yournovel Chapter 79 False Astrological Signs
Chapter 79 False Astrological Signs
A chilling wind blew, and an eerie atmosphere filled the air.
A true dragon falling from grace is a first in history, an unprecedented event in all of time.
Sheng Wansong happened to be there, eating modern fried dough balls and enjoying this spectacle up close.
The old emperor's back was hunched over like a skeleton, his jagged spine piercing through his yellow robe, with barbs sticking out of his skin and flesh still clinging to them.
His legs were too weak to support his body, so he could only lie sprawled on the ground, supporting himself with his limbs, or more precisely, his four claws.
The old emperor was still wearing his lower garment, but a scarlet tailbone broke through the fabric and emerged from behind his buttocks, its tip nimbly sweeping and tearing the deck.
Like its body, its tail is also covered with barbs.
It was less a dragon and more a emaciated monster, drained of its life force.
Even someone like Katsu Mansatsu, who didn't know much about celestial phenomena, noticed the unusual appearance of the night sky.
In the Milky Way tonight, one star shines exceptionally bright, its color an intense, deep crimson, like a tear of blood in the night sky.
If one were knowledgeable about astrology, one would know that this star is the Ziwei Star, which governs the fortunes of emperors.
A hazy, blood-red light emanated from the crimson star, covering the entire star field, staining all the countless stars with a crimson hue.
All astrologers and diviners within the Liang Dynasty's territory closed their doors and secluded themselves in their homes, refusing any visitors.
The Imperial Observatory was in complete chaos.
The chief clerk and deputy supervisor searched through countless books, trying to find the corresponding astrological sign.
The first-rank official of the Liang Dynasty, the Director of the Imperial Observatory, stared blankly at the sky, "The calamity has come."
"Since fourteen years ago, the imperial star has fallen away. Emperor Ying forcibly prolonged the dynasty's fortune through bloody means, but did it ultimately end on its destined day?"
"The will of Heaven... is hard to defy."
Sheng Wansong also frowned and looked up at the blood-red starry sky.
Can the trivialities of human life really affect the stars far away in the sky?
He stomped his foot and flew into the sky.
The air around it burst repeatedly, forming umbrella-shaped marks.
When the strength of one foot was exhausted, he lifted the other foot and stepped into the air, climbing step by step as if to break through the sky.
The tower rises a hundred feet high, so high one could almost pluck the stars from the sky. I dare not speak loudly, lest I startle the celestial beings.
Sheng Wansong flew far higher than a hundred feet, but still failed to touch the sky.
He pierced through the clouds and flew higher than any mountain in the world.
The stars are right in front of me.
The crimson demon star's brilliance was clearly visible even in the thick fog.
"Gawoo".
Perhaps because its flesh and skin were too thin, the dragon's roar was also very strange, like bones colliding with each other.
"How pitiful."
"Because it didn't get the nutrients it expected, it became so thin."
Zhou Fan stroked the thin dragon's scales, but his hand was cut by the dragon's bones as soon as he put it down, and blood slowly seeped into the scales.
He tilted his head back, revealing a sinister smile at the two sides who had stopped fighting at some unknown angle, "But it's not too late to replenish your energy now."
Covered in wounds, Yu Huachun demanded, "Zhou Fan, what did you do to His Majesty?!"
"hehe."
Zhou Fan did not answer directly, but became lost in his own thoughts.
The secret that had been kept in my heart for so long has now been fulfilled, and I can't wait to tell it all.
"We just killed a few more people."
"Those useless, ignorant people—we merely use their wasted lives to nurture demonic beasts. These originally worthless lives gain meaning only by providing nourishment for demons capable of killing martial arts masters."
"But those so-called righteous sects called us evil and tried to exterminate us."
"When I was young, I swore an oath to create the greatest and strongest demon, to annihilate the so-called righteous path, and to prove that what our Demon Refining Sect does is the true righteous way!"
His hands were scratched countless times by the dragon bone, yet he still loved it dearly.
"Even if this demonic dragon is a demon, it is still the emperor of the Great Liang Dynasty, connected to the dynasty's destiny. All Taoist and Buddhist arts are ineffective against it!"
"In order to counter the martial arts created by humans, they have little effect on demons."
"Soon, our clan's long-cherished wish will be fulfilled."
He pointed at the crowd, "Go, devour them, drink the dragon's blood, devour the tiger's flesh, and become the true number one demon in the world!"
"Gah."
Skinny Dragon tilted his head and bit the outstretched hand.
With a slight tilt of his neck, he pulled Zhou Fan's hand down.
Zhou Fan didn't even realize what was happening at first, until blood gushed out and he clutched his wrist and cried out in pain.
"Aaaaah! You beast! How dare a mere demon harm me, a demon refiner!"
Watching Zhou Fan clutch his hand and wail in pain, a human-like pleasure appeared in his blood-red dragon eyes.
It pinned Zhou Fan's body down with one claw, its sharp claws piercing through his skin and sinking into his flesh, then biting off and swallowing Zhou Fan's five limbs one by one.
Only when the other party's throat was hoarse from shouting and they were too weak to struggle any longer did they bite off Zhou Fan's head.
The human and the demon were killing each other; they were truly a pair of smiling tigers and two black sharks.
With the nourishment of flesh and blood, the shriveled body of the demon dragon seemed to have become somewhat fuller.
When it turned to look at the crowd, there were two people standing in front of them.
Divine Marquis Zhu Wu.
Iron horse and golden spear, Ye Pengju.
After taking the antidote given by Yu Huachun, Ye Pengju gradually regained his martial arts skills.
Faced with that wicked figure, even the eunuchs understood which side to choose.
Ye Pengju casually ripped off the shackles from his wrists and threw them onto the deck.
"Father!"
Ye Pengju raised his head, and a red-tasseled spear came flying through the air. He reached out and caught it steadily, then turned the spear tip and danced out a fierce spear flower.
"The Ye family's ancestral precepts state that military officers must not interfere in politics, must not disobey imperial orders, and must not plot rebellion against their superiors."
"Today, I, Ye, have broken these three precepts, solely for the purpose of vanquishing evil and eliminating demons!"
The treasure ship sank completely into the river, with the deck just slightly below the surface, and the icy river water reaching everyone's ankles.
The two assumed a stance to confront the dragon demon. In this auspicious place and on this lucky day, their destiny actually materialized, faintly revealing the posture of a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping. Auspicious clouds and fierce energy intertwined, confronting the evil aura of the demon dragon head-on.
"General Ye, I'll attack, you defend!" Zhu Wu shouted, and his figure moved.
"good!"
The dragon and tiger phenomenon moved in sync with the two people's actions, rushing towards the demonic dragon together.
As Yu Huachun recuperated, he couldn't help but exclaim, "The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon; the heroes of dragon and tiger soar proudly across the heavens."
Sheng Wansong stood on the clouds, the red star that released demonic energy was right in front of him.
He jumped lightly, his forehead passing through the nebula in front of him, and saw the starry sky behind the nebula, the real starry sky.
"Just like the small underworld beneath Lanruo Temple, this is a false starry sky constructed by the human heart."
These stars are normally aligned with the real starry sky, and only become abnormal when certain prominent figures undergo dramatic changes, but they will return to normal after a period of time.
Historical records often mention the fall of a certain general or emperor, or a meteor falling from the sky.
Where do all those generals and emperors in the sky come from? They all fell from this fake nebula.
The same is true of the Ziwei Star today. The real Ziwei Star is unaffected by people's hearts, but this false Ziwei Star has been stained with blood by the old emperor.
When people consult divination and fortune telling, they also calculate this layer of stars.
The Director of the Imperial Observatory remained staring blankly at the crimson star in the sky, oblivious to the hard work of those around him.
boo.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
"What...is that?"
The sound of turning pages abruptly stopped, and the staff of the Imperial Observatory all looked up at the starry sky, revealing the same shocked expression as him.
In the deep darkness of the night, five golden claw shadows suddenly burst forth from nothingness, their tips gleaming with a sacred golden light.
The golden claws bent at the joints, grasping the crimson imperial star in the gesture of a dragon holding a pearl in the totem.
Cracks spread across the starry sky.