「Imperial Capital!」
After leaving the battlefield, Gui Guzi did not rest. Instead, he traveled day and night, rushing back to the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court. With a heavy heart, he entered the palace. This was a matter of grave importance, and he had to report to Qin Wudao as soon as possible and prepare counterasures.
"State Preceptor, you’re back!"
At the entrance to the imperial study, Xu Chu, who was on duty, was slightly surprised to see Gui Guzi quickly approaching and greeted him warmly. As Qin Wudao’s personal guard, he was acquainted with all the civil and military ministers and could chat with anyone he t.
"There’s an urgent matter, so I’ve returned earlier than expected!" Gui Guzi was not in the mood for small talk. He replied briefly and stepped into the imperial study.
As State Preceptor, he had the privilege of eting the monarch directly without prior notice. Not only him, but all the other prominent court officials also had this privilege. This was to enhance work efficiency. If it was a minor matter, they could handle it themselves. Only when confronting urgent and critical problems would they seek out Qin Wudao.
Inside the imperial study, Qin Wudao was engrossed in writing an imperial decree. He looked content, seemingly in high spirits. The great war was about to end, and he was preparing the reward standards to recognize the warriors who had fought for the country.
"State Preceptor, why are you back?" Hearing soone enter, Qin Wudao looked up, paused for a mont, then asked with surprise.
Gui Guzi bowed briefly and got straight to the point, "Your Majesty, we are in big trouble! The God-Demon Tao Domain has collapsed, revealing a crack in the world. It may not be long before powerful beings from other worlds discover the Original Continent!"
Hearing this, the smile on Qin Wudao’s face vanished instantly. He had no idea how powerful these other worlds were! But he was sure of one thing: only worlds with beings stronger than the Immortal Realm possessed the ability to wage war across worlds. Consider this: during the Mid-Prival Era, myriad immortals graced the world, the Path of Immortality thrived, and celestial beings shone in splendor. Yet, even in such a glorious age, the Original Continent lacked the ans to explore other worlds.
"Is there a way to seal this world rift?" Qin Wudao rubbed his brow and asked in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Gui Guzi replied confidently.
Qin Wudao’s eyes lit up. "What’s the solution?"
"The Nine Provinces Cauldron!"
"..."
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the imperial study turned cold. This solution was as good as none. Even if they knew the Nine Provinces Cauldron could seal the world rift, they had to possess one. Could they just conjure one?
"Conjure one!" Suddenly, as if Qin Wudao had thought of sothing, his eyes lit up. He didn’t have one now, but he could get one from the system! The Nine Provinces Cauldron was a divine artifact of Huaxia. It certainly couldn’t be found in the Original Continent. His only hope was to rely on the omnipotent system.
"Issue a decree! Order the frontline troops to imdiately attack the Saint Heaven Institute, the Lin Family Saint Clan, and the Golden Cauldron Inn! Conquer all the major Tao Domains!" Qin Wudao stood up. A磅礴 imperial might erupted from him, instantly sweeping across the entire Imperial Capital, carrying a murderous, iron-willed intent.
Ti waits for no one! No one knows when the powerful ones from other worlds will arrive. He must acquire the Nine Provinces Cauldron within the limited ti available. Moreover, he had already planned to wipe out the three major sacred sites! This would kill two birds with one stone!
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「The following day!」
In an ancient Stone Palace in the Beast God Tao Domain, Bai Qi sat cross-legged, his eyes closed as he comprehended the ’Godslayer Divine Grid’ legacy. Strands of crimson Spiritual Energy lingered around him, carrying an endless killing intent.
"What is it?" A quarter of an hour later, Bai Qi opened his eyes and asked coldly to the seemingly empty Void.
The Void rippled, and a figure in a black robe erged. His face was indistinct. After respectfully saluting, he solemnly said, "General Bai, His Majesty orders the imdiate mobilization of troops to attack the Saint Heaven Institute, the Lin Family Saint Clan, and the Golden Cauldron Inn!"
"This general understands!" Upon hearing this, Bai Qi, composed as ever, slowly stood up. A suffocating murderous aura erupted from him, dyeing the entire Void within tens of miles blood-red.
"n, summon all generals! There are important matters to discuss!" Bai Qi’s icy voice echoed, resounding and firm.
At noon that sa day, the Qin army, fresh from capturing the Myriad Demon Saint’s Court, once again raised their butcher’s blades, pouncing in three different directions.
This move imdiately sent countless factions into a panic!
...
At the Saint Heaven Institute, despair gripped the nurous students. They had just received news that the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court had dispatched troops, and one of its armies was heading towards the Institute.
Their Patriarch had fallen! Millions of elite disciples had been wiped out. They understood perfectly well what this ant. In the brutal world of Martial Artists, being without powerful experts was like being a tiger without claws and fangs. Now, the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court was playing the role of the hunter, fully ard and ready to deliver a fatal blow.
Most disciples silently packed their belongings and fled the Saint Heaven Institute, preparing to live in anonymity.
In the southeastern corner of the Institute, there was an ancient courtyard where a giant ancient tree grew, towering ten thousand feet high, flourishing with lush leaves, teeming with life. This tree had a lovely na: the ’Seeking Saint Tree’! The ’Seeking Saint Tree’ had existed since the early days of the Saint Heaven Institute. Its smooth trunk, carved by the invisible hand of ti, bore countless old scars.
"Old Ancestor, why did you have to provoke the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court!"
Beneath the ancient tree stood a group of white-haired old n. Their faces were deeply wrinkled, their vitality diminished, and they exuded an aura of decay, as if they were on the brink of death. But their eyes were exceptionally sharp. In their youth, they too had written legends on the continent. But now, they were old, hiding in this ancient courtyard, rely surviving, awaiting death’s arrival. But now, they had to take up their weapons, dragging their decaying bodies to protect the Saint Heaven Institute.
"Tens of millions of years have passed in a flash. I wonder if anyone still rembers the na ’Wind River Moon’!" a bearded old man exclaid. He threw down his cane and walked towards the courtyard gate. With every step, his aura grew stronger. Within ten paces, he had transford from a decrepit old man into a robust middle-aged man. His aura fully erupted, shattering the Void and stirring up a tempest.
"Let this old body of mine make its final contribution!"
"As long as we are here, the Saint Heaven Institute will not perish!"
Dozens of white-haired old n laughed heartily, their powerful presence压迫. Their aged bodies seed to hide true dragons, containing boundless strength. If any expert had been there, they would have been astonished to discover that these old n had no vital energy left within them. They were like pieces of decayed wood!
...
「The Lin Family Saint Clan!」
An atmosphere of desolation shrouded the entire mustard seed world. All Lin Family mbers remained silent, weapons in hand, seemingly awaiting sothing.
"Protect our ho! Fight to the death!" a seven or eight-year-old child roared, brandishing a wooden sword. His innocent face, devoid of the naivety typical of his age, showed only grim determination. He didn’t understand royal power and hegemony, nor life-and-death feuds! But he, and others like him, knew that invaders were coming, and they had to protect their ho!
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"Mine! This is mine!"
"I saw it first! Why should I give it to you?"
Among the three sacred sites, only the Golden Cauldron Inn was in the most wretched state. Tens of thousands of hired experts, ard with sharp weapons, barbarically rushed into the ten-thousand-story pagoda like a swarm of locusts, snatching clean every valuable treasure.
Not only the Golden Cauldron Inn headquarters, but riots also erupted in its branches everywhere! This colossal entity, which had stood on the continent for a hundred million years and possessed untold wealth, had already collapsed before the Qin army even arrived.
...
However, just as all forces turned their attention to the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court, a larger turmoil was about to erupt, one that would turn the already unstable Middle Region into an absolute powder keg!
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