Chapter 580: One Man Alone
Trespassing in the imperial harem was a great crime of insolence so they couldn’t leave anyone alive.
“All dead.”
“No, one more here, still one breath left.” A cultivator dressed in black with a cruel gaze decapitated a dying maid with one swing of the sword.
“Consort Luo has some influence, these maids and eunuchs are all stubborn experts, I wonder if His Excellency, the Crown Prince, manages to capture her yet?”
“The emperor has entered seclusive cultivation so the capital is under his control right now. Once he wears the Regal Dragon Robe, control the imperial seal, and take in the providence of the dragon spirit stone, he’ll be in charge of the dragon vein below. If anyone dares to object at that point, they’re dead men, hah-”
The laughter stopped because they saw Feng Feiyun coming in from the entrance, walking on top of the piles of corpses and blood.
A wind, stained with the stench of blood, skirted by the plum blossoms by the wall. The red petals fluttered back and forth before falling down on the streams of blood, floating just like tiny boats.
“Feng Feiyun, you dare to trespass in this forbidden ground? This is the palace of Consort Luo.” One of the men stood on top of a boulder while holding a bloody sword to stop anyone from entering.
Feiyun didn’t want to waste time speaking and unleashed a large palm strike right on this guy’s head.
“Crack!” The man’s neck broke so he fell head-first backward.
These five had more than a hundred years of cultivation but they had no chance to resist before Feiyun.
“Brother Peng!” The second got his neck crushed by Feiyun and got thrown outside. The corpse struck a great bronze pillar and was eviscerated.