Chapter 114: Maple Forest Old Dreams
huang Kingdom couldn't afford such a price. It wasn't just the enormous losses that would be caused by internal strife, but also the potential for this conflict to spread or even ignite existing tensi...Song Qing is so rude!
Do you still remember how Song Qingyue bowed her head when Song Hengjiang died
Remember that proud young master of the Water Ministry, how he was reduced to begging and being controlled.
He's almost tamed this guy like a dog!
Given the achievements that Qingjiang Water Tribe has accumulated since its establishment, he followed Du Ruhui's advice and implemented Xu Tu's strategy on the Qingjiang Water Prefecture. He aimed to quietly and subtly gain control over the Qingjiang Water Tribe—
The whole plan can be finished within five years.
If it aligns with his next strategy to seize the Lan River, time can be advanced.
At that time, whether Song Qingyue was alive or dead wouldn't matter.
Who could have imagined before today that this celestial being, who lived for 1,296 years, would disappear even within these past five years
Du Yehu rebelled, and Song Qingyue rebelled.
Du Ruhui was hiding and dared not see anyone!
The great general, Huangfu Daming, has betrayed me as well
By now, Zhuang Gaoxian was no longer angry.
Human hearts are unpredictable, a lesson known since ancient times.
He had never trusted people.
When Du Ruhui first became his teacher, the first thing he taught him was: "The emperor should always be suspicious!"
So no matter what choices others make, he is not actually surprised.
His anger arose while he still had leisure. Nothing except the turmoil of state could truly shake his composure.
But the fact that national power is waning has already become a reality.
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He accepted all of this, and then came to face all of this.
The water of the Qingjiang River roared with endless insults, but Zhuang Gaoen simply drew his hand across the sky. It was as if he had grasped a cloth, wiping away all the thunderclouds. The night sky returned to its clarity, and countless stars twinkled like mysterious eyes, watching this arduous battle.
Song Qingyue is extremely cunning, hiding his true form in the Qingjiang Water Mansion and only using the power of the water veins to speak. This makes it impossible for anyone who wants to forcibly kill him and seize power. After all, those like Jiang Wang who have been chasing him this far wouldn't allow him to reach the Qingjiang Water Mansion unharmed.
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It's impossible to give up.
Although he shouldn't have held power over mountains and rivers, nor should his national strength have been reversed, causing his military strength to be unstable and his life threatened, it became increasingly difficult for him to cope with the siege.
But his life was never one of giving up.
To erase this storm cloud, is to erase Song Qingyue's right to speak.
Under his feet lay the lands of the Zhuang kingdom, and he represented the imperial orthodoxy. On this land, he did not believe himself to be alone!
Back then, Han Yin was cut off from his country's support on the battlefield and thus died in defeat. But he is different from Han Yin.
He received his formal enthronement by the Jade Emperor on Mount Yujing in the first year of the reign of Zhāng Lì Yǒng Tà (also known as the 3904th year of the Daoist calendar). This formally established him as the legitimate Heavenly Emperor recognized by the Taoist school.
In the year 18 of the Daoli Calendar, a crucial victory was achieved in the Battle of Zhuangyong. This year also saw the change of era to Da Ding.
By now, after six years of the reign of Emperor Dazheng in Zhuang State, the entire period has been blessed with favorable weather and abundant harvests. The people live peacefully and contentedly. Is this not the achievement of a wise king Is this not the result of enlightened governance
Counting with my fingers, it has been nineteen years since I ascended to the throne! If we count from the day I first grasped power, then it's even longer. And if we count from the day I sat upon this dragon throne, it goes far beyond that.
He was the most accomplished king in the history of the State of Zhuang, he brought the State of Zhuang to unprecedented heights.
If it were said that no one in the entire state of Zhuang supported him, all because of people like Jiang Wang and Du Yexi who were blinded by their own desires... He wouldn't believe it!
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Under the onslaught of attacks from Dragon's Light, Heavenly Emperor's Sword, and Longing for Each Other, he darted about, moving chaotically, defending himself with all his might. His movements demonstrated the true demeanor of a master swordsman. Seizing an opportunity, he then controlled his Qi with sound perception, shouting in a booming voice—
“By Imperial Decree, the great and noble Emperor bestows upon all under Heaven his blessings!”
The moment the first sentence came out, he realized that the voice wasn't coming from him.
Jiang Wang faced him without any reservations.
The jade-colored ear immortal, having transcended the ears of Guanyin, flew out with a radiant glow like an ethereal being! Taking his position in the highest heavens, he directly controls all sounds within a radius of three thousand zhang, ruling over everything within this world.
Those who have life but no legacy, do not reach their full potential!
Zhuang Gaoxian let out a cold snort. That slightly plump face, now surrounded by a clear aura, suddenly radiated majesty.
Behind, mountains and rivers appear strange, and all the people fall down.
All voices cried out, "Long live our Emperor, ten thousand years!"
The endless roar assaulted this world, he commanded the true power of the world, exceeding that of the Sound Hearers. He engaged in a clash with the Ear Immortals, his strength against theirs, breaking through the Sound Hearer's seal!
Therefore, it is called——
"There is a traitor in the country right now, who goes against morality and wants to assassinate the king!"
"Our nation, accumulated over three generations, with mountains and rivers spanning thousands of miles, is now lost in a single moment"
"This is unbearable! How can this be tolerated!"
"As a citizen of the state of Chuang, how can I possibly tolerate such a great evil!"
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“By my imperial decree—all righteous men throughout the land, rise up and aid the king! All subjects of this realm, heed my command!”
"The world should drum for me, and I will fight for the world. Now that I have reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth, I shall reorganize the rivers and mountains and once again save the nation."
“This is a critical juncture for the nation's survival, do not be reckless! Let us discuss and eliminate the traitors together!!!”
After all, he was the reigning emperor, the rightful Son of Heaven. His words inevitably spread throughout the State of Zhuang. Across a territory of four thousand li, his imperial decree resounded everywhere, shaking the land and never fading.
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The whole country is in an uproar!
The capital of the Zhuang kingdom is named "Xin'an", and Du Yexi leads the Jiujing Xuanjia Camp.
Even Du Ruhui's presence failed to stir a ripple. At this time, he remained silent.
This is the core of Zhuang Guo, the most crucial place. Controlling Xin'an City is like controlling a person's heart.
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And the Baili Qingjiang water system is complex, like a human's blood vessels. The Qingjiang water rebelled with its entire clan, so the blood does not flow and the body feels obstructed.
Zhuang Gaoxian was also left with no choice but to raise the slogan of "calling upon the emperor for aid".
Once the world calls upon him, rivers of blood will flow across the land. By opening up the "veins" and activating the "heart," he'll have a chance to break free from the shackles of national power, truly mobilizing the strength of this nation. He can even answer the call of the Dragon's veins, shatter the seal, and use the dragon's breath to obliterate the thief who usurped the dragon!
Even if we take a step back, the military-political system of the Zhuang Kingdom has already collapsed, and the local county soldiers and volunteer forces are not enough to connect the national power.
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As he said, “All the subjects under heaven should obey my command,” officials of all ranks in Zhuang State respected the Son of Heaven with their official power. The common people throughout Zhuang State all served the Son of Heaven with their hearts and minds.
He can still rally from the most fundamental level of this nation, thus vying for power!
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What is the meaning of a national system What is the meaning of so many ordinary people
For Zhuang Gaoxian, at this very moment, this is the answer!
But...
When he truly examined this world, he soberly realized that this matter was not so simple. Today's opponent clearly had a deep understanding of the national system, completely blocking the passes and seizing the nation's lifeline!
The four counties of the State of Zhuang were called "Hualin," "Daishan," "Qinghe," and "Yongchang."
Hualing County is the center of the Empire, where the Imperial Capital is located. It is influenced by Xincheng City. With all households in Xincheng City closed and the Baiyu Army obediently camped, how many capable individuals could emerge from Hualing County
Qinghe County need not be mentioned, for it is too deeply constrained by the Qingshui River. With thirty thousand aquatic warriors patrolling the river, most cities would tremble in fear. At this time, Qinghe City, the county seat of Qinghe County, has already fallen, and the county magistrate himself has become a prisoner at the feet of his captors.
Mount Taishan County is where Jiujing City is located. Zhuang Gaoxian knew very well what influence the Xuanjia soldiers of Mount Taishan had in Mount Taishan County. At this moment, those who were patrolling with swords in Xin'an City and suppressing him, the Zhuang clan's imperial authority, were mostly from Mount Taishan!
And Yongchang Commandery... this newly added commandery, obtained by taking land from Yong, at this time not being divided is already a blessing. Being able to give him, the Emperor of this Zhuangguo, support is also rare and precious.
The border army of Zhuang Nation was powerful, but the Yin Ge City Yong Nation army was eyeing it hungrily. How could Long Lock Pass let go Moreover, the border army was personally commanded by Grand General Huang Fu Duan Ming, who always followed Du Ruhui's lead...
Of course, the state of Zhuang was a county-level system. Apart from central officials, local city masters were also crucial.
For example, in the city of Sanshan, the plump young master heard this imperial decree and immediately donned his armor and sword, charging towards the City Lord's Mansion council hall.
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The esteemed Lord Mayor of Sanshan City was enjoying tea with the city's high-ranking officials, smiling and chatting amiably, as if unaware of anything amiss.
These pleasure-seeking adults!
"Mother!" Sun Xiaoyan shouted, waking up these uncles and aunts who were unconcerned with national affairs...and her mother: "The emperor has issued an imperial decree, calling for all subjects to contribute to the defense of the country! Let's quickly assemble our troops and horses—"
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Dou Yuemei, sitting at the head of the table, looked over in surprise and beckoned him closer. "What did you say Mother didn't hear clearly."
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Sun Xiaoyan strode forward, raising her voice, and prepared to say it again seriously: "Mother! I just said—"
Dou Yuemei slapped him on the forehead: "What are you eating Is it time to eat now that you want to eat You're just too full!"
Sun Xiaoyan was slapped and spun in place a few times.
He swayed his head and walked out of the meeting hall in a dizzy manner.
I feel so wronged, and I really miss my sister...
Lord Dou Yuemei's attitude as the Lord of Sanshan City is by no means an exception.
Because under Zhuang Gaixian's political ideology, Dou Yuemei's experience was not an exception!
Given the current state of affairs, with mountains and rivers displaced, the country in disarray, how could Xin'an City possibly allow Zhuang Gaoxian to use imperial power freely and manipulate the people
Following the imperial edict, another decree was issued from Xincheng, spreading across the land with the might of the nation—
"I, Li Jianqiu, following the orders left by Master Dong and entrusted by Prime Minister Du, wield the Seal of the State, commanding authority throughout the land!"
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"The ruler, Zhuang Gao, is devoid of virtue and acts contrary to righteousness. He destroys the maple forest to plunder true cinnabar, harming the common people to enrich himself, a fact known to all!"
The common people cannot be bullied, and the masses are not to be treated lightly.
"A foolish emperor desires to drain the land of blood, but the Ministry of Officials only wishes for peace and tranquility for all people!"
“The State Preceptor’s decree: To all counties and cities, remember your salary and rations are derived from the people's sweat and toil. Please take care of the common folk and treat them well. Immediately close your city gates and do not obey any unlawful orders. Our grand Liang country will surely purify itself from this demonic influence. The people should rest assured, enjoy a warm hearth with wine and wait for dawn!”
The balance of power between the monarch and the prime minister is an eternal topic in national systems.
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Whether ordinary people should listen to whom often depends on the influence of the monarch and his ministers.
Most of the time, of course, Jun was in front. But looking at the history of various countries and dynasties, there were also many prime ministers. Exactly what Du Ruhui controlled, the Ministry of Officials, had a profound influence on the State of Zhuang!
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Because during the years when Zhuang Gao Xian was alone in the deep palace, the entire country was held up by Du Ruhui alone. The Prime Minister's Office in Zhuang Guo was almost equivalent to the imperial court, and many times edicts came from the Prime Minister's Office.
The dean of Qinkǔ Academy, Zuóqiū Wú, once conducted an experiment—
The same group of students was divided into two groups, each presented with a different page from the same history book. Both pages posed the same question: "Those who agree, please stand up" on one page, and "Those who disagree, please stand up" on the other. The results were surprisingly divergent.
Zuo Qiu Wunai was a renowned historian and a famous Confucian scholar who specialized in the study of human nature. His research aimed to cultivate himself and also provided valuable insights for humanity to better understand itself.
People are born afraid of trouble, and of course even more afraid of danger.
The will of Master Zhuang is to make everyone in the world fight desperately. The decree from the Xiangfu residence is that everyone in the world should do nothing.
This makes people's choices, at an instinctual level, already have a bias.
Of course, the Zhuang clan has ruled this land for three generations, hundreds of years. Zhuang Gaoxian has also been the king for decades and was bestowed with the title by Yujing Mountain nineteen years ago. Naturally, Zhuang Gaoxian holds strong influence in this country.
It was only Jiujiang Xuanjia's revolt, the Qing River Navy raised its flags. Emperor Huangfu Duoming had already died, and the frontier army couldn't be easily moved, even if they were, it would be too late... Who could have such a destiny as him, leading troops through mountains and rivers
It's not that nobody wants to, but nobody can!
It was at this moment that Jiang Wang also spoke.
His voice was like thunder, rolling over the mountains and rivers of Zhuang Guo with a posture that shook the heavens. The golden gong sound of his external demonic Vajra echoed throughout the world!
"I am Jiang Wang."
He said so.
By now, he needs no introduction.
In any country in the world today, the two characters "Jiang Wang" are enough.
But in the state of Zhuang, this name was perhaps more wicked, more terrifying, and more powerful.
He said in a low voice, "My hatred for Zhuang Gaoxian runs deep as the sea. I must kill him today. Whoever dares to block my way is my enemy. Those who stand against me will never live to see another day!"
He only said this one sentence, and that was all he needed to say.
He wasn't just trying to intimidate the high officials of all ranks in Zhuang Guo, but also those who thought Zhuang Gaoen had investment potential and wanted to lend a helping hand or exert influence.
He made his hatred clear, displaying his resolve. Anyone who thinks his animosity toward Jiang Wang is insignificant, feel free to step onto this battlefield of life and death!
The moment these words were spoken, Zhuang Gaoxian clearly felt the surging tide of public opinion and goodwill towards him abruptly halt. The sheer force of the name Jiang Wang was astonishing!
The scattered wishes and opinions of the people were simply not enough to support his defiance against all those who hunted him.
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But he remained undeterred.
If they think this is the end of the war, they are greatly mistaken!
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The reason why the Zhuang state could stand firm in the west, and why Zhuang Gaoen could protect the country despite his lack of strength, was it because of Han Yin's kindness
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It all depends on Mount Yu!
The state of Zhuang has its own backing, it is a vassal state belonging to the Daoist Empire, a legitimate empire recorded in the Daoist scriptures.
He is listed in both the "Jade Purity Golden Scroll" and the "Yuan Shi Jade Scroll".
If something happens to him, Yujing Mountain won't be safe.
Yujing Mountain has invested so much in Zhuang Guo over the years; it couldn't possibly be without expecting a return.
Right within the borders of Jiachao Estate, there are golden pages from the Jade Purity Golden Scroll and jade pages from the Primordial Origin Jade Scroll!
These pursuers had a variety of tactics, and along the way they had cut off every possible channel he could think of.
But "Jade Purity Golden Scroll" and "Primordial Origin Jade Scroll", can the thief be killed for these
Zhuang Gaoxian raised his hand, palm pressing against the Emperor's sword, avoiding Wang Changji's gaze and preventing him from opening the soul battlefield. Then, with one hand, he formed a seal—
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Grand Master of Yujing Mountain Sect!
Though the opportunity to connect within ten years has been used up, now that the state of Zhuang is facing a crisis of survival, how can Yu Jing Mountain stand idly by
The seal is broken, the Qi of Jade Void goes berserk. He begs for the power of True Lord Zi Xu to descend, begging Mount Yu Jing to intervene and help him restore his mountain and river!
However, when he pushed the Qi of Jade Void to its limit, he still couldn't feel the Golden Page and Jade Page... it was as if they had never existed at all.
It wasted so much effort for nothing!
How can it not exist
Where did you go
Was it hidden by someone Or was it destroyed
...Du Ruhui...
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Then he thought of the name again.
This golden page and jade page, besides him, only Du Ruhui had the authority to mobilize. He only gave Du Ruhui such power!
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Such grace and honor, what has now been harvested
Are you seeking the truth, or something else
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What the heck!!!
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Zhuang Gaoxian received no response to his summons of the "Jade Purity Golden Record" and the "Primordial Origin Jade Record". The jade essence he summoned from Yu Xu was met with emptiness. But Zhuang Gaoxian himself was not empty.
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No one who besieged him would let him feel lonely.
That was a chaotic dance of light and shadow, a relentless onslaught!
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He stubbornly resisted the relentless onslaught, like an unending tide. But in this moment when he failed to contact the Golden Page and Jade Page—in this moment of loss—he was filled with a terrifying oppression!
Bang bang bang!
It's thunder!
Zhuango Gao Xian cautiously looked with the Kunlun's eye, seeing a lightning eye, rapidly rotating thunder pool appearing in Wang Changji's palm.
Not just one, but five.
Five thunder pools connect, and what falls down is a sea!
He had been avoiding Wang Changji's gaze, to prevent his primordial spirit from falling into another arduous battle, but in doing so, he failed to dodge this blow.
Because of his current position, it's a choice he would subconsciously make when trying to evade sight in the midst of chaos!
Wang Changji watched coldly, like a traveler passing through, and then struck with one blow.
He pressed this lightning sea onto Zhuang Gaoxian!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Zhuang Gaoxian raised his hand, a swirling vortex appearing in his palm. The skill of Returning to the Origin through Mixed Caves had been pushed to its limits by him... But with a series of sizzling sounds, it exploded instantly!
His Kunlun Eye widened momentarily, as if the heavens and earth were opening for the first time, with pure energy rising. His Jade Void Qi surged upwards into the sky—the will of the people! The bearing of an emperor! The Kunlun Eye! The Jade Void Qi!
Thus, the four come together, forming a brilliant and magnificent canopy.
It is a mountain and river umbrella!
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This is his trump card, a defense technique that integrates the Jade Emperor Mountain's secret teachings with the emperor's mystical arts. It has never been shown to anyone before.
The thunderclap struck the mountain-river umbrella, but it failed to harm Zhuang Gaoxian's core. It only sent him and his umbrella flying high into the heavens.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
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In the midst of booming thunder, he held a luxurious parasol aloft and descended with composure.
When his feet touched solid ground, he noticed that the place was desolate in a way that felt strangely familiar.
He couldn't help but glance up and saw a stone tablet—from this angle, he could only see the back of the tablet. But if he remembered correctly, the front of this tablet had an inscription written by him himself, and it was engraved by the Grand Master of Rites.
But none of that matters anymore...
There was an old man sitting by a stone tablet.
With its head drooping, it seemed extremely tired... and indeed, had permanently fallen asleep.
Not far away, there was another charred corpse lying on the ground, belonging to an insignificant person named “Lin Zhengren.”
Looking at the old man on the back of the stele.
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Even someone as cold and ruthless as Zhuang Gaoxian was stunned for a moment.
He was thinking of who really deserved to die...
It's already dead.
Within the Marquis' mansion, Li Jianqiu stood with his sword pointed at the seal of the Marquis.
Just outside the courtroom, on a nearby pillar, Fu Baosong was tied up tight. He sat leaning against the pillar, unable to move or speak.
In the grand hall, there were only the two of them, illuminated by a single dim oil lamp.
They are the two people that Duke Du Ruhui, the Grand Minister of the Great Zhou dynasty, valued most in recent years and poured his heart and soul into cultivating.
They all sat, just in different positions.
Li Jianqiu drew his sword, the sound breaking the silence. He used the tip of his sword to poke at the candle wick, and the room was instantly illuminated.
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Zhuang Gaoxian would be stunned, but Jiang Wang wouldn't.
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Du Ruhui's death was a good thing, but could he die alone
Closely pursuing, the Mountain River Umbrella surged forward. Jiang Wang once again activated his Sanjie form, aiming to capitalize on Zhuang Gao's emotional turmoil and deliver another devastating blow.
But Zhuang Gaoen instantly came to his senses and raised his hand, sending Jiang flying in the opposite direction.
At this time, Zhao Ruocheng and Wang Changji had fallen, but they still surrounded Zhuang Gaoxian in a tight circle, continuing to attack him relentlessly.
This time, Zhuang Gaoxian followed a path that went in the opposite direction from what he usually did and headed towards Jiang Wang!
He held a mountain-river umbrella, wore his ceremonial robes, and let his long hair flow freely.
He ran all this way, tried so many methods, was cut off from so many possibilities, and suddenly felt very tired!
And anger, born from weariness, welled up within him. He glared fixedly at Jiang Wang, jade-colored Kunlun eyes meeting fiery crimson ones of Gan Yang.
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"Why!"
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He angrily asked, “Why does God come to this world to die! Since he has endured for so many years, why not continue enduring!”
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He had been preparing for a confrontation after Jiang Wangdong's true form — if all his assassination methods failed before Jiang Wangdong's true form, then he would accept the challenge at the level of true form.
That confrontation should have happened decades later, even a few decades from now. Even if Jiang Wang could rival Li Yi, there should be at least three more years!
He had such a clear plan for the future, his grand ambitions within reach. The complete subjugation of the Qingjiang Water Tribe, the construction of the National Protective Array, the reorganization of domestic military and political forces, the third war against Yong Nation... He had made plans for every step, prepared for them all for a long time.
He moved between Yujing Mountain, Jing Guo, Yizhen Dao, and the Mohist school, calmly acquiring resources for his growth.
All along the way, he has always been a winner.
But why is Jiang Wang coming now
When everything is not yet fully formed, and all plans have only gone halfway！？
He was indeed caught off guard.
This is truly something one couldn't have predicted beforehand!
Jiang Wang held his sword, surrounded by phantoms of the Three Realms.
He has distributed his power to the extreme. This pursuit, until a crucial moment arrives, he will never easily activate his three realms state.
However, when faced with a true expert like Zhuang Gaoxian, one wouldn't even have the qualifications to confront him head-on without utilizing their full potential.
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After this long battle, he was barely holding on.
But there was no hint in his eyes.
He simply said: "When the previous generation's White Bone Saintess killed your grandmother, your grandfather endured it; when the White Bone Deity killed your father, your grandfather endured it; when an entire city of people was sacrificed to the cult, you endured it! You all think you are more important. I am different from you, I can't bear it anymore."
Zhuang Gaoxian didn't care at all about his arrangement for his grandfather. Zhuang Gaoxian wanted to ask, where was the difference
But Jiang Wang said again, "That day at the bottom of Qingjiang River, I knew you were there! You probably also know that I went there! But there are still many things you don't know!"
Zhuang Gaoxian's eyes changed. He let go of the opposing views, and as expected, he took large strides forward, rushing to Jiang Wang's side: "For example"
Jiang Wang felt Zhuang Gao Xian's anger, the enemy's attack made him focused, and the enemy's rage brought him joy!
His voice came out between his teeth, "If you knew your grandfather had actually been alive all these years, that he watched your father die and watched you get bullied, wouldn't you..."
He wields his sword to retaliate, facing Zhuang Gaoxian head-on!
“If you knew that the time to kill Dong Zhuo was found by your grandfather, he did it to lead me into darkness, to incite my killing intent, so that Du Ruhui would have no successor and couldn't see the truth. Don't tell me you can bear this”
“If you knew, it was I who killed Zhu Chengqian's final soul! He died at the bottom of the Qing River, before you arrived! Don't tell me you can still bear this!”
Is it true Is it false
Zhuang Gaoxian, a man so intelligent and yet so suspicious, could naturally find the answers in the history of Zhuang State.
The Emperor of the Zhuang Nation rose abruptly, his murderous intent surging with unrestrained fury. At last, he began to hate!
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But when Zhao Ru Cheng came charging with his sword, the emperor's sword cut down the emperor's spirit.
In a state of spiritual connection, the left hand moved with unparalleled skill, slipping through the gap. A single finger pointed forward, unleashing the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Immortal Finger!
"Dead!"
Zhuang Gao Xian turned the short crane and long goose, making Jiang Wang rebel against himself.
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He launched another earth-shattering punch.
With just a crisp crack, Zhao Ruicheng's finger bones were shattered!
The power of the crane's brevity and the duck's length is reversed in the depths of obscurity.
Jiang Wangzheng was advancing with his sword, using the path of "not mine, not my honor," when this sudden change occurred. His sword turned toward himself. It was a flash of blue light, bending and twisting dozens of times before he reversed its direction, pointing the blade at himself. Raising the Yanfu Sword Prison, he enveloped the sword within it, dissolving it instantly!
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The seemingly unsolvable problem of "crane short, duck long" has been cracked!
> Richard has already used it too many times today, and it's not fresh anymore!
He wielded the power of inversion.
In that instant, it was none other than Jiang Wang's sword technique that attacked Jiang Wang himself.
But Jiang Wang managed to catch it himself!
After catching it, he surged forward again, wielding the same sharp and unwavering swordsmanship to tell Zhuang Gaoxian a fact as clear as day —
“From this moment on, if you want the crane to be short and the duck to be long on me, there is only one way – let me kill you!”
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All techniques have a pattern, the reversal of life and death is what cannot be avoided.
But at that moment of life and death, did Zhuang Gaoxian have time to turn the crane short and the duck long, and dare he gamble!
Zhuang Gaoxian has the answer.
He suddenly punched, sending the Dragonlight Spears flying. He veered sharply, pushing Jiang Wang aside. Then he turned his body and landed before the Spirit Tablet, pressing his palm against it!
His terrifying power, unleashed, directly crushed Du Ruhui's corpse into a fine powder, which vanished with the slightest gust of wind. And that spirit tablet, now stripped bare, seemed to become his scepter.
He held on like that, propping himself up with the stele as a pillar. The terrifying power of his Qi radiated outward from him, repelling all enemies: "Past, present, future, I rule over mountains and rivers!"
“Over three centuries, the Great Estate has been built. The First Ancestor cleared a path through thorns and brambles; the Benevolent Emperor painstakingly cultivated it. Countless individuals marched forward bravely, countless souls sacrificed themselves for the mountains and rivers, finally forging today’s four thousand miles!”
"Heroes of all ages, unmatched warriors of the nation, do you remember!"
“I, the Son of Heaven, summon you all!”
Protect my homeland!
The Spirit Tablet beneath his palm instantly flared to life. It was a crimson glow, fierce and cruel, yet blazingly intense and powerful!
...But this is not all.
At this time, if someone flew to a very high place, they would be able to see, starting from Fenglin City, there are San Shan City, Shan Yang City, Qing Lan City, Jiu Jiang City...
In all the cities that have witnessed heroic sacrifices and the burial of innocents, there shines this light, and there stands this monument to the departed souls!
At first glance, it looks like a string of red lanterns lighting up the vast and boundless plains!
Under Zhuang Gao's hand, this plaque of living beings was also laid by him!
It's not just mourning, nor is it just acting. It's about fully utilizing the fall of Fenglin City to our advantage!
The old lord of Fenglin City once cried at the temple, saying: "So many people in the territory of Fenglin City, are they all going to be sacrificed in vain"
Zhuang Gaoxian gave the answer today——"Not a white sacrifice, there is still room for use after death!"
Yes, he is calling for the whole nation.
Calling upon the people of today, and even the spirits of those who have passed.
He called upon everyone, the living and the dead, to stand up and uphold his authority, that of Zhuang Gaoen, and continue contributing to the Zhuang dynasty. Contribute in life, contribute even in death.
He would use these Spirit Tablets, the souls of those who died for the Zhuang Nation throughout history, to once again forge a formidable national power, gathering his invincible strength!
"Excuse me," the voice said. "I only wanted to see... if there was anyone still alive."
After this courteous apology, the sound of a door opening rang out.
Even the Son of Heaven, who was revered by all spirits, was momentarily stunned and bowed his head—
The spirit tablet in his palm, like a door, was slowly pushed open!
The heaven and earth turn, and all things change.
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Everyone present was in a ruin.
The earth cracked open, the sky darkened, and all that remained were shattered walls and ruins, along with countless mounds of graves...
Jiang Wang was struck by lightning!
Zhao Ruocheng looked around in disbelief.
Even Wang Changji, who had always been cold and distant, lowered his eyes at this time.
This is...
This is the Fenglin City area, which has been separated from the world for many years!
Here is the gap between the world of the living and the underworld.
Yes.
Zhuang Gaoxian was the orthodox emperor of Zhuang Kingdom, the direct descendant of the Zhuang royal family who ruled this land for three hundred years.
He is calling for the present and history of this nation, he is calling for the people and the spirits. He summons all the Zhuang countrymen to fight for him!
... while hundreds of thousands of people in Fenglin City... were abandoned and forgotten by him...
They are also the people of the State of Zhuang.
They therefore came back.
They plunged into the chasm between Netherworld and the mortal realm, returning from endless torment to pay their respects to His Majesty the Emperor!
Can the emperor of Zhuang country face the people of Zhuang country
Zhuang Gao's heart skipped a beat as he realized with horror that the surge of spiritual energy flowing towards him had abruptly stopped, like a dam being breached. It was as if a chasm had opened between them!
"Where are we!" he shouted angrily.
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Of course, he knew the answer. After all, he had once competed for the White Bone True Elixir and cast a glance at it. But he didn't want that to be the answer; he hoped for a different one.
Having seen through the truth of the world, one sometimes even seeks falsehoods!
A sea of maple leaves separated them, burying his last chance.
A courtyard gate swung open, and a handsome young man in simple clothes stepped out. He carried a hoe on his shoulder and a scroll slanted across his waist...
Looking at these people in front of them, they were clearly also surprised.
But after a moment of surprise, there was more relief on her face.
He put down the hoe on his shoulder and also shut the courtyard gate.
"Big brother!" Zhao Ruocheng trembled.
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Jiang Wang stared at him, her lips trembling, unable to speak.
Ling He...
Ling He said with a smile, "That's great, you all have grown up."
"I don't know how long has passed At first, I remembered, but then I forgot..."
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He touched his rather pale face and smiled, "I look younger than all of you now, don't I"
“I'm getting ready to head out today. I want to see the town out west, just in case there are any people who haven't been buried... I think they all have been, but I always feel like I've forgotten something. Lately, my memory has been terrible. Well, I guess I'll go take a look today.”
He was rambling on, like he was just chatting casually.
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When Zhao Ruocheng was at the Chengdao Temple, he always found him annoying. Whenever it came to Ling He’s "chanting" time in the River of Spirits, he would find all sorts of excuses to slip away.
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Today, I'm reluctant to leave.
At this point, people realized that the graves covering their vision were not a natural occurrence but the work of someone.
Ling He, on this land, buries the people who lived on this land.
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He has been doing this all the time.
It has been five years and two months!
"Hello, is anyone there"
"Are there... any living people left"
For so many years...for so many days...he repeats the same question every day.
No one ever answered him.
He was very happy to see so many people today.
But among these people, there was also Zhuang Gaoxian in his official robes... He disliked him.
“Are you the emperor of our Zhuang Kingdom” he asked.
For some reason, despite the ordinary appearance of the man before him and the lack of any extraordinary power in his gaze, Zhuang Gao Xian felt inexplicably nervous being looked at by him.
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He had a kind of uneasiness, like when he was a child and hadn't memorized his book well and was caught by the master. "Your Majesty..."
"How dare you come see us again" Ling He asked.
Zhuang Gaoxian thought of the Spirit Tablet, and of the inscription he had written with his own hand. A sense of pity arose in his heart, and he even felt a genuine pang of grief: "At that time..."
“Do you know how many people died in Maple Forest City” Linghe asked again.
Zhuang Gaoxian was stunned for a moment.
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Of course, there's a household registry. There used to be records of how many people lived in the Maple Forest City domain. But now... those records have long been destroyed.
All people are dead.
What's the point of checking this
He found his lips a bit dry: “Three... four... hundreds of thousands”
"There were four hundred and seventy-eight thousand, six hundred and fifty-six people." Ling He said.
Zhuang Gaoxian was speechless.
How else could he respond
Ling He began to mutter incantations: "Now, we're here to collect a debt from you."
Zhuang Gao'en suddenly turned, a ferocious grin spreading across his face.
Boom boom boom!
A white wall suddenly rose up around him. Wall after wall, they came together to form a constantly shifting, ever-expanding maze!
If he rose, the stone wall would rise with him, as if it could reach to the end of the sky.
With a grand sweep of his sleeve, Zhuang Gaoxian brought down massive stretches of stone walls.
Beyond the stone wall, there are still stone walls. Within one's field of vision, it seems endless.
This is not the power of Linghe!
This is the entire Maple Forest City domain, these 478,656 people, five years and two months of pain and despair!
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Just as Jiang Wang's body became the Three Realms, he created the world with true essence.
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This abandoned city, nestled in the crevices of reality, has also evolved its own "truth" through a long struggle against pain.
This is a test.
Hate is the only truth.
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“This is the Stone Wall Labyrinth of Zhao Lang, the city guard captain of Fenglin City,” Ling He said slowly.
He stood atop the highest stone wall, his form rising with it. He looked down upon the Emperor of the country in the center of the maze, his hands moving swiftly to form seals. Finally, he brought his hands together before his lips, his index finger and middle finger meeting, while his thumb and pinky finger were clasped together. In the triangle formed by his middle and ring fingers, he opened his mouth and exhaled—
A breath transformed into a dragon's whirlwind, roaring as it pounced onto Zhuang Gaoxian!
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“This is a Blowing Dragon's Whirlwind, from the Fenglin City Daoist Academy and Qinghe County Daoist Academy, Wang Changxiang.”
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He raised his right hand and pointed it towards the sky.
A subtle swirl emanated from her palm, while the heavens churned violently. The tempestuous wind whipped like a lash, howling as it lashed out at Zhuang Gao's envy!
“This is the Nine Heavens Gale Wind of Lord Weiji, the lord of Maple Forest City. He died defending the city, and before his death he wanted to ask Dong'a, hoping to see the king.”
Ling He sprinted along the endless stone wall, his steps quickening with every stride. Amidst the howling wind, he gripped a blade in his hand. Long and straight, its cold edge gleamed like snow.
“The blade’s name is ‘Fast Snow,’” he said, swinging his sword down: “This is the blade of Wei Yan, a soldier from the Fenglin City Garrison!”
He launched a ferocious assault on the lofty, imposing Zhuang Gao Xian within this labyrinth of stone walls.
No, how could he be alone!
He represents the millions of people in the Fenglin City domain!
Every one of his blows was the roar of 478,656 people.
Not to mention thousands upon thousands of pounds, who in the world can bear it
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The emperor of Zhuang Kingdom is the lord of all people in Zhuang Kingdom.
When all the people embrace it, then it becomes an empire.
If he is covered by the people, then he is nothing.
The national character of the State of Chu had supported him in the past, but now it was restraining him.
A ruler should shoulder the aspirations of all people, and also bear...the grievances of all people!
Ling He's killing moves were relentless, covering the sky and the earth, forcing Zhuang Gao Xian to struggle desperately.
"This is Shen Nanqi..."
"This is Huang Ajian..."
"This is Xiao Tie Mian..."
A myriad of Dao arts and killing techniques, like a waterfall cascading down, surged forth. Those Dao arts and killing techniques, perhaps simple, perhaps complex, within this independent world formed by the Maple Forest domain, they represented the very power of this world.
Every move and gesture is in perfect harmony.
He even drew out a ruler from somewhere.
He slapped Zhuang Gaoxian hard across the face, sending him flying high.
“This is an old master from a nameless private school!”
Everyone was barred outside the stone wall maze. It was a long siege. It was the 478,656 people of the Maple Forest Territory against Xiang Zhuang's war!
When all the people rise up against you, are you still a ruler
When the deafening roars subsided, leaving only echoes, the stone walls of the labyrinth crumbled one by one.
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Zhuang Gaoxian, already bruised and swollen, staggered to his feet.
“Hehehe…” At this moment, he could no longer feel the weight of the nation. His imperial status was dissipating, his cultivation was waning, and he was a monarch truly stripped from his throne!
But he grinned wearily: “That won't kill me..."
Ling He landed a punch on his face: "This is... Ling He's fist!"
But this time, Zhuang Gaoxian only shook slightly. Then, with a kick to the chest, he sent Ling He flying!
Ling He's figure flew backwards in the air.
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He floated gently, like a wisp of smoke.
He looks very thin.
People were afraid to hug him, for fear of disintegrating him.
At this moment, he lowered his head and looked at Zhao Ruocheng: "Little Five, my fist is weak. You won't laugh at me, will you"
Zhao Rucheng shook his head.
Ling He said: "Xiao Wu, you shaved your head. It's so short, it makes me feel strange... Have you found yourself now"
Zhao Rucheng looked at him: "I want to find you."
"Foolish again. The second child is stubborn, the fourth greedy, and the fifth foolish. You all..." Ling He shook his head indulgently. Then he looked at Jiang Wang: "Several years ago, I seemed to sense you. Third child, I'm not sure if you've been here before."
"I've been here before," Jiang Wang said. "That time I went to kill Dong A."
Ling He nodded and pointed to his chest.
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His body grew increasingly ethereal, but his heart beat louder and clearer, a vibrant kaleidoscope of dazzling colors.
He said, "This records the regrets of everyone in the Maple Forest City domain. I buried them and recorded them. I am their proof of life."
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“You are to slay the king today. You are doing the right thing.”
"Don't be afraid."
If anyone in the world doubts you.
"Answer him with my heart."
Thus, it disappeared like smoke.
There was only a heart of ever-changing light, flying towards Jiang Wang.
And another scroll of scriptures fell, landing in the silent hands of King Changji.
What kind of immortal myths are there
That kind of legendary, instant understanding and transcendence wouldn't happen to someone as ordinary as Ling He.
The entire Fenglin City domain was destroyed.
The deathly aura of the underworld permeates everything.
When Fenglin City fell, he was just an ordinary disciple of the Dao Institute who had not yet opened his pulse.
>Having persisted until now, it's just a stubborn thought.
...is the resentment of the whole Maplewood City.
It was just a dream, shattered before Jiang Wang's eyes.
At that moment, a hand shot out suddenly, reaching for the heart.
Zhuang Gaoxian's hand!
He had a ferocious expression, wanting to erase the last vestiges of this Maple Forest City.
Longing spanned before him, Jiang Wang charging with both man and sword, pounced upon him!
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Within a tiny space, sword light falls like a waterfall, determining life and death!
"Die!" Zhuang Gao's temple hair was disheveled, his movements swift and unpredictable like a crane with short legs and long wings!
But I have already been pushed away, even the divine illusion dissipated.
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He struggled to steady himself.
But he was too weak!
First, he battled the human Han Xu, then repelled the numerous gods of Yong Nation, and later withstood the assassins of each Yan Luo from the Unnumbered Gate of Hell. Then, he encountered an encirclement on the Long River, being pushed back to Zhuang Country all the way from the Long River, even suffering backlash from the national fortune... And again, within the maze of Stone Walls, he was confined by Guogé and endured the impact of the resentment of 470,000 people in Fenglin City!
He was struck to the ground by a sword, landing amidst the ruins of Maplewood City. Beside him lay a fallen flag, with only half a character visible, vaguely resembling "Moon Gazing".
He forcibly mobilized his remaining strength, with a flip and a leap, he was struck down by a sword blow.
He lay on the ground, struggling to raise his head. He extended a hand already stained with blood, clawing his way forward among the rubble and debris.
"Jing Guo! The Six Friends of Jingtian!"
"You promised me. Now is the time of our agreement, why haven't you made your move yet!"
Jiang Wang caught up, grabbing his long hair with his left hand and pinning him down. With his right hand, he loosened his grip on the sword hilt, and as the blade fell, he closed his five fingers around the front of the blade!
Longing's edge was incredibly sharp, easily cutting through his finger.
But he seemed oblivious, gripping his sword like a dagger, and plunged it bloody deep into Zhuang Gaoxian's back!
Though Zhuang Gaoxian was exhausted, he still struggled forward.
"Yujing Mountain!"
Neither golden nor jade pages are visible, and he hasn't yet contacted Mount Yuqing.
"I am the legitimate heir apparent, the rightful emperor."
"You're watching me die."
“You are all watching me die!”
“True!” he shouted again!
But Yi Zhen Dao was absolutely impossible to make a move at this time, even in such a desperate situation, he clearly knew the answer.
I'm not willing to give up.
It's such a shame!
I have also done my best to get to where I am today...
He suddenly rolled over!
Jiang Wang pressed his face with her hand, smashing him back to the ground!
The front side pressed down, holding the long sigh of longing like a dagger, stabbing wildly at him!
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His blood and Zhuang Gaoxian's blood mingled together, it was impossible to tell whose was whose.
Plop plop plop!
Blood follows blood, crimson staining crimson.
"Hee hee hee..."
Zhuang Gaoxian breathed with difficulty.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Jiang Wang frantically stabbed.
Zhuang Gaoxian was choked by blood and coughed violently.
He suddenly braced himself!
Pressed again!
“Aiqing Jiang! I have a secret to tell you! A shocking secret!”
A grotesque, insane smile spread across his face as he spat blood and said, "The Master of Yizhen Dao—"
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