Ch 370: Third Brother Will Protect You
“Impossible!”
Yu Qingyang didn’t hesitate at all, blurting out: “What right do you have to tell me what to do?”
His eyes, looking at Emperor Yu Yang, were filled with undisguised malice.
This Fake Emperor truly disgusted him. Not only did he kill his own biological Father Emperor, but he was also now beguiling human hearts, causing him and Yu Qinghe to turn against each other as brothers.
At this moment, Yu Qingyang even felt like tearing Emperor Yu Yang apart alive.
“Since you don’t want to do it, then accompany Yu Qinghe on his journey.”
Emperor Yu Yang’s eyes flashed with cold radiance, his voice suddenly becoming incredibly gloomy.
He was completely disappointed in Yu Qingyang.
Such a hesitant and unworldly person didn’t have the qualification to ascend the Throne.
He was merely a Crown Prince; he would have plenty of time to cultivate a more perfect one later.
Since both of them knew his secret, they might as well accompany each other on the road to the Yellow Springs.
Emperor Yu Yang raised his palm.
A wave of might, like a majestic mountain, swept towards the two in front of him.
Yu Qingyang was instantly overwhelmed by the might, his body trembling incessantly; only his hand holding the Long Sword was raised forcefully, despite the trembling.
At that moment, a figure stood before him.
Yu Qingyang’s expression changed instantly, shouting: “Imperial Brother, get behind me!”
Yu Qinghe didn’t move, but instead smoothly took the Long Sword from Yu Qingyang’s hand, stepped forward, his whole body bursting with the Aura of the Transcendent Realm, and resisting the might of Emperor Yu Yang with difficulty.
“Imperial Brother… what are you doing?”
Yu Qingyang was stunned.
Yu Qinghe’s injuries burst forth, spitting out a mouthful of blood, gritting his teeth: “It’s alright, Third Brother will block for you, you run quickly.”
Looking at Yu Qinghe’s back, Yu Qingyang was completely stunned; his expression suddenly became somewhat dazed.
Yu Qinghe’s actions instantly reminded him of an incident from his childhood.
He remembered that he was only nine years old at the time, and Yu Qinghe, as his older brother, was three years older than him.
At that time, the Divine Palace was exceptionally powerful, and almost every one or two years, envoys from other Countries would come to pay tribute.
The things offered as tribute were diverse.
Yu Qingyang remembered that he liked one Country in particular at the time, because that Country offered many demonic beasts.
Among those demonic beasts was one that was small and exquisite, very cute, but not only he, but also his other brothers found it very cute.
Only his Third Brother, Yu Qinghe, had already abandoned childishness, showing a mature demeanor, and warned them: “You must be careful, demonic beasts, no matter how cute, are still demonic beasts; their nature is difficult to change, and they will hurt people if angered.”
This warning was remembered by the other princes, but he, being very playful, secretly snuck into the cage where the demonic beast was kept, and even released the beast.
Without the confinement of the cage, the demonic beast quickly revealed its nature, showing its bloodthirsty and cruel side, attacking him.
As he cried and was at a loss.
Yu Qinghe was the first to discover the anomaly and ran to save him. Even though Yu Qinghe himself was covered in blood from the demonic beast and was almost dying, he still shielded him from behind.
Just like now, blocking the enemy for him, letting him escape.
They had once been such good brothers, but later, as they grew older, they fought for power and profit, turning into enemies.
Yu Qingyang looked at Yu Qinghe, whose face was contorted with rage.
The current expression and face gradually overlapped with the appearance he had seen in his childhood.
“Why?”
Yu Qingyang asked, the fine raindrops falling on his eyebrows, causing his eyes to gradually become moist.
“This Third Prince of mine has truly failed in this life. From a young age, I’ve strived to inherit the Throne, even turning against you; yet in the end, I achieved nothing. I am tired.”
“This is probably the last moment of my life. Even if I don’t become Emperor, at least I can be a good brother in front of you, giving my life some meaning.”
Yu Qinghe exhaled, as if he had let go of a burden he had carried for many years, turning to Yu Qingyang with a relieved smile.
“Ninth Brother, I hope you won’t view Third Brother as a thorough villain.”
“This talisman is called a Spirit Summoning Talisman. Take it to find Xiao Han; he is one of the few people I can trust…”
“Go!”
Yu Qinghe almost roared out his last words.
Yu Qinghe turned to look at Emperor Yu Yang, his eyes full of determination.
He had already made up his mind to die.
In just over twenty years, he felt like he had lived a meaningless dream; if so, he might as well use up the last bit of his value.
At this moment, Yu Qingyang’s vision was somewhat blurry. He vaguely saw his Third Brother charging towards the Fake Emperor with his sword.
Without the slightest hesitation.
But then, a flash of scarlet suddenly erupted in the night.
It almost filled Yu Qingyang’s entire vision.
At this time, he also reacted, quickly taking out the Invisibility Spirit Treasure from his Storage Bag, hiding his figure from Emperor Yu Yang, and then picking up the Spirit Summoning Talisman from the ground.
He looked back at Yu Qinghe, who lay lifeless on the ground.
The blood on his corpse was washed away by the downpour, revealing a pale face with a faint smile on his lips.
With tears in his eyes, Yu Qingyang firmly imprinted this scene in his heart and left without looking back, quickly walking in the opposite direction of Emperor Yu Yang.
“Want to leave?”
Emperor Yu Yang let out a disdainful laugh: “It’s not that easy.”
A black Qi suddenly burst forth from him, instantly spreading rapidly around him.
After the black Qi came into contact with things other than himself, everything was violently destroyed.
Trees collapsed, weeds withered, and the ground was turned over.
With a bang.
A radiance flickered in the distance, and then Yu Qingyang’s figure appeared.
“With this ability, you dare to save someone? How did I teach you back then?”
Emperor Yu Yang sneered, slowly walking towards Yu Qingyang.
He didn’t even glance at the recently killed Yu Qinghe, as if he had just casually crushed a bug.
Yu Qingyang fell to the ground, saying nothing, staring intently at Emperor Yu Yang.
At that moment.
Emperor Yu Yang’s steps suddenly stopped; the next second, his face changed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Troublesome.”
He felt quite irritated. This forced seclusion was unavoidable; in addition, he had fought a hard battle in the Imperial Capital with Dao Canggu, consuming a lot of True Qi.
This time, he forcefully used the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, causing him to be backlashed and seriously injured.
He now needed to quickly return to the Secret Chamber in the Imperial Capital for Secluded Cultivation to repair his injuries.
But before that, he had to deal with the insignificant bug, Yu Qingyang.
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