Chapter 737: The Uprising
Chapter 737: The Uprising
"Finally..."
As the illusory words in his vision gradually dissipated, Lin Yuan gently closed his eyes.
Over the past fifty years, Lin Yuan had tried various methods to assassinate the Dafeng Emperor.
Assassination.
Poisoning.
Entrapment.
And so on...
But the success rate wasn't very high.
Out of ten future timelines, only three or four ended with the successful assassination of the Dafeng Emperor.
Once the first attempt failed, the chances of succeeding with the same method would plummet in subsequent attempts.
This time, however, Lin Yuan had accumulated overwhelming power over seventy years, restraining nearly all the forces of the Dafeng Dynasty.
Then, he infiltrated the Imperial Palace alone and successfully assassinated the Dafeng Emperor.
From start to finish, it was almost seamless.
There were no variables during the process.
"Let's continue watching."
Lin Yuan focused his thoughts.
He tried to observe the future timelines again.
[You have killed the Dafeng Emperor.]
[You have killed the Dafeng Emperor.]
[You have killed the Dafeng Emperor.]
After viewing dozens of future timelines in a row, the probability of breaking into the Imperial Palace and killing the Dafeng Emperor was almost a hundred percent.
This was the advantage of overwhelming strength.
If Lin Yuan were alone, without any external assistance, it wouldn't be impossible to kill the Dafeng Emperor, but there would definitely be many variables.
No matter how well he planned or calculated, it would be useless.
The variables would always exist.
"However..."
Lin Yuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
In the dozens of future timelines he had just observed, after he killed the Dafeng Emperor, the time loop in this world didn't end.
He still reached the end of his natural lifespan.
"Is it because the future seen through the Runic Path can't truly break through this time loop world, or is there another reason?"
Lin Yuan fell into a brief contemplation.
But soon, his gaze turned to the outside world.
At this moment, in Black Gale Fort, there was a turbulent fluctuation of psychic power.
As the place where Lin Yuan rose to power, Black Gale Fort naturally had many backup plans in place.
However, Lin Yuan had withdrawn most of the Daoist Grandmasters from Black Gale Fort to lure the Town Dao Division's leader.
Now, there were only seven or eight Daoist Grandmasters left in Black Gale Fort.
If there were too many Daoist Grandmasters, exceeding the limit that the Town Dao Division's leader could handle, he would definitely turn and leave without hesitation if he sensed anything.
As for hiding the numerous Daoist Grandmasters?
The other Daoist Grandmasters didn't possess Lin Yuan's ability to perfectly conceal their auras.
This wasn't an issue of Daoist Secret Arts, but of their complete control over themselves.
Moreover, Lin Yuan alone could handle two or three dozen Daoist Grandmasters.
He didn't need others to share the burden.
Black Gale Fort was not comparable to the Imperial Palace.
There was no geographical advantage.
With Lin Yuan's strength after seventy years of arduous cultivation, he could sweep through all Daoist Grandmasters.
In the future timelines he had observed, Lin Yuan's death in the capital and the Imperial Palace was not due to being overwhelmed by superior strength, but rather from being exhausted in terms of physical strength, energy, and psychic power.
In this time loop world, everyone was mortal, and even the slightly extraordinary psychic power was rooted in the mortal body.
A weak mortal body couldn't nurture an endless supply of psychic power.
Even someone as powerful as Lin Yuan could succumb to exhaustion and die.
This was also the reason why Lin Yuan had devoted a significant portion of his energy to cultivating his subordinates over the past few decades.
Lin Yuan speculated that this might be a test from the time loop.
In the past, Lin Yuan had always pushed through everything, and even when he relied on his forces, it was only temporary, ultimately relying on his absolute strength to suppress all enemies.
However, in this time loop world, if he didn't cultivate a powerful enough force, he wouldn't even get a chance to meet the Dafeng Emperor, let alone kill him.
"Now that the fish is on the hook, it's time to reel it in."
Lin Yuan stood up, and at this moment, through his perception, the twenty-plus Daoist Grandmasters of the Town Dao Division were engaged in a fierce battle with the seven or eight Daoist Grandmasters left in Black Gale Fort.
In Black Gale Fort, the auras of the Daoist Grandmaster level clashed.
"Good, good, good! You rebels, how dare the likes of Black Gale Fort hide eight Daoist Grandmasters?" The leader of the Town Dao Division was both shocked and furious. Although he had known that Black Gale Fort was unfathomable and its leader possessed the strength of a Daoist Grandmaster, he was still surprised to find eight unknown Daoist Grandmasters there.
The Town Dao Division oversaw the entire Dafeng, yet eight unknown Daoist Grandmasters had emerged right under his nose?
It should be known that the strength of a Daoist Grandmaster was extremely rare, and aside from the official Grandmasters, there were only forty or fifty Grandmasters in Dafeng.
These forty or fifty Grandmasters were scattered across the ninety-eight states.
Yet, a mere Black Gale Fort had eight Daoist Grandmasters?
"Quickly, form the formation!" The leader of the Town Dao Division glanced at the other twenty-two Daoist Grandmasters.
The sudden appearance of eight Daoist Grandmasters shattered his expectations.
Although the headquarters of a force was its most important location, concentrating the strongest members, it wasn't the only place where the force's strongest members resided. There would be corresponding powerful members dispatched to other states to maintain control.
The fact that Black Gale Fort's leader had at least ten, or even close to twenty Daoist Grandmasters under his command, meant that a single force had gathered half of the Daoist Grandmasters outside the official ones, and they also had money and influence.
This realization sent a chill down the leader of the Town Dao Division's spine.
"Yes!"
The twenty-two Daoist Grandmasters exchanged glances.
Their psychic powers began to merge.
The so-called formation was an extremely powerful Daoist Secret Art mastered by Dafeng, which could merge the psychic powers of Daoist Grandmasters,
This Secret Art, while formidable, had high requirements for the participating Daoist Grandmasters.
It required extreme tacit understanding and coordination.
Only the Daoist Grandmasters cultivated by the Dafeng Dynasty could display such a Daoist Secret Art.
The current situation had the Director of the Imperial Dao Bureau on edge. He had already decided to end the battle swiftly, directly suppressing the eight Grandmasters within Black Gale Fort.
A loud clatter echoed.
An overwhelming psychic power swept across, enveloping the entire Black Gale Fort.
The eight struggling Daoist Grandmasters paled, and without hesitation, they began to retreat.
"Too late."
The Director's expression turned cold. Once the twenty-three Daoist Grandmasters formed their formation, the World Cage created by their psychic power would take shape instantly.
This essentially sealed the fate of the eight Daoist Grandmasters within Black Gale Fort.
Just as the Director was thinking about suppressing these eight Daoist Grandmasters and extracting more information from them, a sound of footsteps echoed.
"Thud—"
The footsteps were subtle, but they stirred ripples on the psychic level.
"Thud, thud, thud—"
The footsteps grew closer, each step landing on the psychic realm of the Director and the twenty-two other Daoist Grandmasters.
"Thud—"
The final footstep sounded.
The Director and the twenty-two other Daoist Grandmasters turned pale, retreating several steps in unison, causing the World Cage they had formed to collapse.
"This..."
The Director stared intently at the depths of Black Gale Fort.
A tall and slender figure slowly emerged.
The figure was a young man, exuding a majestic and profound aura.
"Lord."
The eight Daoist Grandmasters who had narrowly escaped death saw Lin Yuan and their faces lit up with joy. They immediately bowed and exclaimed, "Lord? You are the Lord of Black Gale Fort?"
The Director's expression grew somber.
Without even engaging in battle, the opponent had broken their Daoist Secret Art, which was jointly displayed by twenty-three Daoist Grandmasters, merely by using their footsteps.
This made the Director's heart tremble.
At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.
How could such a powerful Daoist Grandmaster leave such an obvious flaw?
"Run!"
The Director's figure suddenly retreated.
The other twenty-two Daoist Grandmasters seemed to share a mutual understanding and retreated in different directions as well.
The methods Lin Yuan had just displayed made the Director sense an immense crisis. He then realized that his coming here might have been part of the opponent's plan.
In this situation, he was essentially falling into their scheme and couldn't afford to linger.
"You're too late as well."
Lin Yuan smiled slightly.
A vast psychic power, like an ocean, surged forth. In an instant, the entire area, above and below, left and right, was filled with solid-like psychic power.
Including the Director, all twenty-three Daoist Grandmasters were captured like chicks and dropped before Lin Yuan.
"Soul Materialization? Soul Materialization on such a large scale? Monster, you're a monster!"
The Director's hopes were dashed. The more he understood the Daoist Grandmaster level, the more he realized the sheer incredulity of the psychic power Lin Yuan had just displayed.
As the Director in charge of all intelligence in Dafeng, he had access to the intelligence of the current dynasty, the previous one, and even the one before that. He knew that the ultimate pursuit of Daoist Grandmasters was Soul Materialization.
However, the vast majority of Daoist Grandmasters never reached this stage in their entire lives.
A small number of peak Daoist Grandmasters might be lucky enough to begin Soul Materialization, but even if they poured all their psychic power into it, they could only manage a range of a few meters.
But Lin Yuan?
If not for experiencing it himself, the Director would never have believed that a Daoist Grandmaster could achieve Soul Materialization to such an extent.
After dealing with the twenty-three Grandmasters of the Dafeng Dynasty, including the influential Director, Lin Yuan instructed the eight Grandmasters under his command and returned to the depths of Black Gale Fort.
This time, however, Lin Yuan didn't go to his secluded meditation chamber.
Instead, he went to another room.
Inside, an elderly man with white hair sat, his expression slightly anxious.
It was Uncle San.
Eighty years had passed.
This man, who had once desperately protected Lin Yuan from the imperial siege, was now nearly a hundred years old.
If not for Lin Yuan regularly using his psychic power to clear his blood and energy, Uncle San would have died of old age long ago.
One hundred and thirty years? Even for a Daoist Grandmaster, most wouldn't live that long.
Lin Yuan, on the other hand, remained eternally youthful because of his perfect control over his own energy and blood.
Even so, Lin Yuan estimated his maximum lifespan to be around one hundred and seventy-seven to one hundred and seventy-eight years.
Not including the eighteen years of his age at the time of his time travel.
In this time loop, Lin Yuan could live for a maximum of one hundred and fifty years, with a maximum lifespan of around one hundred and seventy-eight years.
"Young Master."
Upon seeing Lin Yuan enter, Uncle San immediately stood up, his face filled with worry. "What happened outside just now?"
"It's nothing. It's all resolved now," Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"That's good."
Uncle San heaved a sigh of relief.
Having lived this long, Uncle San had seen through everything.
His only hope now was to watch Lin Yuan continue on his path.
"Uncle San," Lin Yuan sat down beside him and said slowly, "What was the Red Lotus Sect trying to do back then?"
"Red Lotus Sect?"
Uncle San was slightly taken aback.
At this moment, the Red Lotus Sect was a distant memory for him.
"The Red Lotus Sect was the Sect Master's life's work. All he wanted was to overthrow the Dafeng Dynasty, but..."
Uncle San shook his head slightly. Over the years, he had learned many secrets about the Dafeng Dynasty and realized how laughable the Red Lotus Sect's ambitions had been.
"Hmm," Lin Yuan nodded.
He clapped his hands.
A figure hidden in the shadows stepped forward and knelt before Lin Yuan, "Lord."
Lin Yuan looked at Uncle San, "Then let's do as Uncle San suggests."
Then he glanced at the figure who had emerged from the shadows, "Begin the uprising."
(End of Chapter)
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