“Your millennia of cultivation, capable of overturning rivers and seas, is indeed impressive!”

“But does that mean my mere two centuries of cultivation are truly worthless?”

With this strike, Hu Ma also intended to test the extent of his abilities. Therefore, he unleashed a mouthful of True Yang Arrow without holding back. His entire body was like a furnace, pouring forth a torrent of Yang energy into the lake.

Truth be told, this True Yang Arrow was merely the most basic skill of a Shou Sui Ren (Year Keeper), so Hu Ma was prepared. If it didn't work, he would bite the tip of his tongue and use the Blood Yang Arrow.

...But thankfully, even though he was a Shou Sui, and his skills were a bit clumsy, they were still effective.

He watched as the lake water began to bubble and boil, the billowing steam forming a thick, almost solid fog. Various spirits and monsters in the lake struggled in agony. The faster ones desperately scrambled ashore, while the slower ones floated to the surface, bellies up.

The Three-Headed Jiaolong (Flood Dragon), hiding at the bottom of the lake, was clearly shocked and enraged. Suddenly, it stirred up earth-shattering waves in the center of the lake and emerged.

"This kid..."

In Huzhou City, Erguitou (Second Pot), who always maintained a somewhat aloof and capable demeanor, was ready to help Hu Ma.

Back in Shangjing City, they were unable to subdue the national teacher, who left with a flourish. Therefore, they didn't have a clear understanding of each other's strength. Erguitou even felt a bit apologetic toward his little martial brother...

After all, he had given him the original form of the Zou Gui (Ghost Walker) lineage!

As a transmigrator, he had always been dedicated and diligently followed the Bao Liang Jun (Grain Protection Army) for this reason.

Afraid that Hu Ma couldn't suppress the Jiaolong, he wanted to come and help.

Only now did he suddenly realize that he seemed to have misunderstood something. He gasped, holding his breath in his belly, forgetting to exhale.

"Boiling the lake and refining the Jiaolong, he..."

When he finally managed to speak, his voice trembled, "What kind of ability does he have now?"

"Ten incense pillars..."

The old abacus beside him also trembled as he spoke, "Right Protector, don't you know what ten incense pillars represent?"

Erguitou trembled, "I've seen five or six incense pillars before I crossed the bridge. I even fought with someone who had nine incense pillars in the Wang Si Cheng (City of the Wrongfully Dead). Of course, they were powerful, but he only had one more pillar. How could it be..."

"So exaggerated?"

"..."

"The first nine incense pillars are already different. He cultivated the life and death records in a proper and upright way to obtain nine incense pillars, the pinnacle of the human world."

Although the old abacus could barely explain it using the theories of the Da Luo Fa Jiao (Great Luo Dharma Sect), he had never seen anything like this before, so he was also filled with emotion.

While explaining, his voice trembled, "Our Da Luo Fa Jiao believes that nine incense pillars are already the limit. Moreover, he has pure Yang nine incense pillars. This tenth incense pillar is completely beyond the pale. It's no longer the Dharma of our Da Luo Fa Jiao, but the Dharma of Great Might Master."

"The first nine pillars are astonishing, but can still be explained. But this tenth incense pillar is a life beyond life, a cultivation beyond the heavens."

"Because a person in the human world should not have a tenth incense pillar. Therefore, when he has this pillar, it is equivalent to transcending, but his transcendence is different from crossing the bridge."

"Those who cross the bridge are avoiding the world, hiding away."

"And this tenth incense pillar is equivalent to the heavens and earth being unable to contain him, so one more pillar is added..."

"The national teacher coaxed him, saying he wanted him to take the path of transcendence in the Yang world. That was initially to make him carry the Twelve Ghost Altars and deceive him, but now it seems..."

"...He really has a glimmer of success?"

"..."

Erguitou was stunned for a long time before suddenly saying, "In other words, he hasn't crossed the bridge, but his abilities are no less than those who have?"

"I can't really say for sure about the deeper principles..."

The old abacus just smiled wryly and shook his head, "Anyway, when he says he's not as good as others..."

"...Just take it as him being modest!"

"..."

"What kind of despicable and devastating sorcery did you use to be so vicious?"

The Three-Headed Jiaolong, who had rushed out of the lake, was furious. The lake water couldn't hurt him, but the severely injured spirits in the lake angered him.

After all, he was born a spirit. Although he reincarnated as a human, he only recognized his Jiaolong body. Therefore, he didn't value the human armies, but the spirits in the lake that he had enlightened were what he truly considered essential.

But now, more than half of his friends and brothers had died or were injured. How could he not be angry?

Because he was usually too careful and had little contact with people in the know, his vision was naturally poor.

Seeing that Hu Ma's skills were so terrifying, he assumed that he was someone from the mystic world using a devastating technique. He even thought that it might be the most advanced original form of the ten-surname schools or something. Roaring, he rode the clouds and mist forward.

He still understood the principle that the more powerful the magic, the worse the person's physical combat skills were.

This kid on the lake was skilled in magic, so he would swallow him in close combat.

The lake surface was already filled with white vapor, as if a fog so thick that you couldn't see your fingers had arisen in an instant. He came in a rage. People in the city looked from afar and only felt the mist outside the city being stirred by a giant creature. They vaguely saw black shadows moving, with a monstrous stench.

Compared in terms of size, Hu Ma, who was standing on the city wall, was insignificant, even after using his dharma body.

It was as if the clouds and mist in half the sky had turned into living things, pressing down on the small stone pavilion on the city wall.

"If you don't come closer, I might not be able to deal with you!"

However, facing the other party's ferocity, Hu Ma suddenly smiled. The three heads suddenly turned back, but one of them, with a peaceful expression, was aimed at the clouds in the air.

Then, one arm suddenly grabbed forward, and in this hand, a black bottle shape vaguely appeared. It was the bottle Shifu (master) that Fourth Sister Zhou had given him, which had also undergone new changes.

This bottle Shifu represented the ultimate changes in various martial arts and magic methods in the Shou Sui lineage. Before officially cultivating the Great Might Heavenly Duke General dharma body, Hu Ma had to practice each move and style according to their guidance, but now, mysterious changes had occurred again.

The bottle tilted forward naturally, containing countless changes, and could naturally break the corresponding spells.

"Ka!"

In the mist, there was originally a behemoth twisting its body, earth-shattering. But when Hu Ma suppressed it with his bottle, the mist suddenly contracted inward, then exploded outward in an instant. Immediately, the appearance in the mist was clearly seen.

There was no behemoth, no three-headed evil Jiaolong. There was only a man in his thirties, holding two long spears, being grabbed in his hand.

The man had not yet reacted and was still shaking his head, but immediately, his face turned pale...

"You have millennia of cultivation?"

Hu Ma brought him close to his eyes, took a look, and then sneered. His five fingers exerted force, and his bones were snapped.

Then, he threw him to the ground and said, "Pick it up!"

No matter how fierce the Three-Headed Jiaolong was, its bones were broken and it couldn't move. It could only struggle desperately.

The others in the city didn't have Erguitou's discerning eyes and couldn't see clearly what had happened. They only knew that after the Three-Headed Jiaolong King escaped into the lake, Hu Ma followed him to the edge of the city wall.

The next moment, a fierce god vaguely appeared. Endless white vapor rose from the lake. Inside, it seemed that the Three-Headed Jiaolong had transformed into its original form, and a giant six or seven zhang tall was fighting it.

But before they could see it clearly, a man in white armor rolled out of the mist and lay on the ground, howling.

Someone recognized his armor and knew that this was the Three-Headed Jiaolong King.

But they didn't know why and were a little afraid to go forward. Zhou Liang and Zhao Zhu took advantage of trusting Hu Ma. Since he told them to go forward and capture him, why be polite? Especially Zhao Zhu, dragging his steel fork, rushed forward quickly.

He even overtook the Four Great Generals of Old Yin Mountain and pointed the fork at the Three-Headed Jiaolong's face, "Got him!"

This was a great achievement!

A genuine great achievement. Capturing the thief king, what a great credit!

"I have millennia of cultivation, destined by heaven. I'm just waiting to sit on the imperial court and transform into a true dragon..."

The changes and the difference in status made the Three-Headed Jiaolong unwilling to admit it. He howled and couldn't accept it.

Perhaps he was too aggrieved. As he strained his throat and shouted desperately, in the northern part of Huzhou City, there was a huge Fujun Temple. In this temple, the previous body of the Three-Headed Old Jiaolong was enshrined.

Now, the Jiaolong body that had received incense for several years sensed the despair and anger of the human body, and suddenly shook slightly, along with the entire city.

It was as if a huge earthquake had occurred. The houses and city walls shook, and a thick fog filled the night, making it ghostly and eerie.

The people and soldiers of the Bao Liang Jun in the city felt dizzy for a moment.

In a daze, they looked up and seemed to see a figure larger than Huzhou City appearing in the night sky.

It was roaring angrily, approaching the human world.

After all, many people still respected the gods. When they suddenly saw such a movement, they trembled and wanted to kneel down.

"Don't kneel!"

According to common sense, at this time, Hong Deng Niangniang (Red Lantern Goddess) should be invited to fight with this Fukun.

But since he had already taken action, there was no need for that.

Hu Ma just snorted coldly and turned his eyes to Yang Gong, who was riding over, and said, "The Zhen Sui Fu (Demon Suppression Bureau) doesn't kill living people. This Three-Headed Jiaolong isn't doing good either. His sins are unforgivable."

"Now that he has fallen into the hands of the Prince of Mingzhou, it's up to you what to do."

"As for what's enshrined in the temple..."

"..."

He sneered, raised his sleeve slightly, and in an instant, a roaring wind swept in from outside the city.

The night seemed to be compressed to the extreme at this moment. The sky above Huzhou City also seemed to be solidified into a solid piece. In the deepest part of the night, a golden light suddenly appeared, forcing back a lot of the cold mist above Huzhou City.

Two huge golden-armored gods, carrying a box, lifted their feet, stepped over the city wall, and respectfully placed the box in front of Hu Ma.

Hu Ma reached out from the box and grabbed the Zhen Sui Ji Jin Jian (Demon Suppression Golden Mace) and shouted, "The Zhen Sui Fu opens, golden armored gods appear, the Huzhou Fukun holds a high position and does nothing, his sins are compounded, immediately charged!"

"Remove the golden statue and bring the guillotine!"

Boom!

It was as if a city was pressing on top of another city. The Zhen Sui Fu floated eerily from behind Hu Ma.

The golden light illuminated the row of ferocious guillotines inside the Zhen Sui Fu.

The second one on the right was the tiger-headed guillotine, which had been used once before when beheading the Five Fiend Gods. The first one on the right was the dragon-headed guillotine, which was dark black, and the blade had been sealed for many years. It had not been used since the reopening of the Zhen Sui Fu.

As Hu Ma gave the order, the golden armor case rustled and turned.

The next moment, in the Zhen Sui Fu, golden armored warriors suddenly raised their heads, took steps, and walked out of the Zhen Sui Fu.

The golden iron chains on their bodies slid, rushing towards the Huzhou Fukun Temple. Golden hands tore down the temple gate, shattered the temple threshold, and went straight into the temple.

Before long, they had escorted a black shadow with a stout and slender body, but with three heads at the front end, from the temple. Ignoring its desperate struggles, they escorted it to the front of the Zhen Sui Fu.

Black gas permeated, impacting the souls of the people in the city, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false. They all just looked up blankly.

"Spare me, spare me..."

When they saw that the dragon-headed guillotine had been raised and the golden-armored warriors were stuffing him under the guillotine, the black shadow was frightened.

His body trembled and he shouted desperately.

The Three-Headed Jiaolong was an unusual species of heaven and earth. Not only did it guard the blood food mine and cultivate an astonishing level of cultivation, but it also exploited the loopholes in heaven and earth. After the Reincarnation Road was broken, it still conceived and transformed into a human form, and then borrowed this human form to obtain a part of the Mandate of Heaven and was sealed as a grass-roots king.

Because he had the Mandate of Heaven, his fate in this world belonged to the ranks of princes. When he wanted to be beheaded, he needed to use the Dragon Blade.

If it had not obtained the Mandate of Heaven and was only a Fukun, then only the tiger-headed guillotine would be needed.

He also knew this, so he was not convinced when he was captured, but was frightened when he saw the dragon-headed guillotine.

"Is the number of days something that you can contend for?"

Hu Ma was merciless and waved his hand. A token flew out from the Zhen Sui Fu and landed next to the Three-Headed Jiaolong.

"Behead him!"

In a cold shout, his expression was disdainful, "I also have three heads, and you also have three heads. What level are you, having three heads like me?"

"Chi!"

The dragon-headed guillotine was raised high and landed firmly. Even though the Three-Headed Jiaolong still felt that he had a body of magic power and had many skills that he had not been able to use, he was held down by the golden-armored warriors and could not move at all.

With a cry of unwillingness, his head fell to the ground in an instant.

At the same time, above Huzhou Fucheng, the pervading baleful aura dissipated in an instant. Instead, endless blood energy was generated. In the spiritual temple, the golden statue of the Three-Headed Jiaolong peeled off piece by piece, and the three heads rolled out of the temple at the same time.

"Jiaolong King, you colluded with the Niang Er Men (transgender) demons, secretly engaged in licentious sacrifices, and used living people to refine demons. You do not cultivate virtue and repay good deeds."

While Hu Ma was opening the Zhen Sui Fu above Huzhou Fucheng and beheading the Fukun statue of the Three-Headed Jiaolong in a grand and upright manner, Yang Gong had also ridden his horse to the front of the human body of the Three-Headed Jiaolong, who was being held down by Zhao Zhu and others.

Lofty and above, he shouted sternly: "My Bao Liang Jun came here to act on behalf of the heavens for the people. Now that the evidence is all there, I will let you take a knife in front of the people of Huzhou!"

"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender..."

The Three-Headed Jiaolong King's millennium of cultivation had been destroyed, leaving only this human body. He was immediately frightened and shouted loudly.

But no one paid attention to him. Someone had already dragged him to the platform where the Niang Er Men had used to sacrifice women and children. Soldiers in the army who used knives acted as executioners, walked onto the stage, took a sip of strong wine, spit it on the knife, and then swung it firmly.

"Puff!"

Fresh blood spurted out, and the head flew three or four zhang and landed on the ground.

At this moment, everyone in the city heard a desperate and fearful cry, suppressing the chaos in the city.

The Zhen Sui Fu beheaded the god, and the Bao Liang Jun beheaded the man. The Three-Headed Jiaolong King, who had been entrenched in Huzhou and was ambitious, was defeated and destroyed overnight.

A grass-roots king in the world who had the qualifications to compete for the Mandate of Heaven was missing in the blink of an eye.

"Greetings...Greetings, Bao Liang Wang (Grain Protection King)..."

The people in Huzhou City didn't know how long they had been stunned before someone suddenly reacted and took the lead in kneeling down in the direction of Yang Gong.

Immediately, even those collapsed soldiers and captured leaders trembled and knelt down, bowing down.

"Breaking the city overnight and beheading an old demon with millennia of cultivation, the name of the Bao Liang Jun should spread throughout the world!"

At this time, Hu Ma was finally relieved and came to Erguitou and the old abacus.

The old abacus next to him was already horrified and trembled, "He...He actually only had five hundred years of cultivation, not a thousand."

Hu Ma glanced at him and said, "Don't worry about so many details. Just promote it to the outside world like that."

The old abacus immediately understood and hurriedly lowered his head.

The Niu Bu Shi (Beef Eaters) disciples next to him didn't need to ask any more questions and had already understood Hu Ma's meaning and went to make arrangements.

"Now that the Three-Headed Jiaolong has been beheaded, the Mandate of Heaven..."

Erguitou also reacted and was about to ask anxiously when he saw that Hu Ma had already taken out the Zhen Tian Bao Yin (Heaven Suppressing Treasure Seal).

Holding the seal in his hand, he saw that the seal bloomed with a soft and heavy glow in the deep night, which was in line with the saying of the Kingly way of the Mandate.

In Huzhou City, when Yang Gong chopped off the head of the human body of the Three-Headed Jiaolong, a formless aura flew out of the Three-Headed Jiaolong's body. This aura was neither real nor virtual, and only those with high magic power could feel it.

It was the Mandate of Heaven.

Hu Ma could clearly feel that this wisp of the Mandate of Heaven flew onto the seal, and the seal suddenly became much heavier.

The last "Chang" character he was looking for had now begun.

And at the same time that he was looking for a stroke of this Chang character, he slowly raised his head with the perception on the seal. In his eyes, there was no longer the vast smoke of Huzhou City, no longer the houses and city walls. He saw through the heavens and the earth at a glance.

All kinds of stars and lights scattered in the world, accompanied by various domineering, forbearing, or noble figures.

He pursed his lips slightly: "That's where the remaining Mandate of Heaven lies?"

……

……

"Report..."

"The Bao Liang Jun entered Huzhou and broke the Three-Headed Jiaolong King's army in one day and night."

"Prince Yang Gong of Mingzhou beheaded the Jiaolong King, the Zhen Sui Fu broke the mountain and cut down temples, beheaded the Jiaolong God, the red lantern was hung in the temple, and the people were united."

"One of the thirty-six grass-roots kings is now missing."

The events of the beheading of the Jiaolong King, the destruction of the golden body, and the hanging of red lanterns in Mingzhou happened in the middle of the night, but this news spread throughout the world before dawn.

In a certain place, a young man in a red crown and silver robe who heard this news sighed and said upward: "Dad, you still want to test the strength of the Bao Liang Jun in Mingzhou. Now, it seems that they are not only gold, but even better in color than ordinary grass-roots kings!"

"This is probably just a test. They also have to put on a show for those transmigrators to see. I guess that after seeing this, those people will rest assured and enter this game."

"In that case, there is no use in testing. Do you think our Zhao family should take action first, or use some method to fool the other surnames to take action first and see the truth?"

(End of this chapter)