"Thinking to kill is not so easy!"
[Corpse Son]’s expression was grim, he had descended into the tomb to snatch away Emperor Shi’s body, but little did he expect that his own body had already been coveted by others.
Realizing there was no retreat, he suddenly surged with determination and fiercely counterattacked.
An emperor, whose body was rotten and face unrecognizable but still retained a full head of black hair, signifying a middle-aged demise, sternly shouted at ng Shao and a host of Yin Generals:
"Who does not desire wealth and honor? Once clad in the yellow robe, even if one wishes not to act, can it be avoided?
Life is fleeting like a swift horse passing a gap; better to amass gold, procure lands and houses to bequeath to descendants, and to spend one’s days with singing girls and dancing boys. If ruler and minister harbor no suspicions between them, is this not good?!"
A sage’s instruction: A toast to relinquish military power!
Clap! Clap! Clap!...
On the bodies of the [Military Leaders] and [Dao Generals] who were leading troops to attack him en masse, one by one, the Daoist Soldier tiger talismans ant to consolidate military aura exploded like firecrackers.
The total military aura of these three battalions of ten thousand Daoist Soldiers remained at its peak but suddenly beca chaotically unmanageable.
The various generals could no longer command their soldiers with the ease of moving their own limbs.
The combat power of an army suddenly plumted by more than forty percent, massacred into rivers of blood by the eight Emperor Martial Saints.
If it were not for ng Shao relying on his military skill will as firm as iron and stone, using the people’s heart in place of Heaven’s heart, to withstand the completely unreasonable [Dharma Primordial Spirit] by force.
This army would have likely collapsed on the spot.
Emperors are the arch-nesis to Daoist Soldiers, a single emperor is already unbearable, let alone suddenly facing eight?
And weren’t they all Martial Saints of the Great Success Stage in life?
Facing such powerhouses, one might nearly shatter the myth of being invincible among peers as a Martial Saint.
The Daoist Soldier army won’t suffer a complete defeat, but they also won’t think of winning in the short term.
ng Shao, continuously thwarted, clenched his teeth and once again raised his [Royal Decree Flag]:
"Subsequent generations rely usurp divine artifacts; it is Great Qin that is the true eternal orthodoxy.
Please, Your Majesty, decree!"
Official Qin are the hands and feet of the emperor, inheriting that unquestionable domineering nature, just like the "Qin Law" written into their very bones.
They particularly despise these kings, these thieves of statehood.
All kinds of Demons and Ghosts, Immortals, Buddhas, Divine beings, kings of later generations, must all bow down under Emperor Shi’s throne.
That grand voice sounded once more.
"Granted!"
Then, a line of golden characters, carved personally onto bamboo slips by Emperor Shi himself, slowly unfolded in midair:
"I am Emperor Shi. Future generations will count in sequence, second generation, third generation, to ten thousand generations, endless transmission!"
One by one, the golden characters thunderously fell, heavier than great mountains.
The remnants of human positions on the bodies of the eight later emperors were instantly stripped away by a large margin.
For Emperor Shi, who held such a supre position in the Human Dao, wasn’t it effortless to handle a bunch of emperors who relied on the [Imperial Jade Seal] he created for legitimacy?
As the hooks and chains of the [Twelve Golden n] descended once more, it didn’t take much effort before the eight emperors were caught together.
Like the [Elephant Head Ming King] before them, they were pulled into the high sky.
And locked within the deepest part of the Dharma Net on a golden pillar.
Wang Yuan, hidden in the shadows, saw everything clearly. In just a mont, three or four outsiders were already locked onto those golden pillars.
There were both Ghost Gods and living people.
Any one of them, having lived for several hundred years, would be a notable figure in the cultivation world.
But this Ancestor Dragon Imperial Mausoleum was obviously ruthless, directly luring people in to kill them.
No matter how profound their cultivation, they could not avoid sinking like a broken lance into the sand.
Wang Yuan instinctively hid even more carefully, not wanting to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors.
Inside the Sealing Boundary, without [Corpse Son], this pillar of strength, the remaining magicians rapidly t their demise.
So even tried to desperately seize the [Passage Guide] that could exempt them from punishnt, only to be sadly and effortlessly pulled away by the [Mysterious Golden Hook Formation].
In a matter of monts, only two Immortal Officials remained on the field: Di Yi Fu and Dao Yuechan still resisted.
Especially Di Yi Fu, better to call her... Di Yi Wealth!
Born in the Mystical Weapon Temple, a forge that is never short of money for weapon casting and artifact refining.
Apart from possessing supre Thunder Skill unparalleled in the Mortal World, what she was best at was "Money Power".
She was the complete opposite of the Poverty God Xin Xiaowei, who was adept at using "Great Bankruptcy Skill".
While the realm of Daoist Skill could be suppressed, Money Power would never fail!
Adorned with the Golden Step Rattle twisting around the mountain, Cold Star Bright Moon Earrings, Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, Jade Heart Bracelet, and Immortal Cloud Boots... all shining brilliantly.
The Money Spear, Seven Steps Bewitching Ruler, Golden Embroidery Peak... over a hundred Magic Artifacts and Deceit Objects flew through the air.
On the ground, thousands of cannons of all sorts were lined up in a row.
One could say that from the tips of her hair down to her toes, she was like a moving fortress brimming with firepower.
Even compared to the second most valuable Cultivator, her worth was quite considerable; next to her, one would seem inferior.
"When the Jade Cave of Divine Clouds summons the Xuan verses, the operation of thunder eliminates all disasters. A thousand truths obey the command to support the true king, the energy of spirit and soul swiftly retreats and hides.
Mixed with three palaces returning to the splendid chamber, the cavern reflects a myriad of bodies entering the Mingtang. The divine operation fuses the foundation with heaven and earth, towering majestically above, encircling the Jade Pure King. Six thunders turn the red path while the eight luminaries circulate the River’s force.
Hurry, hurry as the Decree commands!"
Activating the secret Five Thunders Dharma Body of the Mystical Weapon Temple, she was enveloped in roaring thunder and glowing radiance, a re gesture from her hand releasing a treasure trove fit for a king, bombarding enemies with thousands of treasures!
Especially those non-Daoist Skill related cannons, their power was in no way discounted.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...
The fiery blaze of the cannons roared, causing the Qin Law Dharma Net overhead to tremble.
Using them against Corpse Son was a joke, but they were not entirely useless against Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals.
At first glance, she saw clearly that the bodies of the Twelve Golden n were not here. If she could help Corpse Son slay ng Shao, there really was a chance to escape to the heavens.
Unfortunately, Corpse Son was defeated too quickly. Just beginning to set up his stance and without even the chance to coordinate, he was steadily suppressed by the army.
"Their defeat is certain."
Being colleagues once, Wang Yuan hesitated whether or not to reveal his trump card prematurely and swung the Taiyue Sword towards the Sealing Boundary to deliver a blow.
Just when he tried to see if he could save Di Yi Fu and Dao Yuechan,
he saw ng Shao not going for the kill. Instead, two chains descended, binding them to the Golden Pillar as well.
The reaction of the Tribulation Energy above Wang Yuan’s head grew more intense.
Knowing they were no longer in imdiate danger, he decided not to continue watching the aftermath and imdiately turned to leave.
He didn’t forget to scatter a group of Painted Skin Ghosts and Yin Officials, allowing them to continue scavenging the land as they did in the Yang World.
His figure flickered ghost-like, covering hundreds of miles in a single step. Soon, he had taken over the identity of an Official Qin and swaggered into the Yin side of Xianyang City.
...
At this ti,
with the imbalance of Yin and Yang energies and the inversion of Yin and Yang, a grand ritual was being hastily prepared in Xianyang, which would soon unite the two.
Organizing sacrifices, cleaning the streets, rehearsing performances... Officials Qin, Generals, and civilians, hardly anyone was idle.
From top to bottom, not a single person truly took those outsiders seriously.
[Ritual: It is necessary to use one’s own bloodline descendants as "Corpses", to draw the Dragon Energy from nine "Emperors".
Convey the will of the eight extremities of heaven and earth and use eight Green Seals as Human Pillar Sacrifices:
Two Martial Saint Realm subordinates, two Masters of the system imbued with Dragon Energy, two Ghost Gods holding the power of the Yin Departnt, two Immortal Officials possessing Divine Positions of the Heavenly Dao.]
Elephant Head Ming King and Corpse Son, these two Dharma Image Realm beings, Di Yi Fu and Dao Yuechan, the two Immortal Officials, were successively captured.
The greedy outsiders were toyed with by the rules of the tomb, clapping along, and the required Human Pillars for the Promotion Ceremony were rapidly replenished.
Emperor Shi had been preparing for this day for a full eighteen hundred years; even though he remained in slumber, he had reserved various safeguards to ensure his plan would be executed without fail.
The vast consciousness within the Nine Dragons Coffin beca increasingly lucid, beginning to prepare the next step of the ritual.
However, when he understood his own "posthumous" history through the Dharma Net and the "foolish bait-eating fish" that had been devoured,
the voice that had always held wisdom, for the first ti, expressed unexpected surprise:
"Why was the Eighteenth Son Huhai chosen to succeed the Emperor after the Second Generation, rather than the eldest son Fusu? Have all of my other children and bloodline descendants been killed and eradicated by the Eighteenth Son?!
Then, as my bloodline descendant ’Corpse’, could it be..."
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