Chapter 125: A World of Strife, Only Might Secures a Nation
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Power remains undiminished, always at its peak.In ancient times, this place was called immortal!Yue Leng lowered his head slightly an...The Wunan battlefield is already one of the most important battlefields for both humans and demons.
Because the war once involved seven Dao-cultivators in a grand-scale battle, even though it controlled the intensity of warfare later on, it was still more intense than other battlefields of the same level.
This not-small, not-large war continued. The battlefield was so chaotic that the sky was devoid of clouds for miles. The majestic Nantian City and Wuan City stood opposite each other, like two silent behemoths. They had both had opportunities to conquer each other, but neither had ever succeeded. Qi State's Grand Historian Wen Renchen faced off against Que Mengchen, commander of the Iron Cage Army of the Zhen Yao tribe. Such a war was nothing new for either commander.
At a certain moment, the clear sky suddenly became ablaze with stars. The brilliance of that golden sun was subdued... After the brilliant star Vega shone alone, the Big Dipper appeared in the vast expanse of the heavens!
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Some unsung warriors looked up and saw a brilliant star trail, coming from afar, across the heavens.
What is this
Looking closely, it seems like a heavenly path. It stretches here from the distant sky.
And upon this "heavenly road," there are breathtaking sights and sounds. The sky turns crimson one moment, then a whirlwind appears the next, followed by raging waves... Deep, iron-like darkness is violently ripped apart by the chaotic power of the five elements. Lightning that stretches for tens of thousands of miles is swallowed up in the chasm that divides all worlds.
This is the aftermath of a battle between the celestial demon of the demon race and the true monarch of the human race, rippling all the way from the depths of the universe to here!
But against this backdrop of such tremendous noise and commotion.
People looked far and wide, and to their astonishment, they discovered that there was someone on this starry road!
There was a bloody figure, emerging from the aftermath of countless peak powerhouses clashing... from that unknown beyond the heavens... —He walked all the way here!
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He had long hair disheveled, his body smeared with blood, his face obscured, but his back was straight and his bearing naturally noble.
His speed was not fast, and his breath could be described as weak, but every step was so firm!
Who is he
Within Wuan City, there was an abbey. A nun from Xiyue Monastery had built a hut there and lived there, chanting scriptures day and night.
The city walls of Wuan were already stained with blood and fire.
That corner of the outer wall was inscribed with a line of calligraphy by some high-priced scholar. In the smoke and fire, many places have become blurred, but the affection is still discernible.
What's burning here isn't the flames of war, but fireworks.
In a small town, there is a Buddhist temple where a nun in a blue robe lives. Every day she burns incense and recites scriptures, praying here at this place.
Her prayers and gilded wishes were ultimately the same. However, in the midst of that tempestuous tide of life and death, they were both overlooked.
When Emperor Dong bowed in farewell to the falling snow on Guangqiao, these fireworks had long since dissipated into the air. But that didn't matter much.
Just as she pays respects, she never bows to the Bodhisattva. Just as she prays, she never asks for Buddhist teachings to progress.
She struck her wooden fish, chanted her scriptures, burned her incense, loved ones responded or not.
On the one hundred and sixty-seventh day, the Qingyi nun suddenly lost her grip and shattered the wooden fish. She couldn't help but stand up in the hall!
My heart, originally a well in the mountain, how could it bear to be illuminated by your bright moon Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wuan City, standing on one side of the Wunan battlefield, suddenly trembled. This was the iron mark left on this war city since its construction.
The response, which was just one step away from being established, thundered like a great drum at this moment!
The heavens reverberate with the thunderous drum, and humanity's wisdom ignites.
Who comes along the path of starlight He needs not speak further. This city is built for him.
This city, countless people who have come and gone from this city, have called out that name countless times!
This moment, wishes intertwine, this moment, fantasies come true.
From the heavens he descended, none other than the young lord!
Great Qi's Duke Wu'an, Jiang Wang, returned from the demon clan after five months and seventeen days of being lost in the Frostwind Valley!
On the battlefield, a sudden cry of a sword rang out.
Bai Yu Xia, the foremost guest of House Wu'an Hou, was ecstatic. He leapt into the air and, with a shout, drew his sword, causing a white dragon to materialize above the battlefield, roaring: “In this age of great turmoil, only House Wu'an stands tall! Hail to our Lord!”
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Following closely behind them were the soldiers of Marquis Wu'an, who had fought alongside them on the battlefield in Wunan for months. Now, there were only one hundred and thirty-one men left, each ferocious and fierce. At this time, everyone was clad in armor, everyone drew their swords, the sword qi pierced the clouds: “Hail to His Lordship!”
One voice leads to a hundred, a hundred voices lead to a thousand.
Sound formed waves, and sound howled like the sea.
For a moment, the entire Wunan battlefield erupted in cheers. All human warriors welcomed back General Wu An, hailing him as Duke Wu An!
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On the battlefield where the fighting was fierce, Jiang Wang arrived in such a magnificent way that the demon army was stunned and momentarily unable to advance!
Only the Demon Clan commander Que Mengchen, clad in his feathered battle armor, stood on the tower of Nantian City, pointing his halberd at him: "Kill him with my arrows!"
On the city wall, dozens of military crossbows instantly turned their direction, their formations flickering in and out. Amidst terrifying screeches, giant crossbow arrows over ten zhang long tore through space, dragging black chasms toward the starry sky road.
Dozens of crossbow arrows flew out, almost covering the sky. They shattered the celestial and terrestrial energy, enveloping half the land in darkness!
Under the will of the commander, the demon army relentlessly rammed into the heavens, almost shaking the celestial road of starlight.
Jiang Wang had driven the starlight all the way here, already exhausted. The long journey across the universe was always too much for him now.
But he unsheathed his sword without hesitation!
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When armies call upon his name, he strengthens himself through might and secures himself through martial prowess!
At this moment, the four great celestial towers trembled in unison. He returned from beyond the heavens with overwhelming power, gazing at Que Mengchen and the demon army, ready to embark on a new path of slaying with his sword.
Besides anything else, just this act of drawing his sword and confronting Que Mengchen with such courage alone is enough to earn him the cheers resounding across the battlefield right now.
But courage is not enough to overcome everything.
Almost as soon as he locked eyes with Que Mengchen, Sha Yi was overcome. He staggered, his spirit wounded and confused!
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Before him, a gaunt figure suddenly appeared. His head was bald, his robes were old, and his back wasn't imposing at all.
Yet the wind tousled his monk's robes, and with palms clasped in prayer, this gaunt old monk...in this instant, he seemed to stand tall, supporting the very heavens!
"Retire from battle... My disciple!"
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Giant, battle-hardened dharma-breaking crossbow arrows, imbued with the sinister aura of a demonic army and representing the vanguard's killing power, were all suspended before this yellow-faced old monk.
Que Mengchen's divine intent, the demonic army's sinister aura, all solidified in mid-air.
This weather-beaten old monk, with his yellow face, looked back at the thousands of soldiers behind him and gave a satisfied smile.
Back then, I didn't pay attention. This child, in the Four Great Star Pavilions, actually built a tower specifically! Saying that he had no master in his heart Saying that he was unrelated to Buddha This child is good in everything, just too shy!
To think, when I was lost in the heartland of the demon clan, I wept beneath the tower every night!
"Good apprentice!" the yellow-faced old monk roared, "Today I'll teach you your family skills!"
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His monk's robes suddenly billowed, an immense wave of air rippling outward from him. Except for Jiang Wang behind him, the entire battlefield was tossed by the gale! Two eyebrows rose like dust-waving brushes of fury.
He was brimming with endless radiance.
The realization of the suffering of beings in this world, has today been completely liberated. Enlightenment!
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Consciousness! Perception! Spirit! All are open!
The body consists of the five senses, the heart of the seven emotions, and the mind of six thoughts.... The spirit is the three wisdoms, which are hearing, contemplating, and practicing, receiving enlightenment!
The next moment, he had already stepped into Nan Tian City and appeared before Que Mengchen, slapping him across the face!
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Everyone was astonished.
Not only was Que Mengchen, who faced this blow, shocked, but also Wen Ren Chen, the state minister of Qi.
In the past, Master Kujue has appeared on battlefields many times, but never with such great power.
Thinking of him, Que Mengchen, he is a true and formidable demon powerhouse. Moreover, he commands a great army at this time, capable of mobilizing the power of his troops at any moment.
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It was just a fleeting thought from Jiang Wang, who had returned home that day, but the result was utter madness!
Body, mind, intention, and spirit, all are bound!
All the divine arts, spells, weapons, and formations were too slow to react. With a single slap, they were all suppressed, the city walls crumbled under the force, armor was crushed, and skulls were driven into chests!
Such a powerful figure in the world, it's naturally not so easy to die.
But at this moment, the bitter feeling hanging over Nan Tian City's city walls, with a casual hand, struck down again. Boom!
A huge handprint, hundreds of feet long and wide, appeared out of thin air. Que Mengchen was like a tiny nail, nailed right in the center of this massive handprint, driven into the ground.
At first glance, a massive chasm appeared right at the gate of Nantian City.
The whole body was radiant with a divine light, Ku Jie's usual playful smile vanished. He allowed his monk robes to flap in the wind as he roared, "Whoever dares to kill my disciple, face me!"
Although Jiang Wang has returned safely.
But he did not forget how Jiang Wang, who was already a powerful king and should have been smooth sailing, had vanished without a trace overnight.
The mastermind behind the Frostwind Valley incident remains uncaught to this day. Even this old monk can't do much about it.
But he wanted the person behind the scenes to know, for Jiang Wang, he was willing to do anything. He also wanted them to see just how capable he truly was!
From now on, whoever dares to touch Jiang Wang again, think twice! "Arrogant!"
The sky suddenly roared like a lion, and thunder rolled through the heavens for nine days.
Jin Fa Jin Jia Zi Mu's Lion An Xuan, stepped out from that golden sunlight, grasping infinite light and heat. With a single slap, he was about to capture the yellow-faced monk.
"This is outrageous!"
A fist, wearing a black knuckle duster, appeared abruptly, clashing with the slap without any flourish.
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The demonic roar retreated, blasting it into the massive palm print near the gates of Nantian City, causing it to be together with Que Mengchen.
At that moment, Jiang Mengxiong’s supremely domineering figure finally condensed behind his fist. He roared, “What does it mean to beat you to death! Call out the Ape Immortal Court!”
After the starlit sky road's air-to-air battle ended with a resounding boom, he felt incredibly dissatisfied!
As they spoke, Qi Guan Ying, clad in black armor and radiating an air of martial prowess, arrived with his narrow blade drawn: "Jiang Meng Xiong, tell me, are you nothing but a brute The young one went through untold hardships to deliver your message, risking his life to escape here. Instead of preparing for war against the Shenxiao world, you're squabbling over petty territory. Is this truly the way of a powerful warrior"
He remained motionless, yet the space around him began to wither, its very essence fading away. Even his Yuan force was dwindling.
All signs of decay fell upon the Starlight Path as well, causing it to dim rapidly. Even the starlight that Guanyin left behind for protection could not last long.
Jiang Mengxiong casually threw a punch, shattering Qi Guan Ying's small movement. He said coldly, "Only the strong have the right to open the door and kill the enemy. The weak are only self-destructing their own city, inviting wolves into the house! You have been imprisoned here for too long and do not know the vastness of the world. Whether the Shenxiao world is a calamity or a blessing, I see that you cannot understand!"
At this time, a burst of laughter sounded.
On the celestial path of stars, flowers bloomed. “The good fortune of demons, the calamity of humans! Is there anything that is unclear”
Lu Xi smiled softly and walked down from the high heavens, already holding a sword in his hand.
In the depths of space, a struggle without end has continued to the Wunan battlefield. The only constant is Jiang Wang and his star path, still at the center of this conflict. He can't control it himself!
The sound of the cold front passing was just a single whoosh.
The flowers along the starry sky road have all fallen.
Qin Changsheng, wearing a conical hat and a rain cloak, arrived with his sheathed swords. He only stared at Lu Xi Ming, not uttering a single unnecessary word.
The news Jiang Wang brought back is important.
Jiang Wang's return from the demon clan territory is a big deal.
If so many True Lords are watching and still allow this long-suffering human prodigy to die at the hands of the demon clan, then this Ten Thousand Demons Gate truly has no meaning in being stationed here!
"What a coincidence to meet here!"
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An old man with white beard and hair, with a cloud-thunder pattern between his brows, suddenly stepped into the room and looked at Jiang Wangdao: “From the Shenxiao world to here, it’s been quite a roundabout trip. Little friend, we meet again!”
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“Your methods, I remember vividly.” Jiang Wang drew his sword and said, “If you have sons, if you have grandsons,”
"With blood descendants, they probably wouldn't be as eager to see me as you are!"
At that moment, a hand flipped in front of Jiang Wang, grabbing the bolt of lightning approaching Xingguang Tianlu. It squeezed it tightly, as if crushing a dead serpent, causing it to let out a series of mournful squeaks.
This slender hand lightly grasped Jiang Wang's, pulling him back so he was completely free from the pull of Qi and the entanglement of Dao.
This put an end to the power struggle surrounding Jiang Wang. "Come behind me, grandpa."
Lord Zuoyao, the Marquis of Huai from the State of Chu!
Just now, Jiang Wang was still brandishing his sword and showing no weakness to Xuan Nan Gong. Now, he stood obediently behind Zuo Xiao, not uttering a word. He didn't need to fight desperately or grit his teeth anymore; naturally, someone would take charge for him!
At this moment, Jiang Wang's position was precisely the center of the entire Wunan battlefield. It was right within the one-mile square that Zuo Xiao had forcefully drawn!
This territory was gained by great fortune and unique opportunity, made possible by Jiang Wang. Therefore, it was able to avoid the fierce competition at the peak!
From this moment onwards, Jiang Wang has stepped down from the gambling table of the two powerhouses and is no longer a pawn.
Only now could he say that he was truly safe!
Almost at the same time as Xuan Nan Gong appeared, there was Yu Xian Ting, a golden-armored warrior with a red cloak and a giant war halberd in his hand.
He, however, wasn't making a fuss on the Starlit Path. Instead, he stood unhesitatingly before Jiang Mengxiong, grinning. "You guys are pretty good!"
Jiang Mengxiong sneered, "The average level of young people in Qi State!"
With a sweeping gesture, he said, "Martial Marquis Wu'an! Tell us all about the sights you've seen in the demon realm!"
Jiang Wang stood behind Zuo Xiao, feeling the gazes of all the celestial demons and true monarchs present, feeling the attention of hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides on the battlefield.
Gripping his long sword tightly, he said seriously:
“I see... the demon clan has a brilliant civilization, a formidable opponent that should not be underestimated!”
“I saw... the Yizu Feather Zhen with ten thousand defeats gained one success, making the Shenxiao world a truly open world!”
“I saw...that Monk Nianchan, in pursuit of knowledge, listened to the sound of the bell for five hundred years without achieving enlightenment. He sailed a solitary boat across the Milky Way and was besieged until his death!”
"I saw...the Purple Ridge had not seen snow for thirteen years, yet Rao Bingzhang died before he could fire his gun. With a single shot, he helped me kill the true demon!"
"I saw...."
Ginger Mengxiong suddenly raised his eyes in the sky above Nantian City, looking straight at Jiang Wang.
At that single glance, Jiang Wang saw every image of Rao Bingzhang from his memory. Bear Three Thoughts...Three Evils Robbing Monarch...Thousand Tribulations Cave.
"The Yaren Immortal Court,"
He wasn't domineering, and even seemed somewhat lonely as he turned back, fixing his gaze on Yuan Xian Ting. Slowly, he said—
"If I don't kill a few celestial demons today, I'm doomed to meet a bad end."
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