Chapter 517: Juntian Is Dead, Qitian Shall Rise 3
“You need not put on a bluff!”
The Heaven-Abandoning Emperor’s face was expressionless.
“The many hidden pieces you left within the Yin-Yang Macrocosm are already completely in my grasp.”
“The Juntian avatar that controls the Heart of Heaven Law is one.”
“The many beast spies you planted among King Yanfu and the others is two.”
“And this treasure hoarding ground before us, independent of the Yin-Yang Macrocosm’s many Planar Worlds, is three.”
“If my deduction is not wrong.”
“Your entire plan is nothing more than having the Juntian avatar secretly manipulate the Cosmos’ fate through the Heart of Heaven Law.”
“If an accident occurs.”
“Then the beast spies you secretly planted can carry out all sorts of assassination missions.”
“To delay the Yin-Yang Macrocosm’s return to the right track and its re-ascent to the peak.”
“And you will also secretly release the many Heaven’s Chosen Other-Selves you captured atop this mountain.”
“Into the Yin-Yang Macrocosm without anyone knowing.”
“With both prongs of this attack.”
“Even if the Yin-Yang Macrocosm completely escapes your control, you can at least buy yourself a thousand, even ten thousand years.”
“So that the Yin-Yang Macrocosm can absolutely impossible produce anyone who can truly oppose you.”
“Even if all these hidden pieces and plans are destroyed.”
“You can still pull the firewood from under the cauldron and stake everything on one throw.”
“By secretly making off with the many treasures you left here that represent part of the Yin-Yang Macrocosm’s fortune and foundation.”
“The sinister nature of your intentions, the far-reaching nature of your schemes.”
“You can fool others, but you cannot fool me!”
The Heaven-Abandoning Emperor spoke with ease and confidence.
Laying out one by one the entire plan Daoist Juntian had originally left behind to wreak havoc upon and control the Yin-Yang Macrocosm.
Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows.
Let alone old schemers like them.
No, it should be old schemers like Daoist Juntian.
How could he place all his calculations in the hands of Old Man Juntian?
Moreover, Daoist Juntian had likely never fully trusted Old Man Juntian from the very beginning.
Even though Old Man Juntian was originally an avatar he had sent down.
“Impressive.”
“So that’s why my foolish avatar fell to your hands.”
“I fear that even without that Variable, Old Man Tianji, my foolish avatar could not possibly have been your match.”
The Daoist clapped his hands in admiration.
“But no matter how much you calculated, have you never considered that This Venerable still has one final hidden move.”
“And that is — kill you!”
As the words fell, the Daoist’s body swayed. Between pinching his fingers and forming hand seals.
Within the Coiled Silk Cave on the treasure mountain behind him, mummy after mummy suddenly burst from their cocoons.