Chapter 1783: Chapter 76: Qilin Roars Atop the Mountain, Azure Dragon Wanders the Four Seas

Treated as a pawn by his grandfather, rejected by his mother, following his biological father, yet also fighting against that father from over ten years ago, he now encounters a semblance of familial complexity.

Suddenly, he gains a slight understanding.

The reason why Chen Dingye ultimately chose to retreat, unwilling to let him take action.

All these emotions, entangled like a thousand knots.

Unspeakable, indistinguishable.

Chen Wenmian finally speaks softly:

"...Hmm."

...

The Turkic submit, Chen Country is pacified, thus casting the cauldron to stabilize Qi Fortune, not allowing Li Guanyi to break through the Martial Arts Legend, but using it as a thread of Qi Mechanism to seek a momentary breakthrough.

Among the top ten Divine Generals of the world, Qin and Ying are almost indistinguishable.

Yet among the top thirty, Prince Qin’s subordinates hold a significant advantage over Ying Country.

With bold and fierce momentum, already possessing the courage to annex the Four Seas, yet the heroes of the world are not confined to a single nation or land. In the annals of history, reading countless times reveals the hardships of the people, the fracture of the world, and heroes killing heroes among the Four Seas.

This event occurs just before the Central Plains eventually attack the Turkic.

At that time, Jiang Su goes to battle, Jiang Wanxiang sees Jiang Su off, speaking calmly: "My entire life, reaching this point, is like a grand play; all plays must end, with both climax and prelude."

"Chen Dingye may face ruin, and I must also fight this final battle." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Jiang Su leads the army away.

This is for the righteousness of the world.

However, for people like them, who uphold the righteousness of the world, sacrificing a large portion of strategy to resist external threats and fight to the death, they also have their own vision and choices, much like how Prince Qin, in breaking the Turkic, is preparing to attack Emperor Chen.

Jiang Wanxiang also has his own preparations and goals.

His own choices.

Through his own eyes, he sees that vast and distant world.

He has already grown too old.

Especially starting three years ago, he decided to extend his life while strengthening Daying Kingdom’s national power and Qi Fortune upon Military God Jiang Su, so that the already invincible Military God Jiang Su may possess an even stronger future.

However, extracting the Qi Fortune and national fate is an immense burden for a monarch, especially as Chen Dingye is aging, so close... to death.

In his prime, he could bear such a burden, yet wouldn’t have the mental state or choice; in old age, he has this mental state, but the body’s discomfort and backlash are enough to further deplete what little lifespan he has left.

A generation’s monarch, life as fragile as paper.

Jiang Wanxiang is inherently unwilling to concede his whole life.

As a heroic figure of the world, he rose from humble beginnings to become a ruler of a nation through conquest.

With his insight, he has already seen the world, seen the unification of the world, knowing that regardless of his own victory or defeat, the day of world unification and peace across the Four Seas will certainly come.

The dream sought in this life is right ahead!

Yet his vitality grows increasingly frail, ever smaller, realizing he will surely miss this magnificent battle, how can he be willing? How can he let go?

How can it be so?!

How can he close his eyes? Leave this world like this?!

"Such a world, if I must say farewell like this, wouldn’t it be a regret?"

When he tells these words to Jiang Su, Jiang Su remains silent, saying: "If the national fate had not been transmitted to this minister, Your Majesty’s Qi would not have declined like this."

Jiang Wanxiang laughs aloud: "From an ordinary-born royal descendant to now, I have never believed in the words [if]."

"The great trend of the world leaves no room for [what ifs]."

"It can only rely on oneself."

Jiang Su says: "But, Your Majesty, you..."

Jiang Wanxiang says calmly:

"Ying Country’s Qi Fortune has been entrusted to the Grandmaster; the world still has other choices..."

With this statement, Jiang Su’s expression subtly condenses.

Even as a Military God indifferent to good and evil, he senses an overwhelming momentum approaching.

Jiang Wanxiang holds his own hand, feeling the backlash from the loss of national support, leading to the dispersal of vitality. His expression remains calm: "Having galloped through life, let’s now witness the conclusion, whether we win or lose, it will bring satisfaction."

"Whether it’s a win or a loss."

"Both should reach the end, should they not?"

"Even with bloody hands, acting in defiance, even if reviled for eternity, what does it matter?"

"People like us, how could we care?"

Jiang Wanxiang says calmly: "Let us reach the final conclusion, let me be the most rebellious and solitary person in the world, then, with this aging body, march at the forefront of the world’s armies."

The aged Azure Dragon strides, at that time he enters the Daying Kingdom’s palace, just as he now strides into the Central State’s palace. Behind him are thousands of troops, iron cavalry sword and spear, while the influential families and nobility of Central State show shock on their faces.

The world’s heroes and formidable figures all walk their paths.

Making their choices.

Accepting the consequences and prices for all their actions.

At the time of Qin breaking Chen and overthrowing Emperor Chen to cast the cauldron.

Jiang Wanxiang serves as a distraction, Jiang Wanxiang leads an army, arriving at Central State, he strides forth, with white hair and indomitable brows, ascending the ninety-nine white jade steps, facing the slightly graying, composed Red Emperor Ji Zichang.

Before thousands of troops, the king of chaotic times stands.

Ji Zichang shows no fear, merely saying calmly:

"What do you seek by suddenly coming here?"

"Since you have come to pay respects, why do you not adhere to the rituals?"

Sincere and composed.

Jiang Wanxiang smiles gently, raising his hand.

Placing his left palm over the back of his right hand, he bows slowly.

His sleeves drape, the dark blue Azure Dragon Pattern concealed within, like a Divine Dragon, wandering the Four Seas, aged and dying, but with an unyielding heart, exuding a contemptuous arrogance unique to a world’s overlord.

"Jiang Wanxiang, greets Your Majesty the Red Emperor."

"I have come to this place today."

The aged Azure Dragon lifts his gaze, saying plainly:

"I ask Your Majesty—abdicate!"