Heavenly Sect!
In the secluded spiritual land!
After returning to the Heavenly Sect, Taoist Zichen went to the secluded spiritual land to report the news of the Kunlun Daoist Sect’s destruction to the five Ancestors.
The five Ancestors of the Heavenly Sect, shining brilliantly like the sun, sat cross-legged in the secluded spiritual land.
“Five Ancestors, the Kunlun Daoist Sect has been annihilated!!”
As soon as Taoist Zichen spoke, the five Ancestors, who were at the Great Perfection of the Yang Spirit Realm, were momentarily stunned.
“Zichen, what did you say? I’m getting old, my hearing isn’t what it used to be, I didn’t catch that,” one of the Ancestors said.
Zichen knew the Ancestor found it hard to believe and was seeking confirmation.
“Reporting to the Ancestor, I personally witnessed the destruction of the Kunlun Daoist Sect,” Taoist Zichen replied.
“That’s impossible. Who in the world could destroy the Kunlun Daoist Sect? Even if the five of us joined forces, we couldn’t break through the sect’s protective formation.”
“The three from Yin Xu joined forces, their strength was formidable, how could they be slain?”
“The protective formation of the Kunlun Daoist Sect would require at least a Martial Emperor or someone at the Ascending to Immortality Realm to break through!”
The five Ancestors of the Heavenly Sect found it hard to believe that the Kunlun Daoist Sect had been wiped out just like that.
Taoist Zichen recounted how Oliver Sheng had slain Yin Xu, the Sword Saint, and six others at Gongyang Mountain, and how he had shattered the protective formation of the Kunlun Daoist Sect with a single strike.
“Could it be that this person has broken through to the Martial Emperor or Ascending to Immortality Realm?”
The five Ancestors of the Heavenly Sect were utterly shocked.
Does this mean that even if they joined forces, they wouldn’t be a match for this Oliver Sheng?
“Send out the order, instruct the disciples not to go out unnecessarily, focus on cultivating within the sect, and avoid provoking that person.”
The destruction of the Kunlun Daoist Sect instilled a sense of fear in the Heavenly Sect.
In this era where Martial Emperors and Ascending to Immortality experts were extinct, the sudden emergence of a figure comparable to them would instill fear in any power!
Even the Heavenly Sect was so, not to mention other major sects. After witnessing Oliver Sheng’s might, they all issued orders not to provoke him.
“Have you heard? The Kunlun Daoist Sect has been annihilated.”
In a tavern, a wandering hero spoke with a tone of shock.
“This matter is spreading across the world, how could I not have heard?” a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist replied.
“That was the second greatest Daoist Sect in the world, and it was wiped out just like that.”
“Indeed, the Kunlun Daoist Sect, which has existed for tens of thousands of years, has been destroyed. Alas, is there anything in this world that is truly immortal?”
“I must say, the Shengwu King of Great Wei is incredibly powerful. He single-handedly destroyed the second greatest Daoist Sect in the world, he must be invincible now.”
“That’s for sure. In the battle at Gongyang Mountain, he slew the three Ancestors at the Great Perfection of the Yang Spirit Realm from Kunlun, the Ancestor of the Da Li Dynasty, the Ancestor of Da Chu, and the Sword Saint from Sword Dao Mountain, all fell at the hands of the Shengwu King.”
“Those were six peerless experts, and none were a match for the Shengwu King. Saying he is the number one in the world is not an exaggeration.”
Throughout the world, countless people were discussing Oliver Sheng’s divine might, praising his invincibility.
But Sword Dao Mountain was now trembling with fear.
The Kunlun Daoist Sect had been destroyed; would the Shengwu King of Great Wei come to destroy them next?
“What do we do, what do we do?” The people of Sword Dao Mountain were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
“The Ancestor really shouldn’t have gotten involved in the siege against the Shengwu King of Great Wei!”
“Complaining now is useless, we must quickly find a way to protect Sword Dao Mountain.”
“How about sending someone to Great Wei to plead with the Empress?”
For a grand Sword Dao sect to have to plead for forgiveness from a dynasty was an unprecedented humiliation in thousands of years.
But they had no choice; without a Martial Saint to hold the fort and having offended the terrifyingly invincible Shengwu King, they could only choose to bow their heads.
Sword Dao Mountain conceded, sending people to the Capital City of Great Wei to plead for forgiveness.
In the Miao Territory, upon hearing the news from the Central Plains, they quickly withdrew their troops and sent envoys to Great Wei to seek peace.
Harrison Zhou watched the retreating Da Chu army, unsure whether to pursue or what to say.
“Marquis, news has come that the royal ancestor of Da Chu has been slain by the Shengwu King, and the second greatest Daoist Sect in the world, the Kunlun Daoist Sect, has also been destroyed by him,” Ji Boda said.
Marquis Harrison Zhou was numb at this moment.
The Huns had been wiped out, the Ancestor of Da Li was dead, half of Da Li’s territory had fallen into the hands of the Shengwu King, the Ancestor of Da Chu was dead, and now Da Chu was hastily retreating.
Even the second greatest Daoist Sect in the world, the Kunlun Daoist Sect, had been destroyed by the Shengwu King.
How powerful had the Shengwu King become?!
“Why don’t we march into Da Chu’s territory? Now is the best time,” Ji Boda suggested, his eyes gleaming.
“We’ll wait for His Majesty’s orders on this matter,” Harrison Zhou replied.
Currently, the Great Wei army was mostly in Da Li’s territory, attacking Da Li.
If they rashly invaded Da Chu, they wouldn’t have many troops to use.
Ji Boda’s eyes flashed with regret. Now that the Miao Territory had withdrawn, and the Ancestor of Da Chu was dead, it was the perfect opportunity to march into Da Chu.
In the Da Chu royal palace, Emperor Jiang Yiyun was filled with terror.
He had no interest in music, no mood to watch dances, looking as if he had lost his father.
“What do we do, what do we do!!”
The Ancestor was dead, the legendary guardian of the sea was gone, and the second greatest Daoist Sect in the world, the Kunlun Daoist Sect, had been destroyed.
Could Da Chu withstand the retaliation of the Shengwu King of Great Wei?
Clearly, it was impossible.
“Uncle Grandfather, what will happen to Da Chu?!” Jiang Yiyun asked the only remaining Martial Saint Ancestor of the Da Chu royal family.
This Martial Saint Ancestor had only broken through a few days ago, with early-stage Martial Saint cultivation.
Jiang Shiyuan’s brows were furrowed tightly.
He had only closed himself off for a breakthrough, and the world had changed so drastically.
“If I had known, I shouldn’t have agreed with the Kunlun Daoist Sect to send troops against Great Wei. Then the Ancestor wouldn’t have gone against Oliver Sheng,” Emperor Jiang said with regret.
Jiang Shiyuan had nothing to say. The eighth-grade breakthrough pill given by the Kunlun Daoist Sect had been used by him to break through to Martial Saint.
For that pill, Da Chu had lost its Ancestor, and now its national fortune was at stake.
What seemed like a bargain at the time now felt like a disastrous loss.
“Alas!”
“The Shengwu King of Great Wei is so powerful, with an army of a million under his command, there’s no match for him in this world.”
“Da Li and Da Chu are finished; Great Wei is going to unify the Central Plains.”
This matter was already a foregone conclusion.
Even if they struggled, it would be to no avail.
Who could stand against Oliver Sheng?!
“Arrange for the direct bloodline of the Jiang Clan to go into hiding with changed identities. Da Chu cannot be defended; when the time comes, we will flee to the Southern Border,” Jiang Shiyuan said helplessly.
Even though he had broken through to Martial Saint, he was powerless to change the situation.
Emperor Jiang’s eyes showed a mix of unwillingness and despair, as if this was the only possible outcome.
Sharing this sense of despair was the Da Li Dynasty.
Now, facing the military might of Great Wei, Da Li had already lost half its territory.
Many provinces and counties surrendered at the mere sight of Great Wei’s forces, unable to resist at all.
“Damn it, useless, all useless!!” Emperor Zhao Qingwu roared, smashing everything within reach.
The palace maids and eunuchs trembled, fearing that Emperor Zhao’s fury would turn on them.
The destruction of the Kunlun Daoist Sect had led many of Da Li’s generals and aristocratic families to surrender to Oliver Sheng, not daring to resist.
“I don’t want to be a king of a fallen nation, I don’t want to be a king of a fallen nation!” Zhao Qingwu roared in frustration.
“Enough, what’s the use of shouting? The situation is what it is, think about how to preserve the Zhao bloodline, we cannot let it be extinguished,” Zhao Hanguang said, entering with a stern voice.
The sudden emergence of Oliver Sheng, such a terrifying figure, left them powerless to change the course of events.
“Uncle Ancestor, where can we escape to?” Zhao Qingwu asked with a bitter smile.
Zhao Hanguang remained silent, but they couldn’t surrender, and resistance meant the death of the entire family. If they couldn’t surrender or resist, what could they do?
“Uncle Ancestor, take some of the direct descendants of the Zhao Clan, along with the wealth of the Da Li royal family, and leave first. I will stay and share the fate of Da Li,” Zhao Qingwu said with a determined look.
He intended to lead the loyal soldiers of Da Li and share its fate.
“You are an outstanding descendant of the Zhao Clan, a good ruler, but alas, the heavens are unpredictable,” Zhao Hanguang sighed.
If not for Oliver Sheng’s sudden rise, Da Li would have continued to flourish under Zhao Qingwu’s rule.
“Uncle Ancestor, go now, before the Great Wei army reaches the capital.”
Zhao Hanguang took some of the Zhao Clan’s direct descendants, along with the royal treasury of Da Li, and disappeared into the night from the capital of Da Li.
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