Chapter 1583: Son of Heaven Sword of Yellow Spring
“Why did you do this?” The Chief Libationist wasn’t expecting Emperor Jing Run to commit suicide. He wanted to stop him, but he was too late.
Or maybe he wasn’t planning to stop him in the first place.
“Cough... I didn’t know you were so hypocritical, teacher!” Emperor Jing Run taunted between coughs. “You were hoping that I would die, weren’t you?” The Chief Libationist didn’t say anything, and that in itself was an admission.
“I don’t need to borrow your hands for this. I can do it myself.”
Emperor Jing Run’s vitality was weakening, and his voice was growing deeper. However, a strange smile appeared on his face as he said, “I’m afraid I’m going to have to disappoint you though.”
The Chief Libationist frowned. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy. “What do you mean?”
“No one will sit on this throne even after I’m dead.”
Emperor Jing Run continued to smile eerily. “This seat is mine. No one can take it away from me unless I give it away willingly. Not the heavens, not the earth, and not even you, teacher.”
It was at this moment the Chief Libationist noticed that the yin qi surrounding Emperor Jing Run was growing stronger at the same rate as he was losing his vitality.
Not only that, his blood wasn’t spreading on the white jadeite floor. Instead, it seeped through the stone and into the ground, leaving not a single trace behind. It was quite bizarre.
The Chief Libationist did not dare to dilly dally. He stomped the floor, and his force washed out like a tidal wave. The floor instantly cracked and crumpled like sand.
The next moment, the Chief Libationist saw a sword. The sword had a human head for a tail, a bone for a handle, and a dragon’s mouth for the jaw. It was dark yellow in color. A coiling nine-headed dragon formed its edge. It looked evil, but it also looked resplendent. It was exquisite, but it was also regal.