in the edge

Chapter 525: Sword of Evil Thoughts
Originally, according to the coyote's story, Emperor Dajing was a close friend of his.

But in Du Chengfeng's opinion, it was not the case at all. The coyote might have considered the Emperor Dajing as a friend, but the Emperor Dajing had never considered the coyote as a friend from the beginning - or in other words, the concept of friends did not exist at all in the education that the Emperor Dajing had received.

The emperor is lonely. This is the education that Emperor Dajing received. As an emperor, he is the supreme ruler and the master of the entire world.

This also means that other people are his servants, or at best his subjects.

When he first met Coyote, that behavior, which was considered to be quite loyal by Coyote and Du Chengfeng, could actually only be regarded as a kind of protection for toys - yes, toys, this was the instinctive thinking of Emperor Dajing when he was young. The so-called friend who was the same age as him but extremely daring was undoubtedly the most interesting toy in his eyes. After all, other toys still required him to adjust and fiddle with them, but this living toy did not even need to move, and it could bring him endless happiness.

In other words, like cats, dogs, and other interesting pets, but much smarter than pets.

After Emperor Dajing grew up, his pet became a more reliable servant. The fighting ability of his so-called friend was much stronger than those palace guards, and he was even willing to go through fire and water and do anything for him. So after his so-called friend made great achievements, he did not hesitate to make him a minister and let him become the pillar general of Dajing.

But he was just a general.

He could accept the fact that he allowed this so-called friend to be on an equal footing with him, to enjoy wealth and glory with him, and even to disregard etiquette and feast at the same table - or rather, he also enjoyed this feeling, the feeling of breaking through the constraints of etiquette.

However, just because he enjoys it, it doesn't mean that he really regards this so-called friend as the same person as himself.

He is the emperor. The emperor is lonely. He is the only one who can stand at the center of power and enjoy everything under the heaven. Of course, he is also generous. If anyone begs for it, he will reward it. However, what he has not given, others cannot take away.

But his so-called friend, his most promising minister, his most trusted servant... was actually so much stronger than him and could even live so much longer than him!
Why? He is the real emperor, isn't he? He is the master of the world, isn't he? Why does that kid have something that he doesn't have? Why can this kid live longer than him?
After he dies... No, we don't even have to wait until he dies. Right now, there is no one in the entire Dajing who can be a match for that young general. If the other party wants, can he really keep his country?
"No, it's impossible!"

The more he thought about it, the more tightly Emperor Dajing clenched his fists.

"I am the one who owns everything! I was born the Son of Heaven! This whole world belongs to me! It all belongs to me!"

So, driven by this idea, Emperor Dajing began to assassinate his former favorite generals.

Du Chengfeng, who was in the first person perspective, saw very clearly that Emperor Dajing had tried very hard to kill the general. He had used all the means he could, but he could not kill the still young general no matter what. Fortunately, the young general did not dare to show any rebellious intentions and was still acting as a qualified subject. However, this made Emperor Dajing's methods become more and more crazy.

"No, isn't this kid afraid of death?"

Du Chengfeng, who was in the first person perspective, was dumbfounded. He never expected that Emperor Dajing would be so mentally ill - he would take the initiative to attack his own trusted general. Even when he knew in his heart that he would definitely not be able to defeat the opponent, where did Emperor Dajing get the confidence to dare to attack again and again?

But Emperor Dajing was so confident. Perhaps it was because of the abnormal education he received since childhood, or perhaps it was because Emperor Dajing himself was not mentally normal. Anyway, no matter whether it was open or covert attacks, or poisoning or arson, the killing plan against the young general never stopped.

Until, the young general suddenly disappeared.

"Ah, this guy was picked up by the old man who was fishing."

When Emperor Dajing received the news, Du Chengfeng also sorted out the timeline - it was obvious that the young general at this time finally met the old man fishing and heard the theory of wolves and rabbits, so the young general simply stopped being a human being and followed the old man fishing to practice in heaven.

In the eyes of the young general, or later the coyote, since his best friend, the Emperor, was as weak as a rabbit to him, he would just leave on his own initiative.

Now that the dangerous wolves are gone, the rabbits should not be afraid anymore, right?
But what Du Chengfeng saw now was a completely different scene.

Emperor Dajing finally got what he wanted. The thorn in his side finally disappeared. After the disappearance of the most powerful general, Emperor Dajing finally took control of everything in the world again - but he did not feel any joy in his heart. Instead, it made him even more panicked.

"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"

Emperor Dajing roared at his secret guards.

"Where's the body? Where's the head? What's the point of just saying he's missing?"

Yes, this is what Emperor Dajing thought. He did not see the corpse, and he did not even see the head. This means that the young general is still alive, still alive somewhere in this world - but he does not know where he is, and he does not know where he is right now.

When and where will we meet next time?
Was it a battle between two armies on the border? Or was it a riot? Or was it just in this palace, like when they were young, with a knife on his neck.

Emperor Dajing knew exactly what he had done. If the young general really hated him and wanted to kill him...

"You know it too!"

Du Chengfeng, who felt the Emperor Dajing's thoughts, was choked and speechless for a long time.

He knew he would be retaliated against but still did it to his death. We can only say that Emperor Dajing is truly a genius. God knows what's going on in Emperor Dajing's brain. Can he really be an effective emperor with such judgment?
It seems that he can really do it well. After all, when the coyote had not yet run away, the Emperor Dajing still had absolute military power in his hands - as long as he still had absolute violence in his hands, the rest of the government affairs would naturally be handled by others, and no one could even say that he was wrong. All the civil and military officials in the court had to say that he was a wise monarch.

And now, the absolute violence left.

And for the first time, Emperor Dajing began to face the difficulties and fears that an emperor should face.

"... Wait a minute?"

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Although he had always been able to feel the experience carried on the weapon when sharpening it, this time seemed to be different from before - not only the experience itself, this time he could even feel the emotions of Emperor Dajing, and even those thoughts in his heart that had not yet been spoken.

"How is this going?"

Du Chengfeng was a little confused for a moment.

Could it be that his knife-sharpening skills had improved without him noticing?
Or is it because that strange sword was taken out by Emperor Dajing from his own brain?

"If that's the case, we may see the answer later."

With this in mind, Du Chengfeng continued to read.

There was actually nothing much to see in the following scenes. Most of the time, it was Emperor Dajing who was going crazy. After losing his strongest helper, Emperor Dajing finally showed his true level - and just as Du Chengfeng thought, this psychopath really did not have the ability to be an emperor. Not only did he fail to handle government affairs well, he couldn't even control his ministers.

Fortunately, all the ministers had obviously realized that the emperor was incompetent, so they allowed Emperor Dajing to die of old age.

After the coyote left, Emperor Dajing had not slept well for a single day and lived in fear every day. For him, dying a normal death was even a good thing.

But after people turned into corpses and lay in coffins, Emperor Dajing realized what it meant to be unable to rest in peace even after death.

Although his consciousness had completely faded and even his body had shown signs of rigor mortis, Emperor Dajing still regained consciousness and even heard a familiar voice.

"Ah this."

Du Chengfeng, who was in the first-person perspective, was speechless for a long time as he looked at the familiar scene in front of him.

If he remembered correctly, when Coyote was telling him about the difference between life and death, he had also demonstrated this scene to him. However, in Coyote's words, his best friend was unwilling to wake up because of guilt - but now, Du Chengfeng had already felt the true thoughts of Emperor Dajing.

This wasn't out of guilt at all; it was clearly a terrifying feeling that made one's scalp tingle.

Emperor Dajing was terrified, but he still had memories of his near-death experience. He was clearly already dead, and all these terrifying things should have been far away from him.

But he still heard the voice, and the fear still caught up with him... He even came back to life!

"What is this? What on earth is going on? What on earth is talking to me now?"

Emperor Dajing didn't dare to open his eyes no matter what. He didn't dare to open his eyes, didn't dare to see what was in front of him, and didn't dare to believe what he had encountered.

But after a brief moment of panic, what emerged in the heart of Emperor Dajing was boundless hatred.

After being awakened several times in succession, Emperor Dajing realized that this defeated general who was driven away by him in the past without a trace had now obtained a magic that could be called immortality and could even revive the dead. And judging from the voice, the cunning villain might have really achieved immortality.

And these are things that he, as an emperor, would never have.

"Why? I am the emperor! Why would I not have it? All this should belong to me! It belongs to me!"

Fear mixed with hatred made Emperor Dajing unwilling to open his eyes no matter what. Even if he would die if he continued like this, he didn't care at all.

Or, there is no need to care at all, because he has been dead for a long time anyway, and he has just been pulled back temporarily, but it is better to let him die.

At this moment, Emperor Dajing chose to embrace death.

"Ah this."

Du Chengfeng was so angry that he wanted to curse.

Emperor Dajing embraced death, but Du Chengfeng, who was in the first-person perspective, was completely numb - Emperor Dajing did not open his eyes, which meant that he could not see anything. And after Emperor Dajing died completely and all his senses were completely disabled, Du Chengfeng's five senses were almost blocked.

In the pitch darkness, Du Chengfeng was directly put in solitary confinement.

"Is this what death feels like?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Of course, it was impossible for him to breathe at the moment, but this kind of thing seemed to be able to only allow him to breathe - after experiencing death several times through the perspective of Emperor Dajing, Du Chengfeng suddenly discovered that death didn't seem to be a big deal.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my consciousness became dispersed, my five senses gradually became blurred, and soon I knew nothing.

Although everyone is very resistant to death, after experiencing it several times through Emperor Dajing's body, Du Chengfeng found that it didn't seem to be a big deal.

What is really troublesome is the process of death. When a person is dying, he will feel fear and sadness, and will desperately try to save his life out of the instinct for survival - but once he is really dead, he is just dead. The loss of consciousness and five senses will bring eternal peace.

At least Du Chengfeng is quite peaceful now. Since there is nothing to watch, he is so idle that he doesn't know what to do. "…Why don't you just stop watching it for now?"

When he improved the Dragon and Tiger Styles he had learned into the 386th version, no matter how good his mentality was, Du Chengfeng couldn't hold on after all.

It's not that death itself is too much for him to bear, but mainly because he really has nothing to do - the one who truly returned to death was Emperor Dajing, not him. His consciousness was not scattered, and now it seemed that he could only be autistic in this endless darkness where all five senses did not exist. This was really a waste of time.

Du Chengfeng wanted to apologize for his previous thoughts. He had underestimated death itself.

"So how about... huh?"

Just at this moment, Du Chengfeng's vision suddenly lit up.

It was not him who opened his eyes, but Emperor Dajing who opened his eyes. Emperor Dajing, who had been indulged in death for who knows how long, was resurrected again - but the one who resurrected Emperor Dajing this time was no longer his old friend.

What resurrected Emperor Dajing was a corpse, a corpse that could move freely.

The corpse was wearing a wide robe with big sleeves and moved as freely as a normal person. In addition, the gloomy environment with only a few pale ghost fires around made Emperor Dajing tremble with fear - in Emperor Dajing's opinion, he probably came to the underworld, and the corpse in front of him was the legendary Grim Reaper.

However, just when Emperor Dajing was about to reveal his identity and hoped that the other party would not eat him because he was the emperor, the corpse with half of its face rotten spoke.

"Do you want revenge?"

"……think!"

After a brief silence, Emperor Dajing nodded vigorously.

Although it was true that Emperor Dajing died of old age, he did have an enemy in his heart - the general who was only worthy of bowing to him, the servant who had served him for decades. If he had not been shown mercy when he was young, this daring pariah would have been torn to pieces long ago!
But now, that villain has acquired the means of an immortal, while he lost everything after his death!
"Just think about it."

The corpse with half of its face rotten couldn't help but nod repeatedly.

"Since you want revenge, I will give you this opportunity!"

"This……"

Emperor Dajing opened his mouth. He couldn't believe what he heard.

But after a brief silence, he finally lowered his head.

"But I can't do it."

Yes, this kind of thing is not something that can be solved by just thinking about it. When he was still the emperor, he had tried so many times, but the result was that he failed every time. The enemy was as strong as a monster, and he could not defeat him even if he tried his best.

Now he has been dead for who knows how long, and everything that came with the throne has disappeared. With nothing left, what can he use to fight that monster?
"What do you mean, nothing?"

After listening to Emperor Dajing's crying, the corpse with half of its face rotten began to laugh.

"Don't you still have hatred?"

"This……"

Emperor Dajing was stunned when he heard this. What did he mean by still having hatred? It was true that he hated that enemy, but what was the use of just hating him?
Can you kill that monster just by hating it?
How is it possible that...

"Puchi-"

At this moment, Emperor Dajing's right hand suddenly rose up uncontrollably and slammed into his temple.

A large amount of information poured into Emperor Dajing's mind. It was knowledge he had never heard of before, such as the stars in the sky, the caves, the powerful beings high in the sky, and even the three turbidities and three pures... A large amount of information poured into his mind, and it hurt so much that he just wanted to pull everything out of his mind.

He tried hard to pull out his right hand, and his right hand, which had been out of control, suddenly became movable again.

Then, his right hand pulled out a strange long sword from his head.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng's perspective began to change. His sight was no longer on Emperor Dajing's first-person perspective, but as the sword was pulled out, it gradually shifted to the brain sword.

"This is……"

Emperor Dajing stared at the long sword in his hand in a daze. He didn't even know whether he should call this twisted thing a sword. After all, this thing was more like a long and narrow strip of flesh and blood than a long sword.

But Emperor Dajing did not show any expression of fear.

Just because he could feel the power that the sword brought to him.

That is an absolute power that can make everything submit to it.

When he held the sword in his hand, he seemed to have returned to his previous life. He was still the natural supreme ruler, and everyone needed to worship him!
"now what?"

The corpse with half of its face rotten showed an ugly smile.

"Can you take revenge now?"

"can!"

Emperor Dajing clenched his sword tightly.

The sense of power brought by the long sword is far more terrifying than any magical power that can bring the dead back to life. It comes from the hatred and unwillingness of an emperor, and is an unmatched force!

At this moment, he not only had the confidence to kill that enemy, he even had the confidence to take back everything he had lost!
"Then take back everything you have!"

The corpse with half of its face rotten clapped its hands and laughed.

"Since you are so ambitious, I will just give you a ride and let you meet your enemy!"

"Thank you!"

Emperor Dajing bowed and then inserted the sword back into his head.

He was not going to expose the sword right away. He planned to deal with the traitor who dared to disobey him first. As for what he would use to deal with him, he would naturally use the skeleton soldiers around him - they were all former soldiers of Dajing. They had died on the battlefield or died of old age in the countryside. But the corpse with half of its face missing had summoned them all back to life for him to command.

These were originally his soldiers, so it was natural for him to command them with ease.

These tireless skeleton warriors rebuilt the capital of Dajing, a city of death. In this fatal trap, they would kill the traitor who was said to have become very powerful - facts also proved that the traitor was not that strong. The monster who was once invincible in his eyes was soon beaten to lose his mind.

"So this is the Three Turbidities... This is the power of the Immortal!"

Emperor Dajing was quite satisfied with his first attempt. He felt that he was no worse than the monster—no, he should be stronger than the monster! The monster couldn't even be a human, and even turned into a wolfdog. On the contrary, he had walked out of death! Before he showed up, the corpse soldiers under his command had already torn open the monster's psychological defenses and destroyed the monster's sanity!
He is the strongest one! He is the strongest one!

"You asked for this... huh?"

It was at this moment that Emperor Dajing suddenly looked into the distance.

"Why are there more experts coming?"

Thinking of this, Emperor Dajing once again sent out the vanguard and set up defenses.

Du Chengfeng soon saw his big face made of steel and iron on the screen.

"Ah this."

Du Chengfeng came back to his senses and suddenly felt that his face-pinching skills might need to be improved.

But in addition to this, he also obtained really important information while sharpening his knife this time - first of all, the identity of the enemy. At least he has confirmed that the corpse with half of the face rotten is his enemy. Although he still doesn't know who this powerful person is, this kind of thing doesn't matter. Anyway, he has a friendship with many powerful people, so it's always okay to ask a question.

At worst, he could just go and ask the Lord of Fire. That old man would most likely tell him.

The second thing was the strange method displayed by the corpse - he had seen weapons made of steel, and he had also seen weapons made of living people as sacrifices, but to use emotions mixed with flesh and blood to make weapons, and even to use this arrogant hatred to give the weapon itself strange abilities, this kind of method was something he had never heard of.

Or in other words, how could such a bullshit thing actually work?
"Maybe there's something else going on here that I don't understand."

However, Du Chengfeng no longer had the energy to understand the details of this matter, because there was a more important and more troublesome matter before him.

And this was the third piece of information he obtained from that memory.

"Emperor Dajing didn't go in through the hole in the sky. He drove directly over with his army of corpses!"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng quickly stood up, picked up his weapon and flew out.

Although in terms of the result, both of them broke in, but there is a world of difference between the two - if Emperor Dajing entered from the main gate of the cave like them, it would still be within the scope of his understanding.

But Emperor Dajing didn't bother at all. He just assembled his troops and started fighting right away.

This also means that there is another passage that leads directly into the coyote's cave.

On the other side of the passage are enemies.

(End of this chapter)