2680: C2680 It's Not Simple Emperor Zhou

C2680 It's Not Simple Emperor Zhou

After the Flood Dragon entered the body of the crow, it was about to say something, but it couldn't say anything, and its soul was directly crushed by a hundred crows, and it couldn't die any longer.

What was left was only a body.

In this world, the Flood Dragon's body was no different from a heaven defying treasure, but to Jiang Ting... it wasn't as good as a rock on the roadside.

To him, who was at the Third Realm of the Laws, treasures that he casually condensed with Laws were countless times more precious than the Flood Dragon's body. If he still wanted to stay in this world, the Flood Dragon's body might be very beneficial to him.

Unfortunately, the Flood Dragon had already been killed. After finishing his last task, he would be able to leave this ghost world. Naturally, he had no desire for the Flood Dragon's body.

Destroy the Great Zhou Imperial Family?

Jiang Ting, who was floating in the sky, looked at the Imperial Palace... but soon, he gave up on this idea.

The Great Zhou's fate was too strong. Hong Lian only had less than 40% of her power left, although it should be the same as destroying the Great Zhou Imperial Family. Perhaps she did not even need 10% of her power.

However, he could not help but think of Emperor Zhou's deep gaze from before. Although it was only his first time seeing Emperor Zhou, it was just that deep gaze. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be something that an incompetent Emperor could possess.

"Forget it, a few days isn't much. Steady first." With a whisper, Jiang Ting's figure flashed and he flew away from the imperial capital.

He was worried that something unexpected would happen, so he decided to wait for Hong Lian to recover her strength before dealing with the Great Zhou Imperial Family.

Although he had left, the impact of this matter had only just begun.

The buildings around the Flood Dragon's corpse began to move. Someone slowly poked his head out. They were all people from the imperial capital. Perhaps they had officials, or perhaps they were just ordinary people, or perhaps they were scholars or martial arts masters.

In short, there were all kinds of people.

They noticed that Jiang Ting had left. Then, they turned to look at the dead body of the Flood Dragon lying on the ground without any signs of life or movement. The corpse was unusually huge to them.

The thirty-meter tall body of the Flood Dragon was simply an eye-opening sight.

After an unknown amount of time, an old man said with a trembling voice, "This is... this is a Flood Dragon?"

"So terrifying..."

Yeah, I don't know how many people died in the place where the Flood Dragon passed just now. "

"Wuwuwu, you scared me to death. ... Daddy, you died so miserably..."

Slowly, the surroundings of the Flood Dragon became lively.

...

The Left Prime Minister's Estate.

Many monks and monks looked at each other in dismay. Although there were a lot of obstructions, the flood dragon was too big, so it couldn't bear the flood dragon's size. As long as one looked up, they would be able to see the corpse of the flood dragon.

After a long time, an old monk said, "That Jiang Ting's strength is truly terrifying."

Another monk nodded. "That's right. Under the suppression of Great Zhou's Qi, he was able to kill the Flood Dragon."

A Daoist suddenly thought of something and rushed out. "That's a Flood Dragon, a precious species among monsters. Its flesh, scales, and so on are all precious treasures..."

"That's right, that Flood Dragon is a corpse that is about to transform into a dragon. Jiang Ting doesn't know how precious it is. ... Hurry up and snatch it." Countless people came back to their senses.

These experts from the Daoist and Buddhist sects were like ordinary people, pushing each other as they approached the corpse of the Flood Dragon.

...

In the blink of an eye, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Three days was very short.

To the imperial capital, To the imperial capital... Although it had only been three days, the usually bustling imperial capital had already become much more desolate. There were also countless residences that had white silk hanging from them.

The battle between Jiang Ting and the Flood Dragon had been sung by countless storytellers and opera troupes.

The corpse of the Flood Dragon was finally transported into the palace. Although many people wanted to snatch it, the defensive power of the Flood Dragon was too terrifying. No one could separate the Flood Dragon's scales.

In the end, the entire Corpse Capital fell into the hands of the Imperial Family. The royal family was obviously unable to dissect the corpse, so they could only place the corpse. In a huge square.

It was yet another morning, and the sun rose from the east.

Imperial Palace, Violet Palace Hall.

Emperor Zhou sat quietly in the deepest part of Violet Jade Palace, on a golden throne carved with dragons and phoenixes.

This was the Great Zhou Imperial Court, the place where countless officials went to court, and also the center of the power of the Great Zhou.

Emperor Zhou sat upright on the golden dragon throne, quietly looking down at the civil and military officials... There were not many people, only about 40 people.

Many officials lowered their heads and no one made a sound... Ever since the Flood Dragon, which was also the former great mage of the State Protector Miao Kong, was killed three days ago, Emperor Zhou had changed his dull image and started the court for three consecutive days.

During these three days, he had also issued a lot of decrees for disaster relief. After all, there were too many people who had been killed by the Flood Dragon's huge body three days ago.

After an unknown period of silence, Emperor Zhou finally spoke, "Minister Wang, how is the disaster relief going?"

"Your Majesty, all kinds of compensation have been sent in an orderly manner." A black-faced man hurriedly and respectfully.

When Emperor Zhou heard this, he tilted his head slightly. "Minister Hong, is there a list for the official selection?"

Left Prime Minister Hong Wen hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, after the evildoer was killed, the 160 or so officials who died because of the evildoer are of great importance. Although this lowly subject and my other colleagues did not sleep and kept choosing, it was just that the time was too short. However, Your Majesty, please be at ease. Other than the monster, it will not be too long now. Reshaping the court will not be difficult. "

Hmm, it's worth mentioning that Miao Kong was able to cover the sky above the Imperial Decree. Apart from his confusing methods, there were also many officials that had actually died at Miao Kong's hands a long time ago, and they were controlled by Miao Kong using demon techniques.

After Miao Kong died, the officials who were controlled by him naturally died as well.

Because of this, in the upper court, there were less than forty civil and military officials left... However, perhaps it was also a good thing? After all, among the remaining people, there were close to 20 people who carried a majestic aura.

Emperor Zhou was silent for a while before he shook his head slightly. "Do you have any other news and clues about Jiang Ting?"

Many civil and military officials looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Left Prime Minister?" Emperor Zhou looked at Hong Wen with a deep look.

Hong Wen hurriedly bowed and smiled bitterly. "Your Majesty, I don't know much about Jiang Ting. Perhaps... Wang Fan and Yin Sha, who tried to sneak into the palace previously, would know something about him. It is just that they..."

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zuo allowed Wang Fan and Yin Sha to sneak into the palace. It must be related to Prime Minister Zuo. This official requests Your Majesty to investigate thoroughly!" An old man in his sixties spoke with a tone full of vigor.

Emperor Zhou's eyes instantly turned cold. "Zhen said that this matter will end here. Is Ma Qing trying to make it difficult for Zhen?"

"This subject does not dare." That person hurriedly retreated into the crowd.

Seeing this, Emperor Zhou lightly snorted, "Bring Yin Sha up."

Hong Wen instantly lost his voice: "Yin Sha isn't dead?"

Although the others were also shocked, no one dared to speak. These three days, they discovered that they seemed to not know the Great Zhou King.

It was unknown if it was because of the disaster this time that the Zhou King's temperament had changed greatly.2

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