We Agreed You’d Just Play the Divine Son, So How Did You Become the Forbidden Zone Emperor? Chapter 40 : Chapter 40

Chapter 40. Using the Heavenly Illumination Mirror — Chu Feng’s Trump Card!

Among those heaven’s chosen who had died within the Royal Hunting Grounds was even a core direct descendant such as the Fifth Prince.

The re thought of it made one involuntarily draw in a sharp breath.

This generation of the Great Chu Dynasty could practically be described as severed!

Upon the dragon throne—

The Chu Emperor’s eyes flickered. Then he gave a faint sigh.

“What exactly happened inside the Royal Hunting Grounds?”

At once, everyone pricked up their ears. This was precisely what they wished to know.

Under normal circumstances, the demonic beasts within the Royal Hunting Grounds were absolutely not so powerful. Sothing abnormal must have occurred.

Elder Zhao slowly reported, “Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, it appears that there was a problem with the formation within the Royal Hunting Grounds.”

“As a result, those overwhelmingly powerful demonic beasts were not detected.”

“And thus, a great disaster was caused.”

Elder Zhao’s explanation caused many present to frown.

A problem with the formation?

Was it truly just a formation issue? Quite a few people showed doubtful expressions.

But upon further thought, Elder Zhao was an existence of terrifying depth. No one knew what realm he had reached.

They only knew that even the four Imperial Princes were deeply wary of him.

If he had detected it, perhaps that was indeed the truth.

Yet the more they listened, the more absurd it felt.

Who could have imagined that so many heaven’s chosen had fallen in this Heavenly Hunt Ceremony—

And the ultimate cause was rely a formation malfunction?

Because of a flaw in the formation, excessively powerful demonic beasts had lain in ambush, waiting for the heaven’s chosen to enter before unleashing a massacre akin to an asura field.

It was almost farcical!

At this mont, Prince Chenyuan spoke slowly.

“Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, if a formation problem has led to the deaths of so many heaven’s chosen, this matter is far from trivial.”

“So many talents have perished. Without a satisfactory explanation, I fear it will be difficult to appease the masses.”

Many great figures of the imperial clan wore expressions of extre anger.

Among the more than three hundred who had died were their own descendants.

Their pride and hope had been buried within.

“Your Majesty!” Soone stood up, his face dark with fury. “My son died within it. To whom should I seek justice?”

“My descendant was cultivated for more than a decade and had grown into a heaven’s chosen in his own right. Yet now he lies dead—simply because of a formation problem…”

“Your Majesty, how do you intend to handle this?”

Voices rose one after another, sharp and pressing.

Upon the dragon throne, the Chu Emperor said weakly, “Rest assured. As mbers of the imperial clan, you will be given an explanation.”

With only that sentence, those who had lost descendants were still dissatisfied, anger burning in their eyes.

At this mont, Elder Zhao stepped forward slowly.

“Everyone, His Majesty the Holy Emperor is currently in frail health. He understands your grief.”

“Have faith in His Majesty. He will provide a proper explanation—though it will require so ti.”

As he spoke, Elder Zhao stood at the center, and an incomparably terrifying aura spread from him.

Rumble…

In an instant, it blanketed the entire arena.

Everyone’s expression changed drastically. Those of weaker cultivation swayed, their faces pale.

The four Imperial Princes sensed that aura and their pupils contracted. They cast a deep glance at Elder Zhao and said no more.

Just then—

A sharp voice suddenly rang out.

“Your Majesty!”

The voice was piercing, instantly drawing every gaze. It ca from Consort Yun.

“Xinghe was your own flesh and blood. Do you not harbor even the slightest suspicion regarding his death?”

Her teeth were clenched, her eyes already red.

She had been waiting for this mont.

Chu Xinghe was her only child, cherished since birth.

And now he had perished within.

This ti, neither the Fourth Prince nor the Ninth Princess had died.

Consort Yun refused to believe that Chu Xinghe had been killed by demonic beasts!

Two other talents of comparable level had survived. Surely sothing else had occurred!

Within the arena, Chu Feng’s expression remained calm upon hearing this.

His hand moved slightly, brushing against the token engraved with the character “Yuan” at his chest.

Chu Xinghe’s death had been of his own making.

Had he not sought his own doom, he could have lived.

Nevertheless, as a precaution, Chu Feng kept the token close.

At a critical mont, it could preserve everything about him.

Upon the dragon throne, the Chu Emperor did not imdiately respond.

Consort Yun’s gaze shifted to Elder Zhao as she spoke, word by word:

“Elder Zhao, did you not even find my son’s corpse inside?”

Hearing this, Elder Zhao fell silent for a mont.

He had not found a body.

But he had discovered sothing else belonging to Chu Xinghe.

He spread his palm.

A bloodstained fragnt of a robe appeared.

The instant Consort Yun saw that fragnt, her pupils turned crimson.

Though it was only a small piece, she recognized it imdiately as Chu Xinghe’s robe.

At this mont, it felt as though her heart were bleeding.

Word by word, she said, “I request the use of the Heavenly Illumination Mirror.”

The mont those words fell—

The entire arena was shaken!

The Heavenly Illumination Mirror!

It was a clan-protecting sacred artifact of the Great Chu Dynasty, with an incomparably ancient inheritance.

Since the founding of the dynasty, it had been passed down through the ages.

The Heavenly Illumination Mirror was mysterious beyond asure. Only the Chu Emperor and a very few others possessed the authority to wield it.

No one knew its full capabilities.

But one ability was well known—

Based on a specific person or object, it could briefly reverse ti and space.

It could reveal a fragnt of that person or object’s past.

Of course, only a fragnt. The vision would not be complete.

Moreover, using the Heavenly Illumination Mirror consud half of the user’s lifespan.

Thus, though this national sacred artifact was terrifyingly powerful, no one dared use it lightly.

Half of one’s lifespan—what a dreadful price.

Even a Saint Realm expert ordinarily lived for ten thousand years.

Below the Saint Realm, lifespans were even shorter; every year was precious.

If Consort Yun were to use it, she would instantly lose half her lifespan, aging drastically in a mont.

Within the arena, a glint flashed through the eyes of the four Imperial Princes.

Consort Yun was unwilling to accept this.

She did not believe that Chu Xinghe had died at the hands of a demonic beast.

She wanted to see with her own eyes how he had truly died!

The Chu Emperor remained silent.

But Elder Zhao’s expression grew solemn.

“Your Highness Consort Yun, do you truly wish to use the Heavenly Illumination Mirror?”

“His Highness Xinghe has already passed. It is tragic. But the living should not cling too tightly to the dead. One must look forward.”

Consort Yun’s eyes were bloodshot. She could no longer hear reason. Staring at the Chu Emperor upon the dragon throne, she spoke each word clearly:

“Your Majesty, I request the use of the Heavenly Illumination Mirror!”

Elder Zhao said nothing further.

Upon the dragon throne, the Chu Emperor finally spoke.

“Granted.”

As his voice fell, he waved his hand.

At so unknown mont, an ancient, plain bronze mirror had appeared in his grasp.

At first glance, it seed utterly ordinary—no different from a simple dressing mirror in a common household.