I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

The inner courtyard of the imperial palace was very peaceful, but there were still ripples within this peace.

After all, no matter how tight the defense is, there will always be loopholes!

Wu Gong's true form is a centipede. He brought his thirty-six disciples and crept in from an inconspicuous corner of the Shanjin Bureau, bit through the defense array, and sneaked in.

The reason he possesses this ability is that he's no ordinary centipede, but a true "flying dragon." He's the offspring of a dragon and a centipede spirit. His sharp claw-like teeth are the nemesis of all defensive formations, making this his natural ability.

"Master, I have already inquired about it. The bedroom of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is behind this garden. This place is called the Shanjin Bureau, which is a place that specializes in making gold and silver wares for the royal family. It is only separated from the Daming Palace by two walls!" A subordinate said proudly.

"Haha, well done! Humph, I thought the Tang Dynasty Palace was a den of dragons and tigers, but it turns out to be nothing more than this!" Wu Gong wore a Taoist robe and usually regarded himself as a Taoist priest. His disciples and followers were basically all poisonous insects, and they all worshipped him like a god.

"Master, this time we go deep into the palace. If we kill the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and steal the Imperial Seal, the Ghost King will probably remember us as a great achievement!"

Another disciple flattered from the side.

However, this flattery hit the horse's leg. Wu Gong looked unhappy, snorted coldly, and said nothing. He turned to look at the wall beside him, as if thinking about something.

Snapped!

The disciple received a slap on the head, only to hear his master say, "If you can't talk, just shut up. What the hell is that Ghost King? Once we take the Imperial Seal and kill that damned emperor, wouldn't that just make your master the emperor? Why would we even bother with that Ghost King? Then our sect will be the only one to gain the world's good fortune, and we'll be the hope for the demon race's revival!"

Wu Gong couldn't help but twirl his beard and smile, very satisfied with this disciple. However, he still said, "Boss, you only know one thing, not the other. This destiny is what all practitioners must fight for in the upcoming world trend. If I can get the jade seal, perhaps I, your master, will have the opportunity to attain enlightenment and become a saint. Do you understand?"

The disciples seemed to understand, but the eldest brother's eyes sparkled as he said, "So, if you have attained the Tao, you can also lead us to become immortals?"

"Haha, what do you think? Well, enough, stop talking nonsense and start moving. Everyone, be alert. This imperial palace is quite complex. The layout is based on the stars in the sky and is in line with the Five Elements Yi Shu. There might be some kind of formation, so be careful... Grab your weapons and follow me!"

Wu Gong flew up, followed closely by his disciples, and flew towards the palace not far away.

"Stay out of sight of the guards and don't kill anyone, or you'll easily alert the enemy!"

Wu Gong and his men were suspended above the palace when a group of Qianniu Guards came around the corner, apparently on a routine patrol.

"Don't worry, Master. With our skills, even if we pass in front of them, they won't be able to tell!"

The little Taoist priest who spoke first laughed and immediately rushed into the emperor's bedroom.

Wu Gong smiled helplessly: "This little guy is quite clever, he knows how to grab the first credit... Well, all of you, follow me..."

As he spoke, he rushed in with a few people. The guards who were protecting them on the side did not notice their presence at all. They only felt a cool breeze blowing, and the door opened and closed as if it had never moved.

However, Wu Gong couldn't help but frown when he entered the palace, because the little Taoist boy who had just entered was standing there, looking at Emperor Li Chengqian on the couch, motionless.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Gong couldn't help but ask quietly.

"Master... I... I'm scared!"

The little Taoist boy turned around with a sad face.

"You're useless, what are you afraid of?"

Wu Gong wanted to slap him, but he was afraid of alarming others, so he suppressed his anger and said, "He's just an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation. Why are you afraid of him?"

"No... I don't know..." The little Taoist boy was almost crying and whispered, "As soon as I came in, I felt something was wrong. I felt inexplicably scared... I don't know what's going on!"

"you……"

Wu Gong was about to speak when someone tugged at his sleeve. Turning back, he saw that all his disciples had terrified expressions on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.

"You... you..."

"Master..."

The eldest disciple trembled and said, "Master, let's retreat. I...I feel something is wrong!"

Wu Gong finally realized something was wrong. Looking back at Li Chengqian's reclining figure, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't he just scaring himself? Humph, I'm going to take the life of the Tang Emperor! I'll kill him first, then capture his spirit and ask for the whereabouts of the Imperial Seal!"

As he spoke, he raised his sword and stabbed the emperor in the back viciously, thinking to himself, "You can blame yourself for your miserable fate!"

However, the long sword suddenly stopped three inches away from the emperor's back and could no longer move forward. A thick black aura suddenly emanated from the emperor, blocking his attack.

"Wu Gong, huh? Haha, a little flying dragon transformed into a spirit, yet you dare to be so arrogant? You really should have listened to your disciple and left!"

Wu Gong was horrified. He tried to draw his sword, but it seemed to be stuck in mid-air, unable to be pulled out at all. Suddenly, a thick, black, murderous aura emanated from the emperor. A faintly pale figure, holding a mourning stick, emerged from the black aura, its long tongue drooping as it sneered at Wu Gong.

"Hiss, no! This is Bai Wuchang!"

Wu Gong was horrified and quickly let go of his hand. With a twist of his waist, he transformed into a giant centipede over ten meters long with wings growing from its ribs. He fiercely bit towards Bai Wuchang with a pair of giant claws. He knew that these claws could directly damage the soul, so he shouted fearlessly, "What's wrong with Bai Wuchang? He's just a small pawn of the underworld. Watch me eat you!"

Bai Wuchang couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile: "What an arrogant monster! It seems you really don't know how to die!"

hum!

The mourning stick in his hand fell suddenly, hitting Wu Gong's claws without any delay, and then landed on his head.

boom!

In an instant, Wu Gong's head exploded, and his entire body fell stiffly to the ground. His disciples shouted and rushed out. Bai Wuchang couldn't help but sneer: "Since you're here, then stay!"

Swish!

A chain suddenly flew out from his sleeve, transforming into thirty-five chains in mid-air, instantly locking all thirty-odd monsters by their collarbones. Then, he gently released them and flew towards Bai Wuchang...