Whoosh—
Sure enough, in an instant, the crowd that had been beating
After the people dispersed, panic was written all over many of their faces.
And upon closer inspection, those who hadn't witnessed the whole thing were struck with shock.
Zhao Yu lay on the ground, stripped of every stitch of clothing, stark naked, his face swollen and bruised, his entire body drenched in blood. He was already dead.
"How… how can this be? He's… he's just dead like that?"
Many of those who had struck Zhao Yu were terrified. They clearly hadn't hit him hard — and Zhao Yu was a sixth rank Martial Emperor, for heaven's sake. How could he have been beaten to death so easily?
Of course, they had no way of knowing that although Zhao Yu appeared outwardly unscathed, he was in reality severely injured to the point where even a first rank Martial Emperor's blow would have been unbearable for him, let alone the barrage he had received. Among those who had attacked him were third rank Martial Emperors, fourth rank Martial Emperors, fifth rank Martial Emperors, and even sixth rank Martial Emperors.
How could Zhao Yu have survived such a savage beating? It would have been strange if he hadn't died.
But at that moment,
Having Zhao Yu die in such a public manner, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, would not only absolve Chu Feng of any responsibility, but also sow seeds of enmity for the Heavenly Dao Palace. After all, the old monsters who had struck Zhao Yu beforehand were a force that could not be ignored.
They were formidable in their own right, and their lifespans were nearing their end. They weren't far from death anyway, so there was nothing they feared. And what kind of person was the most dangerous? A person who feared death the most.
"Who is it?! Who killed our Heavenly Dao Palace elder?!!"
At that moment, a Heavenly Dao Palace elder suddenly erupted with a furious shout. Regardless of anything else, Zhao Yu had been a presiding elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and having a presiding elder beaten to death was something they absolutely could not let slide.
However, Elder Yue Ling, the strongest among the Heavenly Dao Palace members present, said nothing. He was still harboring resentment over the insults Zhao Yu had directed at him earlier.
Of course… he had no idea that those words had not actually come from Zhao Yu's mouth — they had been Chu Feng's doing.
Had he known the truth, he would have been even angrier. But unfortunately, he would never learn it.
"Hmph, he was so greedy — eating over a thousand Peaches of Immortality all by himself. Even in death, he deserved it."
"Exactly. An ordinary person would die from eating just ten. He ate over a thousand. It would be a miracle if he didn't die. The way I see it, he wasn't beaten to death — he was poisoned by the Peaches of Immortality."
"That's right. Even if there were some map involved, no single person could eat over a thousand Peaches of Immortality. And everyone saw it — from the moment we laid eyes on Zhao Yu, he was arrogant and incoherent, completely out of his mind. He was already poisoned at that point; he just hadn't died yet."
In a flash, every person who had struck Zhao Yu began shirking responsibility, simply pinning his death on the fact that he had consumed over a thousand Peaches of Immortality.
And at that moment, the Heavenly Dao Palace found themselves with no good options. Nearly every powerful figure present had taken a hand in beating Zhao Yu. If they tried to hold anyone accountable, they'd never be able to get through them all — and they'd only end up offending them. There was really no reason to make so many old monsters their enemies over a dead man.
The Heavenly Dao Palace was completely at a loss.
"Serves him right — dead… dead and gone, good riddance,"