Capítulo 1982: Chapter 154: Cloaked in Mist and Rain (Part 2)
It can be said that Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui’s risky plan has reached this point, a situation where Zhuang Country is bound to benefit no matter how it proceeds.
This is their ga!
Additionally, those matters.
Like Lin Zhengren having to show his value to stay alive. Du Yehu having to risk his life to gain trust, Jiang Wang having to painfully beat Du Yehu to the brink of death…
Are just incidental moves in their chess ga!
It’s a side tactic to confuse Zhu Weiwo.
Sotis what you think is a monuntal event, the most important person in the world to you.
Is rely sothing others do offhandedly, sothing others casually manipulate…
To Jiang Wang, it’s like this; to Du Yehu, it’s like this, and even to Lin Zhengren, it’s like this.
It’s just like this…
Jiang Wang walked silently out of the city, and at so point, the sky started to drizzle.
The misty smoke made everything appear unclear.
So people dressed as Sin Guards surrounded him.
Jiang Wang recognized one of them—the lazy guy who always leaned against the city gate collecting bribe money.
They were certainly not here to cause trouble.
In fact, they hesitated to speak.
With the Sin Lord captured, what aning did the Sin Guards have anymore?
Most of them were just worriedly watching the unconscious Lian Heng in Jiang Wang’s hand.
Jiang Wang threw the unconscious Lian Heng at them.
Simply saying, “Irredeemable City is no more, go and save yourselves.”
Irredeemable City, long the core of this lawless area, dissipated with those words.
Amidst the interwoven gazes of confusion and puzzlent, he alone carried that broken spear and left.
Conical hat and raincoat, letting the drizzle be.
…
…
Amid the wilderness, from a distance in the sky, ca a sharp voice—
“Mo Jingyu of Great Yong has died in Irredeemable City, the city lord Huang Jinmo is highly suspect and has been captured. By the command of our Emperor, the boundary is locked for a thorough investigation; no one is allowed to leave!”
The voice, amplified by so magic artifact, echoed repeatedly, spreading in all directions, startling countless birds into flight.
Accompanying the voice was a large group of swiftly flying soldiers.
Even while flying high in the sky, they maintained a complete formation, their vigorous energy unspent, soldier slayers faintly connected—this was undoubtedly a rare elite force!
The leading young man, clad in battle armor with a twin-sword at his waist, exuded an extraordinary martial presence.
He suddenly turned in the air, gracefully agile like a falcon, stopping before a silhouette in a conical hat and raincoat.
“Go back, no one is allowed to leave now.” He said, looking down.
This person was none other than Beigong Ke, the legitimate grandson of the Duke of the State of Yong, Beigong Jade, who had previously appeared on Guanhe Platform!
During the war in Zhuang Yong’s country, he fought bloody battles on the Jing’an Prefecture front line, resisting the Red Horse Guard under the command of Yi Maoxian, the State Minister of Yong, preventing the Jing people from moving south, and was comnded for the top achievent in Jing’an Prefecture after the war.
At the Yellow River Gathering, he entered the top eight, achieving a feat unmatched by Yong Country in hundreds of years, using it to boast his fa.
To so extent, the na Beigong Ke represented the power of a reborn Yong Country.
His background demonstrated that the Emperor of Yong had not forgotten his ritorious vassals, his age showed the vibrant vitality of Yong Country.
Regardless of family background, achievents, talent, or capability, he was the number one among Yong Country’s young generation and was seen as the future of Yong.
He naturally should have exuberant self-confidence.
And the person in the rain, carrying a broken spear, looked up at this young general and took off his conical hat.
“I am Jiang Wang.”
The cold sharpness in his eyes made Beigong Ke’s pupils involuntarily contract!
But then he steadied his gaze again.
The Yong country soldiers behind him gathered around but were halted by his single hand.
He looked at Jiang Wang, a smile on his face: “Of course, Jiang Qingyang has the freedom to co and go…”
But he then held his twin swords with both hands, with barely restrained fighting spirit in his eyes: “Want to try?”
At the Yellow River Gathering, he was defeated by Qin Zhizhen.
And Qin Zhizhen lost to Jiang Wang, missing the champion’s title.
The gap between them was the difference between the top eight and the champion of the Yellow River Gathering.
But no spirited young person would believe in the existence of an insurmountable peak.
Just as Qin Zhizhen’s paper strength was clearly above Jiang Wang’s back then, yet the ultimate victor was Jiang Wang too. In real battles, anything can happen.
Without fighting once, there will always be regret.
He believed Jiang Wang could understand his feelings.
And Jiang Wang in front of him indeed only said one word—”Co.”
Clang!
The twin swords were already out of their sheaths!
Beigong Ke was in the air, with two sharp sword qis, one in front and one behind, forming a “ten” shape, dividing the sky into four parts.
Then there were four sword qis, then eight…
Before the twin swords, the sword qi seed endless.
Jiang Wang took a step, thus crossing the sword energy and advancing upwards.
Sword, montum, and man.
Xiao Shu charged towards God Arrives for forty days; he also watched for forty days.
Zhang Xun’s Sword Qi Silk pierced through the Sun True Fire; he saw it with his own eyes.
Not a day in cultivation passed without progress, moving forward repeatedly.
Nurturing an isolated island, carving a Star Tower, experiencing worldly feelings, treading distant roads, comprehending the Tao Path, and verifying divine skills!
Strands of sword energy ca and went.
Like flying birds, like traveling lightning.
However, Jiang Wang, stepping on the Qingyun Mark, only moved upwards, only moved forward.
Proceeding under increasingly tricky and fierce sword energy.
Walking leisurely through a serene courtyard.
His right hand still held the lonely broken spear, and that fad longsword still hung at his waist.
His left hand relaxed, ready to form the Disaster Fighting Seal at any mont, to swallow any unavoidable sword aura with its ghostly light—but it never encountered any.
He walked higher, ever closer.
Clothed in a straw raincoat, as if walking in misty rain.
The sword energy that rapidly changed dozens of properties seed to not exist for him.
He only looked into Beigong Ke’s eyes.
In Beigong Ke’s eyes, a starlight appeared.
A star corresponding to it lit up on the horizon!
The Star Tower unique to Beigong Ke stood in the distant Star Vault, the starlight falling.
No, what fell was not starlight.
It was sword light.
Countless silvery-white sword lights, like a torrential rain from a giant ladle, poured from the heavens to the human world!
A terrifying sword howl occurred in an instant.
Beigong Ke’s famous skill, the Falling Milky Way Sword Qi Formation, showcased at Guanhe Platform to impress the world with Yong Country talents. Back then, it needed dense sword energy as a prelude, only to end with a final “rise,” forcing Qin Zhizhen’s Heavenly Governance Body,
now, in the Outer Building Realm, it activated with just a thought.
And replaced sword energy with sword light.
Faster, fiercer, more magnificent.
This is——
Falling Milky Way Sword Light Formation!
Above the Nine Heavens, the galaxy tilted down.
There was no other scenery across the land.
Only the magnificent galaxy, and beneath it… that calm and cold man!
Today, Jiang Wang was exceptionally cold.
An ordinary straw raincoat, under the light of the Heavenly Governance Body, seed montarily infused with mythical aura.
He walked against the galaxy with the Heavenly Governance Body.
Like the legendary golden scales swimming against the current to beco a dragon.
His left hand constantly transford, sotis deflecting sword energy with his own Sword Qi, sotis imprinting ghostly light to engulf the surging waves in the river of swords.
Every allocation of Sword Qi, every use of ghostly light, was perfectly executed, exquisitely precise!
From afar.
His steps remained steady, as if never tense, nor ever serious.
He approached Beigong Ke, as if it was a routine climb for a better view.
During this ascent.
He flipped his right hand, already gripping the broken spear in reverse, its spearhead beneath his tiger mouth, as if held like a dagger.
The crimson Samadhi True Fire flowed over the spiritless broken spear.
Jiang Wang wielded this spear, his body in the air like a drawn bow, the spear in hand like an arrow, fiercely thrusting——
It cleaved open the galaxy!
The spreading sword light scattered.
The Yong Country soldiers watching the battle only saw——
Their General Beigong was grabbed by the collar of his armor, the spear’s gleaming tip pressed against his throat. With just a little force, the leading figure of Yong Country’s younger generation would et his end today.
No one dared to step forward.
Jiang Wang held the broken spear at Beigong Ke’s vital spot, speaking slowly about matters unrelated to the battle——
“Mo Jingyu was not killed by Huang Jinmo, nor does it concern Zhu Weiwo. I, Jiang Wang, vouch for them; there’s another hidden truth!”
Beigong Ke quietly watched him, eting his cold gaze, bearing the weight of his words.
His straw raincoat and battle armor both silent in the air.
After a mont, Beigong Ke finally said: “That is Mo Family’s affair; my duty is the Locked Boundary.”
Jiang Wang released him, saying nothing further.
Turned alone, stepping into the distance.
The wild azure sky, the drizzle lingering, clad in a straw raincoat, a bit of loneliness…
Indeed, nothing more needed to be said.
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