Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 94: Chapter 5: You treasure it, but I don I t (Seeking first orders!)

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“Clang! ”

A sword cry that shook the sky rang out.

Unsheathed, this sword carried an incredibly terrifying power which cut through and seemed like a sword qi divine dragon.

“Whoosh!”

In an instant, the century-old wall of the imperial palace was severed in half, and the densely packed army on the ground collapsed in heaps, with a straight path appearing through the center.

After executing this sword stroke, Zhao Huai gently landed, his eyes tightly shut.

He carefully savored the gains brought by this sword.

After experiencing [Thousand-Mile Lone Rider]’s infinite stacking, his magic power soared to the heavens, like a vast ocean, boundless.

As his cultivation surged like a rising tide, his Sword Drawing Skill, under the influence of [Crystal Clear Sword Heart], broke through the limit of the sword technique.

Combined with [Sword Skill Genius]’s ‘man and sword as one’ state and, at last, a wisp of Sword Cultivating Qi from the Earth-grade destiny [Sword

Cultivator], it increased the power of the spiritual sword several-fold.

With multiple layers stacked together, this resulted in an astonishing sword stroke.

This sword just now had completely drained his essence, qi, and spiritual power.

Fortunately, [Thousand-Mile Lone RiderI’s destiny was still active, allowing him to recover a little bit.

However, it would be extremely difficult for him to duplicate the same power of this sword.

Even if his True Vigor and spiritual power recovered, he couldn’t shake off the fatigue.

Next, Zhao Huai stepped forward, heading straight for the Imperial Palace.

The soldiers outside the palace were either dead or injured, but without exception, they were all terrified, staring fearfully at Zhao Huai in front of them.

Especially that ghostly face, it was as if it could scare someone to death.

As Zhao Huai continued forward, nobody obstructed his way, and it was smooth sailing, finally resulting in no one blocking his path.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

The palace maids and eunuchs inside the Imperial Palace were terrified when they saw such a killer enter, all of them hiding in their rooms, not daring to say a word.

As Zhao Huai walked into the Imperial Palace, the familiar scenes in front of him brought back memories of the past, which surged through his mind once again.

He still remembered how excited he was when he first came to this world.

Wearing an imperial robe and surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs, how vast and magnificent the Imperial Palace was, and how beautiful the pavilions were.

Realizing that he was the Crown Prince of the Yan Country, ranking second only to one and above tens of thousands, he was simply overjoyed.

But the very next second, he could no longer smile.

That was because his personal eunuch told him that his father had hung himself, and the enemy had already invaded the capital city, causing him to flee with his head in his hands. He had to change into a eunuch’s clothes and crawl through a doghole to escape.

He fled all the way to Jinzhou.

Three years, three whole years.

He was back, and in this manner.

It was hard not to feel a sense of inexplicable emotion from this.

While the Imperial Palace’s east and west hadn’t changed much, the people inside had already been replaced.

After witnessing so many storms, his mindset was different from what it had been three years ago.

Was he still taken with this place now?

The answer was, he wasn’t.

That sword strike not only cut the Imperial Palace and tens of thousands of soldiers but also made his Taoist mind stronger.

People are still too insignificant. They are nothing in the face of power.

A dynasty teeters for a hundred years, but it is merely a flick of the immortals’ fingers.

Tens of thousands of soldiers, in front of even stronger cultivators, are also nothing.

Only cultivation is the right path.

But cultivation is lonely, and on the indistinct immortal path, there is only one person, which is inevitably too boring.

A person’s world may be small, but having one more person in it is enough.

This was a principle he had recently cultivated.

Accompanied by his great strides forward, with these thoughts in mind, three people appeared in front of Zhao Huai.

Yun Long, Black Turtle, and Ying Que.

Although the three of them were nervous and afraid, they had no choice but to face it, for protecting the royal family was their responsibility.Zhao Huai looked at the three people who suddenly appeared in front of him, facing them across the air, and said expressionlessly:

“Aren’t you afraid of death?”

As long as he was still fighting, his momentum would not dissipate, and the effect of destiny would continue.

“Stop being arrogant, demons!”

Yun Long mustered his courage, and his red-tasseled spear was like a snake shadow, whistling through the wind.

Xuan Gui and Ying Que also seemed ready to take action.

However, Zhao Huai shook his head, and the next second, an imposing force suddenly erupted from his body, sweeping away all oppression.

Shock showed in Yun Long’s eyes! What! This power! It’s so terrifying!

The three of them were directly blown away, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Boom!

Their bodies slammed into the Main Hall of the Imperial Palace, shaking the entire hall. The golden glazed beams were broken, and a huge spider web-like crack appeared on the ground where they landed. The ground caved in, as if they were buried in it.

After fighting thousands of Imperial Guards and challenging many cultivators along the way, Zhao Huai, with the help of Thousand-Mile Lone Rider, had reached an unprecedented state of power, a new level where he could only temporarily rest.

He himself did not even know which realm he had reached. It could be Golden Core, but he hadn’t formed the core yet. He was uncertain, so uncertain. Zhao Huai stepped into the Main Hall and finally saw the Dragon Chair.

He also saw a crowd of frightened people.

Yu Yunping, the strategist in black cloth, and others were huddled in the corner, shrinking as Zhao Huai entered, not daring to make a sound.

Where was their arrogance trom the high plattorm(

Zhao Huai walked in, swept the crowd with his Divine Insight, but did not see Madam’s trace, so he coldly asked:

“Which one of you is the new emperor?”

People looked at each other, and finally, all their gazes landed on Yu Yunping.

They all took a step back in unison.

Seeing this, Yu Yunping’s face turned pale and said:

“What do you want to do? I am the future emperor of the Xia Country, with the national fortune on my side!”

Zhao Huai sneered, and with a mere squint of his eye, an overwhelming pressure swept over.

Yu Yunping’s spirit trembled, his head buzzing, constantly being washed over, as he was on the verge of becoming a fool.

Zhao Huai withdrew his power at a critical moment and said indifferently:

“Answer my question.”

As soon as Yu Yunping’s heart sank, he became obedient and said honestly: “You…you ask.”

“Have you seen a beautiful woman, like from a general’s family?” asked Zhao Huai indifferently.

“A woman?”

Yu Yunping’s eyes lit up, very ingratiating: “I can give you anything you want, no matter what kind of woman or her status!”

“Answer.”

Yu Yunping was immediately choked, his mind spinning desperately, but he could not remember any woman.

Why would this demon want to find a woman from a general’s family?

Yu Yunping had no choice but to say helplessly:

“She might be in the imperial prison. All the disobedient generals and ministers have been locked up there. If it’s someone from a general’s family, she should be there.”

“Imperial prison…” Zhao Huai murmured and then slowly sheathed his sword.

But when Yu Yunping saw him raise his sword, he thought he was going to be killed, and muttered, “Spare my life! I’ll hand over the country!”

In the face of life, everything else is illusory. Without life, there is nothing left, even for him, there is no exception.

“Get lost.”

“You all value this throne, but I don’t.”

Zhao Huai coldly stared at them for a moment, kicked the Dragon Chair over and shattered it.

As he turned to leave, he only left a sentence.

Yu Yunping heard this and was slightly stunned. Watching his departing figure, he couldn’t recover for a long time.