There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 684 - 256: Return (Part 2)

Honestly, this hell of a power, is it Divine Power? Magic?

Everyone felt that this divine power of transforming the living dead and reanimating bones was equivalent to reversing the yin and yang in the destiny of the five elements.

Because the immortal elder can create life like the gods and immortals in ancient mythology!

The bandits thought of this and suddenly felt as if they were witnessing a mythological revival.

Even the landowner who initially wanted to rob Zhang Feng was dumbfounded, staring at Zhang Feng and then at the even more stunned wolf demon without saying a word.

At this moment.

The wolf demon, who was crushed to death and then resurrected by Zhang Feng, was taken aback for a moment before his legs went weak, kneeling and trembling.

"Spare me, immortal elder!"

He hurriedly kowtowed, having completely lost the swagger of a big demon.

The memory of death, the experience of the soul leaving the body, and the feeling of powerlessness—having nothing to rely on—still lingered in his mind.

He did not want to experience it again.

But after pleading for mercy, he looked at his human form, which he always dreamed of, a structure in line with the cultivation of the five elements.

After a moment of panic, he contrarily exclaimed excitedly:

"Thank you, immortal elder, for granting me a human form!"

"Do more good deeds." Zhang Feng shook his head, then glanced at the bandit who avoided his gaze in a hurry.

And amidst the bandit's confusion and bewilderment.

Zhang Feng addressed him as an equal, saying with a smile: "Friend Sun, you shall stay here and redeem yourself alongside the wolf demon.

Your evil deeds, killing cannot erase them."

In fact, according to the formula of cause and effect, the bandit had been doing good deeds to save people over the years.

The Evil Value was already gone.

In the algorithm of the heavenly path, the bandit was considered an 'innocent' person.

Zhang Feng was one of the few who did not kill him and allowed him to live freely for a while, as a reward for the cause and effect.

Anyway, it felt quite awkward; killing was easy, any excuse would do.

But not killing was also fine, there were plenty of reasons.

Zhang Feng experienced this feeling for the first time, perhaps it was the chaos between the great path and human nature.

It was indifferent to right and wrong, as there was no right or wrong.

It was more about one's own thoughts.

A variant of the thought, 'I think, therefore I am.'

Also known as 'Hell is other people.'

But without cause and effect, and without the emotions of ten years of hard work without reward.

Zhang Feng felt he might be more inclined to take action to cut off this chaotic experience.

Naturally, he would not comprehend chaos.

As he contemplated.

Zhang Feng bid farewell to the 'relieved' bandit and, along with the Crown Prince and others, made their way towards Ling City.

...

Five days later.

The Imperial Palace.

The full court of civil and military officials entered the hall.

The Emperor sat upright on the dragon throne.

In addition, on the upper east side of the hall, there was a statue of Zhang Feng carved entirely from pure spirit stone.

It had a hunchback and an unimpressive appearance, but it guarded the east and looked as if its eyes were inspecting the heavens and the earth, watching over the full court of civil and military officials and the Emperor on his throne.

"Bow to the Just Sun Emperor!"

Even before the court session, the emperor's official beside him thundered, and both the Emperor and the full court of civil and military officials paid respects, first bowing to the earth immortal.

Only then did the civil and military officials rise to bow to the Emperor.

Though the officials were curious, they did not know why the always stern Saint Monarch had installed a statue called the 'Just Sun Emperor' a few days prior, and referred to him as the 'Celestial Emperor.'

But they bowed nonetheless.

Some ministers close to the Emperor had heard him mention this was a divine dream bestowed by the heavens.

So, regardless of its truth, since it involved the word 'heaven,' and was spoken by the Emperor,

they bowed the same.

Especially the veteran officials of the court, although deeply rooted and unafraid of the Emperor, felt differently when they heard it was heavenly.

Therefore, they had to bow even more.

The hierarchy of Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Parent, and Teacher had been clearly elucidated.

At this moment.

After the rituals to Heaven and the Emperor,

before the official could announce 'those with matters, address the court,'

the head of the external guard announced, "The Crown Prince has returned to the court!"

According to the laws and palace rules of the Ling Dynasty, when the Crown Prince returns to court, if it is the morning session, he must immediately join upon entering the palace, no grooming required.

This showcases the weary 'hardship of the Crown Prince.'

Besides, if he were truly disheveled, he'd have tidied up on the way.

"Oh, the Crown Prince has returned."

The Emperor, hearing his grandson had returned, wore a gentle smile, unlike his previous mild discontent and wariness.

For he had been given a divine dream, deemed the will of heaven!

This made the Emperor's disposition more magnanimous and considered some matters to be of little consequence.

The Crown Prince forming cliques was the cyclical matter of dynasties.

Since his visit to the immortal realm, the Emperor had seen the larger picture.

But, when the Crown Prince alone entered the hall and said one sentence, the Emperor almost fainted with rage, even thinking he was hallucinating.

The full court of civil and military officials were also stunned.

"Your Majesty, today I've returned for you to abdicate."

The Crown Prince spoke very earnestly, filled with confidence.

"You… you…" The Emperor was so angry he couldn't speak.

Truly, he thought his own temper was good, even prepared to tell his grandson, you may gather support as you please.

But the Crown Prince directly wanted to dethrone him?

The Emperor, hearing this phrase, was truly mortified with rage.

Including the Minister of Rites, several cabinet members, grand scholars, and two veteran officials of the court, they were flushed with anger at the Crown Prince's lack of respect and loyalty.

"To speak so as the Crown Prince? What a disgrace!"

"Scoundrel!"

"Look to the east of the hall, before the celestial emperor, how dare you speak this way?"

"Guards, seize this… seize this person!"

These veteran officials indeed had the courage to speak their minds, scolding as they saw fit.

Even a general, dark as forged iron and halfway to the Nascent Soul stage, angrily ordered the two Golden Core guards outside to seize the Crown Prince.