Chapter 980: Chapter 855: The Heaviest Fate, Zhen Sui Hu Zhu_2

But the Chen Family’s Head still can’t bear to give him up.

This child carries his own bloodline, as well as the bloodline of the Douyi Royal Family, how can he die?

Bearing both the Path and Royal Bloodline, he is the most noble bloodline in the world.

The person with the heaviest fate!

Although, in terms of destiny, this child has never been seen, almost as if he has no cause and effect in this world.

But as long as he exists, I will forever have an escape route compared to the other nine clans, and that is Douyi’s path to immortality.

Originally, the State Preceptor deceived the ten clans, saying Douyi was helpless against Tai Sui and could only await death, but how could that be possible?

Douyi is not foolish, and at that time had already gathered countless experts from all over the world, paving the path to a more brilliant sacrificial immortality, which is to use the weight of the world to sacrifice to Tai Sui, forging a true Immortal Country.

At that time, the world will be shepherded, and people will be treated like sheep, serving Tai Sui, while Douyi would be the Human Emperor, honoring Tai Sui as Heaven, becoming the Emperor of the world forever.

But since that path is of no benefit to anyone, Douyi must be annihilated.

Yet now, times have changed.

As long as this bloodline remains, this path belongs to me...

Now the only thing I need to do is invite the cause and effect of the Netherworld Palace.

As long as the emperor in the Netherworld Palace acknowledges this human world bloodline, then this bloodline is the sole legitimate Douyi in the human world.

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This idea, the Chen Family’s Head has held back for many years, never sharing it with outsiders.

Even his great hall officer and his daughter Ah Bao do not know, all they know is that inside the coffin is her brother.

Risk naturally exists, but compared to eternal superiority...

The Chen Family’s Head’s face turns into madness, he takes a deep breath and blows onto the green incense, instantly strands of smoke drift into the coffin. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

In the next moment, the lid of the coffin is suddenly pushed open heavily.

Lying inside is a corpse in an imperial robe, with a deathly pale face and dark circles around the eyes, the Douyi bloodline that has been dead since birth until now...

The Chen Family’s Head’s face is frantic, he jumps up.

His posture is mysterious and peculiar, even somewhat comical, he places three incense sticks into the incense burner outside the coffin, then beckons endless Purple Qi, thread by thread, into his mouth.

Finally, the corpse slowly trembles, slowly rises, and erectly crawls out from the coffin.

Then, with an unprecedented solemn expression, the Chen Family’s Head guides it, little by little, to the incense table.

Mumbling indistinct "corpse language," which is the Chen Family’s secret.

It allows communication with corpses, making them obey his commands.

And the Chen Family’s Head is teaching it, making it bow to the incense table and pay homage to his ancestors...

The stiff head knocks on the cold floor tiles, echoing with thuds!

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"Thud, thud, thud!"

In the Netherworld Palace, the door behind Hu Ma is also echoing with thuds, filled with endless urgency, as if someone can’t wait to enter, or possibly to take things from this hall outside.

"Did you hear that?"

The Emperor Ghost of the Second Hall now looks at Hu Ma with the indifferent and scornful expression of a living person, as if watching a joke: "Do you all want to sever the weight of fate?"

"Then what is it that’s bowing in the human world?"

"Just believing the nonsense of otherworldly evil demons, there truly exists ignorant children like you who believe this."

As he speaks, he slowly rises, only to reveal an endless imperial aura slowly emitting, gigantic tentacles extend from beneath his Dragon Robe, filling the entire Golden Throne Hall as large as the ground, filling Hu Ma’s realm.

The sound seems to come from all directions, emerging from mysterious places, flooding into Hu Ma’s ears: "My Dou Clan is born to be the human emperor, even if the bloodline in the human world is completely lost, there are countless people eager to be our descendants!"

"You speak of severing destiny, but do you not see if they will agree?"

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"Indeed, people have self-destructive instincts..."

At this moment, Hu Ma can’t help but recall the words Miss Red Wine brought him for Tieguanyin before initiating that massacre.

Why would he need the Emperor Ghost of the Netherworld Palace to remind him?

He himself is already serving as a bridge, half in the human world, half in the Netherworld Palace, understanding human affairs even more clearly than the last two Emperor Ghosts in the Netherworld Palace.

Now, the massacre in the human world sweeps across the land, even among the ten clans those with deeply hidden powers have already surrendered, worldly corpses and spirit positions are severed, truly returning the spirits to the people has been achieved, only the final step remains...

Yet at this moment, there’s still someone coveting the Douyi identity, doing such things?

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"So it was the Chen Family..."

Atop Da’ai Mountain, even the State Preceptor’s expression changes at this moment, suddenly turning towards the southeast.

Just now, even he experienced a momentary hesitation, witnessing changes in the human world, Zhou and Zhao clans switching sides, and the Sun Family completely letting go, the Zhu Family frightened and hidden in the mountains, not appearing, this massacre can no longer be halted by anyone.

Moreover, the purity of fate between heaven and earth is unprecedented...

It seems that everything is reaching a final conclusion, two hundred years of calamity is finally coming to an end.

But unexpectedly, the deepest concern in the State Preceptor’s heart has emerged, as it turns out, someone has always been secretly worshipping the Netherworld Palace, even going so far as to bring back the presence from the Netherworld into the human world.