Chapter 1348: I am Zi Qing (Second Update)

21 Jun, 2025

Chapter 1348: I am Zi Qing (Second Update)

The thousand-year-old Violet and Cyan Kingdom cracked like glass under the attacks of the cultivators of the ten thousand races.

I saw with my own eyes my father being torn apart by the enemy, my wife's head being pierced by a magic weapon, and my young son curled up in the shadows and gradually turned cold.

I couldn't save them in time …

I didn't have the ability to save them …

The moment the war broke out, I was cursed by the ten thousand races. My cultivation was sealed, and I became a mortal.

In my grief, my younger brother faced the pursuers and ignited the last of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom's luck.

He also poured that luck into my body.

In the flood of luck, I saw countless pairs of eyes.

They were my dead relatives, my subjects. They were all watching me from beyond the time.

I wanted revenge!

......

The thousand-year-old Violet and Cyan Kingdom shattered more easily than the glass cup.

The mighty auspicious purple clouds had long been torn into nothingness by the foul wind of the cultivators of the ten thousand races.

Inside and outside the imperial city, the magnificent jade pillars that once symbolized immortality were now nothing more than a graveyard of huge wreckage. They trembled in the deafening battle and the jarring sound of bones cracking.

I stood above the broken steps. Beneath my feet was sticky blood. The pungent smell of rust almost froze every breath I took.

Father's figure, which was once like a pillar supporting the sky, was grabbed by a shadow that tore through space right before my eyes.

I didn't even hear his final shout. I only saw the purple-gold dragon robe that symbolized supreme majesty and his strong body being torn apart by an invisible force!

A rain of blood mixed with broken jade-like bones fell from the sky. It burned my face until it hurt.

The boiling blood that belonged to my father dripped into my eyes. My vision was instantly blurred and scarlet.

The Violet Cyan Sky completely collapsed in this rain of blood.

As for me, there was nothing I could do.

My cultivation, my divine abilities, and even my physical strength have all been cursed by the boundless power of the myriad races the moment the war began, causing my cultivation to be sealed and my battle prowess to be completely gone.

I was reduced to a mortal.

And I also knew at this moment that I wasn't as strong as the rumors said …

My weakness was actually no less than anyone else's.

"Your Highness!

This way. The remaining guards hoarse roars pierced through the suffocating rumbling.

Like being pulled by invisible strings, I numbly retreated with them.

The moment I passed through the dilapidated palace gates, a glaring light caught my attention from the corner of my eye.

That was the direction of Fengyi Hall!

That place was a sea of fire!

My heart trembled as I staggered closer. In the thick smoke and raging fire, I saw her — my wife.

She leaned against a half-charred pillar, a bloodstained silver hairpin deeply embedded in her forehead. The slender hand that had once held a flower for me hung limply.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the sky covered by black smoke. Her frozen eyes seemed to still be filled with lingering concern.

My outstretched hand froze in midair, my fingertips cold. Something in my chest suddenly shattered, letting out a soundless cry.

The ancient lotus pattern on my palm that represented the power of the Royal Family suddenly became as hot as a soldering iron. It was so hot that my God Soul was about to explode.

"Father…" A voice as weak as a kitten's, trembling as though it was on the brink of death, came from under the heavy shadow.

Under the heavy broken beam, a small body was curled up. It was my son, who had just turned seven years old.

His small body was ice-cold. Only the rough wooden sword that I had personally made in his small hand still seemed to have a faint trace of warmth.

I trembled as I hugged him. That pitiful trace of warmth quickly faded away, leaving behind only a stiff coldness.

The wooden sword slipped from his weak hand. With a soft thud, it hit the ice-cold floor tiles. Along with the roars of the cultivators of the ten thousand races, it pierced my eardrums and heart.

My father, my wife, my son, my country… they were all cold.

"Go! Your Highness! "

The remaining armored soldiers used their bodies to form a broken dam, blocking the terrifying torrent that was surging in from all directions. Their twisted faces were filled with despair and the will to die.

I was like a puppet with its strings cut. Wrapped in a resolute force, I smashed open the crumbling palace gates and charged into the unknown darkness.

Behind me was the world that had completely fallen.

Behind him, the palace gate groaned and collapsed.

An extremely sharp and cold Divine Sense with a destructive aura locked onto my back like a maggot. The coldness of death almost froze my bones.

"Prince Zi Qing, you are no longer as spirited as before."

The voice was like a cat playing with a mouse. It was cold and sticky as it drilled into my ears.

Just as the destructive power was about to reach my body, a familiar yet resolute figure suddenly appeared between me and the terrifying Divine Sense like a meteor flying into a flame, going against the flow of people who were fleeing for their lives!

It was my younger brother!

My younger brother who wasn't loved by my father and who was usually silent. He lived under my halo and didn't have much contact with me!

He hugged the jade seal. His tattered robes flapped under the violent Spiritual Pressure. His hair was messed up by the wind.

He suddenly turned around to look at me.

His eyes burned with the madness of staking everything on a single throw!

In the next moment, his skinny body suddenly swelled up like a balloon that had been blown to its limit. Dazzling purple light violently shot out from the imperial jade seal and every pore on his body!

The light was so pure and solemn that it seemed to compress and ignite the last remaining providence of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom, as well as his remaining life and soul!

Boom!

An indescribably loud noise reverberated throughout the world.

The world seemed to have gone completely deaf at this moment.

This burning power, which contained the fate of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom, was like an invisible hammer that surged into my body and merged with it.

In my body, rumbling sounds rang out all the way, breaking through the powerful curse that was meticulously prepared and branded on me by the myriad races. It even broke through the cultivation that was sealed by their collective efforts.

It caused the power that he had not felt for a long time, as well as the cultivation base that had been slumbering, to once again awaken in this body that was on the verge of withering away.

However, as the power of cultivation erupted, a churning blood-colored fog appeared in my mind. There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes appearing in it!

My father, my younger brother, my beloved wife, my son … and countless faces that I was once familiar with. Those soldiers and subjects that had shed their last drop of blood for the Violet and Cyan Kingdom…

Their gazes were filled with parting, as if they came from beyond time, from the untouchable shore.

Looking at them, a drop of sticky blood tear flowed out of the corner of my eye. It left my cheek and silently fell into the boundless dark void.

It fell towards the remains of my old country that was being devoured by blood and fire. It fell towards the bottomless eternal silence.

At this moment, behind me was a completely collapsed past. It was the ruins of time that had sunk into oblivion.

In front of me, there was only a long dark path of nothingness waiting to be dyed in blood.

I want revenge!