Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Eternal Mirror of Torment

The Divine Emperor stood at the precipice of the underworld, his thoughts a mess. He was contemplating returning to the divine realm and finding out what happened that had shaken his core but he also needed to find that demon’s soul and question it.

Just as he decided to return to divine realm, three shadowy figures materialised before him, their forms like black wisps of smoke, embodying the relentless and mysterious nature of the underworld.

These dark figures, known as the Veiled Furies, exuded an aura of dread and mystique. Their presence commanded both respect and fear, for they were the enforcers of the Lord of the underworld’s will. When they spoke, their voices merged into an eerie echo that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. Yet, the Divine Emperor seemed more irritated than fearful.

"Your majesty, he is not here," the Veiled Furies intoned, their voices reverberating through the air like a haunting melody.

The Divine Emperor sneered, his eyes narrowing with disdain. "How could that demon not be here? After every crime he committed, he doesn’t have the right to go through reincarnation."

The Veiled Furies’ response was calm, almost indifferent. "Have you tried asking his successor where he put his father’s soul?"

The Divine Emperor’s eyes widened in surprise. He had not considered that Xiang Yu might have kept his father’s soul. What could he possibly want with it?

"Can we help His Majesty with anything else?" the Veiled Furies asked, their voices chilling in harmony.

"No," the Divine Emperor replied curtly. With that, the Veiled Furies vanished, their forms dissipating into the shadows from whence they came.

The Divine Emperor’s figure disappeared from the underworld, reappearing in Xiang Yu’s palace. The palace was a gloomy and black oriental structure, its architecture a testament to the dark power that resided within. He had stopped time in this world, and the servants in the palace were frozen in place as though trapped in an ice cap. _{freёwebnovel.com}

In his mind, the Divine Emperor called out to Xiang Yu. The young successor was in the trenches, sitting on a chair and chatting with Old Song. Xiang Yu’s demeanour was relaxed, a stark contrast to the tension in the Divine Emperor’s voice.

"I will go get some fresh air outside," Xiang Yu said to Old Song, rising from his seat.

Old Song nodded, his eyes twinkling with a knowing smile. "Go to the rooftop. The view is quite nice." Xiang Yu nodded before heading up the dim stairway.

As he made his way to the rooftop he responded to the Divine Emperor. "You finally show up," he replied inwardly, his tone steady. "How may I help you?"