In just fifty years, Ji Chang had grown frail and aged in prison. His eldest son, Bo Yikao, personally went to Chaoge to plead for mercy. Considering his status as a feudal lord, Di Xin ultimately ordered his release.
Seeing daylight again, Ji Chang raised his eyes to the sky and felt that the Star Sky was far dimmer than he remembered. To say he did not hate Di Xin would have been a lie.
Even in the Prehistoric Universe, how many fifty-year spans could a mortal have in one lifetime...
Bo Yikao helped him into the carriage and said quietly, "Father, strange things have been happening in Chaoge lately. Quite a few immortals from the Interception Sect have arrived, yet they all seem to be under the watch of the Imperial Guards. Even the cries of mourning among the people have been suppressed, though rumors say the Human Emperor has kept them here to discuss some grand plan."
Ji Chang's throat tightened. He abruptly looked up and realized with a thunderous shock that beneath the Star Sky, the entirety of Chaoge had become a city of blood!
He suddenly understood. Di Xin had cast an enormous net, drawing the immortals of the Interception Sect, the demons from every direction, and even the vital currents of feudal lords across the realm into Chaoge.
He gritted his teeth and suppressed the surging hatred in his heart, then patted Bo Yikao's hand. "Let us go. Return to Xi Qi. But remember, do not discuss Chaoge along the way. The skies of the Shang Dynasty are no longer something we can fathom."
The carriage wheels rolled over Chaoge's bluestone streets. With his back to that towering capital, Ji Chang thought that perhaps this was the final leg of his journey through life.
Seeing