Ding Ding Little Stone
Chapter 816 Origin Heaven Pearl! The Curtain Falls!
Previously, they had some understanding of the Earth Immortal powerhouse behind Chen Yuan, but they believed that the royal court had some trump cards to resist.
But now, when it truly erupted, they realized that they had overestimated themselves. Such an Earth Immortal powerhouse was indeed not something they could contend with.
With almost no hesitation, a single thought arose in the minds of the three Barbarian Gods simultaneously.
"Run!!!"
Of course, before leaving, they had to use the methods they had prepared. A majestic light instantly rose from each Barbarian God's body.
That was the location of the royal court's national fortune.
The three rays of light condensed into a heavenly barrier, blocking everyone's path. In the next moment, the three Barbarian Gods simultaneously tore through the void and turned to flee.
And the barrier that they had originally imagined would be able to hinder that Earth Immortal powerhouse was vulnerable under that sky-covering palm, like a fragile mirror. The moment it made contact, it directly shattered.
Transforming into a cluster of brilliant fireworks, presented before everyone's eyes.
And facing the fleeing three Barbarian Gods, the giant palm did not stop at all, tearing through the void as well, and directly chasing after them.
The sudden change shocked everyone. It was as if time had frozen at that moment. No one thought that in such a short period of time, the situation had undergone earth-shattering changes.
Simply... unimaginable.
The old Celestial Master of Wudang Mountain leaned on the True Martial Sword in his hand and laughed loudly, feeling extremely happy. As strong as the three Barbarian Gods were, they were ultimately nothing more than this.
They didn't even dare to fight head-on. Just sensing the aura was enough for them to flee instantly.
"Withdraw!"
The panicked escape of the several Barbarian Gods also shocked the strongmen of the Northern Barbarian Steppe. They were extremely frightened and didn't hesitate much, directly issuing a retreat order.
And most of the Northern Barbarian warriors were directly frightened out of their wits by that ten-thousand-zhang giant palm. Hearing the high-level officials issue the retreat order, they did not hesitate at all and turned to flee towards the rear.
The originally solidified battle formations and queues instantly collapsed, like the receding tide, running towards the rear without any regularity.
"Amitabha..."
Moro breathed a sigh of relief. The stone that had been weighing on his heart finally fell, and he felt endless fatigue lingering in his mind.
At the same time, a layer of haze shrouded his heart.
Just the Northern Barbarian Steppe alone had given him so much pressure. If the Immortal Realm descended, how many terrifying Immortals would descend into the world?
Could Chen Yuan block them?
"Hahaha, kill all these barbarians!"
The old Celestial Master, who had already reached his limit, regained a glimmer of life, his face flushed with red, feeling as if he had returned to his full strength at this moment. He directly picked up the True Martial Immortal Sword and chased after them.
Too much killing is detrimental to cultivation, but killing those Transformation Yang realm powerhouses of the Three Royal Courts is still no problem.
Wei Wuque, the Heir Apparent of Northern Liang, propped himself up, raised the royal banner of Wei Jinfeng high, and shouted with all his strength:
"By order of the King of Northern Liang, today... no sheathing of blades!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The Northern Liang army, with only a third of their original strength remaining, looked at the bodies of their comrades all over the ground, feeling anger surge up and rush to their heads, completely disregarding the fatigue and weakness of their bodies.
They mounted their horses one after another, opened the Sword Gate Pass, and galloped towards the fleeing Northern Barbarian army.
On this day, the dozens of miles of territory outside Sword Gate Pass were dyed blood red.
On this day, wronged souls rose up everywhere, and the battle shook the heavens.
On this day, corpses lay everywhere, and heads rolled...
.....
At noon, the scorching sun shone down on the world, and the entire Sword Gate Pass was warm, but no one cared about such good weather, and no one was lying on a chair sunbathing.
All that existed was a bleak atmosphere permeating Sword Gate Pass.
The remaining Northern Liang soldiers carried the bodies of their comrades, neatly arranged together. The bodies of those Northern Barbarians outside were also piled up and burned,
The aroma of cooked meat constantly poured into the soldiers' noses, but none of them were intoxicated. Instead, they felt a little nauseous, because it was human flesh.
The body of Wei Jinfeng, the King of Northern Liang, was covered with the banner of the Northern Liang army. Heir Apparent Wei Wuque knelt beside him, staring blankly at this scene. The sadness had long passed, but he still felt a sorrow emanating from the bottom of his heart.
Moro stood aside, chanting scriptures of salvation with a calm expression.
The void twisted, turning into an invisible portal. Lu Chengfeng, with white hair and beard and a fairy-like demeanor, stepped out from within, carrying a head in his hand.
The head of Zhu Ming, the Barbarian God of the Gu Feng Royal Court.
He threw it directly on the ground, and it rolled like a ball next to Wei Jinfeng's body.
This time, he was truly enraged, and he used his true strength. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to solve the three Barbarian Gods and be done with it once and for all.
Unfortunately, those three guys also had some tricks and powerful foundations, which gave him a lot of trouble. In the end, they even fled in different directions, making it impossible for him to catch up.
He could only kill the most unpleasant one on the spot. As for the other two, he didn't know where they were hiding, so he could only return.
"Thank you, Senior, for your help today."
Wei Wuque came back to his senses, looked at the head on the ground, and quickly knelt down to Lu Chengfeng. He deservedly accepted this gift, looked at the body on the ground, and said in a deep voice:
"Wei Jinfeng... is a person of character."
"Benefactor, your arrival this time was extremely critical. If you had arrived a quarter of an hour later..." Moro shook his head. He only received the sound transmission talisman that Lu Chengfeng had burned on the way.
In fact, he didn't know when he would arrive, so he could only keep persevering.
"This old man was a little late..."
After the battle with the Buddha, he hurried towards Sword Gate Pass, crossing several states in one night, traveling tens of thousands of miles. The speed was actually not slow.
After all, Earth Immortals had not yet reached the point where they could be in one place with a thought.
"I don't know how King Yan is doing."
Moro's eyes narrowed slightly. He had been waiting for Chen Yuan's news, but he had not received any messages from the Heavenly Book until now.
"That kid's strength is no weaker than yours. Dealing with a mid-Human Immortal of the Eastern Sea should be no problem," Lu Chengfeng shook his head, not worried.
This can also be regarded as a simple division. Condensing a flower of rules is regarded as entering the Sixth Realm, the initial stage of the Human Immortal. Condensing two flowers can be regarded as the middle stage of the Human Immortal.
Three flowers gathering at the top is the peak of the Human Immortal.
"But what if there is more than one Immortal?"
Moro raised his head and said softly.
......
"Eastern Sea Sacred Peak, Thousand Zhang Mountain, one step, one level to ascend to heaven. Eternal lava refines the mysterious, the Origin Heavenly Pearl condenses the heavens and the earth. A Divine Pearl transforms into a god, the rules of heaven and earth are falsely made true. The Nascent Soul transforms into an Immortal God, inner and outer unity, Martial God is achieved!"
Martial God!
Martial God!
Martial God!
When Chen Yuan sensed this thought that melted into his heart, a layer of flame seemed to instantly ignite in his eyes. As expected, it did not exceed his expectations. This opportunity was indeed related to the Martial God.
Eastern Sea Sacred Peak, Eternal Lava, Origin Heavenly Pearl!
He didn't know what the Eastern Sea Sacred Peak was, but he had heard Moro mention the Origin Heavenly Pearl. Each one was a treasure of heaven and earth, a treasure that even Immortals would go crazy for.
It could help people understand the rules of heaven and earth. Every time one was born, it would drive Immortals crazy, but there had been no trace of it in recent centuries.
After all, no one knew where this thing was condensed, and no one could calculate it.
One could only rely on their own chance to encounter it...
"Hoo..."
Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing the excitement in his heart. Now was not the time to think so much. The most important thing was to immediately ask Moro about the recent situation in Northern Liang.
After all, compared to this, the pressure on Northern Liang was the greatest.
....
After ending the connection with Moro, Chen Yuan's face was not very good-looking. Although he had defended Sword Gate Pass this time and killed many Northern Barbarian warriors,
He was also killed a Barbarian God by Lu Chengfeng who rushed there, but he couldn't be happy no matter what, because... the King of Northern Liang, Wei Jinfeng, had died in battle...
Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Northern Liang army had fallen, and countless were wounded.
The loss was not small.
This battle could be said to have completely shattered the warlords entrenched in Liang Province, led by the Wei family. The casualties were heavy. If they were enemies, it would naturally be worth being happy about.
But they were not enemies. Wei Jinfeng had already defected to him. He had promised the Wei family that they would forever guard Liang Province and guard the border for him. Moreover, he really admired Wei Jinfeng.
Whether it was the internal turmoil in the Central Plains or the wars, everyone else basically wanted to get a piece of the pie, only Wei Jinfeng had not moved. Of course, it cannot be said that he had no ambition.
It was just that whenever the Northern Barbarians pressed the border, his choice was to defend the territory.
It is enough to judge the heart, not the deeds, and there are no sages to judge the deeds!
In his conversation with Moro, Chen Yuan also informed him that he would enshrine Wei Wuque as the new King of Northern Liang, and the Northern Liang army would be under his command from now on.
In addition, the Yan army would also allocate a large number of resources and elites to supplement the Northern Liang army.
The old King of Liang, Wei Jinfeng, was given the title of Zhenbei King, a king on par, and was allowed to be buried with the etiquette of a national lord, erect a monument, and offer a temple. All other matters were up to Wei Wuque.
Whether it was a lack of strongmen to guard the area or other matters, he was free to ask.
Wei Jinfeng's death made him very regretful, but the person was gone, and what needed to be considered was the future. Enshrining Wei Wuque was to reward him for his merits this time, to reassure him, and to show that Chen Yuan was not a person who would kill the donkey after it had served its purpose.
The second was to show it to others, so that they would know what kind of character he, King Yan, Chen Yuan, was.
Lu Chengfeng was already on his way back to Wudi City, while Moro would stay in Liang Province for some time to guard against the Northern Barbarians making a comeback, and at the same time assist Wei Wuque in capturing and chasing down those fleeing Northern Barbarian soldiers.
It was naturally undesirable to kill them all. It was not about being merciful, but about needing a large number of slaves to rebuild passes and repair roads, until... all of them were worked to death.
This was a better torment than killing them.
Liu Shengjun and Wuteng Jing were both annihilated, and nothing was left. Therefore, after ending the call with Moro, Chen Yuan left the turbulent void.
He returned to the sea area where they had met before.
When he came back, the battle here was already over.
All the warriors brought by Liu Shengjun had fallen on the spot, or had been left with restrictions and enslaved for life.
The moment Chen Yuan appeared, both Ye Xiangnan and Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Although Chen Yuan had shown to be very powerful before, the opponent was, after all, an Immortal, and no one could guarantee whether there were other Immortals lying in ambush, which could be called dangerous.
Now that he was back, it basically declared the end of that battle.
"The army has begun to counterattack and is in a state of stalemate. Please give the order, King Yan."
Ye Xiangnan bowed and clasped his fists.
"Pass on this king's order, if the Eastern Sea warriors dare to resist, kill them all. Those who surrender will be spared their lives and turned into slaves, never to be forgiven.
Build a Jingguan and let everyone watch."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Ye Xiangnan quickly left with his men.
"Not your style."
Jiang He raised an eyebrow.
But Chen Yuan smiled:
"Killing is difficult to kill cleanly, and the killing is too heavy, which is detrimental to cultivation, but it is impossible to forgive them. If you want to destroy the Eastern Sea, you must start from the root."
"How to do it?"
"Destroy their country, destroy their beliefs, break their minds, abolish their martial arts, destroy their history, and spread from top to bottom that the Eastern Sea people are inferior races and are born guilty.
They must die for the Central Plains in order to be reincarnated in the Central Plains Divine State in the afterlife. Establish new beliefs, create gods, and let them... never be able to turn over for eternity.
There can never be too many slaves."
"Why does it sound a little familiar?"
Jiang He thought slightly.
"That's what the Buddhist sect spread in the Western Regions, turning the entire Western Regions into nourishment, and then supporting a world-class immortal sect. The Eastern Sea is also a nourishment."
"This move is indeed crueler than killing them."
"Not only the Eastern Sea, but also the Northern Barbarians and Southern Border. When this king pacifies them one by one, he will turn these places into slave lands to support the Central Plains.
Become the true center of heaven and earth, the realm of the Divine State."
"Aren't you afraid of their backlash later?"
"Reprimand them from the root, cut off the path above the Dan realm, even if they want to rebel, how much power can they have? Oh... and... choose some people from their own people to manage them.
These people will be more ruthless against their own people..."
Chen Yuan smiled faintly. This was a plan he had made a long time ago, and now he could finally start to implement it step by step.
"I heard that you promised the Heavenly Demon Palace to forever guard the Eastern Sea?"
"The Demonic Path is still the Demonic Path after all. Even if they have loyalty and heroic feelings, the killings they commit are still too great. They often use blood sacrifices to refine treasures and cultivate. Isn't putting them in the Eastern Sea a perfect match?"
"Understood."
Jiang He nodded solemnly.
Feng Jiuge felt a chill in her heart, realizing that Chen Yuan was even more ruthless than she had imagined. He wanted to destroy the race of the Eastern Sea and make them unable to turn over for eternity.
"Let's go, this battle can be considered over. This king... still has some other things to do." Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the eastern sky.
The road to the Martial God has finally been completely opened...
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Seeing some book friends saying that the combat power is being suppressed.
Let me explain here, the Sixth Realm is divided into three heavens. Is it called suppressing combat power if the initial entry into the Martial God realm directly rivals a Earth Immortal? This is already very strong. If it were really the initial entry into the Martial God realm and one could be invincible in the world, Chu Taizu would not have died a thousand years ago...