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Inside the Great Wall, Jiang Wang dared to cleave Huang Ye Yu with his sword. Ji Zhao Nan also shot his spear out like a dragon at that time.
The young cultivators put on a dazzling display, shocking even the Asura King.
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They never lack courage.
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Now, add in a prepared Ying Wu who can always be ready to take the Dao, plus a heavenly treasure known as Baqiao...
Jiang Wang never belittled himself. He dared to strike a few swords at even the most imposing opponents, and in a head-on confrontation with Yan Dao, he had no reason not to probe for weaknesses and exploit them. He knew that this combination indeed had the possibility of killing Huang Ye Yu - although the danger was also clear.
He crossed his sword at his knee, calmly watching the flames flicker: “This time, I fight for humanity, to establish the dominance of Shenxiao...I cannot refuse.”
"With your word, great things will surely be accomplished!" Ying Wu then stood up: "I shall go to seek the heavy Xuan Feng Hua. In three days' time, I will return here to share in this grand occasion!"
The figure of the great Qin prince, Xiong Kui, disappeared at the mouth of the cave. The three people in the cave remained silent.
They each sat in meditation, gathering their strength. Before making a decision, they had many thoughts and carefully weighed their options. After reaching a decision, there was only one thought left in their minds.
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It was simple—if they didn't kill Huang Ye Yu, they were finished.
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No one asked, after killing Huang Ye Yu, how they were going to escape.
Everyone here understands war.
After killing Huang Ye Yu and winning a temporary vacuum in the enemy's rear, what should be done next Need to ask
Although they couldn't directly storm into the depths of Yu Yuan, cooperating with the human army to break through the stalemate between the two sides wouldn't be difficult—the extent of their success would depend on how Xu Wang and his team performed and how the Shura responded.
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In short, as long as Huang Yèyǔ lives, everything else is irrelevant. Once Huang Yèyǔ dies, the victory is assured, the only difference being how much they can win.
As for the benefits of winning this great war to Qin, these are not matters they should be considering.
The Yaozu, Mozhu, Haizu, and Shura are all great enemies of the human race. Fighting in places like Bianhuang and Yuyuan is for the sake of humanity.
If all people in the world were to act solely in the interests of their own countries and clans, fearing that aiding outsiders might harm their own gain, they would all be making this kind of calculation.
A person from Qi should only be in the Spirit Realm, a person from Chu should only be in the Immortal's Graveyard, and heroes of Jing Mu should only be on the Border Wasteland.
The Demon Realm should not have all sides working together, and there is no need for Ji Zhao Nan and Chong Xuan to come here.
When the country of Yang collapsed, there was no need for cultivators from all over the world to spontaneously travel to the sea frontier. Two thousand three arrived at the sea each day!
Jiang Wang, as a member of the Taixu Pavilion, has long proven his capacity through past deeds.
Therefore, Yingwu said that since there was only a slight misunderstanding between them and no hatred, the foundation for cooperation existed. Because what they were going to do was not just about vying for the glory of one person, but as Jiang Wang had said, it was about fighting for the human race and establishing the dominance of Shenxiao.
It's nothing more than "extraordinary responsibility".
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Jiang Wang raised his hand and gently pressed down, extinguishing the campfire completely, plunging the cave back into darkness—before the storm arrived, firewood would run out.
If we can quell Yu Yuan today, when the time comes for Shenxiao to attack, many fewer human sons will die!
In the dark cave, a flame flickered.
The abandoned altar, lit up.
The flames danced, casting flickering shadows that leaped like phantoms on the cave walls.
A man in a hemp robe stood swaying unsteadily.
From the entrance of the cave to this point, he had fallen thirteen times, struggling each time to get back up—this body was truly too fragile, and his soul hadn't fully recovered yet. He needed to feel the sharp pain, and he needed to grasp the burden of his physical form.
The coroner, Wang Teng, was clutching his face in pain. He took a labored breath, but his eyes were full of joyful smiles.
The air outside is so fresh!
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He braced his hands against the derelict altar, a wistful longing in his eyes.
It's been a long time since I've seen the world...
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How long has he been in the central prison
There were countless days.
That period was incredibly harsh. Even someone as twisted as him found the methods used in that prison to be utterly depraved.
...to the point where even now, he's a little dazed— did I really get out
The means employed by "Di Zang" were truly profound and inscrutable. Even though he benefited from them, using them to escape, he still felt uneasy and restless within his heart, unable to find peace.
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That's why he came here.
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After all, he hadn't made many "friends" in all his years wandering the world.
He carefully watched the flame, pouring his soul energy into it in a special way, at a unique frequency, without interruption, until a certain moment when the flame flickered and turned blue.
"Hm" A voice echoed from within the flames: "Coroner"
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Qin Guangwang's incantation finally connected with him. Or perhaps a more accurate way to put it—Qin Guangwang finally neutralized the danger of this conversation and provided a response.
"Big Boss! It's me!" Even though it wasn't his own body, Officer Wang's face was filled with genuine emotion, sadness, and closeness. He welled up with tears: "I tried to contact you many times, I finally got to see you. I thought I'd never see you again... Big Boss!"
"Oh, oh—" Qin Guangwang's voice sounded very distressed: "It's still you who found me, Wufu, my good comrade. How many people did you bring to hunt me down this time"
“Boss, what are you saying!” Investigator Wang was furious and heartbroken: “I’ve been loyal to you with all my heart! I never forgot the organization even while imprisoned in the central Heavenly Prison. No matter how that old fox tortured me, I didn't utter a word! I always kept secrets for the organization! I defended the dignity of Hell’s Gate with my life!”
"Is that so" Qin Guangwang's voice echoed, "How come all the ghosts in my secret ghost house were wiped out"
"It must have been the Song Emperors who reported us!" Officer Wang growled. "That old thing named Kuang Yixin, I saw through him a long time ago, he's a two-faced, treacherous dog! When I'm better, I'll go and exterminate his clan, avenge my brothers, and get revenge for our leader!"
Qin Guang Wang let out a ‘hehe’ chuckle: “Alright, alright… So what's the situation now You escaped from the Heavenly Prison in the center”
"Yes, boss, I didn't disgrace you!" Officer Wang cried with tears streaming down his face: "I endured humiliation and suffered torture. With my indomitable will and belief in the organization, I never gave up hope. Finally, I found an opportunity and, through my own efforts, successfully escaped from the Central Heavenly Prison!"
“Wow, after all these years, you’re the first one to escape from the Central Heavenly Prison.” Qin Guang Wang’s voice was filled with admiration: “From now on, our organization's resume can add a line - Hell has no doors, a certain Yan Luo successfully escaped from the Central Heavenly Prison. You think business will be much better”
The officer Wang heard this and felt something was off. He quickly said, "There have been people who escaped before, that guy was called Min…Minhar! Yes, the Divine Envoy of Mu country. Central Heavenly Prison sounds terrifying, but it's actually nothing special. Even Old Man Sang Xian has... others can't escape, they just don't have enough skill! Big brother, you still don't know my capabilities"
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Qin Guang Wang Dao: "Oh, what happened to Min Har later"
The coroner, Wang Mo Ming, said bewilderedly, "How would I know that"
“People should still read more. Even assassins like us need to keep up with the times and never stop learning. Otherwise, we'll be easily eliminated.” Qin Guangwang’s voice was laced with a sigh: "Inspector, I have high hopes for you. But let's meet again only when you've truly survived. The organization is too fragile now to take risks, you have to understand—"
“I understand, I understand… but I really survived, didn't I!” Officer Wang patted his rather flimsy body without much force: “See, I’m perfectly healthy!”
King Qin Guang let out a long sigh: "Come on, tell me, what's your plan to contact me"
“Since I've escaped, of course I have to go home!” Officer Wang stated matter-of-factly. “Boss, I missed you so much! I want to continue following you!”
Qin Guang Wang remained noncommittal: "Before your return, is there anything you require"
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"It's true, there is a small matter..." Officer Wang cautiously probed: "Could you check my soul and body for me Big Brother, I only have you as a friend, as a brother. I've always treated you as an elder brother. As the saying goes, an older brother is like a father—"
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King Qin Guang interrupted him: "Aren't you sure if you have the means of the Central Heavenly Prison hidden on your body"
“There are only a bunch of mindless zombies in the Central Prison, capable of nothing but tormenting people. What means could there be that I wouldn't notice” The coroner Wang scoffed, “However, my escape from the Central Prison this time, although mainly due to my own efforts, did indeed receive help from one person. This person is too mysterious, and I'm uncertain about their intentions...”
“Oh” Qin Guangwang’s voice became faint: “Who is this person”
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The official Wang didn't dare to lie at this time. He had to give Yin Guan truthful information, so as to have a chance to truly eliminate his own risks: "I don't know who He is. I only know that He is hidden deep in time, a person named 'Di Zang', who can talk to me in the Central Heavenly Prison. He said that he only needs to help me escape, and doesn't need anything—eh"
The blazing flames in front of me suddenly vanished.
Qin Guang Wang hadn't even finished speaking before he vanished, the connection severed abruptly.
The coroner, Wang, slapped the altar vigorously: "Hello Hello Hello"
The sound echoed lonely in the cave.
The lonely coroner Wang, finally realized that the boss wouldn't be coming back.
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He kicked over in anger: "What do I understand!"
It's infuriating that the leader of the organization would act this way. He was seething with anger, saying: "I've always been loyal to you, but you're cutting ties with me and this organization—there's no humanity here at all!"
But obviously, his understanding of "human touch" is not deep enough.
For in the next instant, a surge of danger erupted, the cave roared, and curses danced wildly. The entire abandoned altar was shattered!
The coroner Wang only had time to leave a furious shout: "You mother**er, are you still human You even blow up your own people—"
The abandoned altar was destroyed completely, leaving no trace. The cave also collapsed instantly, burying all connections.
In the faraway state of Ji, there was an inn named "Mokan Guest House".
As a rising brand, it adopts a low-key and comfortable style, not very eye-catching.
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In this unassuming inn, a moderately priced guest room.
The room was empty, but suddenly there were rustling sounds, followed by a string of curses: "Damn Qin Guangwang! I, who shone brightly like the moon reflecting in the ditch, poured out my loyalty with no return. What a useless fool!"
A person rolled out from under the bed.
Three breaths ago, it was nothing more than a corpse.
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Of course, now that he has opened his eyes, he has become Wang the coroner.
He eyed his new look with barely concealed disapproval: "Well, at least I'm prepared..."
With Qin Guangwang seeking his own death, the task of assassinating the royal family of the Jing Kingdom fell to another. The notorious assassins' organization, Hell's Gate, rose to prominence only to be eradicated overnight.
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As a veteran of the organization, he unfortunately fell into the net. His Blood Coffin was plundered, and naturally, his "treasures" became Sang Xian Shou's collection.
His main body was nearly crippled, and the temporary bodies he borrowed didn't fit well.
Otherwise, he wouldn't need the help of King Qin Guang.
Changing bodies many times, weakening the connection with each previous one, making himself a completely new person again and again—who could possibly use him anymore
Forget about cause and effect, it's all just nonsense.
As long as the body keeps moving, even he himself won't remember who he is.
But to truly forget who he was, to lose himself in the world—he still fell short.
It was also this time when he was captured by Sang Xian Shou that he realized this problem.
So he chose to live here.
After escaping from the central prison, he didn't make a mad dash for somewhere else. Instead, he stopped in the Zhongyu region. The State of Ji wasn't anything special, it was just closer to the Guanhua Terrace.
But there's one thing - the Ji state is next to the Wo state.
The Woguo was Tan Duo Xuan's home. It was the very same place that the Central Celestial Prison had investigated, where Tan Duo Xuan was born with a thirst for human blood. He would weep when he drank milk and rejoice when he drank blood.
However, before solving the problem, he had to solve a physical one—his current body was simply not up to par. He couldn't even hope to contend with the world's heroes, let alone flatter them.
He now has to carefully ration his strength even for passing gas.
When the real battle begins and power is unleashed, this physical body probably wouldn't last for even three breaths.
Another body was unceremoniously tossed under the bed. Only then did the coroner, Wang, leisurely begin changing his clothes, even taking a moment to adjust his appearance in the mirror. Now he looked like a scholar, and indeed, quite a weak one. He fished out a purse of unknown origin and casually rubbed away the mark on it.
Walk out slowly.
A single pebble dropped into water can create a large ripple. This is the "abnormality" within order. And the Mirror Stage excels at capturing abnormalities. In simple terms - he's not about to run away.
Coming downstairs to the counter, he settled his account with the shopkeeper and paid a month's rent. Then, he left.
This "certain inn" is a chain inn opened by the Yun Guo Chamber of Commerce. It is said to be the Shao Gezhu (young master) of Lingxiao Pavilion's entrepreneurial attempt.
As for the living experience of King Wu Guan, it's pretty decent.
Unfortunately, the one surnamed Ye, this "old woman who is late to bloom," is very wicked. Many notorious senior figures suffered losses at her hands.
Otherwise, he would really like to take a break in this prosperous Cloud Nation.
There will always be opportunities.
The coroner, Wang Youxian, leisurely looked around, observing the environment without making a sound.
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After making sure there were no problems, he still wandered around the city for half an hour. Then, naturally, with a turn of his body, he left the city gate and headed straight for the suburbs.
The purpose of this trip was very clear. I had already found out a few days ago—ten years ago, there was a powerful divine warrior in the Qi Kingdom who died tragically in battle. His body was buried in the royal mausoleum of the Qi Kingdom.
It is said that gods descend upon death. Many people understand this to mean that when a cultivator dies in battle, their physical body will disintegrate.
In fact, that's not the case.
According to the extraordinary cultivator's age and injuries before death, there will be different processes of decay.
According to King Wu's experience, this possessed corpse should still be usable. Of course, it's not as good as a freshly deceased one, but it's much stronger than his current weak body.
With his immense strength as a royal officer, Wang, even with a body ravaged by hardship, could wield extraordinary power and easily conquer small nations.
Ji Guo was not a great nation; its entire country was no more than a deity observing a powerful figure.
But mausoleums like this are naturally heavily guarded. There are quite a few messy formations as well.
The coroner Wang had already studied it thoroughly, but he still patiently observed it again.
Finally, when the moon was high in the sky, Coroner Wang cautiously avoided the guards and slipped into the imperial mausoleum.
The cemetery at night was eerie, but to him, it felt like home. He could find his way around even with his eyes closed.
Following the stench of death, he could easily find his target. With a complete map of the imperial tomb in hand, he barely had to exert himself before reaching the burial chamber where his target was located.
A distinguished coroner like Wang, always acted with caution. The closer he got to his target, the more careful he became.
He completely suppressed his aura, moving with the experience of a killer honed over many years, progressing in a state almost like a corpse. Even if a powerful individual could sense blood energy from afar, they wouldn't be able to detect him.
After a moment, he stopped on his own accord, lying down at random on the ground, blending in with the cemetery. If not for the lack of a coffin and soil, this would have been the most ordinary corpse imaginable.
It wasn't that he perceived any movement, but as an excellent assassin, he needed to confirm the target's situation once more before making a rash move.
The moment the assassin struck was the moment they succeeded. There was a long preparation beforehand, and a swift conclusion afterward. The code of conduct for the "Hell's Gate" organization, he, as a veteran member, had also contributed to formulating it - though their leader wasn't much to speak of.
The cemetery was eerily silent, with only the occasional caw of a crow breaking the stillness.
The magistrate Wang Lien's breath was gone. The eyes of the corpse were flung open, pupils spinning madly before snapping to a halt, leaving only a blank stare. Blowing away that void, one could see what lay beyond.
This is precisely the fundamental law that he had never imparted—the Ten Directions Ghost Mirror.
It was also during his time in the organization that he connected with various underworld figures and learned their secret arts.
He was stunned to see——
Above the grand tomb where his goal lay, a shadow just happened to drift!
To have been beaten to the punch
The magistrate Wang Yue narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the scene carefully.
Under the moonlight, that person's ten fingers danced and changed constantly.
Although he looked ghostly, his face was elegant and he was a gentleman.
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What a righteous ghost cultivator!he right to just speak for yourselfAren't you like me, having tasted the most extreme humiliation in the world and been grafted into this grotesque formYou, Xiong Sansi... what's so great about you!Sp...