High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily
Chapter 257 - 151: Those Who Covet My Life Shall Have Their Nation Destroyed (Double Length, Part 2)
Huangfu Yan burst into laughter: "Just relying on the Divine Farmer Bureau? How dare you say such a thing, when the Saint hasn’t acted, has the Divine Farmer Bureau ever taken you monsters seriously!"
"Not to mention the Court’s hundred thousand troops..."
"Kui" suddenly hesitated and then pointed into the distance thoughtfully: "Isn’t that your hundred thousand troops? It seems..."
He tilted his head slightly, faintly exhibiting a childish demeanor, his gaze extremely subtle:
"Gone."
Huangfu Yan’s first reaction was that the Mountain and Sea Alliance leader was scheming to escape, but then he felt an unbelievably terrifying and spine-chilling aura sweeping in from behind.
This aura felt like a row of sharp blades cutting from behind, making one’s hair stand on end!
Huangfu Yan turned back abruptly and saw a scene resembling a nightmare.
Of course, there were no hundred thousand troops there.
But there were still sixty thousand troops.
This was originally Huangfu Yan’s confident reliance, even without the Saint, using these four armies to intercept a severely injured Chen Kuang was more than enough, wasn’t it?
Others thought so too, which was why the previous atmosphere was so tense.
But the truth was completely beyond everyone’s expectations.
The sixty thousand troops, together with their horses and all the structures above ground nearby... In the instant Huangfu Yan turned back, they were swept into a chaotic invisible rift, disappearing.
In just an instant, nothing was left.
It was as if before him was a painting that could be smeared at will; someone disliked this part and applied a heavy smear of black.
Sixty thousand men vanished into thin air!
A chill ran through Huangfu Yan.
That was... the Dao Realm!
It was definitely the Dao Realm of a Saint, there was no other possibility!
Because the scene before him completely twisted the fundamental rules of space-time, only possible within a Saint’s Dao Realm.
Moreover, its scope was absurdly large, in the Profound Profound Realm, the range of a city was the limit, but the sixty thousand troops stretched long lines bypassing the boundary of Zangfeng State for support, crossing several cities.
But in just an instant, the entire army was simply gone.
In the presence of the Dao Realm, forces, cultivation, were as insignificant as dust.
Just as without national fortune, before if a Saint had really acted, the entire Zangfeng State would have been gone.
The current scene could only be explained by the Saint’s intervention.
But... how could there be another Saint acting?
Who else could act?
Huangfu Yan couldn’t understand.
But someone immediately understood...
"It must be... Martial Saint! Exactly!"
Cang Xing’s expression instantly turned fervent, as if finding a backbone, his previous embarrassment washed away, becoming unparalleled determination:
"It was Martial Saint who acted!"
Cang Xing nodded, loudly: "I knew it was definitely Martial Saint! Hehe, how could I have judged wrongly? Some people want to take this opportunity to sow discord and invert black and white, they are truly beyond foolish!"
His disciples from Mei Sect immediately chimed in agreement.
Cang Xing looked sharply at Huangfu Yan: "Well, you old scoundrel, you really have malicious intentions, lying through your teeth!"
"Not only insulting our Martial Saint Pavilion but also trying to make us doubt and betray Martial Saint; your intentions deserve to be condemned!"
Huangfu Yan, being accused unfairly, took a deep breath: "How do you know for certain the one who acted was that dark fellow?"
Cang Xing retorted: "Who else could it be? Now tell me, at this time and place, who else could act?!"
"..."
Huangfu Yan had no words.
How could he have known where another Saint would suddenly emerge from?!
In this vast Cangyuan of ten thousand miles, counting all five thousand years back, Saints numbered less than ten fingers, when did it seem like there were Saints everywhere, casually appearing?!
Cang Xing sneered coldly, feeling his logic was flawless: "No words left, huh?"
"You scoundrel, from the Divine Farmer Bureau and the Yang Kingdom, expect revenge from the Martial Saint Pavilion! You will personally learn what the three words Martial Saint Pavilion signify."
Huangfu Yan clenched his skin, wanting to speak further.
But Cang Xing felt he had suffered enough humiliation from this guy, directly flashed forward and struck with the same palm as before!
"Boom!"
Huangfu Yan’s puppet lacked sufficient cultivation, and being revived post-mortem, couldn’t sustain much.
At this moment, struck with full force by Cang Xing, it immediately flew backward and started shattering in the air from the point of impact!
Flesh scattering.
Cang Xing exhaled fiercely, then waved his hand: "Go! Let’s greet Martial Saint!"
The disciples answered in unison: "Yes!"
Then they all ran towards the wilderness.
Leaving the monsters all looking at each other, somewhat speechless.
Huangfu Yan, such a deep-scheming false gentleman, happened to encounter a brainless brute... producing a kind of profound helplessness akin to a scholar confronting a soldier, unable to reason.
Yu Xiangsi hesitated: "Could it truly be Martial Saint who acted?"
"Kui" shook his head: "How is that possible... That guy is Chen Kuang, how could Martial Saint support him? But it certainly bears a Saint’s touch, not a world we can touch."
Yu Xiangsi fell silent.
She had heard rumors related to "Chen Kuang" and knew the troubles that guy carried.
Her first thought was of Liu Qingcheng left behind in the Golden Phoenix Pavilion.
With Chen Kuang’s departure, he might never return to the Yang Kingdom; it was flowers longing but the flowing water was heartless...
"Kui" said: "Yet he said one thing right, this is our Mountain and Sea Alliance’s opportunity, so I choose to refuse a compromise with the Divine Farmer Bureau."
"Xiangliu" beside said: "Leader, how do you intend to act? We will surely follow."
"Kui" squinted and said: "As of today, gather the alliance’s monsters, seize Zangfeng State, attack Yong’an State, incite the populace to revolt, and take control of the Governor of Yong’an; similarly in other places."
Yu Xiangsi said: "But... the Divine Farmer Bureau will surely intervene, their reputation accumulated over the years makes the populace trust them more than us."
"Kui" suddenly raised his hand, palm open, with a paper note on it.
"This shows the location of the boxes of official silver hidden by Wu Man, left when Chen Kuang’s earth-figure collapsed."
"Everyone knows official silver was stolen by monsters, yet these unopened boxes with seals are ironclad proof of the Yang Court’s disregard for human life."
"If we can incite Yong’an State, the surrounding areas similarly troubled by flooding will likewise respond, then this matter will transcend being just ours against the Divine Farmer Bureau."
"It will be an issue of the entire Yang Kingdom."
"Kui" squinted and said: "And the Yang Kingdom has illustrious princes beyond Wen Chi alone... Wen Chi wants to be Emperor, do others not desire the same?"
The monsters immediately understood, their leader was planning to seize the chance to internally fracture and dismantle the Yang Kingdom!
In the depths of their souls, everyone seemed to realize... the sky of Yang Kingdom was truly about to change.
And the fate of Yang Kingdom, is it due to the Emperor’s consumption that it’s gone, or is it truly time for this nation to perish?
Perhaps only the Celestial Dao knows.
"Kui" instructed the monsters, and several elders left with their groups.
Yu Xiangsi remained, unable to help asking: "Leader, those words just now, don’t seem in your style..."
"Kui" raised an eyebrow: "Then who do you think they resemble?"
Yu Xiangsi answered frankly: "Like Chen Kuang."
"Kui" laughed immediately, amused: "So obvious?"
Yu Xiangsi nodded.
Despite only having spent some time together, the familiar style was like Chen Kuang standing and speaking right there.
"Kui" waved the paper note in his hand and tossed it to Yu Xiangsi: "He wrote it on here, probably prepared long ago."
Yu Xiangsi caught it and saw unfamiliar handwriting.
But the script was upright and neat, contrasting Chen Kuang’s usual style.
The topmost line was brief yet overflowing with killing intent—
"To covet my fate, I will destroy their nation."