I'm not a drama god

Just as Chen Ling was wondering, the sun-like scarlet eye seemed to sense something and suddenly looked in a certain direction...

Not far from his feet, a hastily written character "遁" (meaning "escape") suddenly appeared in the sky above an official residence!

It was as if it had been lying in ambush in the void for a long time, and was now directly activated by some kind of power. The auras of the ninth-order Book God Path and the ninth-order Chess God Path overlapped with each other, and the entire mansion, along with all the people in it, disappeared without a trace, just like chess pieces sinking into a chessboard!

"……Um?"

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

Chen Ling was not unfamiliar with the demigods of the Book God Path, but he knew very well that the brilliance of the word "Escape" before him far surpassed that of the Pu family patriarch from the previous world... The fusion of two demigod paths was something Chen Ling had never heard of before.

And in this world, perhaps only the one who commands all the divine paths can achieve this...

【emperor】.

Has he finally made his move?

As the first official residence vanished, more and more "遁" (meaning "to escape") characters appeared above the official residences along Xuanwu Avenue. However, not every official residence had them; only a small portion of them did, and their distribution was irregular. They disappeared in an instant, as if deliberately protected by some force.

In just three seconds, the sixteen official residences vanished without a trace.

Chen Ling's gaze fell upon the brightly lit palace under the night sky, and she let out a cold snort.

Judging from the "escape" technique just now, Ying Fu must have pre-planned escape methods for every official residence on this Xuanwu Avenue. Perhaps this contingency plan already existed before they were even fully completed...

With so many shops and official residences along Xuanwu Avenue, if Ying Fu wanted to protect them, he could have done so from the very beginning... but he only took action now, and only managed to protect a few official residences.

Based on Chen Ling's understanding of Ying Fu, she probably realized that during that period of silence, the oppressive aura she exuded had become a bargaining chip for Ying Fu.

"What a clever scheme to use someone else to do the dirty work..."

"But can you hold this knife firmly?"

A figure draped in a theatrical robe emerged from the large pupils above the red clouds. Vermilion earrings danced wildly in the wind. His cold eyes swept over the empty former residences, and he took a powerful step forward!

A domain instantly opened!

"Give it all to me..."

"Get back here!!"

The power of negation swept across the surroundings. Under the effect of the [card], those official residences and mansions that had already escaped safely were forcibly pulled back. The empty land was filled again, and everything seemed to have returned to its original state!

Those subordinates and staff who had been celebrating their safe escape were stunned when they saw the familiar and terrifying red cloud reappear overhead...

A moment later, an even more terrified scream resounded through the sky!

What's more terrifying than despair is first showing you a glimmer of hope, and then dragging you into the abyss of despair.

Under the night sky, the figure in the theatrical robe, standing before the scarlet eyes, coldly surveyed the scene, a suffocating sense of world-ending oppression constantly looming over the streets.

Chen Ling did not like pointless massacres, but the Xuanwu Avenue was basically occupied by Ying Fu's henchmen. To make Ying Fu and the Chengtian Dynasty feel pain, they had to be removed one by one... You must know that the more henchmen there are, and the stronger they are, the more terrifying Ying Fu's strength will be.

The more Ying Fu tried to protect his henchmen, the more Chen Ling wanted to destroy them. This was not only to cut off Ying Fu's henchmen, but also to let him know that even though she had lost three hundred years of her life, it was not something that Ying Fu could use at will.

If you want to use someone else to do your dirty work, you have to be prepared to get cut by the knife yourself!

"Leave no one behind."

Chen Ling spoke in a cold voice.

The next second, the venomous insects of the Ghostly Abyss, constructed from stones and building debris, swarmed towards the officials' residences.

Amidst screams of terror, blood and flesh splattered, and crimson spread rapidly across the night sky;

The figure, clad in a black theatrical robe with red patterns, moved step by step through the air above Xuanwu Avenue. He did not look at the tragic battlefield below, but instead focused his gaze on the Taishi Si (Imperial Observer) who was close at hand, a cold glint flashing in his scarlet eyes...

……

royal palace.

The sixteen officials looked pale as they gazed at the Sun family minister who had been smashed into a bloody mist in front of the palace.

Standing in the pool of blood, Eunuch Zuo expressionlessly shook his hand, his eyes, sharp as eagle claws, slowly sweeping over the sixteen terrified people...

A kind smile appeared on his lips.

"Please don't be nervous, gentlemen..."

"Lord Sun plotted a rebellion and trespassed into His Majesty's bedchamber. This old servant was acting on His Majesty's orders to purge the court of corrupt officials."

The officials shifted their gaze from Eunuch Zuo to the ever-quiet imperial palace, feeling a chill run down their spines... It proved that the Emperor had been watching all their secret dealings, even their most clandestine thoughts of rebellion.

But... isn't it rumored that he is nearing the end of his lifespan and has been confined to the palace for many years, never stepping out to leave?

How did he know this?

Just as the officials were pondering this, a soft cough came from inside the palace. Eunuch Zuo immediately turned around and, as if guided, entered the palace alone.

White curtains were draped over the bed, and the dim light flickered silently. A figure sat quietly within, like a clay Buddha statue in a temple.

"...Your Majesty." Eunuch Zuo stopped a distance away and bowed respectfully.

"The escape method failed to protect those official residences." A calm voice sounded from behind the curtain. "I forced them to empty their coffers, yet I failed to preserve their foundations. They may be dissatisfied and harbor rebellious intentions..."

Zuo Gonggong's heart skipped a beat.

In this era, His Majesty commands all the major divine paths, and his strength is probably the strongest in the world... Even the escape techniques he personally set up failed to save those official residences from the hands of the calamity.

Eunuch Zuo had probably already guessed what that person meant, but since the matter was of great importance, he still tentatively asked in return:

"Then what your Majesty means is..."

"Kill them all."

The soft voice sounded again.

Eunuch Zuo's heart tightened. Although these officials outside were a bunch of rotten parasites, even parasites were the backbone of the dynasty. Killing them all at once would inevitably cause pain for the dynasty...

But since His Majesty had already spoken, Eunuch Zuo naturally wouldn't say another word. He responded and turned to walk out of the palace.

As the palace gates were gently closed, terrified cries could be faintly heard from outside, as if some kind of extreme chaos had ensued.

After a while...

A pool of blood silently spread out at the entrance of the palace under the cover of night.