Wu Wei instinctively dodged the blade's edge, snapping out of his daze. He looked at Shen Qian, "You..."
"Minister, believe me, shut off your senses, don't get caught up in it!"
Shen Qian knew that Wu Wei had many doubts, but he couldn't explain them at the moment, so he could only say solemnly.
Wu Wei opened his mouth, paused briefly, but in the end, he only looked deeply at Shen Qian, and then his eyes suddenly darkened.
Shen Qian breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Wu Wei had chosen to believe in him after all. He temporarily blocked his mental perception and only used ordinary vision to see things, so that he would not see the illusion of the black mist.
Shen Qian had already realized why Han Chi was so engrossed in it. He also knew how tempting the things demonstrated by the black mist were to powerful figures like Han Chi and Wu Wei, who had already taken one step into the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!
Shen Qian had originally planned that if Wu Wei was truly unable to extricate himself, he would have no choice but to risk knocking him unconscious.
Fortunately, Wu Wei, as expected of a strong person with great perseverance, actually managed to endure it.
Just then, Han Chi suddenly burst into wild laughter, bursting into tears of joy.
"Hahahaha... One hundred and thirty years, a full one hundred and thirty years!"
Han Chi opened his arms wide, as if embracing something, and said with a fanatical expression, "I have finally seen this path to heaven!"
boom!
His aura seemed to suddenly heat up, breaking through a certain shackle and began to surge wildly. Divine light flashed in the sky and earth, and a "ding-dong" sound like celestial music came from somewhere. The darkness above the underground city cracked open, forming a jade-like staircase above Han Chi's head.
The steps have eighteen "heavenly gates," which represent Han Chi's path to kingship.
Immediately afterwards, the staircase, along with the "Heavenly Gate" above it, melted like a candle, turning into countless tiny, multicolored rays of light that projected behind Han Chi, forming the shape of a throne.
"This is……"
The commotion had already alerted all the kings and nobles who were still fighting. They all broke away from the battlefield and stared in shock at the scene before them, somewhat stunned.
A plausible answer emerged in the minds of the kings and nobles, yet they dared not believe it.
For over two hundred years, no king or noble has been able to reach this level.
However, at this moment, right before their eyes, Han Chi, who had become a traitor to the human race, suddenly broke through.
"King Wu!"
"Han Chi has become King Wu!"
Finally, someone exclaimed, and all the kings and nobles stirred, their expressions revealing extremely complex emotions.
The only one who didn't experience much turmoil was Chen Qian. He only felt a heavy weight in his heart because as the Witch Emperor pointed out the path to the Martial King to Han Chi, Han Chi completely gave up the idea of resistance. The Cloak of Annihilation and the Crown of Heavenly Man once again firmly attached themselves to Han Chi and truly became one with him.
Han Chi's long-standing obsession has been to become the Martial King. The Witch Emperor has fulfilled his wish. Let alone a puppet, he would probably be willing to be a dog!
The other relatively calm person was Wu Wei. He had already made a guess when he saw the black mist illusion, but now he was completely certain.
But he didn't ask Shen Qian anything; he just suddenly rushed forward without saying a word.
During the process, Wu Wei's body expanded again, but it shrank considerably from its previous size, now only a few thousand feet in length.
But Wu Wei's true method was clearly not his own colossus. He gritted his teeth, suddenly formed a hand seal, and shouted, "In the name of Chinese martial arts, I invite the Nine Cauldrons to descend!"
Boom! Boom...
The space suddenly shattered one after another, and nine ancient bronze cauldrons flew over from nine different directions.
As soon as the Nine Cauldrons appeared, they swelled in the wind and instantly grew to a size of several tens of feet, revolving around Wu Wei in the center in a specific trajectory.
Shen Qian recognized these as the Nine Cauldrons that were said to suppress mountains and rivers in Chinese legend, which had been passed down for thousands of years. He had seen one of them, the Qiankun Cauldron, when the "Sea of Learning" was opened.
Strictly speaking, the Nine Cauldrons are not actually divine artifacts. They were simply used to guard the mountains and rivers of China since their creation. Over the years, they underwent a transformation under the convergence of the essence of the sun and moon, and became connected with the national destiny of China, thus becoming spiritual artifacts with various divine powers.
With all nine cauldrons gathered, Wu Wei seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and his figure became swaying precariously.
But soon, a sword light flashed across the sky, and the Heavenly Swordsman arrived. He suddenly stretched out his arm, and a continuous stream of star power surged out. Guided by Wu Wei, it was poured into the Nine Cauldrons.
"Minister, I'm here to lend you a hand too!"
Another long laugh rang out, and Shi Dingyan followed suit, contributing his own Star Power.
Immediately afterwards, Marquis Yidao, Marquis Qingcheng, Earl Luoshen, Earl Qianhuan, Earl Pingyang... all the kings and nobles who had descended to this place in their true forms rushed over and poured the power of the stars within their bodies into the Nine Cauldrons.
The size of the Nine Cauldrons increased dramatically again, quickly reaching about a thousand feet in length.
At this point, the Nine Cauldrons were finally overflowing, reaching the critical point of their peak power, and radiating divine light.
Wu Wei, whose face had turned deathly pale, gave up and shouted, "Suppress!"
The Nine Cauldrons unleashed their divine light, which then converged into a beam of light filled with destructive energy, pressing down on Han Chi, who was raising his arms to undergo transformation in the distance.
Han Chi, who was immersed in the transformation of his body, sensed the danger. He coldly opened his eyes and looked over, then a sneer appeared on his lips.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Han Chi stretched out his arms and softly uttered two words, "Mountain comes!"
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