Chapter 651: Chapter 653: The Godslayer Plan
If his divine form had been restored, Li Xinghua wouldn’t have been able to see this scene at all. Gods can shield the secrets of heaven, preventing any prophet who has not reached the god-state from seeing anything related to them.
“Then there’s still a chance,” Zhu Minglang’s eyes lit up.
“Yes, these days I will lock his life patterns and try to bring him so misfortune as much as possible…” Li Xinghua nodded.
“Lock life patterns?”
“As long as he hasn’t restored his divine form, there is a chance of making him fall. Young Master, I have observed this man’s fate, and no matter what, we must remove him. Otherwise, he will not only cause us great trouble, but he will also bring unpredictable disasters to Li Chuan and the Supre Court,” said Li Xinghua, very seriously.
The prophet seed to have made a significant decision this ti.
“At that ti, when I used all my strength, my power should have only reached the King Level realm. It seems that when he was forcibly descended to our land, he was indeed seriously injured, and even lost an arm to my sword, becoming extrely vulnerable,” Zhu Minglang also gradually cald down.
If the Mr. Bo had already possessed the power of a god, I would never have survived to this point.
Moreover, that sword strike I delivered back then caused him a wound that was difficult to heal, preventing him from restoring his divine form even now.
“Young Master, you ntioned you encountered him again in Snow Peak City, and it was at King An’s mansion?” asked Li Xinghua.
Zhu Minglang nodded and recounted his previous experience. Then he said to Li Xinghua, “I’m curious why, as a god, he would take such a big risk to co to the Supre Court.”
When Li Xinghua heard this, a light flashed in her eyes and a slight smile appeared on her face, “Sothing coveted even by gods, and it must be obtained before the Supre Court and Tianshu border each other, or else it might fall into the hands of another god??”
“Back in Snow Peak City, he seed to be relying on King An’s power to search for sothing,” Zhu Minglang remarked.
“Young Master, the day has already dawned. First, deal with the matters at hand. According to my calculations, the thread of his fate can be found through these Lower God Organizations that are urgently trying to enter the Supre Court… By the way, have you encountered soone whom you have so minor grievances with? He should be a citizen of the Sparrow Wolf Divine City,” Li Xinghua suggested.
Zhu Minglang thought carefully, and the person that fit Li Xinghua’s description seed to be only ShangZhuang, who had thrown him out of the Bone Temple to be offered to darkness.
This ShangZhuang was indeed a citizen of the Sparrow Wolf.
“The person you’re referring to ought to be ShangZhuang. Speaking of which, the people from Temple of the Sparrow Wolf God seem to have chosen an entry point very close to Li Chuan. Without surprises, they are also planning to invade Ancestral Dragon City,” Zhu Minglang said.
“You can give that man a thorough interrogation. We should be able to find clues that are beneficial to us,” Li Xinghua proposed.
“All right,” Zhu Minglang looked at the sky, which was indeed already bright.
As a prophet, not everything can be seen clearly.
Prophets view a person’s life trajectory like standing on high, looking down at the directions of nurous streams and rivers.
Streams branch off, signifying a person’s life can take various turns.
Streams converge, indicating a person’s fate could either be assimilated and consud by others, or they may grow stronger thanks to others’ help or competition.
Streams flow into lakes, and like many other beings that converge into the lake, one’s destiny quiets down in that body of water, unlikely to experience any significant upheaval in their lifeti.
Streams surge into the sea, and the sea itself is ever-changing and unpredictable. A calm sea over the past few years can turn into storms and tumultuous waves in the next, bringing an eventful and thrilling life.
So rivulets are so clear that you only need one glance at their source to know where they would eventually flow.
However, for so large rivers with winding mountain paths, obscured by mountains in so places or shrouded in mist, prophets must infer their ultimate direction by observing the intersections with other streams or by changing their viewpoint to a higher vantage point to see them clearly completely.
Of course, the flow of rivers is not immutable, with so rivers changing course due to torrential floods over the years.
So small creeks beco great rivers because of a heavy downpour.
So clean little rivers beco stinky ditches over ti—it’s all quite normal.
Therefore, a powerful prophet needs to consider many factors to achieve precision.
A god, because of so desire, had forcibly descended to the Supre Court Courtyard Continent, intertwining his stream of fate with the myriad paths of the living.
Although it’s difficult to predict a person’s fate in full detail, Li Xinghua still had the confidence to devise a plan to slay a god!
With sufficient clues about fate, there would be a way to sever his life thread!
Even gods cannot escape the control of a prophet’s grasp of fate!
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Dawn light scattered across the Li Chuan Continent, erasing the traces of last night’s darkness with its brilliance.
This night, not all the cities and city-states of Li Chuan remained untroubled; nightwalkers had invaded, reaping the lives of many who knew nothing of the darkness, while various curses, black dreams, and strange magics entangled many others, as if being targeted by the goblins of the Underworld, visiting night after night.
Ancestral Dragon City-State was relatively peaceful, especially after daybreak. Despite the surging undercurrents the night before, the city-state did not stir a ripple, and many forces stationed there even sensed the foreboding of impending tumult, yet nothing happened.
Zhu Minglang led the experts from the Holy Quel Continent to Qi Xia.
The Ming God Clan had long set their sights on conquering Li Chuan, but Zhu Minglang was curious: were the Ming God Clan truly mobilizing in great numbers just to occupy this territory, or were they searching for sothing important within Li Chuan?
The group Zhu Minglang led consisted of strong warriors, capable of summoning hundreds of Dragon Kings. Their speed surpassed all organizations subordinate to the gods.
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Arriving at Qi Xia, they found a fortress city constructed the year before, consisting of several small army bases strung together, these bastion towns atop the mountains had initially been built to defend against the Rui Nation’s large army.
Now, these bastion towns had been further fortified, linking together to form the extensive Long Snake City Fortress, heavily guarded, requiring anyone who had passed West Cliff and wished to enter Li Chuan Plain to go through there, otherwise, they would have to travel with the multitude of demonic beasts.
When Zhu Minglang arrived, Zheng Yu was already there.
Upon learning that the Ming God Army planned to roll through here into Li Chuan, he imdiately set up defenses in Long Snake City Fortress. It’s a pity that about half of these people were ordinary soldiers; even with their numbers reaching hundreds of thousands, it was quite difficult for them to contend against the martial forces of the Ming God Clan.
You see, a single King Level Realm expert could withstand the army of a great nation. Although the Ti Wave had improved everyone’s cultivation base in Li Chuan, they still fell short compared to the rank and file of the Ming God Army.
Therefore, the ambush against the Lower God Organization was primarily reliant on the fierce warriors from the Holy Quel Continent.
“Aside from the Lower God Organization, there are many scattered forces from Tianshu. Just focus on these people, Zheng Yu, and don’t let them fish in troubled waters. After all, among those scattered organizations are many experts with high cultivation bases. Their techniques, strength, and Dragon Beasts are much stronger than those we have here,” Zhu Minglang said to Zheng Yu.
“Alright, I’ll keep a tight watch on them!” Zheng Yu understood that most of those who ca from the Tianshu God Domain were no different from bandits; if they were not deterred, they could bring destruction to the entirety of Li Chuan!
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Continuing northwest, Zhu Minglang led the Holy Quel experts and Xuan Ge Divine People to the plains below Qi Xia.
Winter had co, drying up the plains, with only so ancient pines standing tall, leaves carpeting the undulating earth.
Since it was an ambush, it naturally couldn’t take place in the obvious Long Snake City Fortress.
After lying in wait for a while, until noon, at the edge of the plains, they finally saw a well-equipped large army. Most of the n wore only half garnts, their right chests exposed to the fierce cold wind, demonstrating an indifference to the winter’s chill.
There were won in the troop, draped in red robes, with makeup marking the corners of their eyes as a sign of their status.
They numbered about seven or eight thousand, without mounts or Dragon Beasts, yet their speed was not inferior to those mounted armies. Just witnessing them surging towards a location with such a robust and vigorous presence was like watching a million lions shatter mountains and rivers with their might!
“They really don’t regard Li Chuan highly, coming over so boldly without even trying to hide,” Qi Huan spoke up.
“They were still disciplined by our Brother Zhu during the fight. Knowing that we arrived before them, and yet they still swagger like this, they probably don’t take our Xuange Divine Country seriously either,” said a female Divine Person from Xuange Divine Country.
The young Xuange Divine People who had co out for training were already looking up to Zhu Minglang from the ti in Que wolf divine city, and now in Supre Court Courtyard Continent, Zhu Minglang’s lightning-fast punitive actions made them admire him even more.
Mi Zhongyun was a good-for-nothing, which was witnessed by the Xuange Divine People who had narrowly escaped the claws of the Yama Dragon, so if they had a reliable person to lead them, they definitely leaned towards following Zhu Minglang.
“The Sparrow Wolf God is willing to risk demotion to manifest earlier…”
“The Ming God Clan has also dispatched Mingji to Supre Court early…”
“Could it be that the Sparrow Wolf God and the Ming God Clan are searching for the sa thing?” Zhu Minglang couldn’t help pondering this question in his mind.
Perhaps through the Ming God Clan, he could find so clues about the one-ard man with the surna Bai.
In his dream, he had genuinely cut down the Sparrow Wolf God, rendering him formless and spiritless.
And now that he had confird the man with the surna Bai as the Sparrow Wolf God, Zhu Minglang was even more resolute in his intent to slay the god!
This guy must not be allowed to regain his divine form.
If he’s still lurking sowhere in Supre Court, then he hasn’t obtained what he seeks.
So he must be taken down within Supre Court; there can be no tiger returning to the mountain!
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