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Chapter 297: A Lone Warrior Among Millions, Successive Instant Kills (Part 1)
Chapter 297: A Lone Warrior Among Millions, Successive Instant Kills (9k Unity Chapter) (Part 1)
"This is the strongest here?"
"Weak, too weak."
"The Mortal World's Dao Law Realm, and this is the best you can do? The three Martial Dao Apices you've mastered were all achieved through the passage of time. You're nothing but an old fossil, ready to be buried."
"To cultivate to this level in such an energy-poor place, you must have some talent."
In mid-air, six figures stood, four men and two women, each a paragon of youth and beauty, like brilliant pearls radiating with a dazzling light.
They exuded an air of supreme genius and nonchalance, their eyes filled with supreme confidence. They conversed lightly, looking down on the old Daoist on the square.
The old Daoist was a True Person of the Qian Dao Palace, surnamed Qin. He was not a member of the Jiang Family but a young boy rescued from the ruins of a demon-infested wasteland by an ancestor of the Jiang Family thousands of years ago and raised to listen to the Dao and cultivate.
The once-young disciple was now an old man with white hair and a frail body, his days numbered.
If that Jiang Family ancestor were still alive, he would see that the boy who once laughed and played by his side, with a face as smooth as a peach, now bore deep wrinkles, like the bark of an ancient tree.
But his eyes still held a hint of the familiar youth.
Whether it was sweat or blood, it trickled down the edges of his cheeks.
Qin True Person breathed heavily, his sword planted in the ground to support his body.
His Daoist robes were tattered, his qi and blood dim, his face pale, but his eyes were fixed on the six figures in the air.
Those six youthful and spirited figures exuded confidence and arrogance, but compared to the countless geniuses he had seen, these six possessed an extremely terrifying power. They were not just geniuses but strong figures of the Dao Law Realm, just one step away from transcending and becoming saints!
Though that step was extremely distant and difficult, having blocked countless brilliant talents from achieving it, to reach this point was already a one-in-a-billion feat.
Was he about to lose?
Qin True Person's gaze was sharp, but his heart sank deeper and deeper.
Not long ago, he had told Emperor Yu that he would protect Dayu for another ten years, shielding the young man from the storms so he could grow and inherit his position.
But now, the sudden appearance of these six monsters behind the three Wasteland Deities had shattered all his hopes.
This was like an "accident", unpredictable.
A meteorite falls, destroying a city, and death comes unexpectedly.
The Great Yu Divine Dynasty, with its vast and profound foundation, had dozens of people in the Fourth Establishment Realm alone, all secretly managed by the imperial family!
Such a foundation could withstand any storm and turmoil. Even if dozens of meteorites fell, they could still hold their ground and would not be destroyed.
However, the six Dao Law Realm figures before him were like the sky collapsing for the Great Yu Divine Dynasty!
"Not bad, you've managed to withstand twenty of our attacks and still haven't died. You should try to hold on; there seem to be far more than twenty people here."
A stunningly beautiful woman covered her mouth and laughed lightly.
Her eyes were like shining stars, her brows like distant mountains, radiating endless charm. Her smile was like a peach blossom, but her words sent a chill through everyone's hearts.
Qin True Person took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly becoming even colder.
The qi power within his body was contracting and condensing, his meridians slowly tearing and melting, his entire body's meridians beginning to rupture.
He was preparing to sacrifice his Dao power for a final, desperate fight.
But just then, a figure suddenly darted forward, standing in front of him.
Dressed in a dark black imperial robe, the long tails of the robe trailing on the ground, a majestic dragon pattern winding around it, exuding a noble and dignified aura.
Qin True Person was momentarily stunned, his face changing as he looked up at the figure before him.
It was none other than Emperor Yu.
At that moment, Emperor Yu held a dragon-patterned imperial seal in his hand, his body towering, his eyes like torches that could see through the sun and the moon, fixing his gaze on the six figures in the air.
"This is the incense collected by my Jiang Family. You came here for this, didn't you? Give us a chance to live, and we will offer it to you. If you wish to establish a Dao tradition, the millions of commoners of Dayu are willing to pay tribute!"
Emperor Yu slowly raised his hand, holding the exquisitely noble imperial seal high, his voice low and dignified.
The lightning-fast attacks of these six Dao Law Realm figures, breaking through the Imperial City and the Imperial Palace, and defeating the True Person, were all unexpected changes that led him to make this choice.
"Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty..."
Hearing Emperor Yu's words, Xia Linglong, Li Muxiu, and other reinforcements who had been caught and restrained, all changed color.
Looking at the towering, dignified figure standing like a mountain, they felt a sense of tears welling up. This was a king whom millions bowed to, and now he was bowing his head.
Was this great divine dynasty, which had stood here for over three thousand years, finally coming to its end?
Qin True Person gazed at Emperor Yu's back, suddenly understanding that Emperor Yu had already seen that they had no hope.
Emperor Yu was also in the Enlightened Realm, though only at the True Person stage. He understood the implications of the six Dao Law Realms, let alone the demons standing by, who had yet to make their move.
Qin True Person's arm, gripping the sword hilt, trembled slightly, and he lowered his head.
After more than three thousand years of planning, to have it all snatched away like this—how could such hatred be endured?
The Ancestor was about to be resurrected, yet was destroyed in an instant—how could this be tolerated?!
The entire city was ravaged, and the commoners reduced to mere meat, like pigs and dogs—how could this be borne?!
But Emperor Yu was no ordinary man. He endured this humiliation, more painful than any public disgrace, not just because he had to, but because he had no choice.
As the emperor bowed and presented the jade seal, symbolizing the transfer of power over the Dayu Empire, everyone felt an indescribable sorrow and pain.
Those present were all powerful individuals, not fools. They understood that Emperor Yu's actions were to safeguard the Human Race, to preserve a glimmer of hope for the future.
But where was that hope to be found?
Qin True Person lowered his head, realizing that Emperor Yu must have placed all his hopes on that young man.
Fortunately, he hadn't come...
Thinking of the young man's potential and rapid growth, the sorrow and immense anger in his heart seemed to lessen somewhat.
Perhaps in just ten years, that young man could reclaim everything for them.
If so, the current suffering would seem less unbearable.
With this thought, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
But before he could fully relax, a cold voice rang out from above:
"This incense, I could just as easily take it by killing you. Everything here already belongs to us. Are you trying to make us distribute the spoils early, create conflict, and give you a chance to find an opportunity?"
The speaker was a young man in a yellow and white robe, exuding an aura of nobility and freedom, but with cold, calm eyes like a still lake.
He seemed to see through the mortal world emperor's thoughts.
Everyone was taken aback, their expressions changing.
Emperor Yu's eyes twitched, his heart sinking to the bottom.
Before he could speak in defense, the young man coldly snorted and said, "Do you dare manipulate imperial thoughts before me? Kneel!"
Words as Law, the Dao Law Rule enveloped Emperor Yu swiftly.
Emperor Yu's face changed, and his Great Dao Power erupted, revealing the aura of the Enlightened Realm.
A vast and transcendent power bloomed, attempting to resist the Dao Law, but it was as if an invisible hand had grasped his Dao Power, forcing it back into his body.
His eyes widened in anger, his dragon robe fluttering and tearing, his legs bending under the pressure, yet he resisted with all his might.
Muscles strained and tore, blood splattering.
"Your Majesty!"
"No!"
"I'll fight you to the death!"
Someone in the crowd, witnessing this, was both shocked and enraged, charging at the sky, unleashing their secret technique.
Bang!
The moment their body flew out, it exploded in mid-air, their divine soul flickering like a firework before extinguishing, as if snuffed out by a gentle touch.
At the same time, Qin True Person, his face contorted with rage, suddenly swung his sword, severing the Dao Law.
"Hmph, still resisting!"
The young man coldly snorted, his eyes flashing with golden light. Dao Law patterns swirled behind him, then suddenly suppressed.
Bang! Qin True Person coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body shaking, his injuries worsening.
Meanwhile, the Dao Law that had been severed from Emperor Yu was now met with a more powerful strike.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly sank and split, the earth trembling violently. A vast and oppressive aura enveloped him, forcing him to kneel, his dignity stripped away.
Emperor Yu understood that the young man was using this to instill fear and despair, to crush the will of the others, making them submit.
He could die, but not in such a disgraceful manner.
Boom!
His eyes blazed with fierce killing intent, his eyes bloodshot, his entire body radiating a crimson-golden glow, the Divine Power Ultimate Realm.
At the same moment, the Heaven-Earth Meridian condensed, drawing in vast energy to support him.
But the Dao Law was like divine might, irresistible, still forcing his body to kneel rapidly, all in the blink of an eye.
Spurt!
In an instant, blood splattered.
The ground shook violently, as if a mountain had fallen.
Emperor Yu's legs were severed at the knees, the remaining thighs slamming into the ground, standing firm.
In the moment of kneeling, he had severed his own legs. The Dao Law affected his body, but his posture remained upright.
Everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with despair and rage.
The young man's eyes narrowed, clearly not expecting Emperor Yu to choose to sever his own legs rather than kneel.
But could this defy his will?
"Since you won't kneel, then you will crawl!"
The young man spoke again, Words as Law.
Qin True Person roared to the heavens, charging forward with his sword.
"Don't spoil Master Mu's fun", the woman with the dazzling smile and captivating presence said, intercepting Qin True Person, preventing him from interfering.
Bang!
On the ground, Emperor Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body collapsing as if struck by a heavy hammer.
"Your Majesty..."
Seeing this, the crowd's eyes reddened with rage, their bodies trembling with indignation.
But no one dared to act rashly. The disparity was too great. They were like pigs in a slaughterhouse; those who had previously lashed out in anger couldn't even get close before they were killed.
"I heard you have a very monstrous little guy here. Why hasn't he shown up yet? Could it be that he's seen the writing on the wall and abandoned you all?"
Another young man with a half-mask asked with feigned interest.
The crowd's faces changed slightly, immediately recognizing who he was referring to.
Not long ago, General Haotian had slain the Buddhist Master, becoming a renowned figure across the land. He was currently the strongest existence in Dayu, second only to True Person Qin.
But he hadn't come.
Yet, they harbored no resentment.
Only a deep sense of despair.
Even if True Person Qin had been defeated, what could General Haotian do? He would only end up suffering and dying alongside them.
Thankfully, Li Hao didn't come... Li Muxiu, standing among the crowd, felt a slight relief.
He clenched his fist, which held the power of Near Invincibility, but it felt powerless before these six young men and women. In front of them, they were no different from moths.
Whether it was the Ultimate Mastery Realm or the Great Peace Dao Realm, none of it mattered in the face of the terrifying Word as Law power.
Even if they went mad with anger, they couldn't harm the others in the slightest.
Fortunately, although they were in a dire situation, Li Muxiu felt a weight lift from his heart when he saw Li Hao wasn't there. He knew that even if all these old men died here, there would still be hope in the future!
This was why, when someone had previously acted out of rage, he remained calm.
He secretly communicated with other acquaintances, urging them not to act rashly.
As long as they survived, they had to endure the humiliation.
Survival was the most important thing!
"Tian Gang, don't be impulsive. As long as Li Hao doesn't come, even if the dynasty falls, he will have time to avenge us in the future!"
Li Muxiu whispered.
Beside him, Li Tiangang and Li Fenghua were also present. They had immediately set out from Qingzhou upon receiving the Eight Directions Flag from the Imperial City.
No one dared to ignore the Eight Directions Flag from the Imperial City; it meant something significant had happened in the world!
"I know, I'm not a fool."
Li Tiangang replied, his eyes reflecting a complex mix of emotions. The dire situation before them was beyond his imagination, and even more unimaginable was the fact that their only hope in this crisis now rested on that child.
"Let's continue our little game, then."
"There's a prince and his concubine here, along with these reinforcements, quite a number of old folks, over eighty of them."
"You'll have to withstand eighty attacks from us before you die."
In mid-air, the woman with a smile that could charm the world spoke in a demonic tone.
As she spoke, she raised her hand and struck True Person Qin with a terrifying purple aura, tearing his back open to the bone.
...
...
In Yunzhou, at the Wang Family's Divine General Manor.
In the empty mountain, many people had gathered, including many of the Wang Family's younger generation.
Compared to the crisis in the distant Imperial City, they were more concerned about whether Chong Er, the True Self, could return alive from the Mourning River.
The situation in the Imperial City had already been left to the Clan Heads and other elders to handle—mobilizing troops, discussing strategies, and sending reinforcements. They could only wait for news here.
Before the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, someone repeatedly checked the Mourning River Register with their Gold Paper, flipping through the Merit Board. Each time they saw the name "Chong Er" still at the top, they felt a slight relief.
In the mountain hall, the crowd whispered, still in awe that Li Hao was actually Chong Er.
This revelation was too explosive. For the Wang Family's younger generation, their curiosity and admiration for Li Hao's General status were one thing, but the abilities of "Chong Er" were something that left the entire Wang Family in awe and admiration.
He had accomplished what the Wang Family had been unable to achieve for centuries, overshadowing even the most renowned Ancestors.
Even Wang Zhendong, whom they held in the highest regard, paled in comparison to this name.
"Young Miss, General Haotian is actually Chong Er! His Majesty said this is a feat worthy of being enshrined as a Divine General!"
In the crowd, a young maid exclaimed to the woman beside her.
Earlier, they had been discussing Chong Er, speculating who the Jianghu master might be. They never expected it to be that young man who had emerged from nowhere.
"Yes..."
The woman's eyes sparkled with a peculiar light as she recalled the scene when she had first met that young man, her cheeks flushing slightly.
"He's still alive and hasn't come out yet? Even the Hell-grade Mourning River couldn't deal with him?"
"By now, those two Mourning Rivers should have merged, right?"
Inside the hall, many young men were discussing, their eyes filled with amazement and curiosity, and more importantly, envy. That young man's brilliance was truly dazzling. If any of his numerous feats and accomplishments fell to them, it would be enough to earn them promotions and fame.
Just as everyone was whispering, a beam of Golden Light suddenly appeared before Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha.
The murmurs immediately ceased, and all eyes turned to that spot.
The void seemed to distort slightly, and a figure stepped out of it, revealing himself.
It was Li Hao.
The Mourning River challenge had ended, and Old Feng had pulled him aside for a chat. After their brief separation in the Great Wasteland Sky, Old Feng seemed to have a lot to say.
When the Qingzhen Mourning River was about to dissipate, Old Feng reluctantly agreed to meet Li Hao again before disappearing from the Mourning River, much like when Li Hao had first cleared the Fengshan Mourning River.
Unlike Ji Yunge from Dragon City Mourning River, who had returned with him, Old Feng disappeared on his own.
Although Li Hao was a bit puzzled, he didn't dwell on it and hurriedly left the Mourning River as well.
Fortunately, after Old Feng's Hell-grade Obsession dissipated, the Hell-grade Mourning River no longer extended its attack, giving him a chance to escape easily.
Now, as he emerged, Li Hao saw many figures waiting outside.
"Huatian Divine General!"
Among them was a high-ranking member of the Wang Family's Main Lineage who had accompanied Li Hao inside. Seeing Li Hao step out, he was both surprised and excited.
"That's great! You're really alive! That's wonderful!"
Li Hao was speechless. While he understood the man's feelings, the overly enthusiastic statement felt a bit strange.
I'm not a zombie...
(End of Chapter)
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