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Chapter 459 Banquet Conspiracy
Su Rong was also seriously injured, her internal organs were displaced, her clothes were stained with blood, and her spiritual energy was almost completely dissipated.
However, after her bloodline evolved, her vitality seemed to have increased a lot, and after being injured, she was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was obvious that both of them were seriously injured and completely lost the ability to fight again, and even their life force was greatly depleted.
Fortunately, Indra stood in front and took more than 90% of the attacks. Otherwise, the two of them would not have survived.
As for Emperor Shitian, his defense was invincible. Although the fist of the Demon Saint was hard, it could not hurt him. It was just that the power of this punch was too strong and triggered a reaction from the black and white divine patterns.
This time, the reaction of the black and white divine patterns was extremely violent. The two divine patterns directly entered berserk mode and began fighting fiercely within his body.
As a result, the balance that Indra had maintained with great difficulty was broken. His body collapsed in an instant and then quickly repaired.
But in the eyes of outsiders, his injuries were the most serious. His entire body was blown up, and he had almost no human form left. Only a pile of minced meat was left.
Fortunately, this process was fleeting, and those who were slow to react would only think that they were hallucinating. After all, in the blink of an eye, his body was restored.
However, the blood-stained armor could not be faked, and it was clear that he had indeed been seriously injured.
However, what puzzled everyone was why the Demon Lord, who was clearly in the upper hand and almost in a crushing situation, suddenly stood still.
"You...are...something...monster..."
The Demon Saint pointed at Emperor Shitian, his face trembling with fear, as if he had seen a great horror that he could not understand.
Then, his body began to disintegrate into mist, disappearing inch by inch into the void...
This scene shocked everyone.
They had no idea what was going on, and could not comprehend what they saw - why did the Holy Lord, who was invincible on the battlefield, die suddenly without even leaving a last word.
The fierce battle fell silent for three seconds.
Everyone's heart was shrouded in terror, as if a basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe, making them feel cold all over.
In fact, apart from Indra, no one really knew what happened.
The Demon Saint attacked Emperor Shitian, but was counterattacked by the black and white divine patterns, and was strangled by the two supreme avenues of chaos and nothingness.
Not only was everyone caught off guard by this situation, even Indra himself was very surprised.
He knew that the black and white divine pattern would protect him and would also attack anyone who attacked him, but he did not expect that it could even kill a saint in seconds.
Simply... invincible!
The black and white divine patterns are truly magical. They use the physical body as a carrier. They can destroy themselves but others cannot touch them.
If there is no external force to destroy them, they will fight each other happily. Once there is external force to destroy them, they will join forces against the enemy and will not give the other side a chance to reason.
The fall of the Demon Lord was like the first domino to fall, throwing the enemy into disarray and disarray.
The morale of the human race was greatly boosted, and as reinforcements arrived one after another, they began a full-scale counterattack.
Three hours later, the demons were defeated.
After surviving the disaster, the human race surrounded Indra and the other two, cheering and looking very excited. They regarded Indra and the other two as saviors and held them in high respect.
In the distance, Heisha stood on a high platform and took in all of this.
His face was livid, his fists were clenched, and his nails dug deep into the flesh.
The strength displayed by Indra was far beyond his expectations, which made him feel deeply threatened.
Originally, he thought that Indra was just a chess piece that could be used, but now, he realized that this chess piece could turn into a sharp knife at any time and stab him in return.
With Indra and others' current prestige, it would be easy for them to replace him, which he would never allow.
"Brother Wu, this man is seriously injured now. Now is a good time to deal with him. If we miss this opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with him in the future."
Zhao Wuji came behind Wu Sha and said with a sly smile on his face.
He is the eldest son of the Zhao family and Wu Sha's brother-in-law. Even Zhao Hong is from their Zhao family. So although he is young, his influence in Huangsha City is not small.
"Wuji, you are right. This kid is too mysterious. Keeping him here will really be a big disaster. Besides, you have offended Su Rong..."
Upon hearing this, Wu Sha nodded secretly.
Afterwards, he discussed with Zhao Wuji and several aides and made a plan to get rid of Emperor Shitian and Su Rong.
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The horn sounded and the battle ended.
Wusha ordered the entire army to assemble and prepare for a celebration banquet.
He deliberately ignored the contribution of Indra and did not mention it in his speech, as if the victory had nothing to do with Indra.
The soldiers around him also echoed tacitly and cast complicated looks at Indra, which contained awe, jealousy, and hostility.
Most of these soldiers were Wusha’s confidants. They were originally afraid of Emperor Shitian’s strength, but now seeing that he looked seriously injured and had not yet recovered, they did not care much.
Indra didn't care about this, he just didn't care about these false names.
He stood quietly at the edge of the crowd, like an outsider, watching this hypocritical celebration with cold eyes.
His eyes swept across Wusha, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He knew that Wusha would not let him and Su Rong go, but Su Rong was in seclusion recuperating from her injuries and did not attend the celebration party.
Therefore, this celebration banquet was actually a Hongmen Banquet targeting him, full of murderous intent.
The sun sets and night falls.
Emperor Shitian turned around and prepared to leave. Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in his mind: "Brother Di, Wusha is plotting to attack you. Whenever anyone of them toasts you, don't drink. My injuries are almost healed. You must delay for a while..."
This was Su Rong's voice, her tone full of concern.
Emperor Shitian paused. He had already expected Wusha to take action, so he was not surprised by Su Rong's reminder.
But he didn't expect that Su Rong would care about him so much.
"Miss Su, just focus on healing your wounds. These people can't do anything to me." Emperor Shitian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile.
A mere witch dares to plot against me. He really doesn't know how to live or die.
Tonight, I will make you regret coming into this world!
He did not show any abnormality and remained calm, watching the clumsy performance of Wu Sha and others coldly.
"Emperor Shitian, you performed well in this battle. Come, let me toast you!"
After a while, Wusha really toasted.
"Thank you General Wu for your kindness, but I am not very drunk..." Emperor Shitian refused, which made Wu Sha and others very unhappy.
"Emperor Shitian, you are so brave. General Wusha respects you as a man and comes to toast you in person. How dare you not give him face?"
Zhao Wuji walked out of the crowd, pointed at Emperor Shitian and shouted harshly.
"In that case, I will drink this cup!"
Indra smiled inexplicably, took the cup and drank the wine, then walked through the crowd and headed towards the makeshift tent.