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The Pseudo-Princely Heir: System’s Early Gamble (Web Novel) - Chapter 782: What to do, what to do now?
Chapter 782: What to do, what to do now?
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Confusion not only remained unresolved, but it multiplied.Eventually, Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang gave up.
He hung his head listlessly, the very picture of preferring death to his existence.
Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang felt it was virtually impossible to free himself from Cheng Guang’s control now.
Even Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha were under Cheng Guang’s grasp.
There was no escape.
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What could he, a mere guardian of the Southern Heavenly Gate, do?
Even among the Celestial Gods of the Heavenly Court, there were some with exceptional strength.
But so what?
Would those powerful Immortals and Deities really go to great lengths for him, a minor deity?
Quite obviously.
The answer was singular.
No, they would not.
Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang could only helplessly sigh at the thought.
Cheng Guang noticed the change in Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang’s expression, his emotional turmoil, and even his barely audible sighs, all clearly perceived by Cheng Guang.
Simply by observing Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang’s facial and emotional changes, Cheng Guang knew that Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang must have learned of Ning Qianxue’s past life identity.
Even with this knowledge,
it had no effect on Cheng Guang.
If it weren’t for the fact that Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang still had some utility,
to Cheng Guang, a moderately useful assistant,
Cheng Guang might have wished to have Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha kill him outright.
Unable to be subdued,
if he also could not demonstrate much utility,
then having him around was simply an eyesore.
At this thought, Cheng Guang’s gaze toward Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang carried a hint of murderous intent.
Cheng Guang did not look at Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang for long before noticing a new development in the direction of the Great Tang Chang’an City, and thus shifted his focus from Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang to the distant Great Tang Chang’an City.
The commotion of the fight between Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha with the Great Tang Emperor continued.
Felt under Cheng Guang’s gaze, Dongfang Chiguo Tianwang felt a chill that seemed to penetrate his bones with just one glance, rising from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
He shivered uncontrollably, his teeth chattering.
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Great Tang Chang’an City.
The ruckus of the battle between Guangyin Buddha, Cleansing Thought Buddha, and the Great Tang Emperor began to subside.
Among the ruins of Yangxin Hall, covered in dust, lay the Great Tang Emperor in X-shape on the ground, dressed in Dark Attire.
His hair in disarray, his eyes carrying a tinge of bloodshot.
His aura fluctuated continuously, unstable and uneven.
The Great Tang Emperor gasped for air, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He couldn’t bring himself to believe that he hadn’t even been able to withstand the combined might of Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha for the time it took to drink a cup of tea!!
How could this be?
Even if Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha were particularly strong before, after such a long lapse of time, their strength should’ve declined, if not reduced to almost nothing, at least by a thousandth.
The Great Tang Emperor believed that he had been very lucky.
His awakening came earlier than expected.
At least by the time of his awakening, the Four Directions Mortal World still had hardly any Sky-Men.
He had made preparations early, gathering a large number of mortals from the Four Directions Mortal World, providing resources and means for them to grow rapidly.
Though these resources and means were somewhat peculiar, now that the Great Dao is about to restart, all peculiarities will likely vanish.
The harm caused by these peculiarities is far less significant than the benefits.
Hence, the Great Tang Emperor did not concern himself with these minor losses.
As long as he could quickly accumulate power for Datang, any sacrifice was worthwhile.
Just when the Great Tang Emperor thought he had gained an early advantage, capable of competing with the Celestial Gods and the Western Buddhas for supremacy,
But now,
the Great Tang Emperor felt that he was wrong.
Not just wrong.
But egregiously so.
Even though he had been well prepared.
He was still helpless.
“Why?”
“Why?”
“Why has it come to this?”
Exhausted, the Great Tang Emperor lay in the ruins, looking up at the vast sky, he only wanted to ask, why am I treated so unfairly.
His life was dedicated to the Great Tang.
He wanted to prove to those high above Immortals and Deities, to the Buddhas, that the mortal world was not theirs to manipulate at will.
He wanted to ask Master Xuanzang, who once undertook a pilgrimage for the Great Tang, where justice lay.
He desired to question on behalf of the citizens of the Great Tang, where lay the mandate of Heaven.
But now…
The Great Tang Emperor admitted his own defeat.
He felt that after losing to Guangyin Buddha and Cleansing Thought Buddha, there was no longer any hope for him to turn the tide.
The Great Tang Chang’an City had been taken away by others.
“I… am not reconciled…”
“I…”
“I am not!”
The Emperor coughed continuously, speaking with a hoarse voice.
As the Great Tang Emperor spoke, two shadowy figures suddenly appeared beside him.
“He’s not dead yet.”
“Indeed, his strength is genuinely formidable. If he weren’t merely a mortal without any proper inheritance, it’s us who would likely end up collapsed here.”
