Yu Ziqing, after understanding why Old Emperor Qian had turned mad like this, realized this point.
So Yu Ziqing was pondering what to do, by what ans, to deal with Old Emperor Qian.
Could it be that they really need You Zhen to stall for ti, allow the Mountain Lord to transcend himself, and then cut down Old Emperor Qian with a single strike?
The Ancient God must be laughing uproariously beneath the deep sea at this mont, waiting to enjoy the spectacle, watching the human race's internal conflict, while having ample ti to pursue other matters.
Yu Ziqing glanced at Old Yang, continuing to feel his own chest.
But this ti, he wasn't touching the rusty sword, but his own heart.
"Actually, you don't need to think that everything has to be resolved by you alone.
You can't solve everything, and it's the sa with this incident.
Just like how, as Emperor Dui, and being soone from Jinlan Mountain, it was normal for and the village chief to resolve the problems of Dadui.
The issues of Dali were resolved by Dali itself, and the problems of Dazhen were handled by Dazhen alone.
So issues can't be solved by individuals alone."
Yu Ziqing stayed silent for a long ti, then exhaled deeply.
"I understand, you are right, sir.
I just want to beat him to death with my own hands.
Even facing All Gods, I have never had such a strong desire.
I feel there is a fire blazing fiercely in my chest."
"Too much killing intent is not a good thing."
"You misunderstood, sir. I don't want to kill him, I just want to beat him to death, can you understand that, sir?"
Old Yang pondered these strange words for a mont, then looked into Yu Ziqing's eyes and nodded.
"I observed You Zhen's advancent process, and I'm very sure I can't accomplish it.
I believe the village chief can achieve it in the future, but I cannot.
Learning from You Zhen, learning from the village chief, I estimate my limit is only 99%.
But even 99.9999% is still not ten.
If it's not ten, then it doesn't reach that extre.
It will never be able to complete a leap of transformation.
But I thought of another point, you are right, sir, this is not just my issue, nor is it solely my personal grievance."
Yu Ziqing took out a Dharma thod, handed it to Old Yang, then took out a page from An History Book.
"Let's try, if one person can't do it, then let's employ countless people."
Old Yang's expression changed, and after a long silence, he nodded.
Yu Ziqing collected the new dust and fluorescence ground by Old Yang into the Dao Court, then left the Extrely Cold Forbidden Land, heading eastward, entering Dazhen's territory.
Old Yang looked at the Dharma thod; it was the Rumor Sect Manual acquired from the Dadui Seal years ago.
Years ago, the calamity of the Demon Concubine in Dadui was brought about by the power of this Dharma thod, manipulating public opinion to ruin people and create the calamity of the Demon Concubine.
After Yu Ziqing got it, he didn't even pass it on, only referenced it briefly, and never cultivated with it thereafter, nor did he wish to use such power.
Old Yang shook his head, sighing inwardly.
"There's no need to spread rumors anymore; it's already as black as it can be..."
Despite saying so, he was still willing to try according to Yu Ziqing's intentions.
He swiftly studied and comprehended its key, slightly grasped the basics, then flew to the Gang Wind Layer.
If it were to spread rumors, of course, it wouldn't be enough, but if it's just conveying facts, and with Old Emperor Qian already being in such a disgraceful state, the difficulty was naturally minimal.
He opened his mouth and exhaled, releasing the wind, and as he spoke, the power of the rumor surged out, spreading with the wind, borrowing the power of the Gang Wind, roaring and expanding outward.
The weak power riding the wind, once among the masses, naturally got channeled in.
Because the people below, from only being able to pray for the great ones to save them, narrowly escaping death, having left despair behind, the only thing they could do was curse Old Emperor Qian.
The weak power emitted by Old Yang, blown on the wind, not only did not diminish as it passed through the gathered crowds, rather it grew stronger, leveraging the Gang Wind Layer, exponentially expanding, rapidly spreading across the living world.
...
Yu Ziqing walked through various parts of Dazhen, serene in expression, with one hand placed on his chest, feeling the sense of control over his emotions, able to maintain calm thought.
However, the fire of anger in his chest burned more intensely, growing ever stronger.
He walked past a city and heard cultivators, so cursing Old Emperor Qian, so expressing gratitude to Old Emperor Zhen.
ntioning Old Emperor Zhen, they recalled how he burned everything, using his vast body to support that huge fragnt, preventing it from descending, visibly withering into skin and bones, his hair turning white.
Anyone could easily see that Old Emperor Zhen truly burned everything for Dazhen.
If not for Dadui's return and reopening the Tenth Tier path, even if Old Emperor Zhen were stronger, he would have no choice but to fall.
Those who could curse the streets now would have largely died in the first wave of impact.
Yu Ziqing left the city, reaching the grasslands, listening to the ordinary herders also discussing and cursing, condemning the Evil Devil.
In their eyes, Old Emperor Qian was the greatest Evil Devil.
Yu Ziqing listened to the persistent rustling sounds in his ears, also sensing the ever-building, wind-borne power of the rumor characters in the sky.
He traversed Dazhen, heading south, entering Dali, with the gathering power growing stronger.
Everywhere he looked, it seed as if under the entire world lay hidden flas that, with the slightest breath, would ignite spectacularly.
He traveled across Dali from east to west, through Kuihou Country, into Dadui, and finally, from West Qian, directly into Daqian territory.
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