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Chapter 1839 May You Return Victorious
King Tu's decree quickly spread throughout the Qiyun Dynasty.

Inexplicably, the dynasty that was faintly in the midst of internal strife suddenly calmed down, and the dynasty's fortune that had been constantly roaring and warning also quieted down, no longer sending any warnings to the monarch.

It seemed as if in an instant, the dynasty had returned to its time of unity.

In a dark space.

Black shadows gathered together, and the outlines of some of them seemed similar to those of important officials in the court of the Datu Dynasty. A certain burly black shadow seemed familiar.

"He gave in?"

"Nothing new."

The eagle-like woman said calmly, "That's fine. An heir or a general who usurps the throne is fine, but the dynasty's luck will inevitably be weaker. Since the original owner is willing to surrender, it is naturally perfect."

"This way, we will have more merits."

Merit is a system of evaluation circulated within the Xingtian Dao Court. Rewards from gods, promotion to priesthood, and the refining of magic weapons are all related to it.

"Ha ha,"

"This is naturally the best."

A sturdy black figure laughed and said, "I thought that arrow was going to really kill him. After all, Wang Chao's dragon energy protects his body, and we can't completely control it. Fortunately, we are lucky and don't need to find another person."

"Although it is easy to control the replacement, the luck is not perfect. The Son of God is watching over things that cannot be so rough."

"As you see fit,"

"Is this person pretending to surrender?"

Another dark figure asked.

"The Way of Luck,"

"One step back, all steps back. This is not up to him."

The sturdy black shadow sneered, "The dynasty's dragon energy has been despaired, and the human destiny has been despaired. No more investment. A mere mortal ant, having lost all these, is there anything left for me to do?"

"That's true."

The surrounding shadows nodded slightly.

These black shadows are all gods who specialize in this area. They have managed similar dynasties countless times. Too many past events are recorded in their priesthood, so it is difficult for them to make mistakes.

……

The situation between the realms develops like flowing water.

Seven days later, the army of the Datu Dynasty marched out of the territory of King Wei. The coalition forces of the sixteen Qiyun dynasties, including King Wei, King Zheng, King Chen, etc., gathered together to deal with the attack of the Datu Dynasty.

The two sides engaged in fierce fighting on the border, and battles that were like a bloody grind continued to occur.

The battle is inextricable.

In such a battlefield, tens of thousands of high-quality souls enter the Yama Hell and the River of Rebirth every moment, and are refined into divine soldiers, divine generals, and divine magic weapons by the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works of the Xingtian Dao Court.

The souls of the living who have devout faith are invaluable treasures to Shinto.

Such wealth is appearing in an endless stream during the fighting in the Qiyun Dynasty. The wealth of the Dao Court is constantly increasing, and a steady stream of divine armies are being refined and sent to the battlefield in the Big Dipper star field to kill another group of human cultivators, forming a closed loop.

The battle between the dynasties of destiny is the harvest season for the Taoist court.

Generation after generation of human beings would experience such a cruel autumn every tens of thousands of years. The fields full of grain would be harvested by the gods on fixed harvest days, producing fruits that would be stored by the gods.

This brutal and evenly matched fighting lasted for more than two thousand years.

Two thousand years later, as the manpower of various dynasties was exhausted and most of the fruits had been harvested, the battlefield finally saw the outcome of the battle.

King Tu, victory.

Tu Sanyi stood on the battlefield full of corpses and blood.

He looked at the fleeing soldiers of the coalition forces of the kings. He saw King Wei being surrounded by many fierce generals and chopped into meat paste. He saw King Chen being beheaded by the soldiers. He saw the kings fleeing in despair, with his own army chasing them to the north.

The final battle has come to an end.

In a hundred years at most, his army would be able to sweep across the four directions, destroy all the prosperous dynasties, completely unify the entire dynasty, and establish an empire with an extremely vast territory.

The brilliant glory of the Datu Dynasty is about to appear.

"At most a hundred years..."

Tu Sanyi's face was pale and he was crying and laughing at the same time.

This scene formed a sharp contrast with the lively congratulations from countless civil officials and military generals.

……

"Yes, let's start."

"My little snack..."

A nameless empty void.

There is no living world here, and no human habitation. A young man in green clothes, wrapped in the diaphragm of extinction, suddenly opened his eyes, and a scarlet light flickered.

From the beginning, he never left.

He has always been here and has never been to any place of cause and effect. Even if those clones are exposed, his original body will not have any problems.

Of course, this is what he thought. Whether he is the real body or not, he will know when he actually sees the Son of God.

For the first time, Jiang Ding walked out of the empty and silent void and headed towards the ancient ruins of King Xiang. Obscured by the diaphragm of Dharma destruction, he was like a ghost wandering in the world of gods and Buddhas.

But before that, he had to go to Wanfa Tianshu.

The Wanfa Tianshu, wrapped in heavy chaotic fog, is eternal and unchanging. Many stars surround the imperial throne, and each star is qualified to unify the universe.

Jiang Ding looked around, and it seemed like another thousand years had passed since the Taoists discussed Taoism and the swordsmen discussed swordsmanship.

Saint Maiden Fusang and Saint Maiden Hehuan noticed him first, and their looks changed, but Jiang Ding did not look at them now. Instead, he walked step by step to Saint Maiden Beidou.

The Holy Maiden of Beidou is tall and wears silver jade armor.

She has been fighting in the Big Dipper star field over the years. She is full of murderous aura and looks heroic. While fighting, she comes to the Wanfa Tianshu more frequently. She has gained many insights and her aura has become more condensed.

"Fellow,"

"My name is Tushan."

Jiang Ding walked to the Taoist temple where people were discussing Taoism, passed through the winding streams, came in front of the Holy Maiden of Beidou, and stared at the heroic woman in front of him.

"I have met Tushan Jianzi."

The Holy Maiden of Beidou is full of murderous aura, but her voice is very gentle, not like a general fighting on the battlefield. There is an amazing contrast of beauty, which is enough to make heroes feel ripples in their hearts.

This contrast did not cause any emotional fluctuations in the human swordsman, who remained as cold and hard as iron.

"I have heard of a rumor, I wonder if you have heard of it."

Jiang Ding asked calmly.

"What kind of...rumors?"

The Beidou Saint's heart moved.

A possibility, an exciting possibility, naturally came to her mind.

Human swordsman.

The mad human swordsman who had fought bloody battles came before her at this time. Apart from that one possibility, what else was left?
Beidou Saint's body trembled involuntarily.

This is the first time that a human Daozi has clearly expressed his inclinations and is taking practical actions.

"I have heard that there are two veins, light and dark, in the Holy Land of Beidou."

"The bright vein is the Beidou magic cultivator, and the dark vein is the Beidou sword cultivator, so... there is a Beidou swordsman."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "My friend, do you know what kind of skills this Beidou Sword Master practices, so that people can tell at a glance that he is a sword master from the Beidou lineage?"

That's what he needed.

The cause and effect of killing the Taoist of the universe of gods and Buddhas needs someone to take responsibility, which will further reduce his risk.

"Sword,"

"I, a young lady, naturally know!"

Beidou Saint took a deep breath and without any hesitation, immediately handed over a jade slip: "Beidou Sword Master of our sect should be practicing this technique."

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept away.

"The Mysterious Records of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper" is the supreme scripture of the Big Dipper Holy Land. Most of the scriptures in it are missing or are not detailed enough. Only one chapter, "Transformation and Changing Bones", exists, which is extremely detailed.

"it is good."

Jiang Ding put away the jade slip and turned to leave.

He doesn't need any reward.

The Son of God and the Son of Buddha are the best rewards, nothing else is needed.

"Farewell, Jianzi!"

The Holy Maiden of Beidou did not ask the human swordsman in front of her what he was doing or where he was going, she just bowed deeply.

The conversation between the two people was conducted in the spiritual consciousness.

What many Taoists saw was just a young man in green coming before the Holy Maiden of Beidou and then leaving. Everything was normal.

The Holy Lady of Beidou suddenly bowed and said goodbye, which was very abrupt and conspicuous.

Many human Taoists looked at them in confusion.

They didn't know what they were thinking. In an instant, they deduced many things from the scene and just watched quietly without any expression.

The young man in blue slowly left.

"May you,"

"Return victorious."

On the other side, the small voice of the Fuso Saint was heard.

Jiang Ding looked back at her, nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared.

(End of this chapter)