Thanks to My Enemy, I Become Immortal Emperor - Chapter 121

The Heaven Wrath Temple had already infiltrated Giant God City.

Moreover, they possessed a method to bypass the effects of God’s Resenment.

Nearly every member carried peculiar pearls that not only protected them from attacks by God’s Resenment but also allowed them to control it.

Currently, the Heaven Wrath Temple members were on high alert.

Their objective was clear: eliminate all who managed to enter Giant God City.

It was a cunning strategy, as those capable of entering the city were exceptional geniuses, one-in-a-thousand talents effectively screened by the secret realm itself. Anyone identified through this process could be ruthlessly targeted without restraint.

However, First Fury, leading the group, felt an unsettling unease while observing the swirling God’s Resenment above.

“Boss, what’s troubling you?” Second Fury asked, noticing First Fury’s concern.

As brothers who grew up together, Second Fury noticed that whenever First Fury displayed such a serious demeanor, it typically signaled impending trouble. Hence, his urgent inquiry.

First Fury cautiously scanned their surroundings before whispering, “For some reason, I have a foreboding feeling! Although, I can’t pinpoint exactly what it is.”

Second Fury scratched his head and responded, “Boss, you’re already nearing Half Step Divine Transformation. In Giant God City, most cultivators are at the Golden Core stage, with the highest being Nascent Soul. You are virtually invincible among them!”

First Fury shook his head. “This time feels different. It’s not just unease; there’s also a sense of dread.”

The sensation was peculiar, as if he were about to lose something significant.

Seeing First Fury’s concern, Second Fury suggested quietly, “When we entered, I captured someone. Rumor has it, this person gives remarkably accurate fortune readings. Should we ask him for insight?”

After a moment of consideration, First Fury nodded. “Alright, lead me to him.”

Jiang Wenjun’s recent life had been filled with bewilderment.

Initially, he was captured by Yama Palace’s forces, fearing for his very existence.

However, contrary to his expectations, not only did he survive, but his status within Yama Palace significantly improved. Apart from the two Yamas and the chief judge, his position as the Second Judge stood highest.

Just as his ancestor had foretold, the old man truly soared to unprecedented heights.

The cultivation resources at Yama Palace were abundant, and even his three ancestors became the palace’s top Ghost Generals.

Yet, this newfound power led to another round of beatings from his ancestral trio.

Their reasoning was simple:

Having been dead for over a thousand years, they found themselves unexpectedly thrust back into action, forced to charge into battle with their aged bones thanks to Jiang Wenjun’s misfortunes.

Feeling helpless, Jiang Wenjun could only assert that achieving such status was never his intention.

Most crucially, Yama Palace’s actions bordered on sheer madness.

If one were to call it demonic, its daily pursuits involved punishing evildoers and eliminating malefactors. Every person they killed was exceptionally wicked.

But if one deemed it a righteous sect, there was also cause for concern – they compelled him to predict who might pose a threat to the Yama Palace.

Once Jiang Wenjun identified a target through divination, Yama Palace would swiftly mobilize without hesitation, annihilating entire families and leaving no survivors. They even dug three feet deep, splitting worms in half.

Such brutality was beyond comprehension.

Thus, Jiang Wenjun desperately wanted to escape.

However, the members of Yama Palace seemed unconcerned about his potential flight. No matter what he did outside, they paid him no heed. Even when he insisted they not follow him, they obediently complied.

Yet, moments later…

He found himself captured and brought to this city-state filled with ghost masks overhead.

Jiang Wenjun hung his head and sighed deeply.

“If only I had stayed put at Yama Palace… Ah…”

The uncertainty of his fate now weighed heavily on Jiang Wenjun, filling him with immense regret.

“Creak~”

At that moment, the door to Jiang Wenjun’s room opened.

Terrified, he dared not move an inch.

First Fury looked at Jiang Wenjun, softening his tone slightly.

“Sir, there is no need for fear. Our intentions are not malicious. We have heard of your exceptional divination skills and wish to seek your guidance.”

“Divination?” Jiang Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief.

With a smile, he responded, “I may not excel in many areas, but my divination abilities are quite proficient.”

“What would you like to divine? Please tell me.”

First Fury nodded and expressed his concerns.

After performing his calculations, Jiang Wenjun was left utterly shaken.

The result indicated that the team led by these two individuals would suffer complete annihilation. Yet, their personal futures held boundless potential.

Complete annihilation and boundless potential—could such contrasting outcomes coexist?

Observing Jiang Wenjun’s fluctuating expressions, First Fury directly urged, “Old sir, please speak your mind without hesitation!”

Jiang Wenjun pondered but ultimately decided not to reveal the prediction of total annihilation.

“Hmm, based on the divination signs, it appears that both of you brothers are destined for rapid success and limitless prospects ahead!”

Second Fury momentarily froze, then his eyes lit up with excitement.

“Big brother, see what I told you? It’s fine! Listen, even the old seer says we have a bright future ahead!”

First Fury furrowed his brow, sensing that the old man seemed to withhold something. However, recalling that fortune-tellers typically don’t reveal too much of fate’s secrets, he dismissed the thought.

As they prepared to leave, reaching the doorway, First Fury suddenly frowned again.

“Something’s off. I feel like this fellow has more important information he hasn’t shared.”

He hastily turned back, but upon opening the room once more, he was taken aback.

“Where did he go?”

Second Fury peeked inside, his eyes widening involuntarily.

“I’ve heard fortune-tellers communicate with spirits; is this actually true?”

First Fury remained speechless.

Indeed, neither Liu Shunyi nor Zhao Gou seemed affected by this so-called “God’s Resenment.”

Liu Shunyi confidently entered Giant God City without any hindrance.

However, upon encountering Zhao Gou, Liu Shunyi was taken aback.

“Aren’t you concerned about that ‘God’s Resenment’?”

Zhao Gou smiled. “Ever since we started refining human souls together, I realized that if someone like you could manipulate divine souls directly, it would be disastrous for me. So during my spare time, I consumed numerous Divine Soul Pills to enhance my own soul strength.”

“In fact, I can say that for us at the Yama Palace, these ‘God’s Resenments’ are merely sustenance. To put it another way, any divine soul falls under our jurisdiction!”

Liu Shunyi hadn’t anticipated such an outcome.

His attention then shifted to the old man with dog-like legs following behind Zhao Gou, leaving him momentarily stunned.

“What is…this?”

Zhao Gou appeared somewhat helpless. “There’s no choice. I recently comprehended a new medical technique and conducted an experiment, but I feel it might be too unethical. Therefore, I cannot let him tarnish my reputation outside; hence, I plan to keep him within the Yama Palace.”