cough... cough..." Apparently overcome with emotion, Wu Lie coughed violently, blood dribbling from the corners of his mouth.

After calming down slightly, he looked at Chen Mo with a hint of longing in his words:

"Only their bodies are too frail, able to last merely a single cycle, unable to achieve eternal longevity. But you..."

"Are the most perfect vessel of destiny."