Miao Qi Miao
Chapter 1732 Blood Moon Killing Intent
"Ask me to deal with my own father?"
"You might as well try to kill the Samsara (Reincarnation) Sacred Lord, it would be easier."
That Jin Sheng laughed, "Who would have thought that the head of the Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall), who is regarded as a great enemy by Zhu Zining, would be such a foolish person."
"Actually, the Sacred Lord has no interest in you. He cares about Li Chunfeng."
"However, if you want to subdue Li Chunfeng, you must first subdue you, Li Po."
"The Sacred Lord has taken you under his command just to give you a chance to persuade Li Chunfeng to surrender."
"Soon, the crimson moon will hang in the sky here once more, reenacting the killing formation of yesteryear."
"Your only chance to reverse and break the situation is to persuade your father to surrender."
After Jin Sheng finished speaking, he looked at me frankly, "I've said what I needed to say, you can kill me now."
Without thinking, I struck out with my palm and turned him into will-o'-the-wisp.
Jin Sheng didn't resist at all and faced death as if he were returning home, which made me feel cold all over.
From the moment Zhu Zining took action to set up the Reincarnation Secret Technique, her primary target was not me, but my father, Li Chunfeng.
However, a certain link in the middle was interrupted, allowing me to escape death and survive. Otherwise, the crimson moon killing formation should have been activated long ago.
After the Reincarnation Division discovered the error in the middle link of the secret technique, they kept trying to remedy it. In the end, they simply abandoned the previous layout and planted a killing move in this prison for me.
The speed at which the other party took action and the meticulousness of their layout were indeed overwhelming.
If it hadn't been for Jin Sheng's appearance, I wouldn't have realized that they had already targeted my father.
After I killed Jin Sheng, I kept thinking about how to break the situation, but I found that the Reincarnation Division had set up a two-way dead end for me.
If I want to stop the Reincarnation Secret Technique, I have to escape from the prison before my father arrives.
Not to mention that I have no way to escape now, even if I did, I would have to go through a fierce battle.
Killing government soldiers and rebelling against the prison? Even the King Soul wouldn't be able to save me then.
The Reincarnation Division can plant informants in the underworld, and they can also arrange spies in the officialdom of the Yang realm (the world of the living). Using the power of the government to kill me is actually a scheme against the Two Realms Hall.
If the Two Realms Hall doesn't come to rescue me, I will surely die. If Lao Liu and the others come to rescue me, the result will be that the Two Realms Hall will be uprooted, and none of us will be able to escape.
If I don't escape, the Reincarnation Division's spies outside will continue to exert their strength, confirming all the charges against me and Ye Yang and sending us to the execution ground.
If we two are really executed, the Reincarnation Division will definitely arrange for executioners who know secret techniques to carry out the execution. At that time, even our souls will not be able to escape.
Moreover, the news that Ye Yang and I are about to be executed will definitely be passed on to my father, Li Chunfeng, by the Reincarnation Division.
His son and disciple are about to be executed in public, even if he can sit still, the Embroidered Uniform Guard will not be able to sit still.
When my father leads his troops here, he will be right in time to meet the crimson moon hanging in the sky.
Not to mention whether he can break this killing formation, just the fact that he evacuated the Yin-Yang Inn and let the Samsara Sacred Lord go is enough for someone with ulterior motives to add charges to him and send him to the soul-severing platform.
This is not me thinking wildly, but some things can be explained by sentiment, by reason, but not by law.
It's like forcing a general to surrender with his loved ones.
It is indeed understandable in terms of sentiment and reason for a general to surrender in order to save his blood relatives. However, surrender means that he has become a traitor, and his entire clan back home will be exterminated, and he himself will be ruined.
Because no matter what the reason for betrayal, it cannot be forgiven by the law.
The underworld is a place that emphasizes rules and legal principles; human sentiment can only be ranked behind.
As long as my father dares to come, whether he can break the crimson moon killing formation or not, he has already lost.
I thought of countless ways, but I couldn't solve the problem in front of me.
I subconsciously stood up, lit one cigarette after another, and paced back and forth in the room.
The more I couldn't think of a way to break the situation, the more anxious I became. When I turned to the wall where the ghost image appeared, the anger in my heart was difficult to control, and I punched the wall.
The cement wall was smashed off a layer of stone skin after my punch, and a bloody fist mark was left on the wall.
I was just about to throw a second punch when I heard someone say while贴 in the wall: "What's the use of you smashing the wall? This kind of venting is just a sign of incompetence."
"If you really have the ability, then think about how to break the situation!"
"If you don't have the ability, then just wait for someone to come and save you, wouldn't that be nice?"
"You keep thinking about things you can't do, and the more you think about it, the more you feel that it's not your fault, but the fault of this world, the fault of this era. What's the difference between you and those pieces of garbage that even you hate?"
"Li Po, you think too highly of yourself!"
"This world can't do without you, you're just a supporting character in this world."
"You..." Under the burning rage, I punched the wall. This time, my punch, carrying the true qi of my whole body, not only shattered the wall skin, but also shattered the ghost in the wall.
When two pieces of will-o'-the-wisp flew out from the cracks in the wall that I had shattered, I only felt a chill coming from my fist.