With a single order from the Dowager Consort, the servants rushed forward, blades drawn, aiming straight for Yuwen Jun’s head.
Yuwen Jun swiftly leapt into the air, while with one hand formed into a claw, he gouged out the blackened, rotting flesh from his chest.
Just as everyone was shocked, Yuwen Jun raised the Bailou in his hand, and a flash of silver suddenly appeared.
Everyone just felt a blur before their eyes and before they could react, they felt a chill at their throats. The surrounding furniture seemed to turn upside down, and then they lost consciousness.
The Dowager Consort watched as her followers were decapitated instantaneously, several heads even rolling to her feet.
She took two steps back in shock: "You... how could you..."
He had clearly been poisoned, and using inner strength would only accelerate the onset of poison, but now Yuwen Jun was able to kill several men in succession, only slightly pale-faced and showing no signs of distress.
She could hardly believe it: "The poison I used is lethal, you shouldn’t be unharmed."
Yuwen Jun’s lips curled into a smile, "Instead of worrying about whether I’ve been poisoned, you better worry about yourself."
With that said, his blade swung down once more.
This time, Dowager Consort Derong could no longer struggle; like those servants, her head fell to the ground amidst Yuwen Jun raising his knife.
Even until her death, the Dowager Consort couldn’t believe it. How could someone possibly survive the deadly Arsenic Trioxide?
Yuwen Jun looked at the bodies filling the room and finally began to feel his strength waning.
At this moment on his chest, a shriveled blood leech was rapidly swelling and growing.
Yuwen Jun endured the pain and dizziness, ensuring the leech had absorbed enough of the poisoned blood, before he roughly tore it off.
The violently detached leech opened its mouth in dissatisfaction, revealing a dense array of suckers inside. Those suckers even had beads of blood rolling out, creating a chilling and grim sight.
Yuwen Jun threw it into a porcelain bottle, then turned his attention to the despicable woman.
There are still a few more...
Before he left the Imperial Capital, he was determined to make them all die.
Yuwen Jun’s lips pursed as he sprinkled a large amount of Corpse-Dissolving Liquid. Accompanied by a stench, the bodies gradually vanished, leaving nothing behind.
Dowager Consort Derong’s death was just the beginning; tonight, the Imperial Palace was destined to descend into a human Purgatory.
Early this morning, all the Princes and Princesses should be leaving.
Bai Junjun had thought it was a happy farewell party, but upon arriving at the palace, she found that many Princesses had unpleasant expressions, even Yuwen Song looked extremely grim.
"What happened?" Bai Junjun approached Wenren Pingting keenly.
Just as Wenren Pingting was about to speak, the Eldest Prince suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at Yuwen Luanfei.
"If you don’t explain yourself, don’t blame me for being impolite!"
"Indeed, where has my Royal Mother gone."
"Where are they, exactly!"
"Yuwen Luanfei, don’t tell me you’re pretending to let them go while hiding them away!"
Hearing this, Bai Junjun didn’t need Wenren Pingting to explain any further, her face full of astonishment: "The other Dowager Consorts are also..."
Wenren Pingting nodded.
Bai Junjun looked at Yuwen Jun in astonishment; though he was as silent as usual, there was a hint of tiredness in his eyes.
Was this from staying up late and killing people until he was worn out?
This guy is crazy, did he annihilate all the Dowager Consorts?
Feeling Bai Junjun’s gaze, Yuwen Jun looked up and met her eyes, his gaze holding an indecipherable emotion.
Bai Junjun didn’t feel lovey-dovey; instead, she felt more like she was being stared at by a venomous snake. With him being this crazy, would he tie her up and take her away?
Thinking of this possibility, Bai Junjun shuddered involuntarily.