I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 984 Sliced ​​Alive
Wasn't he his father's most beloved son?

How could my father order my death?

"Grand Steward, are you sure you're not mistaken?" The Third Prince's eyes were filled with horror as he stared intently at the Grand Steward, his gaze filled with disbelief.

He couldn't believe that his beloved father would order his death!

You know, even when I tricked all the ancestors, my father only punished me by putting me in solitary confinement. How could my father kill me?

He couldn't believe his ears!

Not only did the Third Prince not believe it, but his retainers, the Queen, and others in his mansion also looked up in disbelief, wondering what mistake the Third Prince had made that made the Great Victory King so ruthless as to kill him.

Upon hearing this, Dugu Qiu looked at the Third Prince with a hint of emotion in his eyes, but he did not speak, only letting out a sigh.

"Grand Steward, are you sure you're not mistaken? How could the King order the Third Prince to commit suicide?" Zhang Gaoqiu, who had come to attend the banquet, was now furious. He hadn't lived enough yet, how could he be willing to die here? So he stood up and questioned him.

The Grand Steward didn't speak, but simply raised his hand to order his men to carry out the execution. Zhang Chen, who had been watching coldly from the side, finally got his chance and said, "Grand Steward, I have some connections with the Third Prince. Why don't I personally send him on his way?"

Dugu Qiu remained silent upon hearing this, indicating his tacit agreement, and turned his head to look into the distance.

"How does the Third Prince want to die? Do you want to be torn to pieces, burned alive, or gnawed to death by dogs?" Zhang Chen approached the Third Prince, smiling as he looked down at him. The once high and mighty Third Prince had fallen to such a state. Even Zhang Chen couldn't help but sigh. A person's true strength must come from within. All power and wealth are illusory, merely external possessions. In the face of absolute power, they are all just fleeting clouds.

"It was you who did this!" The Third Prince raised his head, looking at Zhang Chen who was so close to him, his eyes revealing a cold glint.

“That’s right, it was me!” Zhang Chen said with a smile, “It was I who asked the Great Victory King to kill you. I didn’t realize that the Great Victory King had such deep feelings for you. If I hadn’t been so firm, you might have actually escaped this calamity.”

"Zhang Chen, state your conditions! If you spare my life, I will grant you anything." The third prince looked at Zhang Chen with pleading eyes.

Upon hearing the Third Prince's words, Zhang Chen raised an eyebrow: "You know regret now? You know fear? Too late! From the moment you coveted Zhong Xiang, I had already sentenced you to be torn to pieces."

As Zhang Chen spoke, he pulled a small knife from his sleeve. The knife was small, but it gleamed with a dazzling sharpness in the sunlight: "You will die today!"

After speaking, Zhang Chen looked at the Third Prince's crotch: "Let's start with your crotch. I'm going to make a hundred cuts and slowly scrape that thing of yours off."

"Men, pull down his pants!" Zhang Chen ordered.

The imperial guards standing nearby hesitated for a moment, their eyes turning to Dugu Qiu. Dugu Qiu waved his hand helplessly, and the next moment, the guard rushed over like a wolf, grabbed the third prince, and began to pull down his pants.

"Wait! I have something to say!" The third prince struggled like a frightened wild horse and hurriedly shouted.

The guard paused, and Zhang Chen stroked his small knife: "What do you have to say now that you're about to die?"

“A king has his way of dying, and a lord has his way of dying. I have greatly defeated kings and lords, so I should die in the way kings and lords do!” The third prince knew that his power was gone and wanted to find a dignified way to die.

Zhang Chen sneered upon hearing this: "Who do you think you are, king or nobleman? Men, strip this bastard off! I'm going to cut off his little bastard first!"

Upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, the guards attacked again. Seeing this, the Third Prince knew that compromise was useless, so he began to curse: "Zhang Chen, you despicable and shameless villain, how dare you humiliate me like this! I curse you to die a horrible death, to be torn to pieces and tortured to death!"

Upon hearing the Third Prince's words, Zhang Chen smiled and said, "I don't know how I will die in the future, but I know that you are doomed now."

As he spoke, Zhang Chen looked at the other man's pants that had been pulled down and clicked his tongue, saying, "I was wrong before. Your penis is too small. It can't be cut a thousand times. It's probably only a hundred times at most."

"Zhang Chen! You beast, I'll fight you to the death!" Upon hearing this, the Third Prince's face turned red, and the murderous aura in his eyes seemed to burst forth as he struggled desperately.

For him, Zhang Chen's verbal humiliation was more unbearable than death. Zhang Chen didn't speak, but instead slashed at the Third Prince's groin with his small knife. Accompanied by piercing screams, the Third Prince cursed repeatedly.
"Zhang Chen, you beast, I curse you to a horrible death!"

"How dare you humiliate me like this! The Great Victory Royal Family will never let you off the hook in the future!"

"Zhang Chen, I, the King, wish your descendants to be cut off!"

"..."

The Third Prince's piercing screams sent chills down the spines of the retainers in the palace, while the imperial guards watching were also stunned by Zhang Chen's cruel methods, falling silent and afraid to breathe.

"Grand Steward, save me! Grand Steward, save me!" The Third Prince cried out in agony to Dugu Qiu for help.

Hearing the Third Prince's screams, Dugu Qiu's face showed a hint of pity. He turned to Zhang Chen and said, "Zhang Chen, this boy has grown up under my nose since he was a child. To put it bluntly, he is no different from my grandson. Could you please give him a quick death for my sake?"

Zhang Chen turned to look at Dugu Qiu, meeting his earnest gaze, and shook his head, directly refusing Dugu Qiu: "No! He deserves this retribution today, having fallen into my hands. When he came to my residence to take someone, he went straight for Zhong Xiang. I don't even dare to imagine what terrible consequences would have occurred if I hadn't been able to turn the tables today, and Zhong Xiang had fallen into this scoundrel's hands. Now that I have turned the tables, he is the one who will suffer, and he will bear all of Zhang Chen's wrath."

Zhang Chen's words left Dugu Qiu speechless, unable to plead for mercy. His eyes held a hint of helplessness, and he could only turn his head away from the tragedy unfolding before him.

Zhang Chen wore a gentle smile as he continued to stab the Third Prince with his knife, strips of flesh constantly sliding from the prince's body. The prince screamed in agony, but he did not die.

Three hours later, when only a skeleton remained on the Third Prince's body, his last breath held on by his internal organs, and he no longer had the strength to scream, Zhang Chen finally severed his heart with a single stroke, ending his life.

The third prince glared at Zhang Chen with a ferocious expression, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, a heavy aura of resentment enveloping his entire body: "Zhang Chen, even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go. I will definitely come back to take revenge on you!" The third prince uttered his last words with resentment, and then died instantly. His soul tried to leave his body, but it was suppressed by Zhang Chen's Yama authority, and then Zhang Chen captured his soul in his palm.

"Zhang Chen, what are you doing? Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground. Release my soul at once!" The Third Prince's soul was restrained by Zhang Chen, and he was even more panicked at this moment.

Upon hearing the Third Prince's words, Zhang Chen smiled and said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't let me go even as a ghost? Well, what a coincidence, I won't let you go either! I'm going to leave your soul behind to light a sky lantern, so you'll suffer the torment of soul refining day and night. I'm going to make sure you die without a burial place."

After speaking, he took out a lamp and sealed it inside with a talisman.

"Zhang Chen!" Dugu Qiu, who was standing to the side, changed his expression upon seeing this scene and called out.

"Don't plead for me anymore. You just heard it yourself. He won't let me go even if he becomes a ghost. So how can I let him go?" Zhang Chen turned to Dugu Qiu and said with a smile. However, although he was smiling, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. Dugu Qiu's repeated pleas for mercy made Zhang Chen very unhappy.

However, it wasn't just Zhang Chen who was dissatisfied. At this moment, Dugu Qiu was also filled with dissatisfaction with Zhang Chen's actions: "Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them. Your actions are far too ruthless. He was ultimately a member of the royal bloodline. You have already killed him, so why deprive him of even the chance to be reborn?"

Dugu Qiu made no attempt to hide his dissatisfaction in his words, his voice revealing a hint of estrangement and rebuke.

Upon hearing Dugu Qiu's accusation, Zhang Chen turned to look at Dugu Qiu and said, "What kind of tone are you using to talk to me? What kind of status are you using to talk to me? Even the Great Victory King wouldn't dare to reprimand me like that. Do you really think you're my father?"

If I can turn the tables today, I will naturally wipe them out completely. If I cannot turn the tables, this tragic fate will befall me.

"You..." Dugu Qiu was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he pointed at Zhang Chen without daring to say anything more.

Given Zhang Chen's current status and position, how could Dugu Qiu be qualified to criticize him?
Zhang Chen was very disappointed in Dugu Qiu. Although Dugu Qiu had been kind to him, he could not guide Zhang Chen on how to act.

Zhang Chen only had the chance to turn his life around because of his abilities. If he hadn't been capable and had fallen into the hands of the Third Prince, the Third Prince would never have spared him. Not only would his family be destroyed, but Zhong Xiang would also be brutally tortured to death. So, were the methods Zhang Chen was using against the Third Prince excessive? Zhang Chen didn't think so at all!
Otherwise, he couldn't vent the hatred in his heart! Otherwise, wouldn't all of Zhang Chen's skills have been cultivated in vain?

A murderous glint flashed in Zhang Chen's eyes. He turned and swept his gaze over the retainers in the Third Prince's residence. The retainers were intimidated by Zhang Chen's gaze, and coupled with Zhang Chen's cruel methods, they all lowered their heads and remained silent, trembling with fear.

"Brother, please spare me!" At this moment, Zhang Gaoqiu couldn't hold back any longer and knelt on the ground, begging Zhang Chen for mercy: "Brother, we are all family, please spare me this time."

(End of this chapter)