Eternal Saber

He Yunjian took a gentle breath, turned around, looked at the marshals rushing over, and greeted them with a smile: "Brothers, no need to... cough, worry, cough cough! I’m not..."

He Yunjian hadn’t taken a few steps when he coughed lightly.

He didn’t mind and still wanted to say something, but the coughing grew more severe, and a large amount of scarlet blood sprayed from his mouth.

He Yunjian’s eyes widened, his vision gradually blurred, his body swayed a few times, and then he fell straight into Wei Yu’s arms.

Wei Yu placed two fingers on He Yunjian’s pulse, and his face turned immediately grim.

The life within He Yunjian had completely ceased, he had already died!

"Brother, how is he?"

The marshals asked with concern on their faces.

"Dead."

Wei Yu coldly spat out the word.

The whole place was in an uproar!

In an instant, everyone’s eyes were on the black-clad man who had just appeared.

Who is this person?

Why did no one notice him at first?

How dare this person be so tyrannical, killing a marshal with one strike right in the Daqian Capital City, in front of everyone’s eyes!

"Big brother!"

The marshals glared at Wei Yu, their faces full of anger, just waiting for Wei Yu’s command.

Wei Yu stared at the black-clad man on the carriage and slowly said, "You reek of death, you must be the Death Demon, one of the five demons of Xiling?"

He guessed correctly.

It was indeed the Death Demon who had struck and killed He Yunjian with one blow earlier.

After escaping from the Black Water Country, the Death Demon felt a bit lost and didn’t know where to go.

Upon hearing that the Xiling Countries had arrived, and there was some Xiling Saintess, he guessed it might be his junior sister, so he came to have a look.

He had been following in the caravan of Da Wan Country.

He had only suppressed his aura, kept still and silent, making it so that almost no one would notice him.

In response to Wei Yu’s inquiry, the Death Demon pretended not to hear, looking up at the sky.

He didn’t like to talk.

Even when facing fellow sect members, he was sparing with words.

As for those in front of him, he didn’t want to say a word.

"Senior brother, thank you."

The Xiling Saintess said softly.

These four words confirmed the Death Demon’s identity and also revealed her own!

One of the five demons, the Charm Demon!

The marshals exchanged glances, their hearts filled with dread.

Two of the Five Demons had shown up, what was the Demon Sect planning?

Had the other three Demons arrived as well?

Hou Jin squinted and said, "Your senior brother is quite ruthless!"

"People who speak crudely deserve to die."

Charm Demon Luo Sha’s eyes flashed with mockery.

Wei Yu’s face was somber, and he slowly said, "The people of the Demon Sect are indeed arrogant, but don’t forget, this is the Daqian Capital City, the territory of the Profound Celestial Sect, not your Xiling!"

"Big brother, let’s capture these two first, avenge Junior Brother He, why waste words with them?"

Hou Jin couldn’t help but say.

Wei Yu wished nothing more than to order the two from the Demon Sect to be killed on the spot.

But after all, behind the Demon Sect was the Demon Venerable.

Moreover, the fearless demeanor of these two made Wei Yu somewhat apprehensive.

Could that legendary Demon Monarch also be here?

The Sect Leader was not in the capital, and if a conflict truly arose, even if they could leave these two behind, their side might suffer great casualties as well.

"So it’s friends from the Demon Sect."

Lu Li suddenly spoke up, raising his voice: "Marshal Wei, they are guests from afar, let’s discuss Marshal He’s death after the holiday."

Wei Yu nodded secretly.

Before the holiday is over, the Sect Leader will likely return by tonight.

At that point, even if the Demon Venerable himself arrives, the Demon Sect will have to give an explanation for He Yunjian!

For now, it’s not suitable to engage in a large battle with the Demon Sect, just stalling them will do.

"Very well."

Wei Yu gave the other marshals a look, signaling them to hold back temporarily.

On the city walls, Yuan Taiping suddenly raised his voice and asked, "So you are two of the Five Demons of the Demon Sect, I’ve long admired your names, does that mean the Demon Monarch of Xiling is your junior brother?"

"Yes."

Luo Sha nodded slightly.

Yuan Taiping smiled and asked, "I have heard that the Demon Monarch of Xiling is ten feet tall, like a Demon God, with immense strength, and I would like to witness it if I have the chance."

"Your Majesty should already know him."

Luo Sha said with a teasing smile.

"Oh?"

Yuan Taiping was greatly surprised and said, "I don’t recall seeing such a Stranger."

Luo Sha smiled and paid no further attention.

"Your Majesty, the time is near."

At this moment, someone nearby reminded softly.

Yuan Taiping nodded.

The eunuch immediately stood on the city wall, unrolled a scroll of golden Holy Decree, and began to read it aloud slowly.

Inside, it listed ten criminal charges against Yuan Qingmo, each one heinous and unforgivable, deserving of death!

Regardless of the truth, all blame was pinned on Yuan Qingmo.

By the time the third charge was read, the surrounding onlookers had become somewhat restless, whispering among themselves.

By the fifth charge, many began to curse.

"Corrupt officials, death is too good for them!"

"Bringing calamity to the nation and its people, they deserve a thousand deaths!"

"Restore justice, give us back our innocence!"

By the seventh charge, people began to shout curses, hurl stones, and throw rotten leaves.

Angry voices rose and fell, the crowd was agitated, with many cursing until their faces turned red, as if pouring all their resentment against this once-arrogant figure.

How could many distinguish between good and evil? Since the Emperor of Daqian declared this person a major corrupt official who committed every sin, then he deserves a thousand deaths.

Moreover, as a member of the royal family, even the Emperor of Daqian did not show favoritism, proving the fairness of Daqian’s laws.

Yuan Qingmo, in ragged clothing, with disheveled hair, looked utterly exhausted and haggard.

Facing the crowd’s curses and slander, he remained silent, offering no defense.

Initially, he had stood up because the Little Emperor’s actions were outrageous, and perhaps also because of Yuan Qingshan’s trust and instructions before his death.

He did not want to betray Yuan Qingshan, nor the trust of Qian Country’s people.

But now, he was already tired.

"Do you see?"

Taishi Qu held a large knife and said indifferently, "These are the people you once wanted to protect. In the end, they won’t acknowledge your goodness and wish to peel off your skin, draw your intestines, tear you apart and eat you alive."

Yuan Qingmo lowered his head in silence.

At this moment, the crowd parted, and the Black Tortoise Guards in heavy armor pushed forward hundreds of people in chains, walking toward this side.

Leading them was the Black Tortoise Lord!

That the Black Tortoise Lord personally escorted them demonstrated the importance of this group.

"That person looks familiar, he was with the Qilin Guard before, right?"

"Yes, it’s him!"

"That person seems to be Jing Wuming, once Yuan Qingmo’s right hand."

On the execution platform, Taishi Qu suddenly smiled and said, "Your loyal subordinates have come to accompany you as well."

Yuan Qingmo heard the surrounding discussions and finally raised his head, looking in the direction of the voice.

The Black Tortoise Guards were escorting hundreds of battered Martial Artists toward the execution platform.

Every face was so familiar.

"Why are you..."

Yuan Qingmo was moved, his mouth opened.

These hundreds of people were all former Qilin Guards.

"My Lord!"

Upon seeing someone throw stones at Yuan Qingmo, Jing Wuming shouted and staggered onto the execution platform, shielding Yuan Qingmo.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, these remnants of the Qilin Guard attempted to rescue the execution ground but have all been captured without exception!"

The Black Tortoise Lord stood below the city wall, speaking in a deep voice to Yuan Taiping.

"Good!"

Yuan Taiping smiled and said, "Today, you’ll accompany this rebellious minister and traitor on their final journey!"

This execution platform was built extremely wide.

Yuan Qingmo had been puzzled.

Only now did he realize that Yuan Taiping had everything prepared beforehand.

"Why do you do this?"

Yuan Qingmo sighed.

"My Lord, we never regretted following you, only hating ourselves for being powerless, unable to save you!"

Jing Wuming’s voice was choked with emotion.

"My Lord, if we must die, we’ll die together. On the road to the Yellow Springs, in the next life, we’ll still follow you!"

The depths of Yuan Qingmo’s heart had already turned dead still.

But upon hearing Jing Wuming’s words and seeing the expressions of the surrounding brothers, he felt deeply moved, his eyes gradually reddening.

"The time has come!"

At this moment, the eunuch on the city wall shouted.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a light shout came from outside the crowd.