Chapter 408 Remnant Clan and Royal Ministers
As the night deepened, a malevolent aura swept across the world.
Countless cultivators who had been flying through the air turned into corpses and fell to the ground, where they were smashed into piles of minced meat between the palaces.
Everyone was crying, screaming, and fleeing frantically, but one person went against the tide: He Jingyuan, the supervisor of the Imperial Observatory.
At that time, he walked on the white marble road with disheveled hair, looking dazed, as if he had lost his soul, and entered the palace.
The summer emperor sat on the throne in the Golden Palace, calmly watching him slowly walk towards him.
Why is this happening?
"That's how it should be, why do you say that, Minister He?"
He Jingyuan stepped into the Golden Palace, his bloodshot eyes wide with bewilderment: "Where is our new world? Why are the remnants of the ancient race appearing?"
The summer emperor gently raised the corners of his mouth: "This is the new world, but it's our new world, and it has nothing to do with you."
"What?"
“I heard you told Kuang Cheng our long-standing story, so I should tell you my version of the story.”
The emperor rose from his throne, straightened his sleeves, and when he opened his eyes again, they were blood-red, like a raging sea of blood, exuding a chilling aura.
Upon seeing this, He Jingyuan collapsed to the ground, his already pale face turning even whiter.
Because only at this moment did he realize that the Xia emperor they had followed for decades was not his emperor.
Amidst this utterly terrifying panic, the other party's voice slowly began to emerge.
“A thousand years ago, our Holy Emperor was dissatisfied with being controlled by the Heavenly Dao. So he used his great power to refine the Heavenly Dao and integrate it into himself, so that he could command the wind and rain for our clan. But who knew that after the ancient Heavenly Dao was refined, a new Heavenly Dao was born in Qingyun.”
"This new Heavenly Dao has sent down sacred artifacts, using the demon race and the human race in an attempt to annihilate our race."
“But our Holy Emperor already possesses the body of the Heavenly Dao. How could a weak new Heavenly Dao possibly harm him? Therefore, we did not die. We merely shed our physical bodies and slept in the form of divine souls. Before we fell asleep, our Holy Emperor had already laid out a grand plan for revival, leaving me and another royal minister to carry out this plan.”
"For a thousand years, I have been unable to awaken until one day, my soul was awakened by a karmic thought, which told me that I was the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty."
Upon hearing this, He Jingyuan trembled all over.
Because the story the other party told was exactly the same story he had told Kuang Cheng.
In his version, their emperor worked tirelessly and finally found a celestial destiny that could rival the immortal sect.
At this moment, those blood-red eyes were still looking at him, and the words from their mouths continued.
"After I was awakened by him, I heard him cry and complain that the descendants of the sages who controlled the sacred artifacts had been oppressing the people and driving countless people to desperation, so he wanted to change the world."
"To be honest, you humans have always said that my race is cruel and bloodthirsty, but this is the first time I have ever seen someone so vicious and ruthless to their own people."
"Then I followed your Xia Emperor away. He wanted to use me to suppress the Immortal Sect, but I slowly took over his body and modified his plans."
"You have all been wondering how I managed to open the ruins that have remained untouched for thousands of years. In fact, I am a descendant of the ancient race, so how could I not know how to open my clan's royal tomb? But to be honest, it took some effort, because the key to opening the ruins is the blood of the royal family. I searched for many years before finally finding traces of it in the snowy region."
He Jingyuan's mind suddenly exploded: "Back then, you sent us to secretly infiltrate the demon race, using the excuse of disgust for the Immortal Sect's brutality and willingness to cooperate with the demon race to return to the Nine Provinces, to find the Scaled Clan Chief. And this is what you brought back?!"
The Emperor of Great Xia nodded slightly: "Indeed, the journey has been extremely perilous."
"And what comes after that? Ruins, sacred sites of sages, ancestral temples, and what about the auspicious energy?"
"The purpose of opening the ruins is to allow my race to return to the Heavenly Dao, not to allow you to steal my race's power, sever your human race's fortune, or seize the sacred artifacts, but to release the spirit of my race that has been suppressed under your human race's ancestral temple."
He Jingyuan stared at him, trembling all over: "You've been using us all along?"
The Heavenly Emperor raised the corners of his mouth: "It's more accurate to say that the greed and cunning of your human race gave me an opportunity. For example, the suspicion between immortal sects, the scramble among aristocratic families, especially... Fang Ruoming. Along the way, there are many things that only he, the Night Watchman, could do, such as entering the shattered space, including severing the human race's fortune. I coaxed him for so many years, saying that he was destined by heaven and that his Dao heart was clear. It really took a lot of effort. During that time, the divine sense of my people was almost discovered by that person named Ji You. That was the only accident I didn't expect. But in the end, it was a close call."
"What is a night watchman...?"
"The observer who had been guarding the resurgence of our race was killed by your own people more than a hundred years ago. In fact, if he hadn't died, our plan might not have been so easy."
Upon hearing this, He Jingyuan turned ashen-faced.
Over the years, they have been working tirelessly with the idea of destroying the Immortal Sect so that the people could survive, even at the cost of staining their hands with blood and incurring evil karma.
Little did they know that their long-planned conspiracy would ultimately awaken a race that had once enslaved countless others.
I can't convince myself that those sacrifices were worthwhile.
[We cannot convince ourselves that our thoughts were just when we were harming infants.]
[I can't believe you all knew the zombie horde was coming, yet you stood by and watched so many people die, all for the sake of a peaceful and prosperous world.]
You are not worthy to be compared to Ji You. If he knew, he would skin you alive!
At this moment, Kuang Cheng's angry shouts in the prison were like spinning arrows, each one piercing the heart.
"And the last one?"
He Jingyuan remained silent for a long time before suddenly looking up at the emperor in front of him.
The Emperor of Great Xia also looked at him: "What? There's another one?"
"You're saying that your Holy Emperor left behind two royal ministers, and the other one is also plotting something?"
"Is that important to you?"
The Emperor of Great Xia uttered a sentence, and then a crack suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. His entire head exploded, and a plume of smoke shot into the sky.
The plume of smoke flew towards Youzhou, plunging headlong into the blood and flesh storm that stretched for thousands of miles.
Before long, endless fragments of bone, blood, and flesh began to converge toward him, piecing together and combining until they finally coalesced into a gigantic pale blue figure.
The moment that unrestrained aura appeared, it immediately caused the heavens to tremble and roared for hundreds of miles.
At this moment, the towering barbarian emperor appeared on the plains of Youzhou. Upon seeing him, he showed a look of nostalgia: "Your subject, King Esha, how have you been?"
The king, now in a new body, turned to look at him: "You scourge, king, this body doesn't seem as strong as you described in your letter?"
"For the past thousand years, I have promoted the fusion of barbarian bloodlines, incorporated my own lost blood and bones, and continuously improved the body without the slightest slackening. This is now the only physical body that can bear the soul of my race. King Esha should not be too picky."
The barbarian king looked at him and said calmly.
During the ancient war that lasted for thousands of years, apart from the human and demon races who rose up to fight, all other races fled into the Hundred Thousand Mountains in fear and cowardice.
But later, for some unknown reason, after hundreds of generations of fusion, these races suddenly became brave and fierce, and their physical bodies even reached a level close to that of the remnants of the ancient races.
This has always been a big question for both the human and demon races, because no answer could be found, so the only explanation is that it can be attributed to the Barbarian Emperor lineage.
No one could have imagined that it was actually because of the bloodline of the remnant clan.
"The idea that my body was formed entirely from your blood and flesh is disgusting."
Ersha showed a look of disgust, then looked at the very center of the blood and flesh storm: "By the way, how are the princes?"
Huo Yang turned to look: "It is estimated that the princes will be able to recover in two more days. As for His Majesty the Holy Emperor, he needs more time to condense a perfect physical body that can once again devour the Heavenly Dao."
"Why did the Holy Emperor separate the Heavenly Dao and reunite it into his physical body?"
"His Majesty said that the Heavenly Dao he refined back then was incomplete, so he wanted to release it and let it devour the existing Heavenly Dao to refine it anew."
Ersha withdrew his gaze after hearing this: "Where is the sacred artifact?"
Huo Yang looked at him: "This is the next mission. We need to completely destroy the Holy Relic. Oh, and the Night Watch. The most dangerous one is already dead. We must capture the remaining one."
"This is good news. After being a spineless emperor for so long, I can finally have a chance to take action."
"Don't kill too many. We will need a lot more slaves and blood food in the future."
King Ersha nodded slightly, then spread his enormous wings that blotted out the sky and roared away.
Meanwhile, the remnants of the bloody storm followed, surging into Kyushu like a black tide.
boom--
Under the overwhelming killing intent, Elder Shang Hui of the Dao Asking Sect was frantically fleeing.
Behind him, a pale blue humanoid figure, enveloped in malevolent energy, was chasing after him and arrived behind him in an instant.
In an instant, Shang Hui realized that his speed was no match for his opponent's. So he activated all his energy and unleashed a lightning slash at the charging figure.
Like a sharp sword, the lightning bolt roared down, carrying the power to annihilate all things and displaying the power of the Heavenly Realm. But as it landed, the lightning was lightly grasped by a pale blue hand.
*Pfft*
With just a clenched fist, the lightning was annihilated, leaving only a wisp of smoke, filling Shang Hui's eyes with despair.
In this moment of despair, the hands that had shattered the lightning slammed down on him, shattering half of his proud frame with a deafening roar.
Amidst a dull thud and the sound of shattering, the elder of the Yingtian Realm was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Endless gales howled in his ears, and intense pain spread throughout his body. As Shang Hui was being thrown backward, he desperately raised his eyes, only to find that the creature that had crushed his lightning strike was looking at him with a mocking expression, as if it were a toy.
In fact, he had already realized something was wrong after Shang Ying's head exploded, but he still underestimated what would happen next.
The survivors have been resurrected.
At this moment, Shang Hui's Dao heart was completely shattered. He didn't even have time to catch his breath before he began to flee in panic, enduring the excruciating pain of his broken bones.
On his escape route, countless mangled bodies littered the wilderness, with only a few scattered figures still resisting in despair, before being blown into a cloud of blood mist.
Then, all the bluish-white demons spread their wings and howled away into the depths of the forest.
boom!!!!
In Falling Moon Canyon, a dazzling golden wheel suddenly appeared in the sky and crashed down.
The five pale blue figures that charged forward barely had time to let out a shriek before their flesh was crushed by the raging golden wheel.
At this moment, Zuo Qiuyang landed suddenly, glanced around, and then flew swiftly south.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a secluded valley on the south side of the mountains.
The disciples of the Heavenly Academy who had evacuated from the holy land were all here, most of them covered in wounds, and many were even seriously injured and unconscious.
On the west side outside the valley, Chai Hu, who had used immense power to power the mountain, waved his hand and killed countless pale figures. He landed in the valley, panting, and looked at Zuo Qiuyang with disbelief in his eyes.
"A remnant of the fallen?"
"Indeed, they are a remnant clan..."
Upon hearing his senior brother's confirmation, Chai Hu's Dao heart trembled.
All races in the Azure Cloud Realm are familiar with the existence of that brutal race from a thousand years ago, who fed on all races and enslaved them.
When the human race and the demon race joined forces, even with the support of a sacred artifact bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, they almost wiped out their race before managing to survive.
But this race should have been wiped out a thousand years ago and buried in the ancient times.
He simply couldn't imagine why he would see this race in the real world.
"They didn't die, but were imprisoned in the sacred site of the ancients?"
"It's not that simple. Over the past thousand years, the sacred land of the ancients has been opened hundreds of times, with countless proud sons of humanity coming and going. If they could be resurrected, they should have been resurrected long ago."
Zuo Qiuyang shook his head, and the image of Fang Ruoming appeared in his mind.
He hadn't expected that there would be two successors to the Night Watch, nor had he anticipated that Fang Ruoming would suddenly change his attitude when the Holy Land opened.
However, these issues all indicate that someone has been secretly orchestrating this all along. Therefore, the resurrection of the remnants is definitely not just a simple coincidence like "accidentally opening the holy land and resurrecting the remnants".
Most importantly, there are those fruits of the Dao.
Back then, the Immortal Sect followed the trail of the Bu family, opened the sacred land of the sages, and retrieved the Dao Fruit. In the end, it was proven that it was actually bait released by the thousand-year-old family before they joined forces to commit a disaster.
Even so, no one suspected that the fruits brought out of the ruins were problematic.
After the disaster passed, those prodigies who had consumed the fruit continued to grow, break through realms, and rise to fame.
Only today, when those heads exploded, did he realize that something had been parasitizing inside the fruit all along.
Just then, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in Zuo Qiuyang's eyes.
Before his eyes appeared the Heavenly Book Peak of Mount Ni, collapsing amidst a cloud of dust and smoke.
This is the connection of divine thoughts between powerful beings who travel through time, and the scene he is seeing now is the real scene of Heavenly Book Peak.
Buzz!
A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the endless night, and from the northeast, an even more powerful aura began to appear out of nowhere, causing the night to boil and churn endlessly.
Startled by the sound, Zuo Qiuyang looked back in the direction of the sacred site of the ancient sages.
Amidst the billowing malevolent energy below the horizon, an elderly man in a Taoist robe was brutally torn apart by a member of a fallen clan.
He recognized the man; he was an elder from the Chen Clan who had just entered the initial stage of the Boundless Realm.
The existence of beings in the Boundless Realm is already considered a great power for the human race, yet they have no chance to resist at this moment. On the contrary, the indifferent-looking remnant race seems to have not yet exerted their full strength.
As expected, historical descriptions of the power of the remnant race were never meant to be boasts about the achievements of their ancestors; even in their recent resurgence, their strength was overwhelming.
He took a deep breath and turned to look at the disciples who were covered in wounds and recovering on the ground: "All disciples, listen to my command! Set off south immediately and do not stop along the way!"
"What happened?" Chai Hu couldn't help but ask.
“Nishan has been occupied. My junior sister told us to head south, and she will meet us on the way.”
"Junior Sister possesses the Heavenly Book, yet she lacks the power to fight?"
"Junior Sister did not force her way out, but planned to let the disciples who stayed in the mountains and the people in the city leave first."
Zuo Qiuyang suddenly spread his golden wheels wide: "There's no time to lose, let's leave immediately."
Chai Hu nodded, and then gave a command. The disciples of the sect immediately took to the air and flew south.
Meanwhile, in the mountains and forests to the east of the sacred site of the sages, the wounded members of the Lingjian Mountain sect were also frantically retreating south, with sword energy whistling all the way.
However, the east side is the highest point. Last autumn, during someone's breakthrough battle, countless towering ancient trees were destroyed, and the cover was no longer provided, making the figure very obvious.
As expected, just as these Lingjian Mountain disciples caught sight of the outer edge of the forest and before they could rush out, an overwhelming horde of the remnants of the ancient race surged toward them.
That powerful aura was like a mountain collapsing, and the killing intent instantly rushed down upon us.
But at that moment, a stone mirror suddenly rose into the air, and countless beams of immortal light burst forth, burning through the figures that were rushing towards them.
"Appraiser!"
"It's the Master Appraiser!"
The disciples of Lingjian Mountain were overjoyed at the sight and immediately looked up, only to see a palanquin speeding towards them.
On the palanquin, Ding Yao stood holding her sword, her skirt fluttering in the cold wind: "The Master has ordered that she will cover the rear here, and all Lingjian Mountain disciples must immediately retreat to Lingzhou!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples of Lingjian Mountain no longer hesitated and immediately rushed out of the forest.
At that very moment, a jet-black beam of light crashed down from the sky.
With a loud bang, the chariot was blown to pieces.
Yan Shuyi landed suddenly, and saw that the remnants of the clan from all directions seemed to have caught the aura of the spiritual mirror and began to surge in frantically.
Upon seeing this, she quickly summoned back the Spirit Mirror, and a beam of divine light from the mirror once again burst forth from the dark forest.
The power of the sacred artifact carries the power of the Heavenly Dao, which even the remnants of the race could not withstand; otherwise, they would not have perished a thousand years ago.
At this moment, the young appraiser's face was very pale, and beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.
She was already nine months pregnant, her movements were already clumsy, and her will was extremely weak, so she was simply unable to fight with all her might.
Just then, in the darkness pierced by the celestial light, a pair of large, pale blue hands slammed down on her round belly.
Yan Shuyi was always calm. Even when Ku Ye threatened her with the life of her friend and faced a life-or-death crisis, she remained composed. However, when she saw the direction of the giant hand's attack, a fragile panic flashed in her eyes.
With a loud bang, the young appraiser forcibly retreated back to the spiritual realm, forcefully slashing back the giant hand.
However, at the same time, the backlash from reversing the power of the sacred artifact caused her to spit out blood and her face to turn ashen.
"Appraiser!"
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu arrived from the sky, and hurriedly helped up their appraiser who was sweating profusely.
Yan Shuyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, a hint of grievance flashing in her eyes: "A disciple of the Little Heavenly Academy died so easily, but left me something I have to protect."
Ding Yao was frantic and drew her longsword with a clang: "Master, go first, I'll distract them!"
"It's no use. I can't use the power of boundless energy while I'm with Si'er. Your going would just be a pointless sacrifice and wouldn't buy much time."
“Other immortal sects always have their disciples cover the retreat, but how can a sect leader insist on covering the retreat himself and letting his disciples leave!”
Ding Yao's eyes reddened as she spoke with Zhuo Wanqiu: "What do we do now?"
The young appraiser forced himself to stay alert: "Let's go, we'll go wherever we can. At worst, we'll take our Si'er to see him..."
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