Kuang Ming’s horizontal spear blocked the path, his killing intent naturally filling the void.

Zhuang Gao Xian smiled with intent and strode forward. He left the three of them behind and also left his Zhuang Country.

Ku Yi’s sallow old face wrinkled up. He was not polite to Kuang Ming: “Who are you, stranger! How dare you provoke the Buddha Lord?”

“We have met before,” Kuang Ming said faintly. “You don’t need to pretend you don’t recognize me.”

“Peh! Who recognizes you!” Ku Yi threw a punch upwards: “You highway robber, how dare you block the way, eat my Three Treasures Fist!”

His fist met the spear tip and then followed the shaft upwards.

The sound of gold and iron clashed, for a moment it was like a Sanskrit song.

In the flicker of thought, both sides had already exchanged several rounds.

Kuang Ming waved his spear to push him away. Behind him, killing intent surged into the sky, transforming into a sky-piercing heavenly snake that overlooked coldly: “Then let me introduce myself again – I am Kuang Ming, Commander of the Purge Evil Army of the Great Jing Empire. Have you made up your mind?”

Fighting with a strange True Person and fighting with a Commander of the Eight Armor of Jing were completely different meanings.

“You kid! You just got angry after fighting two battles.” Ku Yi wanted to pretend he didn’t hear, but he also knew there was no persuasion in that, so he snorted contemptuously: “Do you think you can stop the Buddha Lord by relying on you?”

Kuang Ming exhaled a breath, the breath passing through like a white rainbow: “Then let’s try it.”

Seeing that he couldn’t be reasoned with and was ready to make a desperate stand with just a few words, Ku Yi suddenly became annoyed.

“What Purge Evil Purge Evil, the Buddha Lord simply doesn’t believe in this evil today—”

Ku Yi scolded angrily: “Zhao Huai, fight him to the death!”

With a step of his foot, he had already passed by him and headed straight in the direction of Zhuang Gao Xian: “I’ll go help you keep an eye on Zhuang Gao Xian first, you deal with this fellow and then come over!”

Zhao Huai: ……

Kuang Ming: ……

“Today I don’t represent myself, and I have no personal friendship with Zhuang Gao Xian. I represent Jing Country, I represent Jade Capital Mountain, to maintain this Tai Xu Alliance,” Kuang Ming didn’t chase after him, he knew Ku Yi could hear his voice.

“Although I don’t want to be so arrogant. But I must tell you now—from the moment I obey orders and come here, if any of you still dare to influence the Emperor of Zhuang Country from participating in the alliance, ignoring the interests of the Dao Countries. I will regard this as your challenge to a subordinate country of the Dao. Jing Country will regard this as a challenge to Jing Country from Suspended Temple and Mount Sumeru!”

Each word was lined up like soldiers.

Suddenly, the sound of iron horses and golden drums arose!

There was no doubt about the truth of Kuang Ming’s speech. He must have obtained authorization from the higher levels of the Dao Gate to be able to say this.

Zhao Huai sighed, wearing his brocade robe and kasaya, holding his emerald prayer beads, and turned to leave.

He had borne the heavy responsibility of a contemporary True Person and guarded Zhuang Gao Xian outside Zhuang Country for several months. He had done everything he could. As for going to war with the Dao Gate… that was not something he could decide. Nor was it within the capabilities of Mount Sumeru.

In view of the overall situation,

Ku Yi’s flying figure also stopped in the air.

Could Suspended Temple challenge Jing Country?

This question was fundamentally not a question.

Moreover… he had always represented not Suspended Temple, but only himself. At most, adding one Jing Li.

He didn’t turn back, only after a period of silence, he suddenly asked: “Is it okay if I just follow along?”

At this moment, he wasn’t acting spoiled, but more like asking for permission.

But Kuang Ming just shook his finger horizontally. A yellow talisman between his fingers burned in the wind, burning out in an instant.

Ku Yi’s figure also stopped in the air!

Kuang Ming said expressionlessly: “This is the Purple Void Fix Spirit Talisman, specially drawn by the Palm Teacher to trap you—I originally thought it wouldn’t be used.”

Ku Yi’s stubbornness was indeed beyond his expectation. But he didn’t care about the enmity between Ku Yi and Zhuang Gao Xian, he was a soldier, only executing the command of the Palm Teacher of Jade Capital Mountain.

He folded his body in one step, then walked to Ku Yi’s side and grabbed him. He said faintly: “Today you actually dared to attack me, ignoring the tacit understanding between Jade Capital Mountain and Suspended Temple, provoking the dignity of Jing Country. Considering that no serious consequences have been caused yet, I will not punish you. I will personally send you back to Suspended Temple, and ask your sect to strictly teach you and confine you for three months. Are you convinced?”

Ku Yi simply couldn’t open his mouth to say no.

I’ll convince your grandma’s big chicken leg!

He stared with angry, wide eyes!

Kuang Ming didn’t look at his expression, of course he couldn’t understand his curse either. Then he just carried him with one hand and took him back to Suspended Temple himself.

Heavenly drums moved Tai Xu, earthly drums sounded Dragon Palace.

Ten thousand li rolled with thunder, heaven and earth were like what!

Inside the Tai Xu mountain gate, the Tai Xu Illusion Realm was in its final completion. Strong cultivators from all sides condensed their spirits and waited, guarding the mountain and protecting the Dao. And the world received the summons, representatives from various major forces flocked here to participate in this alliance.

They could represent the ‘now’ of the human race, they indeed held the highest authority in the present world.

And within the Long River Dragon Palace, sat the ‘future’ of the human race.

Whether these human race heaven’s pride could walk towards the future still needed time to verify. But there was no doubt… if any accident occurred at today’s Dragon Palace banquet, the young heaven’s pride present would be wiped out, and the future of the human race would be set back by at least twenty years.

Precisely because they were so important, the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun Forever Town Mountain River Seal had already been activated. At this moment in the Long River Dragon Palace, there were no waves for ten thousand li, no accidents were allowed to occur, it could be said to be the safest place in the present world.

The virtual shadow of the Dragon Monarch sat high on the throne, and the heaven’s pride in the hall each had their own moods.

This grand banquet had been held for many years, almost every time someone’s name was engraved on history. What dazzling moments would appear again today?

A Dragon Palace attendant brought up a plate of delicious delicacies. Some could supplement cultivation, some could nourish the spirit. Chong Xuan Sheng ate in large mouthfuls, seemingly happy no matter what.

Divided into two sides of the great hall, Jiang Wang could see his eating habits by raising his eyes.

Until a certain moment, Chong Xuan Sheng raised his head, caught Jiang Wang’s gaze, and grinned at him, pointing at the plate in front of him, seeming to say this portion was very delicious.

Beside him, Huang She Li seemed to still be sulking, instead of being very noisy. Or perhaps he had already officially entered the state, preparing for the next steps. Thinking about it, he had already bloomed the Reverse Inn, which would certainly bring everyone a surprise.

Jiang Wang held the jade chopsticks in one hand, the tips suspended above the plate, motionless for a moment.

His other hand virtually held a fist, and the Moon Key in his palm flashed and hid.

Indeed… the Tai Xu Illusion Realm could no longer be entered.

Ye Qing Yu looked over: “Dragon Palace delicacies are very delicious ah. Why aren’t you eating?”

“I don’t like to eat,” Jiang Wang said, lowering his voice: “I will pack this whole table later, and you take it to An An.”

Ye Qing Yu couldn’t help but laugh, and also replied in a low voice: “But as long as Cloud Country doesn’t have it, I can’t leave. Eat well, she can eat all of this now.”

They were like students whispering in a solemn classroom.

Indeed, many years of ‘small paper notes’ had passed.

Jiang Wang used his chopsticks to pick up a little Frost Heart Marrow and slowly savored it in his mouth.

First cool, then bright, slightly sweet with a lingering fragrance.

Indeed, a delicacy of the world.

This world had so many problems, and also had so many beauties.

He put down his chopsticks. The jade chopsticks lightly knocked the plate, making a faint and lonely sound.

Ye Qing Yu cast a questioning look.

Jiang Wang smiled warmly: “Still pack it. I just thought of something, I have something to deal with.”

Ye Qing Yu was stunned for a moment, her clear stream-like eyes shining with that slightly pursed lip. Finally, she just gently put down the jade chopsticks in her hand: “Then I’ll wait for you.”

The voice of Long River Dragon Monarch Ao Shu Yi rang out at this moment from the high place: “Today the heaven’s pride gather, I am overjoyed. Recalling the Human Emperor of the past, pioneering through hardships, truly the time has fortune!”

“Jiang Wang,” her gaze fell: “Four years ago at the Yellow River Meeting, you won the championship, which I witnessed from below the stage. Seeing you again in the Dragon Palace today, I feel like I’m seeing a younger generation, very close… I wonder if you are willing to dance a sword performance for everyone before this banquet, to add to the excitement?”

Jiang Wang bowed from his seat and said: “The Long River’s ten thousand li of water waves are flat, all thanks to the majesty of the Dragon Monarch, Jiang Wang is naturally a younger generation of Your Majesty. Only… I, Jiang, have learned the sword of killing, and it’s not very good to dance, I fear I can only disappoint, not add to the excitement.”

The Long River Dragon Monarch in the hall didn’t have to make things difficult for any young person. Seeing that Jiang Wang didn’t agree, she waved her hand: “Then so be it—”

But Jiang Wang immediately continued: “However, for today’s feast, Jiang Wang has indeed prepared a gift… Please wait for me to bring it, and present it to the Dragon Monarch!”

Imperial Front Fu Yun Qin smiled: “What gift is it, something you have that the Dragon Palace doesn’t?”

Jiang Wang was not the kind of young person who was eager to prove himself, he just calmly replied: “You’ll know when it’s delivered.”

Ao Shu Yi raised a hand, indicating for Fu Yun Qin not to speak first, and looked at Jiang Wang with interest: “Is this gift not carried with you?”

Jiang Wang said: “I came in a hurry and haven’t prepared it properly.”

He smiled slightly apologetically: “It’s still on the way. It should arrive soon.”

The Dragon Monarch smiled slightly: “Then you go and come back quickly. If you are not at the banquet, it will lose much of its color!”

“I will be as fast as possible,” Jiang Wang smiled warmly: “Because I have also waited for a long time.”

Thus, he pressed his sword and stood up.

“Wait a moment!” Xu Xiang Qian suddenly recovered from his whispers and called out: “What gift ah, I’ll accompany you to get it.”

He was mainly full of curiosity and wanted to find some time alone to ask Jiang Wang about his relationship with the women who had appeared today.

Thinking of him as a talented scholar, handsome and unrestrained, excellent in both civil and military matters, with unparalleled poetic talent, he only had one Teacher Sister Zhao, and still had to accept examination at any time. Jiang, this person who only knew how to meditate like a blockhead when entering a brothel… What was he relying on?

Exactly where was it wrong!

Jiang Wang smiled faintly: “You should still accompany Teacher Sister Zhao ba, I will go and return.”

Xu Xiang Qian was still about to speak, but was lightly pulled by Zhao Wu Yan’s sleeve. She said in a charming voice: “If… I also want you to accompany me?”

Before her words finished, Xu Xiang Qian had already sat down.

Teacher Sister Zhao had never been like this to him before, at this moment his bones were all soft: “Hiss, why are my legs and feet suddenly a bit uncomfortable? Teacher Sister, you understand medical skills, hurry and help me look…”

He had completely forgotten about Jiang Wang!

Jiang Wang smiled and shook his head. Amidst the many bright or dark gazes, dressed in green, he walked out of the Dragon Palace alone.

Leaving all the noise, dazzling lights, and scenery behind.

Only leaving a figure walking alone, allowing people to look from afar.

“Heavenly dome comes high, nine ten thousand nine oh”

“White clouds pull down walking cotton sheep oh”

“Brother your steed, where did you put it”

“How did it run and run and run to sister’s heart”

The pastoral song was long and distant, floating in the distance.

A pure white yak pulled a cart with no cover.

On the cart sat a person wrapped in a long robe, wearing a huge hood, so his true appearance could not be seen. He held a volume of scripture in his hand, written in Cang Tu divine script, named “Divine Grace Scripture”.

He was of course Cang Ming, who had been beaten back halfway.

As the present world’s divine envoy, he had long represented the will of the Cang Tu God, walking in the human world, being worshipped by the herdsmen.

Every time he received a share of faith, he gained a share of distracting thoughts.

He listened to prayers and ignored resentment.

In his cultivation of the past several decades, he had always kept his eyes closed.

Otherwise, he would not be able to face the evil of the human heart directly.

But this time, he opened his eyes… and still could not face Li Yi’s sword directly.

He had proven to achieve Cave True this time, coming south to participate in the Dragon Palace banquet, not to be a stepping stone for Li Yi with his newly entered Cave True strength. He was here to bring the exciting voice of Mu Country, to show the great achievement of the merging of ten thousand religions. He was here to unleash the terror that he had been born with, after not opening his eyes for several decades!

But he still lost.

One person, one sword, one horizontal line.

Pure enough to cut off everything.

It also cut off his ambition to attend the banquet.

Southward, southward.

Southward was the beautiful dream of the grassland people for how many years, but within the long river of history, every time there was this horizontal line. Like a natural barrier, like the Milky Way… pasture horses could not cross.

Southward, southward.

The grand plan of southward had never truly succeeded, it had always only been realized in song.

At this moment, he sat on the ox cart, blowing the wilderness wind, stroking the scripture with his finger belly, quietly reading his scripture. Heaven and earth were lonely, time was long.

And within that vast, boundless green color, a person gradually walked out.

Wearing a thick bronze ghost mask, his hood pulled low.

One person who did not expose his true face met another who concealed his true appearance.

Cang Ming recognized this person.

In Er De Mi, he repeatedly set records, again won the favor of Princess Yun Yun, and was even named the ‘world’s first beautiful man’ Zhao Ru Cheng.

How could he not perceive it?

Many people felt that Zhao Ru Cheng was the most beautiful one on the Guan He Platform. Ye Er’s claim of ‘Yan Kui’ was because Yan Kui was only evaluated among women.

Ye Er was indeed perfect without flaws, but Zhao Ru Cheng’s appearance transcended the meaning of gender, almost the same as the external sign of a beauty god.

In the sound of the wilderness wind blowing over, it was Cang Ming who spoke first.

“This time I was the only one who participated in the Dragon Palace banquet,” he said like this.

“I know,” said the person wearing the bronze ghost mask.

Cang Ming said again: “I also won’t participate. I was defeated by Li Yi, I have no face to go again.”

The person wearing the bronze ghost mask raised his head and looked at him, a little surprised, but still said: “Know.”

Cang Ming stopped stroking the divine text with his finger belly: “So where do you want to go?”

“Go to where I should go,” said the person wearing the bronze ghost mask.

“How do you define… what is where you should go?”

“We can only define ourselves.”

Cang Ming felt that kind of self, so he asked: “Must go?”

“Must go.”

“Did you tell Yun Hall Down?”

“Should be said.”

“Should?”

“Said.”

“Did Yun Hall Down agree?”

“I can only confirm that I have informed.”

Cang Ming sighed lightly: “You say, my meeting you here, is it not God’s will?”

“This place is where royal power is highest.”

“Then I’ll change a word,” Cang Ming said smoothly: “Do you feel it counts as heaven’s intent?”

“Don’t attribute so many boring meanings to ordinary things,” the person wearing the bronze ghost mask left a measure of politeness, his speech was also simple and direct: “Everyone is taking the same shortcut, just accidentally bumped into each other.”

“Do you feel… I should stop you?” Cang Ming suddenly asked.

“You were defeated by Li Yi, were you injured?” the person wearing the bronze ghost mask counter-asked.

Cang Ming honestly said: “Injured quite heavily.”

The person wearing the bronze ghost mask said—

“Then best not.”

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