Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2843

Chapter 1356: The Art of Writing

The String of No Law, being the messenger of annihilation, unleashed a fierce counterattack on the verge of death, intending to drag everyone around him down with him.

Then he saw a pen, and with a casual stroke, a dazzling river appeared, flashing with countless scenes of national rise and fall, and the lives of heroes and generals.

This was the river of history!

His terrifying counterattack dissipated into the long river of history, no longer able to harm anyone in the present.

“Traces in History!” He recognized this as a divine skill of memory.

It was that guy!

Everything settled down. No matter how powerful the String of No Law was, under the corrosive power of death, he was left with only his last breath. He looked around at his surroundings, his expression somewhat bewildered.

He noticed that his beloved Hailanzhu had stood by without offering any help.

“Why?” He didn’t ask Zu’an; the other party was from the opposing camp, so it was understandable if she wanted to help.

Jiang Luofu was the goddess of order, and it was understandable that she hated him to the bone.

But why didn’t Hailanzhu help?

At this moment, the Little Demon Queen sighed softly, “Because I’ve always been Azu’s person.”

She then stood beside Zu’an.

Wulu Zhixian immediately spat out a large pool of blood from his mouth and nose: “Impossible! All those sweet moments you shared with me these past few days, were they all an act?”

Wulu Zhixian’s rage level increased by 999+999+999…

What could be more despairing than watching the woman you love willingly fall into another man’s arms?

The Little Demon Queen’s fingers twitched slightly, a five-colored light swirling around, emanating various sweet and sensual auras.

Wulu Zhixian, being worldly-wise, finally realized: “The power of pleasure and desire! So all those experiences were illusions! I hate it so much!!!”

He felt his life was coming to an end, but his face was contorted with rage: “You adulterous couple, even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!”

He then breathed his last, but he wasn’t panicked.

For a being as powerful as him, even if his physical body died, leaving only a ghost, he still possessed immense strength.

He also had several ways to resurrect himself, making these people regret ever being born.

At this moment, Zu’an sighed, “Unfortunately, you have no chance.”

The soul of the String of No Law had just left his body, wanting to return to the backup plan he had left behind. Protected by the power of annihilation, death was not the end for him.

However, he suddenly felt an extreme chill, a pressure from the deepest part of his soul.

“How is this possible!”

He couldn’t understand why he, clearly stronger than his opponent, was so afraid of him.

Moreover, this feeling only appeared after death, as if his existence or non-existence was entirely in Zu’an’s hands.

Zu’an remained calm. Having made his move, he wanted to eliminate any future trouble.

He opened the Netherworld Life and Death Ceremony, activating the authority of the Lord of the Netherworld, directly annihilating the powerful soul before him.

In life, it was one thing, but in death, they were defenseless before him.

“You are the inheritor of death…”

The String of No Law didn’t finish speaking; a powerful figure had thus fallen completely.

As the Kunpeng and Taotie unleashed their devouring abilities, Zu’an felt his strength rapidly surging.

It had to be said, the String of No Law was indeed a top-tier powerhouse.

Zu’an was somewhat dazed; he had unknowingly broken through to level 90 after slaying various powerful enemies and absorbing their power.

Actually, he hadn’t paid attention to his level for a long time, because he found that the level calculation method was difficult to correlate with the realm divisions of the myriad worlds.

This special level meant that his aura was perceived as weak by the powerful beings of various worlds, leading to misjudgments of his strength.

But what did his last sentence mean? Was he truly destined to be the inheritor of death?

He realized that he indeed possessed many things related to death, such as the Netherworld Life and Death Ceremony, the Emperor of Fengdu, and the poison in the dagger, which seemed to be the weapon of the God of Death.

“Azu, are you alright?” Little Demon Queen and Jiang Luofu rushed to his side; they had felt the terror of the String of No Law’s counterattack before its death.

“I’m fine. In fact, it’s all thanks to your cooperation.” Zu’an smiled and grasped the two women’s hands.

Previously at Prince Rui’s residence, the Conqueror King had explained to him in detail the cultivation and various abilities of the String of No Law, emphasizing that those who understand you best are often not your own, but your enemies.

Simultaneously, under the guise of official business, he transferred away the String of No Law’s trusted confidants, leaving him with unprecedentedly weak power.

Even so, all of this was inseparable from the cooperation of the Little Demon Queen and Jiang Luofu.

The Little Demon Queen used her powers of pleasure and desire to trap the String of No Law in an illusion, slowing his reactions considerably.

Jiang Luofu used her power of order to create a set of rules within the room most suitable for the three of them, most specifically targeting the String of No Law.

This allowed Zu’an to successfully deliver a fatal blow.

With their formidable enemy dead, Jiang Luofu’s expression lightened considerably. “Actually, I wasn’t much of a help. It was mainly the Little Demon Queen’s abilities that were so powerful; she managed to trap the mighty Envoy of Annihilation into an illusion.”

The Little Demon Queen’s face held a hint of sadness. “Although the God of Pleasure and Desire’s abilities are indeed formidable, if he doesn’t believe it in his heart, the effect will likely be greatly diminished.”

Jiang Luofu admired the Little Demon Queen’s skill in dealing with men, but praising her in this way seemed somewhat odd.

Zu An, however, noticed the Little Demon Queen’s thoughts. “Are you thinking about your special constitution again?”

The Little Demon Queen hummed in agreement. “My innate ‘Widow’s Holy Body’ is indeed cursed. Everyone who marries me will meet a tragic end. Zu An, please don’t have any formal relationship with me in the future.”

The old Demon Emperor suffered the same fate, and now the String of No Law was the same; even nominal marriages couldn’t escape a violent death. She was afraid of influencing Zu An.

Zu An embraced her, comforting her.

After a while, the two women in the room looked at Wulü Zhixian’s corpse with some worry: “What should we do next?”

After all, Wulü Zhixian still had a large number of loyal subordinates, and if things went wrong, several of them could easily be turned against them.

“That’s easy!” Zu’an smiled and revealed his pre-prepared plan.

Next, they disposed of Wulü Zhixian’s corpse, and then Zu’an used the Myriad Transformations Technique to impersonate Wulü Zhixian.

Then one day, in the world of Little Demon Queen, the identity of Empress Hailanzhu suddenly died of illness. “Huang Taiji” was extremely saddened by this, and coupled with the recurrence of hidden ailments from his past training, his health deteriorated significantly.

While chatting with members of the Annihilation faction, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed sadness and despondency, gradually instilling a premonition in everyone’s hearts.

Then, one night, his hidden illness suddenly flared up, and he died suddenly in the deep palace.

Throughout the entire process, he described it according to historical milestones using his abilities as a historian of time, so no one noticed anything amiss.

“Dorgon” never expected “Huang Taiji” to die like this, but he was still overjoyed.

However, he soon realized that his joy was premature; “Huang Taiji” still had many loyal subordinates, all supporting his son’s succession to power.

“Dorgon” decided to marry his “daughter” Zhao Xiaodie to Zu’an to completely win him over, hoping to help him obtain the power of the Divine Envoy.