I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 729 - 458: The Fall of True Monarch, The World in Shock! (Ancestral Worship Plot Essentially Concluded)

Chapter 729: Chapter 458: The Fall of True Monarch, The World in Shock! (Ancestral Worship Plot Essentially Concluded)

At this moment, the world seemed to freeze in an instant!

It was as if time itself had come to a halt.

Everyone’s eyes were wide with shock as they stared at the scene before them, their faces filled with disbelief.

They had not anticipated that in such a fierce exchange, the mighty warrior known as Asura could be so well prepared! He was so swift, so sharp!

Not only had the Royal Family’s True Monarch not reacted in time, even the Pu Xian Bodhisattva at his side was taken off guard.

Chen Yuan’s consciousness also paused for a moment, even though he was watching from a close distance, he had not sensed that Moluo had such a move up his sleeve, and a classic exclamation of amazement flashed through his mind.

’Holy shit!’

The gentle breeze continued to blow, fluttering the flags within the Imperial City, as well as the Royal Family True Monarch’s grayish-white hair, as if a lifetime had passed, yet it also seemed like just a moment.

He seemed to have come to his senses, the corner of his eye twitched slightly, and a dreadful sense of powerlessness instantly enveloped him as a deep Demon Light erupted.

Starting from his head, the Royal Family True Monarch’s flesh was vanishing at a visible rate...

"It’s over!"

In that instant, this was the only thought that flashed through the mind of the Royal Family True Monarch.

He realized that he was dying.

This time it was truly over, and it was not as simple as just having his physical body destroyed.

The Demon Patterns had ensnared the Royal Family True Monarch’s Primordial Spirit, and the Demon Nail had pierced through it as well. Once the Primordial Spirit was extinguished, the physical body naturally ceased to exist.

Within just a few moments, under the watchful eyes of all, the Royal Family True Monarch rapidly disintegrated, his aura plummeting swiftly without any sign of stopping.

Finally, he died.

He completely vanished before everyone’s eyes, not even leaving behind a trace of his remains.

After a brief silence, the first to speak was Jingtai, who said solemnly,

"Fourth Ancestor!!!"

This elder of the Royal Family was also one of his ancestors, one of the individuals with the most powerful cultivation talent in the Sima Family, aside from the Holy Ancestor, and had managed to break through to the Yang God level with the vast resources of the Royal Family.

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Such a powerhouse was also the foundation of the Sima Family, and the loss of even one was a significant blow to their strength!

Jingtai had remained unmoved when several Yang Transformation True Masters fell, he had stayed calm when Shen Wu True Monarch was restrained, and he had kept his composure even as Pu Xian Bodhisattva’s Dharma Image was damaged.

But at this moment, when he witnessed the fall of the Royal Family’s Fourth Ancestor, he lost his composure for the first time, an occurrence rarely seen since his ascension to the throne, as immense fury filled Jingtai’s heart in an instant.

He vowed to kill this Asura Daoist, to exterminate all these so-called Daoists, to completely annihilate the Taoist Divine Palace!

Yet behind the immense fury was a thumping heart and an indiscernible fear. Could this Asura Daoist who killed the Royal Family’s True Monarch... also kill him?

Could Pu Xian Bodhisattva and Gu Tianqiong annihilate this person?

A perplexing thought flashed through Jingtai’s mind.

Pingyang Princess gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed tightly as she gazed at the figure standing in the void, a trace of fear flickering in her eyes.

The Fourth Prince, Sima Ke, felt a sense of powerlessness and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Those stunned and horrified by the death of the Royal Family True Monarch weren’t just members of the Royal Family but also court officials and the warriors of Jianghu who were following the battle,

as well as the various Daoists of the Taoist Divine Palace.

Giant waves of shock surged within their hearts, disrupting their tranquility.

This was a True Monarch!!!

A Yang God True Monarch!

In today’s world, they were nearly at the pinnacle of existence, each with lifespans stretching hundreds of years, each capable of shattering mountains and turning over seas.

Each was a celebrated figure known throughout the world.

Each... had the power to establish a top-tier force, to be revered and worshipped by thousands.

Looking back through the years, it had been decades since a True Monarch had fallen.

All could foresee the shock that would reverberate through the world thereafter!

Su Ziyue opened her mouth,

"Moluo is so terrifyingly powerful!"

Li Su Qing said, "I truly had not expected that Moluo could actually slay a member of the Royal Family’s True Monarchs, it is simply... unbelievable."

In their expectations, it would have been enough to slay a few court True Masters; they had never considered the possibility of a True Monarch falling, especially since there was more than one present here.

Several were joining forces.

Chu Changfeng was excited,

"Is this Moluo’s true strength?"

"A single strike, the obliteration of the Primordial Spirit."

In Yang Huatian’s eyes, admiration was brimming; it was just too strong!

"So... so powerful!"

Chi Lian Demon Venerable stood frozen in place.

Clearly, Moluo’s move had taken everyone by surprise, and it was not until his death that they began to slowly process it.

"This Taoist Divine Palace is no simple matter..."

Compared to Chi Lian Demon Venerable, Song Zhilun thought even deeper.

He was even speculating about the identity behind that mask and the real identities of those Daoists of the Taoist Divine Palace.

Of course, the death of a Royal Family True Monarch was definitely good news for the Heavenly Demon Hall—the weaker the Royal Family was, the more turmoil there would be in the world.

The court would gradually become unstable.

Inside the Capital, at Qingyun Temple.

The old temple master who had been leisurely watching the situation unfold with a fan in hand also paused for a moment, his gaze intently fixed on the figure in the void, even holding his breath.

He wondered, if that strike had been directed at him, could he have dodged it in that brief moment?

Or, if he had taken that strike, could he have survived?

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