"Boom—"
The Imperial City Square, completely altered in appearance, now bore yet another huge crater. A gigantic white palm pressed Aguge firmly into the ground, pinning him down without relief.
"Roar!"
Aguge roared in rage, his robust arms, imbued with a Divine Power that could shatter mountains and split ridges, pressed against the ground, trying to lift his prostrate body.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the base of the pit cracked open myriad fissures, only serving to press his body deeper still. Aguge’s strength was tyrannical, but the Vast Righteous Qi that ford the giant palm was even more so. Even the "Phoenix Sky Strategy," a secret Divine Skill of the Northern Zhou Imperial Family, could not synergize with the "Vast Righteous Qi," highlighting its overriding nature.
Above the Imperial City, ng Shanhe, in his avatar of righteousness, stood with his hands clasped behind him, floating in midair. The Vast Righteous Qi ford clouds that dispersed in the air, and like the one suppressing Aguge, two giant white palms, one on each side, pressed down on a massive fireball.
Within the fireball was none other than the Red Sun Dharma King, head of the Great Snow Mountain Esoteric Buddhism.
Normally decisive in the Great Snow Mountain, the Dharma King now sweated profusely, his hands spread wide, desperately maintaining the Fierce Yang Shield to withstand the pincer attack of the two giant white palms.
But, just like Aguge, the actions of the Red Sun Dharma King were equally futile.
"Bang—"
The fireball burst open like a firework, the Red Sun Dharma King caught between the two giant palms, his bones, which should have been Vajra Unbreakable, emitting distorted creaking sounds.
"Zuicheng!"
The Red Sun Dharma King, not daring to disrespect ng Shanhe, could only vent his fury on Zuicheng, who had betrayed him. What happened to the foolproof plan? What about the march into Northern Zhou? And where was that ultimate trump card he had promised? Why hadn’t it appeared yet?
Sadly, the three Esoteric Sect Divinity Realm warriors involved with Zuicheng were crushed to death by the white giant palms a quarter of an hour ago, leaving nothing behind.
Of all the Divinity Realm warriors who had co from Japan, only Yagyu Munenori, prioritizing the protection of the "Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword" above all else, had quietly withdrawn after witnessing how easily ng Shanhe blocked the shockwave aid at the Imperial City, and was whisked away by a dark shadow.
Indeed, the sches of the Esoteric Sect were well-planned; the five-person Mandala Formation, combined with the Nine Dragon Sky Array and the dragon-phoenix harmony created by the "Feng Mingxiao," and with Xin Yuan as the traitor stabbing from within, was a setup guaranteed to annihilate the Zen Sect.
At the Mountain River Academy, Emperor Feng Tianming initially issued a decree to stall, relying on ng Shanhe’s principle of typically not intervening.
After eliminating the Zen Sect, Yagyu Munenori was supposed to use the "Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword," a weapon supre in restraining the Dragon Vein, to display the "Slaying Eightfold" swordsmanship and sever the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein, causing severe injury to the Emperor of Northern Zhou, Feng Tianming.
Subsequently, the Red Sun Dharma King and Right Prince Aguge were to enter the fray to kill both Feng Tianming and Feng Mingxiao. If ng Shanhe intervened then, it would allow the Han King from the Golden Wolf Han Court to enter and engage.
It is known, ng Shanhe had protected Northern Zhou for three hundred years with such strength, yet he never resolved the threat from the Golden Wolf Han Court—this was because the Han King possessed power that could match his.
Had the Heavenly List included nas from beyond the Central Plains, the Han King would likely have been listed as well.
Even if the Han King couldn’t hold out, the Esoteric Sect still retained their largest trump card, the Sun God Tian Zhao from the Extre East, which had yet to be revealed.
Logically, such a well-orchestrated plan, interlocking perfectly, should have been foolproof.
But the current situation showed that each link in this ticulously woven chain of plans had failed.
Emperor Feng Tianming had switched sides at the critical mont, aiding Xin Wen to escape from death. Then, Xin Yuan’s backstabbing failed, only to be backstabbed himself. ng Shanhe forcefully entered, quelling all dissidence, and Xinyuan intercepted Tian Zhao by the East Sea Coast.
Throughout all the gambits of the Esoteric Sect, the only one that could be construed as a success was Yagyu Munenori severing the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein with the "Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword."
But this plan, heh, perhaps not only the people of Esoteric Buddhism wish to see it realized.
"ng Shanhe, stop."
A majestic voice, filled with boundless domineering intent, resounded out of nowhere above the Imperial City.
"Khan King." Aguge imdiately recognized the owner of the voice—it was none other than the Golden Wolf Khan, ruler of the great grassland to the north.
"Khan King." The Red Sun Dharma King felt relieved as well, feeling that his life might just be spared.
"Golden Wolf Khan, it has been many years since we last t. I hope you are well," ng Shanhe’s avatar said with a smile.
He had actually been waiting for the Golden Wolf Khan to appear, for even with the strengths of Aguge and the Red Sun Dharma King in the Divinity Realm, they still wouldn’t have managed to hold out against ng Shanhe for so long.
"ng Shanhe, let go of Aguge and the Red Sun Dharma King, and I promise not to seize this opportunity to attack Northern Zhou."
The voice of the Golden Wolf Khan held an irreversible tyranny as if he wanted to settle the matter this way.
"Ten years, the Golden Wolf Khanate will not invade Northern Zhou for ten years."
Yet ng Shanhe, who cultivated the "Vast Righteous Qi," was nothing close to a weakling. The mont he spoke, he set a ten-year term. It was known that even when his Primordial Energy was unhard, the invasion cycle of the Golden Wolf Khanate had not exceeded a year; otherwise, there wouldn’t have been the last incident where Yi Qianshan slew a hundred thousand n.
ng Shanhe demanding ten years was simply...
"Dream on!" the Golden Wolf Khan snorted coldly, "Northern Zhou is now greatly weakened. Whether the Emperor of Northern Zhou can survive another three years is questionable, let alone ten years. Don’t dream too beautifully."
"ng Shanhe, I absolutely do not agree to this. If necessary, I will slaughter two hundred thousand people in Northern Zhou to accompany Aguge and the Red Sun Dharma King in death. ng Shanhe, think carefully—do you want to kill the Red Sun Dharma King and Aguge, or do you want the lives of two hundred thousand people in Northern Zhou?"
In his words, there was the utmost threat, and the Golden Wolf Khan was indeed capable of slaughtering two hundred thousand people.
So, would ng Shanhe, a Confucian scholar, agree?
If it were in the past, ng Shanhe would definitely have agreed, but now...
"Khan King, don’t forget, Zen Sect will soon be preaching in Northern Zhou. Among these two hundred thousand people, how many believers can it bring to Zen Sect?"
ng Shanhe looked at Xin Wen, "Master Xin Wen, does Zen Sect care about this matter?"
"Amitabha," Xin Wen said, "Of course we care. Golden Wolf Khan, heaven cherishes all life, and our Great Zen Temple will not allow you to massacre innocent people."
Having just entered Northern Zhou to preach, they could not afford to fail at this juncture. Thus, although Xin Wen knew ng Shanhe was using him, he willingly stood up.
Suddenly, the sky above fell into silence, as if the Golden Wolf Khan was also caught in a dilemma.
The Xinyuan Abbot of the Great Zen Temple was even stronger than ng Shanhe—a supre warrior. If they joined forces, the Golden Wolf Khanate would pose no problem.
In fact, a more significant issue now was the possible counter-invasion of Northern Zhou aided by Zen Sect against the Golden Wolf Khanate, had it not been for the discord between Zen and Confucian sects in spirit, though not in appearance.
Now, it seed that ten years was not so much an opportunity for Northern Zhou, but rather for the Golden Wolf Khanate.
Despite the Golden Wolf Khan’s arrogant deanor, the wolf’s nature was not only ferocity but also a cunning comparable to that of a fox. How to choose, the Golden Wolf Khan already had a decision in his heart.
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