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He overestimated himself, daring to compare himself to the forr Grand Ancestor of Chu. Does he deserve it?
When the Grand Ancestor of Chu conducted the ritual to worship Heaven, he was of Earth Immortal cultivation, one of the top experts of his ti, and possessed imnse rit, having subdued the Northern Barbarians, swept away the Southern Demons, and suppressed Japan and the Western Regions. The people’s hopes converged at the pinnacle, and thus he succeeded in one fell swoop.
Without these preconditions, there is only one outco... unable to withstand the backlash of the Human Emperor’s Qi Fortune, falling on the spot.
Therefore, due to this very reason, Chen Yuan is in no hurry to proclaim himself emperor, ensuring all matters are well-organized and completed one by one, until the final harvest.
"Hmm..." Chen Yuan nodded in agreent, as he was very confident in Su Ziyue’s ability to handle affairs.
"More?"
"Leaving tomorrow, do you want it?"
"Yes."
...
Both Chen Yuan and Su Ziyue were exhausted after several rounds and fell into a deep sleep. Then, at the mont of departure, he went to et with Tianxu and others.
He asked them to assist Su Ziyue in scheduling the ritual to worship Heaven.
Everyone naturally gladly agreed, eagerly anticipating the day Chen Yuan would ascend to the throne and bestow rewards based on rit.
Lastly, Chen Yuan went to et Princess Pingyang and Empress Dowager Yang. His interaction with Pingyang was naturally quite harmonious, and they had a good chat about recent events.
But it was different with Empress Dowager Yang.
Originally, Chen Yuan intended to make his presence felt, indicating that he hadn’t forgotten her, but Empress Dowager Yang launched at him like a hungry wolf seeing a rabbit.
Chen Yuan refused, but she insisted on giving him!
...
Liangzhou, Sword Sect Pass.
Unlike the previous ti steeped in desolation and crisis, the current Sword Sect Pass was brimming with vitality and excitent from top to bottom.
Every soldier’s face wore a smile.
And the reason was none other than Chen Yuan’s northward expedition decision.
Since the establishnt of Great Jin, the Beiliang Army shifted from an offensive stance to a nearly complete defensive stance; in several battles, countless soldiers died on the battlefield.
Now, they finally see hope.
The Regent King will lead them in the northward expedition to the grassland, avenging past humiliations!
When this news reached Beiliang, it caused a massive stir, and at the sa ti, Chen Yuan’s prestige nearly reached its zenith, second only to the forr King of Liang, Wei Jinfeng.
As for the current young King of Liang, while they respect him, the fact remains that his leadership ti is too short and his power is not formidable enough to evoke heartfelt reverence from the soldiers.
"Drink!"
"Roar!"
"Tiger!"
One after another, the camps were bustling with changing formations and fervent training.
Wei Wuque, clad in a gold-plated python robe, and Jiang He, dressed in white, watched this scene, both wearing smiles on their faces.
"The training thods employed by His Highness the King of Liang are no less than those of the old King of Liang," Jiang He remarked with a faint smile, hands behind his back.
Wei Wuque waved his hand hurriedly:
"Lord Jiang mustn’t say that; these are thods left by my father. I rely inherited so remnants."
In front of Jiang He, Wei Wuque dared not assu any airs of the King of Beiliang.
Who is Jiang He?
He is the favored figure beside the Regent King, who supported him through many crises in the early days before the Regent King rose to power, making him the foremost figure of the Yan Army.
He controls the country’s most powerful agency, the Jinyi Guard, wielding unmatched authority.
Not only he, but even if his father Wei Jinfeng were still alive, he wouldn’t dare act arrogantly. After all, besides his various identities, Jiang He is also a bona fide formidable expert.
Ranked first on today’s Heavenly List!
It is said he is only half a step away from the Six Realms, with his Immortal Sword, ghosts and gods alike steer away.
As for Wei Wuque, he is rely a princely heir receiving the remnants from the forr king; his cultivation has yet to reach the Heavenly Core Realm, the disparity being too vast.
Like a fly’s glow compared to the bright moon.
"Haha." Jiang He chuckled softly, continuing:
"His Highness the King of Liang need not be modest; such training thods can certainly be compared with those of Chen Huaiyi, worthy of the title King of Beiliang."
"It is already fortunate for to keep up with Chen Huaiyi’s back; I dare not compare with him. Don’t roast over a fire, Great Governor." Wei Wuque smiled wryly.
Goodness, directly elevating him to Chen Huaiyi’s level really made him feel flattered and sowhat overwheld.
Chen Huaiyi is the Regent King’s maternal uncle, sharing a bond thicker than water. He is currently the Vice Commander of the three armies, nominally commanding Beiliang’s nearly fifty thousand troops.
Moreover, there are rumors that his daughter, the Regent King’s cousin, is one of Chen Yuan’s won, holding twofold ties second only to Jiang He.
Wei Wuque even regrets on behalf of his father Wei Jinfeng for not having more daughters, otherwise, as a brother-in-law or little brother-in-law.
Wouldn’t his status be as stable as the Heavenly Mountain?
"You are too modest, unlike the old King of Liang." Jiang He shook his head, saying no more.
He had seen Wei Jinfeng before, although only briefly, he knew he was a proud person, decisive and loyal, a figure of significance.
"As the lord says." Wei Wuque smiled, not daring to contradict.
Though he has Wei Jinfeng’s remnants, Chen Yuan wouldn’t act against him, even needing to enshrine him for others to see, but what he seeks is authentic power.
The two were undoubtedly within Chen Yuan’s decision.
"Let’s go; King Yan should also arrive soon. This mont is apt to avenge for the old King of Liang and for the hundreds of thousands of deceased citizens and soldiers in Liangzhou over the years." Jiang He exhaled deeply.
Though he has long resided in the south, he understands the difficulty of erasing the intense national hatred.
At Jiang He’s remarks, Wei Wuque’s smile finally shifted to solemnity and depth, his gaze turning northwards, flashing a hint of murderous intent.
The grudge of a murdered father, irreconcilable!
The hatred of the nation, unrelenting!
This is the resentnt buried deep within everyone from the two states of Youliang, without exception, and it will never be erased until the Northern Barbarians are thoroughly defeated.
"Finally, the ti has co to repay national and familial grudge..."
"Hmm..." Jiang He was about to say more when he paused, hearing a ssage from Chen Yuan in the Heavenly Book Space, inhaling deeply, he turned to Wei Wuque and said:
"King Yan is about to arrive; swiftly gather the army, prepare for battle!"
Wei Wuque’s expression lit up instantly, responding quickly:
"Alright!"
...
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
....
"Boom!"
The sound of nine war drums echoed through the void, and the entire camp near Sword Sect Pass understood this was a signal to mobilize troops for battle, hearts stirred.
Rapid assembly.
From Great Generals and Assistant Generals to Squad Leaders and Centurions and ordinary soldiers, rapid action began.
If observed from the void above, one could see dozens of large camps, tens of thousands of tents within bustling activity; everyone putting on armor, finding warhorses.
Beginning to gather on the flat ground outside the Sword Sect Pass.
The entire process was tremulous but utterly devoid of chaos, for all had undergone such preparations many tis before, waiting for this day.
Absolutely no one dared slip up.
Simultaneously, within Sword Sect Pass, powerful auras swiftly erged from the void.
Jiang He, Chen Huaiyi, Ling Xu, Yang Huatian, several major generals of the Beiliang Army, Wei Wuque the King of Beiliang, strongn from the Wudang Immortal Mountain, along with many True Masters from Jianghu.
Swiftly forming a line, standing in the void.
Below, the Black Dragon Banner fluttered silently, with all elite soldiers either sitting astride warhorses or standing firmly in place, eyes fixed straight ahead.
About a quarter of an hour later, the void above Sword Sect Pass began to stir, endless Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy began to gather, beams of light manifested in the heavens and earth, transforming into a massive portal several feet wide.
Everyone lifted their heads to look, eyes filled with excitent.
A slender figure, dressed in a gold-patterned long robe with tied long hair, slowly erged from the void, overlooking everyone present. At a glance, the endless black armor stretched without end.
Long spears stood tall, warhorses neighed, an invisible pressure enveloped heaven and earth.
A huge phantom swiftly began to expand, towering nearly a thousand feet high, like a Demon God.
"Hail to the Regent King, long live the Regent King!"
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