Chapter 1754: Chapter 69: The Division of the World (Seeking Monthly Votes)

"That is a battle between two great nations, it is a national war."

"What is contested is the national power and depth, while battles here upon this battlefield can’t impact the grand scheme."

"Prince Qin, this grand battle has been quite exhilarating; when we meet again, let us once more settle life and death. Should resolution occur here, it remains mere combat between two fighters, unworthy of this vast world’s conclusion."

Li Guanyi gazed at the Military God Jiang Su ahead, instinctively tightening his grip on the Battle Halberd, the Divine Weapon softly whistling in the wind, emitting a low murderous chant.

He too sensed Jiang Su’s transformation and enhancement.

Previously, Jiang Su’s Dharma Form was merely a Golden Armored God General.

It wouldn’t have been wreathed in Dragon Energy, unquestionably, the nearing death and resisting Jiang Wanxiang, in these two years handed Ying Country’s Qi Fortune over to Jiang Su.

The World’s Number One Divine General, in true sense, was also transforming, also advancing.

At this moment, Jiang Su had already surpassed his previous self of three hundred years.

Before the final battle in the world, stepping beyond the pass, ascending further.

Amidst the ambitious heroes of the world, in the stormy tide of rising forces, there are always Flood Dragons riding the winds and clouds, ascending skyward, transforming to Divine Dragons, opportunities boundless, those who march ahead face temporary heroes; how could only oneself progress and opponents stagnate?

All advance, all kill, all battle.

Prince Qin grasped the Battle Halberd, gazing at Jiang Su, calmly said:

"Then, I shall sever your head."

Jiang Su gazed at Li Guanyi, seemingly seeing again the teenage Prince Qin from the Western Regions battle, finally spoke with indifference: "If you have the skill to kill me, after my death, you may do with my body as you please, as I will feel nothing thereafter."

Pausing briefly, he said: "But, Li Guanyi, these past few years, you’ve been campaigning across the lands, yet how about spending time with your Grandpa instead."

Li Guanyi frowned: "What?!"

The Military God Jiang Su abandoned the intent to slaughter, reining in his horse, lifting his gaze to the distance, the Divine General Gao Xiang had also departed, this top-caliber Divine Shooter battle general, that one arrow shattered the fusion of Qi Fortune and Dharma Form, announcing the Great Khan’s counterattack defeat.

Then without a sound, he vanished, turned back.

Evidently, though Gao Xiang battled due to allegiances with the Central Plains, he wouldn’t participate in the conflict between Jiang Su and Li Guanyi due to past enmities with Jiang Wanxiang, rather than a warrior, he resembled a ranger.

A horse, a bow, a jug of wine.

Galloping freely, anywhere was the world’s end.

Monarchs and knights, beauties and enmities, decades ago those matters, Jiang Su didn’t wish to judge right or wrong; he simply felt in his heart, each generation of the world is so splendidly intricate, yet also unfathomable.

Jiang Su remained silent, withdrew his gaze, concisely reminded:

"Life Extending Gu of the witchcraft lineage, even if practiced successfully, theoretically extends life up to seven years; this longevity is merely living without thought, without desire, without motion."

"The so-called limit is but a mere life extension, akin to grass or stone life extension."

"Sword Madman’s temperament, you know better than I."

"Arrogantly reckless, wielding the sword arrogantly; not to mention the Martial Arts Legend’s life force consumption far exceeds ordinary people, his indulgence, Life Extending Gu is not something that can be excessively overdrawn."

"Ordinary people think not, desire not, can extend life by seven years."

"Sword Madman’s indulgence, Martial Arts Legend’s consumption, perhaps even three years is uncertain."

"Since you received Life Extending Gu in year fifteen of Divine Revelation, now almost three years have passed, Sword Madman’s life has its limit; he should have died in the Academy, stubbornly survived due to you, already lived six additional years."

Li Guanyi contemplated these past years, largely spent in external campaigns.

Gambling his life amidst the maelstrom of chaotic times.

What his aunt hoped for, his return to Jiangnan, within the Murong Family, witnessing spring blossoms, autumn leaves falling, during snow-white weather days, brewing wine while watching the snow, ultimately few are left.

They toil so everyone can have such days.

Ironically, he cannot savor such days.

Within this vast world gallop, the years spent, and separated from family, Prince Qin remained silent, bearing solitude in his heart, the world holds no method to satisfy both sides; he simply said: "My Grandpa blessed with longevity, will surely outlive you."

Jiang Su said: "Then, before your death, spend more time with your family."

"Prince Qin."

The Dragon Pattern banner of Ying Country fluttered, those previous comrades avoided mutual bloodshed amidst vanquishing the enemy; though perhaps not aligning with positions, within their hearts, they finally sighed in slight relief.

There was no further conversation between them.

Only exchanged farewells with their eyes, the Dragon Pattern banner swayed, and withdrew into the vast world, everyone knew, the next reunion would be on the battlefield of the Central Plains.

By then, they would no longer be bearing the identity of the Central Plains together, fighting alongside, but engage as mortal enemies pitted against one another.

Yet now, farewell words cannot be spoken.

That sense of regret is chaos.

Riding his dark Dragon Colt, Jiang Su lifted the Divine Gun Silence in his hands, then withdrew to strike his chest, armor emitted a relentless sound, resonating across the battlefield, mingling with the sound of fluttering banners in the wind, the aging Military God suddenly spoke aloud: