Master of Strange Dao

"Or perhaps, the people behind you would use your death to gain some information. I hope they are bold enough to trace your demise."

Yu Ziqing dragged him to the edge of the pit and shouted into the darkness below.

"Big brother, it's still me. I just thought of something, something important I overlooked.

Your era must be very ancient, right? I can't even understand the people from the Dadui era.

You surely can't understand me either, but that's fine, I've brought someone to act as a translator for you."

After shouting, Yu Ziqing tossed the man into the darkness.

In the man's eyes, an unshakeable, thick despair suddenly appeared.

"How dare you! How dare you!"

But his source of strength had been shattered, his limbs broken, his entire body paralyzed. At this moment, besides shouting, he could do nothing but continue to fall and disappear into the darkness.

"It was you who pushed me to this point; when I'm desperate, I can do anything.

Whoever is behind you, let them pursue, let them investigate now.

Let's see if it'll backfire and kill you Gua Pi!"

There was a saying, when you gaze into the Abyss, the Abyss gazes back into you.

If anyone dared use Divine Secret Skills to track down that guy, let them understand what it means to gaze into the Abyss.

No one stopped Yu Ziqing from doing these things.

The Yin Family hated these people to the core; whatever Yu Ziqing did, they would cheer him on.

Yang only squinted his eyes and watched, never stopping Yu Ziqing from making any decision. He believed Yu Ziqing must have thought it through.

Feng Buju wanted to say something, fearing that throwing a living person down might give the suppressed one below a chance to break free.

But thinking it over, the hole was so large that anyone could actually go down.

If it were that easy to break free, they wouldn't have waited until now.

The largest sealing here was more of a suppression than a sealing. Additionally, using this largest seal, borrowing its power, were other seals pressing down together.

Even if they all jumped in together, using all their strength, there shouldn't be the slightest chance to open the largest seal here.

After thinking it over, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

King Xiang pretended to be cool and stayed on the sidelines as a thug, never intervening in decision-making.

After going through all this, he became more aware of himself.

He experienced everything from start to finish, yet never doubted the guy he once thought was just a minion.

When Yu Ziqing explained it clearly to him, cold sweat broke out on his back.

He had once agreed with his father's assessment that he was not suited to be Crown Prince or ascend to Emperor Zhen's throne.

Now he understood; his father was sparing him embarrassment, saying it very gently. In reality, if he had become Emperor Zhen, he would have been played to death sooner or later, without even realizing it.

Recalling a few years ago, when many people in his fiefdom were swept up from below to rebel,

King Xiang now realizes that it wasn't unstoppable; rather, he lacked the ability to dissolve it or prevent it.

Now he felt it was better this way, not having to make any decisions, just following along, and the results were better than his own decision-making.

Yu Ziqing looked deep into the pit for a long time. Hearing no sound and sensing nothing, he cupped his hands toward the abyss.

"I still have urgent matters, will come back to chat with you next time, I'm off."

...

After Yu Ziqing left for a long time, in the endless darkness, there was no sound, no light, only deathly silence.

The man Yu Ziqing threw in kept falling, seemingly never reaching the bottom.

He could already hear his own heartbeat, like a drum, and the sound of his blood flowing, rushing like a great river. The once barely noticeable sound of his breathing became a panting.

He was filled with despair, unable to send out any message.

The only way to send one was through his life; his death would be the final message.

He could no longer stop the people outside from doing anything.

After an indeterminate amount of time, he suddenly heard a swishing sound, that vibrating sound, like thunder exploding next to his ear in the silent darkness.

He saw a faint light ahead, then saw a pair of enormous eyes open in the dark.

That disturbing sound, like thunder, was merely the opening of those eyes.

In the darkness illuminated by those eyes, he also saw a gem floating silently.

Those eyes did not pay attention to him but looked upward.

A faint laughter began to appear in the darkness, sounding somewhat surprised.

"This era is becoming more interesting.

A strange person, fully entering Devilic yet not becoming a Devil; a Devil who follows and yet walks the righteous path.

And one who seems like a Demon, yet isn't, with a bit of Dragon Clan aura, more peculiar."

The voice was like the Devil God's whisper echoing in the darkness.

The one still falling didn't understand a word, but just hearing those low whispers caused his qi-blood to surge, and his Divine Soul nearly shattered.