The Anarchic Consort
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chapter-875
Chapter 875: The Insanity Of His Highness
As Baili Jia Jue clenched his fists, no one noticed that his action had actually caused the faint black fog to appear in various corners of the palace.
Those black fog seemed to be extremely afraid that they tried to shrink themselves into a ball. They had never seen the man being so enraged before, thus, they dared not utter a single word as they endured the pain in their chests. All they could do was to fix their gaze at Baili Jia Jue, contemplating in terror about the next thing he would possibly do.
As the mounts of Baili Jia Jue, Fire Qilin and Green Dragon could certainly feel this unprecedented sense of devastation.
They could not help but show their original form, hovering above the palace.As Fire Qilin sneaked a peek at the room, it could roughly guess what had happened – its expression changed abruptly!
It once thought that by the time the little master was born, the connection between Helian Wei Wei and this world would probably be cut off.
However, Fire Qilin never thought that it would be so uneasy until the incident had really occurred.
Within the dark atmosphere, Baili Jia Jue stood there frozen, taking no notice of the people around him who were shrieking.
He appeared as if he did not hear anything. Meanwhile, he pinched his finger until blood was oozing out.
A form of self-abuse he had never done before.
The midwives could not come to their senses of the real situation but deep down, they felt a sense of trepidation.At last, Baili Jia Jue made a move. He stretched out his bleeding hand to cover his face. A suppressed, twisted chuckle rang out from his throat.
“I’ve said that no one could ever take her away from me.”
The laugh that sounded too husky vanished along with his voice.
The marble stones under his feet were showing more visible cracks as he gave out his irresistible strength.
The whole palace then collapsed under such vibration!
The midwives were stunned until their faces turned deadly pale.
In the midst of dust, Baili Jia Jue who was dressed in a pure black robe, paced out holding the body of Helian Wei Wei in his hands. His eyes were different from usual as it was full of the color of blood like the red rubies with blood dripping, so incomparably attractive.
Large clusters of black feathers were falling from the sky, leaving people in astonishment for the only thing they could see was the writhing shadow of demons behind the man.
The shadows being influenced by their master swept across the entire palace with violence which could almost tear everything apart.
Such a wild surging power had never been seen or come into contact!
No one dared to act recklessly.
It was obvious that Baili Jia Jue had lost his mind at the moment.
No, instead of saying he lost his mind, one might as well say that he was more like himself than ever.
Without Helian Wei Wei, the one and only person he cared about, he had no qualms about the rest of the things.
Many individuals claimed that Baili Jia Jue’s tactics were extremely brutal.
To be honest, he had the patience to utilize these tactics in order to cover up his vicious bloodlust scent due to the presence of Helian Wei Wei previously.
Now that Helian Wei Wei was nowhere to be found, he could be bothered much to disguise himself any longer.
As for how scary the true self of Baili Jia Jue was, those who had experienced the battle between Gods and Buddhas with him would know it well enough.
At that time, everyone was in a great panic.
The master of the Hidden Spirit Temple stood by the river of blood as he recited Amitabha for once. He knew it better than anyone else that Baili Jia Jue was able to ruin the entire Capital if no one was stepping forward to stop him now.
“Your Highness!” Eunuch Sun cried out anxiously. His old countenance showed nothing but his fear and sorrow. “You’ll harm the Little Highness if you carry on with your action!”
Baili Jia Jue did not stop. As he realized the little brat was still clasping his leg when he lowered his head, he kicked him off and proceeded forward.
Upon witnessing this scene, Eunuch Sun was frightened out of his wits. How could a newborn baby withstand a kick as such?
He was in a hurry to walk over, only to find that the Little Highness was not only fine, but he was already hugging the Third Prince’s leg tightly again after being kicked just a moment ago.
Eunuch Sun was taken aback. This was his first time seeing a baby who was so resistant to beatings. On the other hand, he was the one who was unable to rise to his feet due to the atmosphere.
Baili Jia Jue did not care about the little burden wrapping around his leg.
His only thought in mind was to head to the Underworld.
Once a human soul disappeared, it could only be with the King of Hell.
As Baili Jia Jue tried to hold back his rage which was about to explode, he landed a punch at his feet!
The Earth’s surface trembled more than before.
The most scorching volcano appeared in the most stable place of all – the palace.
A tidal wave of demons emerged, countless crows soared up into the sky.
The ancient beasts rushed over, almost breaking the surface of the ground.
The initial flourishing city had a huge calamity falling upon it.
This resulted in the exorcists to experience extreme anxiety.
Within the Six Paths, those who were Gods or Buddhas knew very well that the mountain was no ordinary mountain. In fact, it was the Mount Buzhou of Hell!
Green Dragon and Fire Qilin sneaked a glance at each other. Without a moment of hesitation, they surged forward, tagging along behind the man.
They had a hunch that their King had indeed returned this time.
It was not only his strength but also his inhuman nature.
Other than Helian Wei Wei, everyone else was nothing to the King.
The legendary Underworld emerged in the human world just like that.
At first, there was a clear-cut boundary between the human world and the Underworld – the darkness and daylight.
People in the darkness would be able to catch sight of the actions and conversations of the people in the daylight.
However, people in the daylight were unable to spy on those in the darkness.
Indeed, some individuals did not even believe in the existence of reincarnation and ghosts.
Once they came across the reflection before their eyes, the entire Capital lapsed into chaos.
The so-called scenes which could only be imagined through the description of the books had seriously appeared right in front of their eyes.
Some ghosts were being whipped by the reapers, ready to be ground, while others were thrown into the oil pan to be completely fried. However, as they had to bear the consequences of their sins, hence they would have to remain in a loop, repeating the act of rising up and jumping in.
These scenes did not appear for long because the King of Hell who was responsible for the Underworld noticed that something was amiss very soon. With a wave of his long sleeve, his handsome face revealed an expression full of wild power, “What’s going on?”
“Your, your excellency, someone opened up the Underworld’s with a single punch,” the judge stammered.
The King of Hell struck the person away with his foot for he was too furious. “Of course, I am aware that the door of the Underworld broke open. I’m asking who this person is!”
Everything in the Underworld was caught sight by the human world. Although it was only about 10 seconds, it was already considered as a form of provocation for the King of Hell!
“Yes, yes, yes…” Before the judge could finish his sentence, a bang resounded in the air.
The wooden door of the eighteen layers of hell was kicked and turned into the waste residue.
In the midst of the sawdust drifting, Baili Jia Jue paced toward the King of Hell and uttered merely two mean words, “It’s me.”