Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 711 Who dares to pretend to be fate? Who dares to entangle again?
"You once swore to me that your lifelong wish is to integrate the chaos of the order, abolish the distinctions between the three religions and the nine classes, and make the world no longer divided into orders. Rewrite the fate of the people of the world. From now on, the world controls fate, and the human heart controls destiny!"

"You said that Emperor Yizong created the Sequence to save the people from life and death. Then I will use the great righteousness that ordinary people cannot achieve, and a public heart for the country, the people, and the world, to completely end the chaos brought about by the Sequence and give justice to the people of the world. In this way, I can stand side by side with Emperor Yizong in history and live forever!"

The fire that filled the entire city turned the night into sunset, and the cries of killing still echoed in the thousand-year-old capital.

"When you said these words, I really believed you and thought you sincerely wanted to assist me in becoming a wise ruler. But everything you did afterwards told me that you wanted to take a completely opposite path, and everything you said was just a lie you made up!"

Zhu Yiyan stared at the figure that almost merged with the dead tree, his face filled with deep hatred.

"I treat you as my mentor, but you regard me as a stupid and ignorant disciple. I treat you as a national hero, but you regard me as a tyrant who is unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility. You disregard the kindness between master and disciple, and betray the righteousness of monarch and minister. Zhang Fengyue, tell me, did I say a word wrong, and what else do I not understand?"

The angry sound was whistling, and the dead trees were in panic, with their branches and leaves rustling.

"Then why do you think I would lie to you?"

After a long time, Zhang Fengyue's voice finally sounded slowly.

"Because in your eyes, I am just a tool, a tool that can help you completely overthrow the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Yiyan said without hesitation: "From the beginning, you knew very well that it was impossible to sever the sequence. Whether it is the Three Religions or the Nine Streams, the sequence is the embodiment of the strongest human desires. The more you suppress the sequence, the more it will arouse the pursuit and desire of the people of the world. From the day the sequencers appeared, it will never be possible to kill them all."

"And you dare not break the sequence, because you understand the advantages and strength of the vertical and horizontal sequence in the 'position'. You are afraid that I will be out of your control one day, and all your ambitions will come to nothing."

Zhu Yiyan said sarcastically: "But you need me very much. You need the Spring and Autumn Society, the Swan, and the Six Strategies to help you achieve your goals. So you have been working hard to push me step by step in the direction you expected."

Zhu Yiyan's voice suddenly paused, and a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Even now, you are still plotting against me!"

The person under the tree did not respond, as if all the secrets in his heart had been known. He was no longer able to refute and could only remain silent.

Seeing this scene, the little emperor became more and more excited, and even the ten fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

The sounds of broken order echoing in his ears continued, and the rapidly surging vertical and horizontal power made him feel as if he had the entire Nanzhili in his hands in a trance. It only took a thought to make it his own "position". He could turn the most determined rebel into a running dog under his command.

Make alliances to build your position and you will be invincible when you have the upper hand.

Looking at the haggard old man in the chair, Zhu Yiyan felt that the shadow that had shrouded him for many years had finally dissipated.

He is no longer the young emperor of the empire who is trembling with fear all day long, but the real Emperor Jiaqi!

"This siege of Nanjing was also a great show planned by you. For those ants, Zhang Fengyue, you really worked hard."

Zhu Yiyan sighed, "It's a pity that even if you paid with your life for this, I am still the only one in this empire who can truly understand you. The fame of the ages will have nothing to do with you in the end."

"Do you really understand?"

It was the same question as before, with the same calm and indifferent tone.

But there was no longer any ripple in Zhu Yiyan's heart, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

"You don't believe me, nor do you believe Li Jun, and you certainly don't believe Zhan Shun. The only thing you are willing to believe in is two words: checks and balances!"

Zhu Yiyan looked up at the night sky. The smell of blood brought by the cold wind was still strong, but it did not prevent him from feeling particularly refreshed at the moment.

"You have demolished the threshold for entering the order and reduced the difficulty of breaking the order, but it will still take a long time to achieve the goal of everyone entering the order. And time is exactly what you lack the most now. You can no longer wait for that day."

"So you need a balance of power to ensure that after you die, all the layouts you left behind can continue to move forward on the path you designed."

Zhu Yiyan looked confident and said firmly, "Zhan Shun is the incarnation of Huang Liang's will. The evil desires fostered by countless dreams have made it paranoid, crazy, and greedy. You know that sooner or later it will not be satisfied with existing only in falsehood, and one day it will reach out to the world I rule. Therefore, there is an inevitable struggle for position between Zhan Shun and me, and sooner or later we will become enemies who will never stop fighting."

"Li Jun is the representative of billions of ants. Even if he doesn't want to, there are too many people and things in this world that he can't give up, which have become shackles that will trap him to death. He should have been a ruthless and heartless beast, but now he has become a prisoner of the sea of ​​sin and love. A lone man can no longer walk alone. Unwilling, unwilling, and indignant, he is destined not to compromise with either Zhan Shun or me."

"And in order for me to have the power to fight against Zhan Shun and Li Jun, you are willing to sacrifice yourself, so that I can rebuild the royal family and be promoted to the monarch of the 20,000 territories in the vertical and horizontal sequence."

Zhu Yiyan smiled and said, "In this way, Huang Liang's divine power, Li Jun's human power, and my imperial power will form a three-legged tripod. This is the balance you need after Zhang Fengyue's death! Only in this way can the great cause of everyone entering the order that you want continue."

Zhang Fengyue looked calm and said, "Since you think you know everything, why do you come here?"

"It is precisely because I have seen through your conspiracy that I have nothing to fear."

"Do you think you'll have the last laugh?"

"Why not?"

Zhu Yiyan said as a matter of course: "Not only Zhan Shun and Li Jun, but also Zhang Siyuan, Chen Qisheng, Zou Sijiu, Tianque, Chishe, Moyuan, all the people or forces related to you who may become your backup, will be loyal dogs of my Zhu family after today, and no one will be spared."

"Zhang Fengyue, the checks and balances you want are nothing but wishful thinking. I will never allow them to happen!"

Amid the vast sky and earth where a blizzard was howling, the inky black fanaticism spread over an area of ​​ten miles, like a huge quagmire, spewing out endless hatred.

In mid-air, Chen Qisheng shook his shoulders to shatter the seal-style lightning and fire all over his body, and his silver-white armor was already covered with scars.

"Longhu Mountain is gone, you Wudang."

Zhang Xiji, who had returned to the human world from the underworld, muttered to himself. A terrifying black color occupied his entire eyes, and the hostility in his facial features became more and more intense.

"Why hasn't it perished yet?!"

The low murmurs suddenly turned into angry roars, the white hair behind Zhang Xiji's head danced, and his mind surged like a black wave, rising into the sky.

Instantly, intense pain filled Chen Qisheng's mind, and a hallucination suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The snow-covered Liaodong plains disappeared, replaced by a majestic mountain submerged in dazzling lightning. There were burning Taoist temples and collapsed palaces everywhere, and broken corpses covered the stone steps on the mountain.

Under the mountain gate archway with the four characters "Taoism Ancestor Temple" engraved on it, only Chen Qisheng stood alone. In front of him, the new Taoist order all over the mountain was like bloodthirsty evil spirits, swarming towards him with roars.

The hellish scene that seemed like a fateful entanglement appeared before him again, constantly impacting Chen Qisheng's mind.

"Chen Qisheng, you were originally just an ordinary Taoist boy in Longhu Mountain. Your only destiny was to devote yourself to Taoism. How could you become the protagonist of the Tao Order? Because all the coincidences you have experienced are nothing but destiny designed in advance by others."

"You thought you were a junior brother recognized by them, but in fact you were just another living grave they chose, another poor person who had to avenge them."

"Even if you destroy Longhu now, the new sect's order will never end. They will appear in front of you in various forms. The scene you are seeing now will continue to happen, without end."

Shi Qing's words kept chattering in his ears, bewitching Chen Qisheng.

"People who practice cultivation aspire to become immortals, and everything they do is just to pursue immortality. Chen Qisheng, instead of being bound by hatred for your whole life, why don't you just let go of all your obsessions and become a free and easy Taoist from now on, begging for immortality from heaven?"

"Begging for longevity."

The Taoist finally spoke, his voice was flat and without any ups and downs.

"Who is the heaven, and who gives eternal life?"

Shi Qing said with a smile: "You know it in your heart, why are you asking even though you know the answer?"

Zheng!
The sound of sword was loud and clear, and a huge Dharma image floated into the air. The huge blue sword in his hand swept across, cutting thousands of evil spirits in half.

"It should be you, the Zhu family, who should beg me, the Taoist priest, not to live forever. You know it in your heart, so why do you still ask when you already know it?!"

boom!
A column of lightning struck down with a loud bang, shattering half of the Dharmakaya's body.

High in the sky, Zhang Xiji looked like a madman, with stars flickering behind him and thunder falling like rain.

"Chen Qisheng, you killed my dragon and tiger. Today, I will make you pay with blood!"

The roars of countless new-school ghosts and the sounds of thunder mixed together, resounding throughout the world.

"I will kill all your people and your souls. I want to see who dares to pretend to be fate and who dares to harass me again!"

boom!
The rain was pouring down, but it couldn't soak the Huangliang dream that was now covering the entire Chengdu Prefecture.

The surging night surrounded the bright moon, and the giant mountain ape was trapped to death by chains between the high-rise buildings.

Heads rolled into the dirty water, and Jiaozi, who was holding a knife, was cut in half.

Fan Wujiu was covered in blood, his curved sword was nailed into the chest of a corpse, the hot muzzle of his gun was stared at the face of a yellow beam ghost, and he fired the last bullet without hesitation.

The roar of the mechanical heart in the chest was no longer deep, and the smooth-skinned fists revealed the mechanical bones that glowed with a cold light.

The endless killing had numbed his mind. His mind was blank and he kept punching based on instinct.

Boom!
An extremely dull sound suddenly hit his heart, and Fan Wujiu suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

A scarlet figure passed over his head and slammed heavily into the ground in the distance. The spreading impact swept up countless debris and corpses, obscuring his vision.

"After releasing 40% of his restraints, you should understand how powerful Huang Liang is now, Zou Sijiu."

Zhan Shun stood on the void, looking down at Zou Sijiu who was slowly standing up from a deep pit on the ground.

"It seems that I should be the one to say that. Zou Sijiu, do you want to surrender or not?"

"I was slapped in the face right after I said something cruel, and it was seen by so many people in real life. It was so embarrassing."

Zou Sijiu gave a bitter smile and looked down at the armor on his chest, which was shattered by Zhan Shun's punch. The waves of severe pain were real.

If this happened in a dream, with Zou Sijiu's ability as the Master of the Three Yin-Yang Sequence Dreams, this injury would not be a big deal and he would recover in an instant.

But at this moment, Chengdu Prefecture is in a strange state where dreams and reality blend together. He can display various abilities of Yin and Yang Order here, but at the same time he is bound by the rules of the world.

However, if he couldn't use his dream power to repair his injuries, Yin Yang Xu's weak physique wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Unless he could snatch this dream covering Chengdu Prefecture from Zhan Shun.
However, Zhan Shun's terrifying strength after he was freed from 40% of his restraints was far beyond Zou Sijiu's expectations. Even if he now held 60% of the authority, he could no longer suppress the other party as he did before, let alone take back the right to create dreams from the other party.

Even the once insignificant people in the East Palace can now fight hard with the helpers he invited with the Dream Lord's rule [Gods Break the Disaster], and even gain the upper hand.

Yuan Mingfei was also tightly restrained by Huang Liang Youhai at this time. Although her life was not in danger, she was unable to help Zou Sijiu.

"Dreams are boundless. Everything you want can be realized in dreams. Even when Huangliang completely devours the real world, it will be easy to make your words come true. So, Zou Sijiu, this fight between us is actually meaningless."

Zhan Shun was not in a hurry to take action. He looked at Zou Sijiu and said, "The authority in your hands is no longer enough to drive the Huangliang Will. Instead of continuing to resist, it is better to stop now. You transfer your authority and help me completely break free from the shackles. In exchange, I can write a rule oath in the Huangliang Will that I will never hurt you."

"Not being hurt doesn't mean you won't be enslaved or imprisoned forever. Zhan Shun, we're all dreamers, so there's no need to play with this kind of tricks, right?"

"There are no slaves, just need to serve Huang Liang. There is no imprisonment, only some necessary constraints. You have disobeyed Huang Liang time and again, and allowing you to live is the greatest reward."

Zhan Shun's tone was filled with unquestionable majesty, "Authority is not your bargaining chip. If I kill you, everything will return to Huang Liang. My tolerance now is only because after I take control of the present world, Huang Liang needs a new person to act on my behalf. Do you understand?"

"Since you are so insincere, what is there to talk about?"

Zou Sijiu wiped his hands over his temples, and his long hair, which was as red as fire, slowly turned black. The armor on his body vibrated violently, and the clanging sound was like a person cursing, but it was still unable to resist the power of Zou Sijiu's dream, and turned into a point of light and dissipated into the void.

With his black hair combed back and his sleeves untied and rubbing his shoulders, Zou Sijiu still looked as fierce as ever.

"The thing I hate most in my life is walking around at night in fancy clothes. If I can't kill you today and become famous, I might as well die here and part ways with you!"

(End of this chapter)