Vol.3 – Chapter 27 – The black hand turns out to be myself


Northern Snow Plains, Meng Qingzhou’s entire body emitted scorching steam. After a dozen consecutive battles, he seemed to handle it effortlessly, but in reality, the consumption was immense. Each strike was made with full force, intentionally creating a sense of oppression to instill fear in the members of the World Sect Alliance, forcing them to abandon the fight. Otherwise, if he had to battle continuously, even with the Primordial Creation Bloodline, it would be extremely difficult to persist.

After all, none of these people were ordinary. To cultivate to this realm, each one was a prodigy.

Looking around, almost every Morning Glow Realm cultivator had walked a unique path.

Hai Lantian’s Jianmu, Li Qihang’s Death Sword, Gu Yue’s Swift Wind…

“Space-Time End and Beginning, I can barely hold on. At most, I can support myself for one more return.”

Meng Qingzhou listened intently, within the range of his Sword Sense domain, he clearly felt a powerful and majestic set of footsteps approaching, each step like a giant hammer striking a drum, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

“You’ve heard of my reputation, you should know that opposing me often leads to a bad end.”

“But…”

Ji Wushuang smiled, his gaze fixed on the Imperial Carriage in the sky, and said indifferently:

“Since you insist on seeking death, I’ll reluctantly fulfill your wish.”

“Immortality?”

“Ridiculous, it’s just carving a boat on the river of time, anchoring a coordinate. You’ve comprehended the essence of the Sky-Reaching Dao, so you merge with the river of time. What dies is just a segment of your past or future.”

“But you are not truly Sky-Reaching. Even if I fight with a false body, I can still break your so-called immortality.”

As he spoke, Ji Wushuang’s eyes were filled with an aggressive look, as if he wanted to pierce through the Imperial Carriage and see the worshipful posture of the Empress of Great Jin.

This woman, a rare gem!

To possess the kingdom without a beauty, wouldn’t that be a regret?

Only a peerless woman like Qin Liuli could be worthy of the future Human Emperor!

Unfortunately, Qin Liuli never responded, which made Ji Wushuang slightly disappointed.

“Women all admire strength. If I can crush the Space-Time Sword Saint, who is faintly regarded as the War God of Great Jin, even Qin Liuli would be captivated by me.”

Thinking this, Ji Wushuang no longer concealed his principles.

——【World’s Dao!】

——【Plunder all laws and principles of the world, achieving the strongest Dao of all time!】

——【This is the Human Emperor’s Dao, an invincible path!!】

“Meng Qin, your journey ends here.”

Ji Wushuang’s eyes glowed with a strange golden hue. He pointed his finger, making a gesture in mid-air.

“Heavy Pupils Technique—Shatter Illusions.”

Rip!

The sky tore open, and an eye as large as the sun and moon gazed down upon the earth, like the eye of Heaven, staring at Meng Qingzhou. The profound fluctuations of the Dao gradually became clear.

Meng Qingzhou sensed danger, ready to draw his sword to destroy the Eye of Heaven and break the Heavy Pupils Technique.

“Stay still.” Ji Wushuang formed a hand seal, his index finger and thumb creating a small circle, then aimed it at Meng Qingzhou from a distance. “Divine Imprisonment—Draw a Circle to Imprison.”

Meng Qingzhou frowned slightly, his elbow feeling as if it were rusted, extremely stiff.

Looking inside his body, the three thousand major acupoints were dim, and even the connection with the Dao of Space-Time seemed distant, becoming remote.

“This…?!”

He could feel the Heavy Pupils Technique forcing his Dao of Space-Time to manifest.

Ji Wushuang noticed this and aimed to fundamentally break the Space-Time End and Beginning, erasing the anchor point on the river of time.

“Incredible, it’s unbelievable that Zhao Gou, that fool, could kill you.” Meng Qingzhou tried several times to break free from the imprisonment, but the previous consumption was too great, making it difficult to succeed in a short time.

Hearing this, Ji Wushuang asked in confusion, “Zhao Gou? Who is that?”

“You saw a future where someone named Zhao Gou killed me?!”

Meng Qingzhou shook his head, smiling calmly:

“Something like that, but that person is already dead, killed by his own stupidity…”

Wait a minute…

As he spoke, a thunderbolt struck in Meng Qingzhou’s mind, suddenly realizing.

Recalling all the previous events, Zhao Gou being inexplicably captured upon entering the capital, the exposure of the Shu Region’s plot, Zhao Yuhuan’s furious questioning, and the determination to kill the Empress’ Husband…

“So, the mastermind behind all the chaos was me all along?”

Meng Qingzhou’s eye twitched, recalling the times he cursed the meddler…

“Brother Zhao Gou, you didn’t die unjustly.”

Ji Wushuang looked at his changing expressions and laughed:

“What nonsense are you talking about? A nameless dead man could kill me?!”

Meng Qingzhou didn’t dwell on the issue but instead studied the principles of imprisonment and the Heavy Pupils Technique, asking:

“Did you also plunder these from others?”

Despite being in a dire situation, Meng Qingzhou remained calm and composed, while Ji Wushuang was equally unhurried, like an experienced hunter.

Ji Wushuang explained:

“That’s right.”

“The Heavy Pupils Technique was taken from a half-step Heaven Supporting Realm cultivator with heavy pupils. That cultivator was from your Wilderness, but he was too arrogant. After plundering his principles, I discarded his eyes, and their whereabouts are still unknown.”

“As for this Divine Imprisonment, it was derived from a batch of human-shaped Gu insects raised by the Ji family. They comprehended the principles, fought and devoured each other, and the final victor became my nourishment.”

Meng Qingzhou sighed softly, “Truly cruel, the Ji family deserves to be destroyed.”

Ji Wushuang said indifferently, “To be an emperor, one must step over corpses to be crowned. A mere warrior like you wouldn’t understand.”

The two exchanged words, creating a surprisingly harmonious atmosphere, leaving the onlookers speechless.

On the Great Jin side, the courtiers were silent and heavy-hearted. It was clear to the discerning eye that the Sword Saint was at a disadvantage!

Meng Qin was too exhausted, and Ji Wushuang’s World’s Dao was too perverse. Moreover, Meng Qin’s flaws had been exposed, making him seem like a lamb to the slaughter.

Throughout the Great Jin territory, countless people watched this scene, silently praying.

“Sword Saint of Space-Time, you must win!”

“If you can’t win, just leave. Don’t look back! You’ve done enough for Great Jin. We can accept any outcome.”

“Please survive, even if Great Jin falls, as long as you live, the flame will continue!”

Countless prayers seemed to gather into faint threads of incense, crossing the endless territory, surrounding Meng Qingzhou.

Of course, this power of incense was still very weak, and except for Meng Qingzhou himself, no one else noticed.

“Incense Golden Body, isn’t this the Human Emperor’s Dao?!” Meng Qingzhou looked inside his Sea of Consciousness, seeing his Divine Sense body tinged with a faint golden hue, and was stunned.

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