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“Transmit my decree: be ready for a full-scale attack at any moment. All soldiers, follow the drills.”
“If the Space-Time Sword Saint is harmed, cultivators above the Moon Shine Realm must rescue him at all costs!”
“Your only task is to ensure the Sword Saint’s safety. As for the Morning Glow Realm cultivators of the Shizong Alliance and the Ji family, I will hold them off myself to cover your retreat.”
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Dongfang Liuli’s voice echoed in the ears of the court officials, filled with a chilling murderous intent that was unmistakable.
The court officials’ eyes welled up with tears, their fists clenched tightly.
The final battle in the Wilderness had reached this point, with Great Jin reduced to a situation where the emperor had to cover the retreat and the Sword Saint had to lead the charge.
“We will do our utmost!” the court officials silently replied.
Despite their deep reluctance, the current situation left them with no other choice.
“As long as the Sword Saint remains undefeated and completely crushes Ji Wushuang, the encirclement by the Shizong Alliance will collapse on its own.”
“Sword Saint (Empress’ Husband), Your Majesty’s life and death are in your hands…”
The court officials thought to themselves, their eyes fixed on the battle ahead.
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“Hiding quite well, aren’t you? Get out here!”
Ji Wushuang growled, pushing the Heavy Pupils Technique to its limit. Blood tears flowed from his eye sockets, and the pupil in the sky crack also dripped blood.
Heaven weeps blood!
Boom!!
With a torrential blood rain falling, a thunderclap resounded in the clear sky, alternating light and dark. When the lightning dissipated, everyone focused their gaze.
Above Meng Qingzhou’s head, a wide, winding river extended—a manifestation of the Dao of Space-Time!
Seeing this, Ji Wushuang grinned:
“Found you!”
“Just as I suspected, though you’re in the late Morning Glow Realm, you’ve already embarked on the path to the Sky-Reaching Realm, embodying the principles and nurturing the universe within.”
Meng Qingzhou remained silent, letting the imprisonment bind his body, ignoring Ji Wushuang’s actions, appearing resigned, his hands hanging motionless.
The faces of Great Jin’s court officials changed drastically, while the elders of the Shizong Alliance beamed with joy, breathing a long sigh of relief.
“What a joke of a Space-Time Sword Saint, no better than a paper tiger before Young Master Ji.”
“And they really thought Meng Qin was invincible below the Sky-Reaching Realm. What a load of nonsense, not afraid of losing teeth from boasting.”
“If we’d known this, Young Master Ji should’ve acted sooner, saving so many lives from being wasted.”
The elders of the Shizong Alliance chatted and laughed loudly, deliberately making sure the Great Jin camp could hear every word.
The court officials of Great Jin gritted their teeth in anger, some even sharpening their blades, ready to unleash a massacre at the Empress’ command.
At this moment.
Ji Wushuang made his move, snapping his fingers. Black mist condensed into a hard-shelled insect the size of a millstone, grotesque and ugly, with crimson eyes like green beans.
“Gu Dao—Parasite.”
The insect flapped its wings, hovering above Meng Qingzhou’s head, then opened its fangs, its eight claws clinging to the Dao of Space-Time, its mouthparts piercing into the principles.
The river of space-time trembled, gradually weakening, on the verge of extinction.
“The last inheritor of the Gu Dao, also a master of it, unparalleled in talent, able to devour others’ principles to strengthen the Gu insect.”
“Meng Qingzhou, why don’t you resist?”
“I enjoy the dying struggles of my prey, the look of unwillingness and resentment in their eyes before death is the greatest satisfaction for a hunter.”
“I’ve hunted thousands of geniuses and great beings in my life, each one a prodigy destined to become a giant, yet they all became my nourishment. I remember their dying gazes very clearly.”
“Meng Qingzhou, how can you be an exception?” Ji Wushuang laughed.
However, Meng Qingzhou remained unresponsive, standing silently, as if in meditation.
Seeing this, Ji Wushuang frowned in confusion:
“Have you given up?”
Thinking this, Ji Wushuang lost interest and said:
“In that case, let me send you off.”
——【Dao of the Celestial Master—Judgment of the Gods by the Will of the People!】
In an instant, strands of purple willpower were plundered, drawn from some small and medium-sized nations in the Northern Territory.
Gradually, these willpowers converged into a vast ocean, visible to the naked eye, covering the sky of the Northern Territory, appearing grand and magnificent.
“The Dao of the Celestial Master… also the last remaining seedling in the world. The old Celestial Master who inherited the Celestial Master’s Temple begged me to pass on the Dao before he died, but alas…”
“Hahaha…”
Ji Wushuang laughed wildly, slowly clenching his five fingers. The purple willpower instantly poured down, gathering in his palm.
Gradually condensing into a purple crystal long knife.
The Dao of the Celestial Master, promoting righteousness, seeking justice for the people, paving the way for all living beings.
In the era of gods, when the human race was weak and treated as fuel by the gods, an old Celestial Master created this Dao, using the willpower of all beings as a butcher’s knife to cut the roots of the gods!
This knife does not harm the flesh, does not cut the divine soul, does not destroy cultivation.
But once struck, all causality, past and future, the predetermined and the unexplored, will be erased, and the caster will enter a state of being neither dead nor alive.
“On your way, you will be my last prey to break through to the Sky-Reaching Realm. Your nourishment will propel me to advance to the Sky-Reaching Realm and inherit the position of Ji family head!”
Ji Wushuang roared, the judgment knife’s purple light pouring down like a galaxy, piercing towards Meng Qingzhou.
At this moment.
From the floating imperial carriage, a graceful figure stepped out, appearing holy under the moonlight.
“Transmit my decree: full attack!”
The court officials of Great Jin immediately erupted, rising into the air and charging towards Ji Wushuang.
“Kill!!”
Hundreds of thousands of troops orderly formed ranks, activating the Emperor Grade formation, exuding a terrifying pressure.
Dongfang Liuli gazed across the battlefield at the seventy or eighty Morning Glow Realm great beings, her cold phoenix eyes unwavering, and said:
“Whoever dares to move, dies.”
With these words, Dongfang Liuli no longer concealed her aura. Her late Morning Glow Realm cultivation spread, covering the field, locking onto everyone on the opposite side with killing intent!
Since discovering Meng Qingzhou’s special healing effect, Dongfang Liuli had undergone several treatments, not only delaying her impending doom but also refining her body, completely transforming herself. Even her meridians now had faint traces of primordial purple energy flowing. After a good night’s sleep, she naturally broke through to the late Morning Glow Realm.
“Arrogant! Great Jin does not honor the agreement, Empress, you are courting death!” The elders of the Shizong Alliance roared in anger.
Dozens of Morning Glow Realm cultivators locked onto Dongfang Liuli, brewing killing intent.
Suddenly.
A scream echoed from the center of the battlefield, a voice… particularly familiar.
It was Ji Wushuang!
The battle had just erupted and then paused in an instant. Everyone followed the source of the scream.
What they saw was a shocking scene.
Meng Qingzhou, who had been motionless, had somehow broken free from his restraints, holding Ji Wushuang by the neck with one hand, suspending him in the air, and coldly said:
“I’ve noticed, you talk too much.”
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【Sorry, the promise from yesterday will be fulfilled tomorrow, thank you on my knees】
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