Chapter 715 Kunxu Funeral, Zhang Yu Takes Control
Outside the funeral hall, lines of writing appeared in Zhang Yu's eyes.
"Welcome to the graduation ceremony of the Heavenly Killer True Lord. Are you a friend or a tourist?"
Zhang Yu knew that the so-called tourists were just paying an entrance fee to visit the funeral of the Heavenly Killer True Lord, and at most they could only observe from the outside.
Only relatives and friends are allowed to enter the inner area, participate in the funeral, and bid on the deceased and their belongings.
The criteria for becoming a relative or friend are quite simple: in addition to the entrance fee, a gift money must be paid as a deposit for the auction.
After Zhang Yu paid the gift money, he walked directly into the hall, where he was greeted by projections of the Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch.
As the protagonist of this funeral and the target of bidding by relatives and friends, the life story of Tian Sha Zhen Jun, as well as his achievements, awards, certifications, positions, salaries and so on, were all listed in detail.
As Zhang Yu scanned these projections, he unknowingly learned about the life of the Heavenly Slaughter True Lord.
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The Heavenly Killer True Lord is the son of a farmer.
Born into a tenant farmer's family, a poor family, he learned the importance of making money at a very young age.
To earn money, he worked as a farmer, a laborer, a waiter, and also learned martial arts and worked as a bodyguard.
Because of his intelligence and exceptional talent in martial arts, he was accepted as a disciple by a martial arts sect at the time.
But the Heavenly Killer True Lord was not satisfied. Despite his young age, he had a strong ambition and desire, and his obsession with fame and fortune far exceeded that of his peers.
After mastering superb martial arts, he participated in the martial arts examination and swept through all the challenges, eventually becoming the top martial arts champion. He then personally led the imperial army to suppress various martial arts factions, becoming a fearsome figure in the martial arts world and a renowned general of the imperial court.
In the process of suppressing various martial arts factions, the desires and ambitions in the heart of the Heavenly Slaughter True Lord constantly drove him to want to become stronger and to master greater martial power.
So he searched through the martial arts classics of various schools and eventually created a martial art that transcended the mortal world, a technique that could lead to immortality. At the age of one hundred, he reached the Foundation Establishment stage and gradually witnessed the immortal world beyond the mortal world.
At that time, the world of immortals was still feudal and ignorant, following ancient customs and adopting a reclusive attitude, not appearing directly in the secular world.
Later, the Heavenly Slaughter True Lord relied on his extraordinary wisdom and fighting skills to burn, kill, and plunder in the immortal world, improving his realm and becoming rich through life-and-death crises.
Meanwhile, times were changing. During the years when the Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch was climbing to the peak of the immortal path, the immortal world gradually merged with the mortal world, and all sects embraced the world in a more positive and radical way.
Before Tian Sha Zhenjun finally joined Wanfa University, he was already a high-ranking member of a mercenary group, having participated in several sect wars and had a brilliant professional record.
But just as the sect wars were raging and the mercenary market was booming, True Monarch Tian Sha had already seen the crisis beneath the surface of prosperity.
He believes that... as the construction of Kunxu becomes increasingly standardized and regulated by the ten major sects, mercenaries will eventually disappear from the historical stage.
"My rise is inseparable from the help of the times. It is because I happened to be in line with the trend of the integration of immortality and secular life and the great war between sects. I fought fiercely all the way, which allowed me to ride the wind and ascend to the clouds."
"But from the perspective of the grand historical cycle, war will not be an eternal theme. Some of our cultivators today, because they were born during times of war, cultivated during times of war, and rose to prominence during times of war, think that war is the eternal theme of the world. This is incorrect."
"This kind of thinking is the same as that of the old monks of the past. They believed that living in seclusion and being separated from the mundane world was the eternal nature of this world. This ignores the objective laws of the changing times."
"Now, we are on the eve of another era of change."
"The era of war is over."
"The education industry is the sunrise industry of Kunxu in the future."
"If you want to continue on the path of immortality, adapting to the times is the first priority."
That's what the Heavenly Slaughter True Lord said at the time.
Therefore, in order to adapt to the changes of the times and the market, Tian Sha Zhen Jun decided to prepare early and, despite the surprised looks from his colleagues and family, pursued a degree in education.
Afterwards, he started from scratch as a complete novice, working hard in the education industry for many years, transforming his ruthless nature into the ability to teach and nurture people, and eventually joined Wanfa University, gradually becoming the head of the security department.
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Looking at these projections, Fu Ji said, "They're really exaggerating. They're just trying to inflate the auction price by praising the Heavenly Killer True Lord to the skies."
Zhang Yu thought to himself, "After all, he is a renowned Nascent Soul cultivator, so it's understandable. When buying corpses from Huilong Garden, they only report the size and parameters at most, and they don't care about the corpse's life experiences."
Zhang Yu's gaze swept across the projection and he saw that, in addition to some of his life experiences, the famous martial arts technique of the Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch was also written on it.
One of them is a military-grade martial art from the security department, called the Injury-Free, Kill-Free, Touchless Fist.
As the signature technique of the security system, this fist technique emphasizes controlling the opponent, cutting off the opponent's magical power flow, and disarming the opponent's martial power without causing any harm or even making any contact.
With this technique, the Heavenly Slaughter True Lord once achieved an astonishing record of being undefeated in every battle, with zero kills and zero injuries, which became a dazzling achievement on his resume.
In addition, True Lord Tiansha has the experience of being trained by a sect. He once learned a true-level immortal technique in the sect called "The Scripture of Swiftness at the End of the World", which is said to allow True Lord Tiansha to always have the first move and has a terrifying speed of attack.
After the introduction of the various deeds and abilities of the Heavenly Killing True Lord was completed, the projection that appeared in front of Zhang Yu showed a series of previews of the items participating in this auction.
Remains, remains, magical artifacts, eye remains...
Spirit world browsing history, video collection history, spirit world posts, spirit world photo album, social media feed...
All the items used by the Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch during his lifetime, along with the information generated there, were now presented to Zhang Yu as commodities.
"As expected of a Nascent Soul True Monarch who adapts to the times." Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Not only did he not delete the browsing history before his death, but he also deliberately left it for auction. The scale of this funeral is much more in line with the times than Brother Dao's funeral before."
As Zhang Yu moved past the list of goods, he truly entered the funeral scene.
The body of the Heavenly Killer True Lord stood like a statue in the center of the funeral.
Within a hundred meters of the center lies the inner area of the funeral, where spectators can closely observe, touch, and even examine the deceased.
The outer area is just a hundred meters away, so visitors can only watch the funeral from a distance.
When Zhang Yu arrived at the inner field, he saw that many Nascent Soul True Monarchs from Wanfa University had already arrived.
Besides familiar faces like True Lord Xianyin, True Lord Beihai, and True Lord Leiji from the Refining Department, there are also True Lord Tianzhang from the Talisman Department, True Lord Miaoshou from the Medical Department, and True Lord Taihe from the Investment Management Department, among others.
At this moment, the faces of these Nascent Soul True Monarchs were solemn. Even before Zhang Yu got close, he felt a heavy atmosphere coming towards him, as if an undercurrent was surging and about to tear everything that approached it apart.
Under Zhang Yu's Nine Netherworld Demon Eyes, one could see that every Nascent Soul True Monarch on the scene was constantly sending and receiving massive amounts of spiritual information.
"Although they don't seem to be speaking..." Zhang Yu thought to himself, "the Nascent Soul True Monarchs present have already engaged in a fierce exchange."
However, this exchange was limited to the Nascent Soul True Monarchs at the high level of the Myriad Laws. Other cultivators present, especially those in the outer area, had no chance of participating or even knowing a single bit of the content.
Just as Zhang Yu was thinking about how to join in, he saw that Thunder God had sent him a message.
This junior brother of the Magnetic God first greeted Zhang Yu, and then pulled Zhang Yu into a group.
Zhang Yu glanced at the group's name, which was called the Temporary Exchange Group for the Heavenly Killing Funeral.
As soon as Zhang Yu entered, he heard the angry shout of True Lord Xianyin coming from the group chat.
True Lord of Strings: "Are you all crazy? You want to retreat at a time like this?"
The Mystic True Lord said calmly, "Xianyin, the Heavenly Demons have already withdrawn from the Great Void. Now that Bloodfall God has also perished, it's only a matter of time before Netherworld University withdraws as well."
"With the two universities withdrawing one after another, the collapse will follow. The later the withdrawal, the greater the losses."
True Monarch Xianyin snorted coldly and said, "The Nascent Soul cultivators may need our support at any time. If we withdraw, causing this battle to be lost, the Fifth Heaven to be shattered, and the Heavenly Court to be unable to surrender, who will bear the loss?"
Master Miaoshou sighed and said, "Xianyin, I know that your weapon-refining department has bet everything on the magnetic pole, but... it's time to give up your illusions."
The Mystic Master said, word by word, "If Magnetism and the others could break through the sky and reopen the passages to the 3rd, 4th, and 5th floors... they would have done it already!"
"They're going to lose."
"We are about to lose."
"If you lose, you must take responsibility for it and have the courage to accept defeat. You must take failure as a prerequisite and formulate new tactics."
Hearing Master Miaoshou speak, many of the Masters from the weapon crafting department retorted.
Lei Ji Zhenjun shouted, "Miao Shou! I think you just want to seize power and reap the benefits. Do you think we can remain unscathed after you withdraw? Or have you already decided to surrender?"
The Master of Miraculous Hands said calmly, "Look at you all now. You're all like gamblers who've lost everything, desperately trying to gamble away your last bit of hope and turn things around."
"Sorry, I have no interest in dying with you. If you're unwilling to retreat, then we'll retreat on our own."
As soon as the Master of Miraculous Hands spoke these words, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs present split into two groups. One group, mainly composed of weapon crafting experts, vowed to stay in the Great Void Cave, unite the various schools, and prepare to receive the Nascent Soul cultivators. This group could be called the Steadfast Faction.
Another group, mainly composed of people from the medical, Taoist, and security departments, was larger in number. They believed that the battle was already decided and that preparations needed to be made as early as possible to minimize losses; they could be called the retreat faction.
The two sides argued and insulted each other. The faction that insisted on staying believed that retreating was an admission of defeat, and that the faction that withdrew was already planning to surrender to the Righteous Alliance.
The retreat faction believes that the defenders are blinded by defeat and that continuing will only lead to financial ruin.
Just as the argument between the two sides was getting more and more heated, a voice rang out in the group chat.
Heavenly Killer True Lord: "Everyone, listen to me and let's discuss this properly without losing our harmony."
Lei Ji Zhenjun: "Tian Sha, don't speak. The dead are less important. You are just a wisp of a soul that was rescued by a master. You have no right to speak here."
Looking at the main figure at the funeral, the once-powerful Heavenly Slaughter True Lord had become nothing more than a roadside figure amidst the crowd, and Zhang Yu felt a pang of emotion.
As Zhang Yu listened to the comments in the group, he was also thinking about how to persuade everyone to agree with his plan.
Just as the argument among the Nascent Soul True Monarchs was getting more and more heated, a notification appeared in everyone's eyes.
The viewing of the remains has officially begun.
During this funeral procession, all relatives and friends participating in the auction can closely surround the body, touch it, and carefully examine it to ensure that there are no problems with the body, thus preparing for the formal auction that follows.
Heavenly Killer True Monarch laughed and said, "Everyone, please give me some face one last time, cool down, and send me on my way."
With a soft sigh, Master Miaoshou was the first to approach the remains of Master Tiansha.
"Don't worry," said the Miraculous Healer, "We're good friends, I'll make sure you have a proper send-off this time."
Whether driven by a greedy desire to find a bargain or by an ancient sense of funeral tradition, the other Nascent Soul True Monarchs present also stepped forward and surrounded the remains of Heavenly Kill True Monarch to examine them.
However, just as True Monarch Xianyin and other True Monarchs of Weapon Forging were slowly approaching and getting closest to the remains, they suddenly saw True Monarch Tiansha's remains tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, a faint human figure emerged from the body of the Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch.
It was the nascent soul of the Heavenly Killing True Monarch.
The Nascent Soul's palm gently brushed over the bodies of the cultivators.
It was a divine speed that surpassed all of them; by the time everyone present realized it and tried to react, everything had already been settled with astonishing speed.
In this astonishing speed, even True Monarch Xianyin and the others could not fully capture the movement trajectory of True Monarch Tiansha's nascent soul. They could only see a blurry light and shadow that seemed to vibrate in front of them.
The Nascent Soul's hands seemed to pierce through the air like lightning, or sweep across their bodies like a gentle breeze.
Only when True Lord Xianyin sat down on the ground could one hear a sound like the air shattering and exploding in the hall.
The technique, named "Invincible Fist," unleashed a powerful suppressive ability against magical power after being enhanced by a Nascent Soul.
Although its name contains the words "without touch," the moment it is actually used to suppress magical power is when it is truly applied.
At this moment, the magical power within True Monarch String Sound's body had completely fallen silent, and all his magical remains had ceased functioning.
Not only him, but all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs who stood firm at the scene were struck by the Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch in that instant, and their internal magical power was forcibly cut off.
At the same time, the retreating faction's Master of Miraculous Hands, Master of Heavenly Chapter, and others had already joined forces with Heavenly Slaughter to make their move, each using their own techniques, summoning their magic weapons, and releasing their nascent souls to lock onto them.
Seeing this, True Lord Xianyin also took action.
Although their internal magical power and physical bodies ceased to function, they still released their nascent souls and summoned magical treasures, preparing for battle.
A massive infighting within the Wanfa sect seems about to erupt.
The True Lord of Strings said, "No harm, no killing, no physical attacks, and the speed of the celestial realm..."
"Damn it... you faked your death and then ambushed us?"
Everything happened too fast and too close. True Lord Xianyin knew that if he were allowed to create enough distance and prepare for battle, True Lord Tiansha would never succeed so easily.
But the environment we just experienced was exactly the domain that True Monarch Tian Sha was most skilled in.
The Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch, who was originally a corpse, seemed to have come back to life. He twisted his neck and looked at the String Sound True Monarch and the others.
“Funerals are truly special occasions. Whether they are old or new Nascent Soul cultivators, they are all willing to participate and to be in close contact with me.”
Thunderous True Monarch looked coldly at Heavenly Slaughter True Monarch and said, "Heavenly Slaughter! What are you going to do?"
The Heavenly Slaughter True Lord said, "Everyone, the Myriad Laws University has reached a critical moment of life and death. We have been defeated and must retreat."
"With the fall of one Nascent Soul cultivator after another these days, the defeat on the Nascent Soul battlefield is now a foregone conclusion."
"Right now, the Righteous Alliance is simply using its main strength to besiege the Divine Lords above, so there is no action to attack the second or third level for the time being."
“In the days to come, they may deal with all the Nascent Soul cultivators before coming down to fight us.”
"However... there is also a possibility that after the Bloodfall God-King falls, or after the next God-King falls, or even in the next moment... the Nascent Soul God-Kings of the Righteous Alliance may be able to free up their hands and break through the heavens to deal with us."
"We don't need many, just one. Just one Nascent Soul cultivator descending upon the Great Void can wipe us out completely and evaporate all our assets here."
"The risks... are increasing dramatically every minute."
The Heavenly Slaughter True Lord said, word by word, "The only thing we can do now is to retreat as quickly as possible, try our best to gather our strength and assets, and then find a place to hide and stall for time as much as possible..."
The True Lord of Strings roared, "What's the difference between what you're doing and surrendering outright? Do you think they can't find you?"
The Heavenly Slaughter True Lord sighed, "What else can we do?! Everyone, the war is over, we have lost! We must accept defeat! It's time to accept the facts. Delaying time and preserving our strength are the only things we can do."
“I don’t have time to waste arguing with you anymore. If you’re not willing to leave with me, I’ll have to move you out myself.”
Tian Sha Zhenjun stared intently at Xian Yin Zhenjun and the others, and said, "I have temporarily suppressed the magical power and magical bodies within you. You cannot win by relying solely on your nascent souls and magical treasures."
"Surrender. It is the wisest choice for you right now. The power of all laws should not be wasted here."
At the same time, many cultivators outside also noticed the changes inside.
Jin Jun, who entered as a tourist, asked in surprise, "What just happened?"
For Golden Core cultivators who cannot see the Nascent Soul, it was as if True Monarch Xianyin and the others had been surrounding the corpse a moment ago, and then one by one they collapsed to the ground, and the corpse came back to life.
Bei Wufeng frowned, looked at the two sides who were on the verge of exchanging blows, and said, "Something's not right."
Yan Qianji, standing to the side, exclaimed in astonishment, "The spirit world network is also down."
Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the Master of Miraculous Hands and others inside, and seeing the magical treasures being summoned one after another, Jin Jun and the others turned pale: "Are they going to fight here?"
The thought of numerous Nascent Soul True Monarchs about to engage in a fierce battle seemed to conjure up images of themselves dying in the aftershocks.
The next moment, a surging pressure erupted from the positions of the two Nascent Soul cultivators, as if two active volcanoes were erupting simultaneously inside the arena. Various magical treasures and techniques shone with dazzling light, threatening to engulf everyone.
Just then, a figure appeared and blocked their way.
Barely able to make out the blurry figure, Jin Jun hesitated and asked, "True Lord Zhuyi?"
The next moment, as the figure clasped his hands together, darkness began to spread outwards from his palms.
Then came the radiance released by numerous magical treasures, all transforming into winding curves, forming a spiral shape, and converging towards Zhang Yu's palm.
"Everyone..."
As Zhang Yu's words appeared before everyone's eyes, the next moment... darkness had completely engulfed Zhang Yu's body and then spread in all directions.
Wherever darkness passed, the lightning, fire, energy, sword energy, magic power, and magical treasures released by numerous Nascent Soul experts were all swallowed up.
The hall, which should have been brightly lit enough to illuminate every inch of the body, was instead plunged into pure darkness.
Jin Jun tried to open his eyes wide, but found that he could no longer see anything.
He tried to open his mouth wide, but found that he couldn't make a sound or hear anything.
He tried to activate the eye socket, but found that it had no signal at all.
Even the Heavenly Sun God he released, which had just been shining brightly a moment ago, suddenly turned into spirals of fire and fell into the darkness ahead.
The Heavenly Sun God seemed to be sucked in as well, disappearing without a trace.
Jin Jun could no longer connect with the Heavenly Sun God through the Spirit Realm, as if that military-grade magic weapon had fallen into another dimension and had completely lost contact with him.
At this moment, Jin Jun felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, as if he had been cut off from all perception of the outside world.
For a fleeting moment, he even strongly doubted whether he had already died in the aftermath of the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators.
Not only Jin Jun, but also Bei Wufeng and Yan Qianji beside him felt the same way. They felt that no matter how much they struggled, what kind of power they released, or what kind of magical treasures they used, they would be sucked into the bottomless darkness in front of them.
It might be a fleeting moment, or it might be a very long time.
In this world without light, sound, or signal, Jin Jun didn't know how much time had passed. Finally, the darkness completely dissipated, and light reappeared before his eyes.
At the same time, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs who were just about to fight each other have now stopped, put away their various displays of power, and there is no trace of a battle left.
Only Zhang Yu stood between the two sides, his hands outstretched, each palm holding a cube that contained the attacks that had just come from the Nascent Soul cultivators.
These two cubes are each made of spatial barriers. The cube in Zhang Yu's left hand is flashing with intense light, and there seems to be wind, thunder, and sword light flashing within it, containing all kinds of destructive power.
Within the cube on Zhang Yu's right hand, bursts of precious light emanated, and one could vaguely see various magical treasures swirling and surging within.
"Gentlemen, can we talk now?"
(End of this chapter)
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