nization could last for three years.“Three years isn’t a short time!” the man said. “As they say, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. Three years are equal to countless year...The once mightiest Dao attribute kingdom, the Da Sheng Empire, famed for its ability to cleave through the grasslands with a single blade, was utterly drained after a year of relentless battles amidst the herds. Its power had dwindled significantly.
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The name "Second Path Sect" was never mentioned again.
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Only by feeling the sharpness of the Mu Guo iron cavalry can one deeply understand the strength of the Central Jing Guo.
In the end, one knows that hegemony is only fleeting; it cannot last forever in this world.
Ji Yan Yue's secret visit to Sheng this time was on a mission, and her movements were extremely covert.
She was received by Li Yuanshe, a powerful figure from the Shengguo (State of Prosperity) and a member of the Dashi Imperial Family, revered as "King Xun".
That is to say, this is the highest-level secret meeting for Yu Shengguo.
Among the entire country, only three people knew about the process of this secret meeting: Emperor Xuan Wang Li Yuanshe, Emperor Sheng Tianzi, and Empress Dowager Sheng. The importance of this discussion goes without saying.
Ji Yan Yue did not soar through the air, despite being a member of the Jing Guo royal family and having the right to fly freely across Zhongyu without regard for any power. However, the secrecy of this journey compelled her to suppress all her aura, becoming like an ordinary person, seated quietly in a carriage.
This was a very ordinary carriage, every detail of the carriage made her uncomfortable.
Although a genuine person is not attached to material things and doesn't care much about worldly pleasures, they don't have to suffer in such an environment.
One live m.quanzhifash
Without any arrangements made by the Shengguo side, this was a convoy randomly chosen by Ji Yan Yue herself - the original occupants of the carriage were now curled up in the corner, already unconscious.
She was so careful not because she feared any danger on the road. "Many things that are not kept secret will lead to harm," this is a truth that doesn't need anyone to teach.
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This line was so crucial. They didn't have any powerful figures from the various factions represent them, but instead chose her—someone without an official position and always seen as a carefree hermit—to do it. The purpose was to minimize attention.
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For her, seclusion was a common occurrence. She would seal off the temple grounds, and no one knew what she was doing. After all, she was the emperor's niece, who would dare to enter the mountain gate and pry into her privacy
This convoy's destination is Litien Prefecture, transporting wool. Litien Prefecture houses Jing Guo's largest textile bureau, responsible for the majority of Jing Guo's clothing business. Between Jing Guo and Sheng Guo, there are intricate trade regulations. Wool from Sheng Guo transported to Litien Prefecture costs less than neighboring prefectures...
Ji Yan Yue didn't care about these things. Lü Qiu Wen Yue's set of rules for managing the various tributary states, she didn't need to understand.
She just silently calculated how long it had been since she left Shengguo, and how much longer it would take for her to officially enter Jingguo Yuan. After entering the borders of Jingguo, what way should she take to return to the dojo, and which route would be best... Such mundane matters were only something worth worrying about if one was qualified to compete for the highest position.
Like her, members of the imperial family who were somewhat distant from the bloodline of the emperor, their goal since birth was cultivation. Imperial power was the common interest of all members of the imperial clan, and the military power they possessed was the foundation for safeguarding that power.
The road was bumpy, the carriage bouncing up and down. The highway connecting Jingguo to Shengguo always mysteriously suffered damage and required major repairs every few months. Anyone with eyes could see why.
Just as Ji Yan Yue represented the Grand Jing royal family and Li Yuan Xie in this secret discussion, it doesn't mean that the interests of Jing Guo and Sheng Guo are completely aligned.
The Kingdom of Jing, the Jing royal family, the Kingdom of Sheng, the Sheng royal family... These are all concepts that can be discussed separately.
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To understand this point, one cannot understand the Daoist lineage.
Of course, the Taoist school can also be divided and discussed, for example, the three lineages of Taoism, for example...
The car suddenly lurched, its wheels rolling over a loose stone. As it came down, there was a fragile creak.
Ji Yan Yue immediately noticed that the right wheel of the carriage, with its supporting axle faintly cracking, was in danger of coming apart... It seemed the owner had bought a defective vehicle.
A mere thought, and the wood would spontaneously gather, naturally repairing the cracks. She never imagined that one day, even she, Ji Yan Yue, would be fixing a car on the roadside—even after having paid for it.
But things are not that simple.
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Click.
Before the impact, the wheel collapsed first.
The speeding carriage overturned instantly!
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It was not an accident, nor was there any trace of supernatural power. It was pure craftsmanship that made the wheel precisely malfunction at this time—this location had been far from Shengguo for a long time and was still far from Jingguo. The strongest force nearby was Qiaoy Cliff Academy.
Ji Yan Yue forcefully pulled her thoughts away from pondering national affairs, instantly grasping everything. She paid no heed to the unexpected events that crashed upon her like waves, nor did she intend to give them any chance.
Huaguang walked into the empty sky, and Yuanqi was like a dragon swimming back.
Around her, a world of splendor materialized in an instant.
She did not sit in a carriage seat, but on the grand throne of a magnificent hall.
She was not wearing an ordinary *ru* and *qun*, but the royal attire, the Great Jing Palace Garment.
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What she held in her grasp was not the glittering palaces of Hua Tai, but the power of earth, wind, fire, and the dominion over all ages!
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The entire caravan from Zisheng to Jingguo, selling wool, from the head of the trade to the beasts of burden carrying the goods, all fell into the palace.
Outside the palace gate, a divine dragon flew across the sky, its golden scales like mountains, scattered and distant. Its roar shook the nine heavens.
This is the world opened up by Ji Yan Yue, called the True Destiny Realm!
The Ji clan, a royal family, reigns supreme in the heavens. Their destiny lies with Jing, and all nations bow to them!
The merchants, never having witnessed such a scene before, were terrified and prostrated themselves on the ground, begging for mercy. They were speechless with fear.
"Come out." Ji Yan Yue, sitting high on her throne, said coldly: "Hiding in the ranks of mortals is not heroic. If anyone dares to oppose this Palace, reveal yourselves and face me!"
The people in the caravan talked a mile a minute, explaining things they didn't understand at all. They didn't recognize Ji Yan Yue and had no idea why she was there.
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Ji Yan Yue bore heavy responsibilities and had no time to waste, so with a flick of her hand, she pressed the might of the realm into a tangible form, mercilessly crushing everything in its path!
The throngs of merchants crammed into the vast hall, hadn't even had time to process the shock of their sudden entry into the True Fate Realm, when they were forever robbed of the capacity to feel anything but...nothing.
The beast was ground into paste, the wool was soaked into felt, human and animal corpses indistinguishable, shattered souls and fading spirits unseen.
But Ji Yan Yue, did not find the one lurking in the merchant caravan.
Could it really just be an accident
Ji Yan Yue suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze piercing through the palace roof. Her figure flew out of the palace, soaring above the mountains where Shenlong had passed, until finally, within the burning full moon, she saw a glimmer of green.
The emerald green spread at an astonishing rate, with cursed energy rampaging into everything!
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The red flame moon hung high in the sky, and the divine dragon stood firm to suppress the six realms. This true kingly realm, she has ruled for over two hundred years.
In this realm, she possesses absolute authority and the confidence to face all enemies.
Where exactly did the change originate She couldn't remember, nor could she perceive it.
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At this moment, the crimson flames were dyed green and dripped drop by drop—the bright moon hung like a lantern shedding tears of light!
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She felt a surge of intense self-loathing from her Crimson Moon, wanting to destroy herself, both heaven and earth. Each drop of green flame was the accumulation of two hundred years of the Crimson Moon's own being! This emotion affected the entire True Destiny Realm, and through this realm, it spread to the Lord of Realms...
I remember!
In this vibrant blue, Ji Yan Yue recalled the man she met when You Guo went through its upheaval. The man who overturned the You Guo court, released the immortal palace's treasure – Qian Jie's Eye, and was known as Yin Guan.
At that time, Yin Guan spoke at length, and his last sentence was—"We will meet again. I believe that day won't be long in coming, just about six years."
It wasn't a very long time after all.
It's good to know who the opponent is!
At least it's not the worst outcome.
If Yin Guan came for revenge, and had nothing to do with this major event, then it couldn't be better.
If Yin Guan is being hired by someone to assassinate with the Hell's Gate, then it means the mastermind behind this still has reservations. This crisis isn't a dead end.
Ji Yan Yue's mind turned, and she severed the connection with Chi Yan Ming Yue, imprisoning it within a space, preventing that self-loathing and perverse demonic power from spreading.
He flipped his palm and raised a bronze palace lantern. With a flick of his gaze, he ignited the wick.
This lamp is called "Moonlit Reminiscence," a palace fixture during the reign of Emperor Jingtai. It was crafted using national power, infused with dragon qi. It has witnessed countless imperial meetings and the ebb and flow of history. Its power is immense, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, but it can only be activated by those with the bloodline of the Ji clan.
Five-colored flames, existing between reality and illusion, rose with a thought, stretching in the air into the shape of a dragon. It let out a long roar, opened its mouth wide, and in an instant swallowed the green flames that filled the sky, preventing the magic power from dispersing.
Within the five-colored flames, red emerged, leaping into a crescent moon and hanging high in the sky. For this world to once again kindle the bright moon, to continue the lanterns of heaven!
At this moment, on the racing path, only a swirling void hung in the air. Ji Yan Yue's True Realm of Destiny was hidden within it. The incident happened suddenly, and her first instinct was to conceal her whereabouts, hoping to resolve the problem quietly and without a sound.
The entire army was swept away by the King Realm of Destiny, leaving the road empty. But at this very moment, at the end of the road, two figures on horseback approached, both clad in black robes with their faces covered by masks, inscribed with the turning wheel and Mount Tai.
The two of them rode forward and dismounted.
The Turning King took out a red wooden board and placed it upright in the middle of the racecourse. On the board, in black script, were written large characters:
"The Chariot Formation's repair is underway, please detour."
The inscription was "Central Army," and it also had a realistic-looking Jing Guo script.
"Not bad." said the Wheel King.
King Taishan remained silent, only crouching down halfway with his palm pressed to the ground—a dull boom resonated from the earth, and the road cracked open just before the warning board.
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Looking at the deep ravine before him, King of Turnings sighed, "Too lifelike."
He raised his hand and erased the characters "zhenwen" on the wooden board. Then, turning to face Taishan Wang, he walked towards Ji Yan Yue's concealed small world.
The merchant caravan was naturally his handiwork, and indeed there were quite a few mechanisms that hadn't had time to be activated—this time the intelligence gathering had been done too well. While姬炎月 chose the merchant caravan randomly, within her range of choices, there were arrangements made by the organization.
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All of these are just petty tricks of mortals. Cultivators who are accustomed to sensing the fluctuations of Dao Yuan often overlook these things easily. Of course, they cannot inflict any real harm, but they are enough to trigger subsequent reactions.
Murder is a technical skill. Hell has no door, and it researches this every day.
On the other side of the road, Yanluo Wang and Dusi Wang, who had finished their preparations, were walking towards each other.
Meanwhile, City Lord continued to set up formations along the way. Yama King swiftly walked before Ji Yan Yue's small world, extending his hand into the void and pulling out a set of mahjong tiles. But instead of dealing them, he arranged them like a child building a wall, placing them in front of the outwardly distorted, blank small world.
Thus far, this stretch of the road spanning approximately ten li has been under repair in the eyes of ordinary mortals. In the perception of extraordinary cultivators, it no longer exists.
After the four King Yama's gathered, the City King raised his index finger and squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips. He flicked it lightly... The drop of blood split into hundreds, and all the formations along the way lit up.
At this moment, within the realm of true destiny, Ji Yan Yue severed her connection with Chi Yan Yue.
The Turning King looked left and right for a while, and then, at just the right moment, a rune serpent shot out of his left eye. This serpent was composed entirely of tiny runes, forming a circle in mid-air as it moved.
He felt as if he were weighed down by thousands of pounds, struggling to reach out and uncover this "circle," revealing the pitch-black hole behind it!
The entrance is still expanding rapidly.
Mount Tai King took a deep breath, his hands outstretched upward—his muscles bulged, stretching his black robe wide. His blood and energy burned to their limit, radiating bloody mist around him. With a low growl, he lifted the nearly ten-li stretch of road beneath them!
What's amazing is that the twisted void representing the True King Realm, as if becoming one with the celestial path, also rose.
This ten-mile stretch of road isn't particularly difficult, what truly weighs heavy is the space it occupies, a microcosm of the small world inhabited by true people of our time.
With the help of several other Yama Kings, the newly appointed King of Mount Tai almost threw these into the hole with a desperate effort. With another low roar, he hurled them like lifting a log or throwing a spear!
The Turning King's eyes were bleeding, the dark and deep eye socket instantly sealed, and the four Yama kings vanished. Nothing was left behind, not even a trace, as if it had never existed.
The Yama kings now know who the target is and fully understand the danger of this mission.
But as a killer, one makes money by selling their life. Where is the right to disdain danger
The only way out now is to kill Ji Yan Yue, clean and decisive.
And the most dangerous thing, the most dangerous people are doing —
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In the realm of True Destiny, Ji Yan Yue flipped out the Wishing Moon Palace Lamp, swallowed the green flame, and opened a new moon. This process was like a doctor lancing a boil, a painful necessity. To get rid of old ailments and gain new life.
But as she flipped out the bronze palace lamp.
Those "meat sauces" within the grand hall, as if possessing a shared will, transformed into a complex whole. They suddenly started to "move," continuously expanding!
This eerie scene remained unseen for the time being, but the stench of death emanating from the "meat sauce" was palpable. It lay spread across the ground, crawled up the walls, and smeared itself onto the courtyard...
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These people and beasts had just died, and their stench of death was already overpowering!
The corpses of the entire caravan and their mounts, though few in number, quickly covered the vast hall. They obscured its splendor, defiling its magnificence, turning this place of authority into a den of filth!
They were all corpses, yet they acted like living people, fooling even human eyes. What kind of divine power is thisA mountain of corpses and a sea of blood filled the hall. A coffin painted blood red slowly rose to appear on the throne.
At this moment, Ji Yan Yue, who was in the high celestial realm and burning her magical powers with the moonlight palace lamp, finally felt something amiss.
Her unease didn't stem from the grandeur of the hall, but from a sudden and intense desire for self-destruction that arose deep within her.
She wants to die!
She was tired of this ugly world, tired of her weary life, and wanted to die, to escape it all!
Ji Yan Yue suddenly woke up, her hands entwined with five-colored flames, she grabbed at her chest, pulling out a constantly writhing, snake-like, azure thread!
Such a potent curse it was, her true eyes saw it, this emerald thread pulling at every single strand, as if rooted in this earthly vessel.
At first, she thought the curse power came from the Crimson Moon's influence seeping back into her. Now, she suddenly realized, she already had curse power within her—too much of it—
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That was for almost six years, Yin Quan cursed day after day, night after night!the Go board of life and death, fighting everything they saw.Jiang Wang didn't look back, and directly opened the stone lock, pushing the door open and entering.Through the howling of wolves, Chang Xi...