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Chapter 863: The Auspicious Year of Jiazi, the World's Luck (Part 2)
Chapter 863: The Auspicious Year of Jiazi, the World's Luck (Part 2)
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For a moment, everyone was startled and delighted, except for Five Leather, who grumbled in discontent, "Are you admitting defeat?"
"How can that be? Where else can we find such an opportunity?"
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"San Yi, let's raise the Bright State flag!"
In Hundred Entertainment Town, Zhao Family Head tightly clenched the copper coin in his hand. It was as if he had figured out everything, and he slowly stood up. He reached out and lifted the green cloth beside him, then extended a hand beneath it.
Outside the town, there were reincarnates and the Flying Ascend King's army. Several figures were using their skills, ready to sacrifice themselves for a noble cause. Suddenly, the night seemed to gather around them, as if an invisible giant hand had grabbed them and pulled them into the thick darkness.
In the next moment, the entire Hundred Entertainment Town vanished—the gongs, lights, colorful performances, and even the common people. When they reappeared, they had transformed into Zhao Family Head, appearing in a different place.
In an empty valley.
Zhao San Yi was stunned for a long time before shouting, "Father, that was amazing! Truly divine!"
Zhao Family Head handed the green cloth to Zhao San Yi, and a smile tugged at his lips as if he were genuinely praised by his own son. Unconsciously, he felt a bit happy, but in the end, he merely shook his head silently and sighed softly,
"The techniques of this world will disappear, and this skill will likely be gone before long."
"But now, while we Zhao Family have not yet taken a life, it's time to make plans."
"The techniques of this world will disappear, and while they haven't yet, we must fully assist the Bright King. As for the aristocratic families allied with us, we'll persuade those we can..."
After a pause, he said coldly, "Skin Stripping!"
Zhao San Yi was taken aback and quickly nodded in agreement. However, in the distance, several angry curses rang out, "Damn it, I finally found a chance to leave, and who dragged me to this ghost place?"
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"You've gone mad."
In the south, at the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Zhu Family summoned the Yellow Springs Evil Dog. But before even engaging in a fight, upon seeing the Five Color Toad summoned by Hou'er Jiu, they were already terrified. "You dare to refine a Grand Age into a toad... and you even refined five of them?"
"So, do you want me to kill all those on your mountain who refuse to submit and then find that road..."
The bloated and crazed Grand Age's blood and flesh didn't faze Hou'er Jiu, who was accustomed to the Mountain Watching Clan's fear. He calmly spoke, "Or do you want to surrender and hand over that road?"
The entire mountain fell silent.
The prestigious Zhu Family had won without a fight, almost like a joke. However, the Zhu Family members couldn't find a reason to fight to the death.
In the eyes of the Valley Gate disciples, this battle was pointless, so the Zhu Family didn't take long to think before recalling the third drum, opening the gate, and leading Hou'er Jiu to the mountain where they had lived for generations.
They made their way through the layers of village buildings, reaching the top of the mountain where they encountered a sight akin to a volcano. Inside was a crowded, peculiar, writhing mass of flesh and blood that defied comprehension.
"I have come for the Zhu family's greatest secret..."
The Zhu family's chief steward, his voice heavy with sorrow, guided them, "This is the path you seek."
"Here lies the source of the Earth Deity's flesh and blood..."
The Zhu family's head steward spoke softly, "Your guess is correct. Aside from the Three Drums, the Zhu family indeed possesses other abilities."
"We guard this Mountain Spirit, protecting the source of the Earth Deity's flesh and blood. This is the Zhu family's greatest strength."
"By guarding this source, we, the Zhu family, had the opportunity to walk a different path from the other Ten Surnames, but in the end, we chose to guard the Evil Dog Village, as we feared the Earth Deity. No matter what, we dared not delve too deeply into this matter..."
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"You dare not, but I do!"
Upon seeing this mass of flesh and blood, Hou'er Jiu's face finally revealed an expectant smile.
He slowly lowered the flute in his hand and whispered, "With this opportunity, I will return this to my sister!"
After speaking, he didn't wait to see if the Zhu family was deceiving him. He slowly extended his palm towards the source of flesh and blood, gently caressing it, and sighed softly, "Finally, I have a chance to see what you are..."
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The moment his palm touched the flesh, his entire body suddenly vanished, entering the mass of flesh.
"Father..."
The Zhu family's eldest son, standing beside him, was stunned and cautiously said, "This madman, it seems he's seeking his own death..."
"So, did we lose or win?"
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"Is there a loss worse than this?"
The Zhu family's steward was also shocked by this sudden change, feeling a sense of dread. He couldn't fathom what was happening and shook his head sadly, "The other families have also lost, so we haven't lost face..."
"But in this battle, if we admit defeat, the Earth Deity Patriarchs of the seventeen villages in the four states of the South will no longer listen to us and will instead hate us..."
"Now, we must be wary of what they might do in their anger..."
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The once-powerful Zhu family, with a single command, had everyone under their control. Now, they faced a situation where they might be denounced by the other Earth Deity Patriarchs, leaving the Zhu family heir feeling a sense of surreal strangeness. Before he could fully grasp the situation, news arrived:
"Bad news, Patriarch! Someone is causing trouble in the South!"
"The Chaotic World King's troops have withdrawn from the mountains, guarding the various villages, but for some reason, they've angered a crazy woman, and a fight has broken out..."
"Now, the gates of the underworld have opened, and the Mountain Spirit is going wild. The ancestors of the various tribes have pushed open their coffins, and people from the seventeen villages in the four states are..."
"They're almost all killed!"
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Spirit Longevity Prefecture, Cave Li Family.
The Li family's head stood guard inside the cave, and at the moment when the second pot of liquor was about to behead the false god at Tiger Gate, he also felt the stirrings of chaos deep within the cave. In despair, he gently pushed Li Xiangyu out of the cave.
Spreading his arms, he prepared to block the cave's depths, but he didn't expect a fragrant breeze to blow by, carrying an invisible divine essence that filled the cave, blocking whatever was inside.
It took him a while to open his eyes, and he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing.
"Father, Father..."
Outside the cave, Li Xiangyu desperately called out, "Don't block it yourself, I... I'll help you..."
But when Li Xiangyu rushed into the cave, she also froze, and the father and daughter stared at each other, feeling a bit awkward.
"Haha, haha..."
After a while, Li Xiangyu's father burst into laughter, "It's blocked, blocked..."
"Turns out, it wasn't necessary for the Li family to block it generation after generation. Turns out, what can block these ghostly things is right here in the common folk. It's just laughable, for seven generations, no one ever told us a word..."
His laughter carried resentment and grievance, stirring up a cold wind, as if the Li family's ancestors were also feeling wronged and started crying along.
Of course, this was just an illusion, as the Li family's ancestors had all been fed to the cave's depths, no longer existing in this world.
Li Xiangyu's father also laughed and cried, then turned to look at Li Xiangyu, waving his hand, "Girl, go out, I'll go with you."
"Our family doesn't need to guard this place anymore. Let's all leave together, our suffering is over."
"Girl, you're blessed!"
"Our Li family has used seven generations to guard this ghostly thing, and we haven't escaped, but we've done our duty to heaven and earth, and we'll be rewarded. All the blessings will fall upon you, girl, it's time for you to enjoy life!"
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The Bu Shi Niu disciples, from south to north, spread their incense and entered the capital, step by step, towards the capital city. When the incense reached the ancestral temple of the Hu family, the only remaining family, it symbolized the return of the divine to the people and the world.
In the southwest, the Bright State King also broke free and, amidst the howling wind and snow, led his elite troops and generals to sweep across the southwestern states, launching a thirty-year campaign towards the capital.
From all directions, the remaining armies of the various states gathered and united, ready to face the coming storm.
Of course, there would still be many noble families, clans, and small kings who would refuse to submit, but the grand trend was already set, and they could no longer resist this sweeping tide of slaughter.
"Heaven is dead, Yellow Heaven ascends, the year of Jiazi, the world is blessed!"
In the Nether Palace, Hu Ma felt the changes in the mortal realm, as if witnessing a miracle.
Sixty years ago, when the world seemed hopeless, the carefree Laojun Mei had a thought that brought these sixteen characters to the mortal realm.
Perhaps he didn't take it seriously at the time, but who would have thought that these sixteen characters would become a prophecy?
Most importantly, who could have imagined back then that this prophecy would actually come true?
"These words are blasphemous and must be punished!"
Just as Hu Ma had entered the Nether Palace and was about to take a breath and look back at the mortal realm, which was about to witness the Grand Trend and the act of changing the heavens, a cold voice sounded before him.
He looked up and saw the scene of Two Dynasties Appear, where everything in his deep slumber was distorted, chaotic, and endless spaces folded upon themselves.
He saw two golden palaces appearing before him, one from the Nether Palace, with an Emperor Ghost in armor, towering a thousand feet tall, looking down upon him. By his side were fierce generals, exuding a murderous aura and covered in the stench of blood.
These generals were unlike those in the previous palaces, who were elegantly dressed and exuded nobility. Instead, they were filled with a wild aura, and some even wore animal skins.
The other palace below was eerie and silent, with an air of stillness. However, scholars gathered around it, and each pair of eyes seemed to possess the ability to see through one's heart, as if they could unravel all the causes and effects of one's existence.
Yi Great Ancestor!
Yi World Ancestor!
Hu Ma knew their identities. One was the first to encounter the Grand Age, setting up the Malevolent Heart Drum and inviting the Grand Age to the mortal realm, triggering this grand sacrificial offering.
The other broke the Twelve Ghost Altars and placed them in the Capital City, absorbing the world's fortune and becoming the second emperor of Yi.
Whether it was their status or the achievements they made while alive, the Emperor Ghosts in the following eight palaces could not compare to these two. Even their posthumous aura was on a different level from the other Emperor Ghosts.
"Some things must be done by someone first, so that others may know that it is possible."
Facing their gazes, Hu Ma showed no fear. Standing at the palace entrance, he held the Phoenix Emperor Great Sword upside down and smiled at them, "Some words must be spoken first, so that others may understand that not everything is so self-evident."
"Since there are already words like 'Heaven is dead, Yellow Heaven ascends,' someone has taken action, so everything has become self-evident, hasn't it?"
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"It's truly different now."
The second palace Emperor Ghost sighed softly, "We've only been away from the mortal realm for two hundred years, yet such strange things have occurred, and there are even people like you speaking such peculiar words."
"It's just that this world has become so unfamiliar that we no longer recognize it?"
There was a hint of weariness in his voice, as if he was questioning why those who had been waiting for their return in the mortal realm had not taken action.
Hu Ma was about to make a move, but upon hearing this, he furrowed his brows.
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In the mortal realm, the Grand Trend had begun. Once powerful families, such as the Ten Surnames, could only close their eyes and sigh in the face of this calamity, choosing to surrender to the trend rather than resist.
Not every family fought to the end, and some, like the Chen Family, who had almost been forgotten, with all their disciples terrified, seemed to resist but were actually just following the trend.
It was as if the Red Wine Lady's words had come true—the Ten Surnames had nothing to fear because they lacked the courage to risk everything at such a critical moment.
However, there were also those who refused to accept this, like the Chen Family, who had been nearly forgotten, with all their disciples terrified. With the Ten Thousand Toxins Curse and the rolling calamity, only the Chen Family's head remained in the vast mansion, along with a coffin.
He sat in front of the coffin, hesitating. In the face of this trend, his necromancy seemed powerless, and he thought it better to follow the trend. But every time he had this thought, countless voices whispered in his ear, filling him with ambition and erasing any trace of reason.
Finally, he hardened his heart and drew a green incense stick from his sleeve.
Slowly, he bowed solemnly, ruthlessly, and painfully to the last of the Chen Family's necromantic corpses.
"Plop."
As the incense burned, the iron coffin suddenly shook, as if something inside had awakened. It was an impatient stirring, a release of years of pent-up resentment that erupted as the incense burned.
In the Nether Palace, Hu Ma also heard a knocking sound, so abrupt and eerie, as if someone in the mortal realm was knocking on the palace doors.
Hu Ma suddenly remembered what the National Teacher had told him—someone had colluded with the Nether Palace.
Feeling weary, Hu Ma slowly closed his eyes, thinking of the storytellers who, generation after generation, had passed down the tale of the Day and Night Gods, the Ancient Buddha, the Nether Palace, and the truth behind them.
Perhaps, in a troupe called the Zhou Family Troupe, one could find some clues.
The Zhou Family Troupe was a troupe that performed for the dead.
(End of Chapter)
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