Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2950

Chapter 1463 Impossible Death

“Zhang Jiao is currently in Guangzong City.” Xie Daoyun noticed his solemn expression. “What, are you worried someone might assassinate him?”

“I can’t rule out that possibility.” Zu An explained his concerns.

Xie Daoyun smiled slightly. “Zhang Jiao is an incarnation of the High Supreme Divine Firmament, and now he’s further strengthened by the Yellow Turban faith. While his strength might not have been invincible back then, it wouldn’t have been easy for someone to kill him. Moreover, he’s currently in the midst of a large army, surrounded by loyal Yellow Turban followers. I really can’t imagine what could possibly happen to him.”

“Why don’t we go into the city and take a look? We can discuss the future of the Yellow Turban army with him.” Princess Nihuang suggested. Ever since she heard Zu An mention the fate of the Yellow Turbans, she had had a sense of foreboding.

“Very well.” Xie Daoyun immediately took out a glowing talisman. “This is a teleportation talisman I left in Guangzong City.”

With the two armies facing each other, there were sealing formations everywhere, making spatial teleportation difficult for ordinary cultivators. However, Xie Daoyun was skilled with talismans, and since it was teleportation within the same camp, it was convenient.

The three of them quickly teleported to Guangzong City. Soon, a patrol noticed the spatial fluctuations and surrounded them. After recognizing Xie Daoyun and Princess Nihuang, they bowed and took their leave.

Xie Daoyun explained the layout of Guangzong County and the Yellow Turban Army’s strength to Zu An, while leading them to the city lord’s mansion. After Guangzong was captured, this became Zhang Jiao’s temporary residence.

“Greetings, Holy Maiden!”

“Greetings, General Di Gong!”

The guards along the way bowed upon seeing them.

“What is General Tian Gong doing now?” Xie Daoyun asked casually.

“The Great Teacher is receiving guests,” the guards replied.

Zu’an and his two companions exchanged glances, all sensing something was amiss. They were still seeing guests so late.

Princess Nihuang hurriedly asked, “Who is Brother seeing?”

The guards shook their heads, “We don’t know. The Great Teacher forbids anyone from approaching; we dare not ask further.”

Zu’an and his companions could no longer contain themselves and rushed towards Zhang Jiao’s study.

The other guards exchanged uneasy glances, a sense of unease spreading through the area.

Seeing the three approaching so quickly, the guards outside the study drew their weapons, ready to stop them, but then recognized them.

Although the Great Teacher forbade anyone from approaching, the Holy Maiden and General Di Gong were clearly exceptions, so they made way for them.

The three arrived in the courtyard and found the study door ajar, their hearts sinking.

Princess Nihuang hurriedly pushed open the door, “Elder…”

her voice trailing off.

Zu’an stepped forward and immediately understood the reason.

Most of the lights in the room had been extinguished, except for the oil lamp on the desk, which still cast a faint glow. In its dim light, an elderly man with disheveled hair sat quietly at his desk, dressed in a loose yellow robe inlaid with various intricate runes.

In his hand, he held a purple-tipped brush, the ink still damp on the handle, slowly dripping from the tip. He had only written half of the character “死” (death) in “苍天已死” (Heaven is dead).

He leaned back in his chair, his head slightly tilted to the left, his slightly gray hair falling over his shoulders, gently swaying in a wisp of wind that squeezed in through the window.

His eyes were not fully closed.

The lamplight illuminated half of his face, the other half hidden in shadow. The eye that was visible in the light was slightly open, its pupil cloudy like dusty glass, filled with a sense of resentment and regret.

The group of people were all experts, and naturally, they could tell that he was dead.

The guards who followed in at this moment saw this scene and exclaimed in alarm:

“The Great Teacher is dead!”

“An assassin!”

…

Princess Nihuang immediately reacted: “Silence!”

With her and the Holy Maiden present, the panicked guards quieted down.

Princess Nihuang quickly said: “Seal off the scene. No one is allowed to approach.”

“Furthermore, nothing seen here is to be revealed to anyone else. Violators will be punished according to military law!”

Zu An nodded secretly. With the imperial army outside, the Yellow Turban Army was already at a disadvantage. Once news of Zhang Jiao’s death spread, they would likely collapse.

After sealing off the news, Princess Nihuang began to question the guards about the identity of the person who had just arrived.

Surprisingly, none of them knew. It turned out that the guest was dressed in a black robe and cloak, obscuring his face. More importantly, he had Zhang Jiao’s orders, so they dared not examine him carefully and let him in.

The three closed the door and began to discuss the various pieces of information they had obtained.

“The entire Guangzong region is now filled with Yellow Turban believers, and there are various defensive and early warning formations. Outsiders can’t possibly infiltrate, and even if they did, the leader wouldn’t meet with him privately without any precautions,” Princess Nihuang analyzed. “Therefore, that mysterious guest must be someone from within the Yellow Turbans. The Yellow Turban army has a traitor, and one of high rank.”

The other two agreed with her judgment. Zhang Jiao was staunchly anti-court, so they ruled out him meeting with court officials privately; it could only be someone from within the Yellow Turbans.

Xie Daoyun said in a deep voice, “I’ve discovered that Zhang Jiao died of poisoning. But he was a character created based on the Supreme Divine Firmament, so theoretically, worldly poisons shouldn’t be able to harm him. But now, not only is he dead, but even the Supreme Divine Firmament has been contaminated.”

She had just removed the Supreme Divine Firmament from Zhang Jiao’s body, only to be horrified to find it tainted with some strange poison. What kind of poison could be so potent?

Zu An took the High-Ranking Divine Decree and sensed it for a moment. A familiar, chilling feeling emanated from it: “This is the aura of the Immortal Ancestor of Annihilation. He must have personally created the poison, then turned a high-ranking member of the Yellow Turbans against him, having him use it to poison Zhang Jiao during a private meeting.”

The group quickly pieced together the general truth of the matter.

They soon realized an even greater crisis was imminent, and sure enough, deafening battle cries erupted outside.

Princess Nihuang and Xie Daoyun’s expressions changed drastically. They had fought many battles in recent days, but never with such a commotion.

Soon, soldiers came to report that the imperial army outside the city had suddenly launched a general offensive,

and all the city gates were under attack. What shook the Yellow Turban army even more was that the soldiers were shouting that Zhang Jiao was dead. Most people initially didn’t believe it, as this wasn’t the first time the two sides had exchanged insults, but rumors began circulating in the city afterward, describing the circumstances of Zhang Jiao’s death in great detail.

The details were so realistic that it was impossible not to believe them.

Panic began to spread within the Yellow Turban army, morale plummeted throughout the city, and the fighting capacity of the Yellow Turban army rapidly declined. The entire Guangzong City could fall at any moment.

Zu An made a decisive decision: “This must be a traitor spreading rumors in the city. He will most likely try to open the city gates from the inside and outside. We must stop him in time.”

“Leave this to me!” Xie Daoyun was the Yellow Turban Holy Maiden, and she had personally established the city’s formations, so she naturally had the ability to monitor the movements of each city gate.

Zu An then looked at Princess Nihuang: “The Yellow Turban army outside the city must be supported in time.”

Princess Nihuang took the teleportation talisman Xie Daoyun had given her: “I will definitely bring them there, but now the army’s morale is in chaos, I’m afraid…”

“Leave this to me.” Zu An said as he walked out, and when he reached the door, he had already transformed into the appearance of Zhang Jiao.