I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 651 The Rebellious Son Who Devoured His Father! Gods, So Supreme and Ruthless
The man and the dragon exchanged a few words in the empty main hall of Weiyang Palace, and then fell silent.

In the ensuing silence, Chi Long brought up the Dragon-Locking Well again.

"If you are willing to lift the restrictions and allow me to enter, I will handle Shangguan Ding."

"You no longer need to live in fear."

The Dragon-Locking Well suppresses His aunt's dragon body and a part of her dragon soul, as well as the human destiny that evolves into the imperial dragon energy.

As long as he can enter, he can inherit his aunt's power through the secret techniques of the dragon race, and take the opportunity to seize that part of the human destiny.

At that time, Shangguan Ding will certainly not be a threat.

In addition, He no longer needed to worry about Ji Yin turning his back on him in the future.

Unfortunately, Ji Yin slowly shook his head and sneered.

"With the sudden passing of my father, all the secrets of the imperial family have been lost. How am I supposed to know them now?"

Upon hearing this, the red dragon stared intently at Ji Yin with its vertical pupils, seemingly trying to discern the truthfulness of his words.

But all that met my eyes was a heart full of sincerity.

After a moment, He lowered His gaze with some disappointment.

Right.

During the days that Ji Yin returned to the capital, He never left his side.

Emperor Taikang died so suddenly that there was no time to make any arrangements.

None of this could be hidden from Him.

Therefore, Ji Yin's words should not be false.

'But without the Ji family's legacy, what gives him the confidence to fight Shangguan Ding?'

Atavism?
It's not impossible.

Bloodline alone is not enough.

Because it's too slow.

Shangguan Ding would never give him a chance to grow.

Seeing the red dragon looking at him with hesitation, Ji Yin smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, I will win."

"This world belongs to the Ji family, and no one can take it away!"

His tone was calm and confident, which made Chi Long slightly lose his composure.

However, He quickly came to his senses.

"As long as you have confidence."

Having said that, the Crimson Scaled Dragon twisted its body and gradually disappeared behind Ji Yin.

Seeing the panic that Chi Long revealed for a moment, Ji Yin grinned, not with pride, but with disdain and mockery.

'The Emperor and Empress? How greedy...'

Ji Yin, burdened by his bloodline throughout his life, would never allow his future offspring to possess impure mixed blood.

Therefore, his future emperor and empress will only be of the purest human bloodline!
What dragon princess?
Bah! You worthless beast, you're nothing more than a handy temporary tool!
The woman he truly wanted to marry had never changed.

Even though ten years had passed since they parted, and she had been married to that lowly soldier for over a decade, her body tainted by filth.

Yet in Ji Yin's heart, she remained as pure and holy as a goddess of her time.

Only a woman like this is worthy of bearing his children and continuing his supreme and noble bloodline!
"Mulan, wait for me... You must wait for me! Soon, I will be ready!"

Ji Yin muttered to himself, his calm expression masking a madness in his seemingly gentle yet sinister eyes.

And at the same time on the other side.

Before the coffin of Emperor Taikang.

The same mountains and rivers, the same sun and moon, the same magnificent robes and chapters, the same flesh and blood, the same sinister madness.

Another Ji Yin was quietly present here.

He can transform freely, his body can take on countless forms.

After achieving great success, every thought becomes the true self.

This is Ji Yin's foundation, and also his greatest asset and source of confidence.

"Open the coffin."

As Ji Yin's voice rang out, several figures hidden in the void slowly appeared and then opened the coffin of Emperor Taikang without hesitation.

If you look closely, you can see that although these figures have human shapes, they are all extremely ugly.

It was Ji Yin's maternal clan, the South Sea Merfolk!
boom--

The heavy coffin, covered with array runes, was suddenly opened.

Ji Yin stepped forward slowly, gazing at the lifelike Emperor Taikang, whose appearance remained unchanged, and sighed softly.

"Father, please don't blame me. I did it for the sake of the Ji clan!"

The moment the secret technique in his hand was activated, thunder suddenly roared from the heavens.

It seemed that even Heaven was angered by Ji Yin's actions at this moment.

Open the coffin and mutilate the corpse!
Even the deepest hatred is rarely forgiven by human beings, let alone by a son.

But Ji Yin seemed completely oblivious, continuing to use his secret technique on his own.

Until the remains of Emperor Taikang inside the coffin gradually turned into nothingness and completely disappeared into the world.

"As expected, it has to be father and son..."

Ji Yin seemed to have lingered on with emotion as he sighed.

Even disregarding the Ji clan inheritance stripped from Emperor Taikang's remains, this imperial blood, sharing the same roots, is still highly nourishing!

Yes, imperial blood!

The surname Ji originates from one of the eight ancient surnames!
Its origins can be traced back to the ancient emperors of the human race!

This is Ji Yin's true purpose in seeking to revert to his ancestral bloodline.

Having completed this step, Ji Yin's blood surged, and his vigorous aura increased exponentially, almost instantly transcending the boundaries of the celestial realm.

But this was not enough for Ji Yin!

The next moment, he suddenly turned his gaze to the location of the imperial tombs of the Great Yong Dynasty.

……

"The traitor! The traitor!"

The Nine Netherworlds are the abode of the Ten Kings of Hell.

Ji Taikang looked up to the sky and howled, pounding his chest and stamping his feet.

The nine emperors of the Dayong Dynasty exchanged glances, their eyes filled with pity, but also with a hint of exasperation at the Taikang Emperor's lack of ambition.

If the Ji clan does not perish after having such a beastly and rebellious son, it will be an injustice to Heaven!
But they quickly forgot about Ji Taikang, and one of the former emperors of the Great Yong Dynasty suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh no! This is terrible!"

"That wretched creature... has its eyes on my mausoleum!"

Having said that, he was about to disregard everything and return to the human world through the gates of hell to prevent the impending tragedy.

Meanwhile, the other former emperors of the Great Yong Dynasty could no longer remain seated.

Because the current situation is quite clear: if there's one, there will be two.

Ji Yin, that wicked and depraved man, would not spare their remains in the mortal world either.

Even Ji Tianyuan, the founding emperor of the Great Yong Dynasty, had an extremely gloomy expression, barely able to suppress his soaring anger.

But in the end, he held back.

"Alright, everyone calm down and let him be!"

"Good fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be a harbinger of good fortune; this matter may not necessarily be a bad thing."

"Having abandoned that mortal body, we can take this opportunity to sever all ties with the past and focus on managing this Netherworld Palace from now on."

Upon hearing this, the anger of the former emperors of the Great Yong Dynasty paused, and they fell silent.

They acknowledged that there was some truth to what the founding emperor said.

But when they thought about what that wretched Ji Yin had done, they still couldn't suppress their anger.

"Are we just going to let that beast run rampant like this?"

They dug up their ancestral graves and devoured their ancestors.

How utterly inhuman and outrageous!

If this matter were to get out, Ji Yin, that wretched child, would surely be classified as a beast in future historical records!

Even these old devils will end up with a tarnished reputation.

Upon hearing this, Ji Tianyuan lowered his eyes and said helplessly.

Why bother with matters of life after death?

Besides, how easy is it to get through the gates of hell?
Furthermore, even if one successfully passes through the Gates of Hell, there is still Fengdu City.

Lord Gongsun Ying of Fengdu, being from a military family, had long been alienated from the imperial Ji clan and might not give them any face.

Besides, how could that person possibly want to see them arbitrarily interfering in human affairs?
Upon hearing this, the remaining former emperors of the Great Yong Dynasty, after a period of silence, finally could not restrain themselves and appeared at the Gates of Hell. However, they soon returned dejectedly, looking disheveled.

There is no other reason.

The gates of hell are blocked; this road is impassable.

With Gongyan, who controls reincarnation, present, their attempts to force their way in would be futile.

Watching the departing figures of the former emperors of the Great Yong Dynasty, Gong Yan sighed.

"How could this be..."

She never imagined that the child who used to fawn over her and call her "Mother" would turn out like this.

Compared to the delicate and endearing appearance he remembered from his lifetime, the current Ji Yin evoked a sense of utter disgust in Gong Yan.

"Alas, the world is truly ever-changing, and people's hearts are fickle..."

Hearing Gong Yan's somewhat melancholic sigh, Han Shao said.

"You protected him as he grew up with your remnant soul back then, which already fulfilled this karmic debt in the human world. Why bother to think about anything more?"

Gong Yan still finds it hard to let go.

"In the end, he did call me 'Mother Consort' once."

Han Shao shook his head and chuckled.

They only had a nominal mother-son relationship through their affection for his biological mother.

Now, with the world changing and life and death separating us, our fate together has long since ended.

He was about to say a few words of comfort to her, but in the next instant, he suddenly changed his mind and blinked.

"How about... when the time is right, I'll take you to see him, so you can rekindle your mother-son bond?"

Gong Yan was somewhat tempted upon hearing this.

Just as she was about to agree, she looked up and met Han Shao's mischievous and amused gaze, and she immediately felt a surge of anger and frustration.

"If you want to humiliate him, why use a concubine as a stepping stone?"

Han Shao is indeed a vengeful person.

She is indeed petty.

And it's not even proper.

Gong Yan rolled her eyes at him, then lowered her voice and said somewhat shyly.

"You are, after all, his elder, why bother arguing with him so much?"

Upon hearing this, Han Shao finally couldn't help but laugh.

And he laughed heartily.

indeed.

He is now at least somewhat Ji Jiu's elder, so to insult him would be beneath his dignity.

Don't worry about it!

However, recalling Emperor Taikang who had just come to the gates of hell with several former emperors of the Dayong Dynasty, a strange look appeared on Han Shao's face.

Look how messy these relationships are...

However, these are all minor details, and historically, those in high positions have never paid much attention to them.

It's not that important.

Moreover, the reason he took the time to send his divine thoughts down into the Nine Netherworlds today was not to watch this human drama of the Ji clan.

"You've guided quite a few spirits from the human world during this period; you've worked hard."

Hearing Han Shao's words of consideration and concern, Gong Yan felt a warmth in her heart.

In chaotic times, life is as worthless as grass.

If, as in countless previous years, we choose to let things drift and allow these resentful spirits to linger in the human world...

It is feared that before long, fierce and malevolent spirits will appear out of nowhere in the human world, breeding a large number of demons and monsters.

Even if the world returns to peace and the mess can be cleaned up in the future, many horrific things will inevitably happen before that, and the price paid will be enormous.

What Han Shao wanted was never to mend a broken world as a last resort.

What he wanted was to get through this chaotic phase smoothly with minimal cost.

So in a sense, the establishment of Fengdu City and the Path of Reincarnation back then can be considered as planning ahead.

It could even be said to have emerged in response to the times.

"It's not hard work."

"Moreover, this is also a form of spiritual practice for me."

Gong Yan said with considerable emotion.

As countless spirits poured into the Netherworld to enrich the cycle of reincarnation, her cultivation level also rose accordingly.

Even the Ten Kings of Hell, including Emperor Taikang, were like this.

I won't go into the details of the causes and effects.

In short, this chaotic world was indeed a catastrophe for all living beings.

But for Gong Yan and the others, it was a rare feast that increased their cultivation and power.

Having witnessed so many human tragedies in a short period of time, Gong Yan ultimately could not feel any joy.

Han Shao saw the sorrow and grief in her eyes and sighed inwardly.

Having this compassionate heart means that letting her take charge of reincarnation was the right choice in the first place.

Han Shao didn't know how long her compassion could last.

After all, the catastrophe caused by this chaotic world is only the prelude; it has only just begun.

As the situation escalated, and people witnessed so much tragedy, it was inevitable that they would become numb and indifferent.

Finally, he transformed into a true god.

The Supreme is ruthless.

"Let's give some preferential treatment to the spirits that have recently been reincarnated; it can be considered compensation for their previous lives."

Back then, Han Shao descended to the Netherworld and killed countless "old ghosts," accumulating a great deal of good karma and fortune.

Over the years, a considerable amount of wealth has been distributed, resulting in the current batches of infants born into the world possessing cultivation talents that have surpassed the understanding of many.

Even the powerful clans cheered and shouted, "A glorious era of cultivation is about to begin!"
Little did they know that these so-called geniuses and prodigies were actually nurtured by using the true spirits of their ancestors as fertilizer.

Han Shao's act of generosity at this time was not due to any profound calculations or plans.

They simply wanted to use the good fortune and virtue accumulated in the past to protect these spirits so that they would have a better chance of surviving in this chaotic world after their reincarnation.

That's it.

"By the way, those spirits that belong to Huang Tiandao..."

"Give them more."

Upon hearing Han Shao's final addition, Gong Yan looked back with some confusion.

Han Shao sighed softly.

"They have done a good job."

Without their efforts, as insignificant ants, to disrupt the world that had long been bound together by powerful clans, Han Shao would have undoubtedly had to expend far more effort and pay a greater price to accomplish certain things.

Therefore, they were of merit to Han Shao.

It is also a contribution to this world, to all living beings, and to future generations.

Han Shao wanted to give them more fairness.

Although most of them were sent to this Netherworld by his own hands...

"You're busy, I'm leaving."

After explaining these things, Han Shao did not stay there any longer.

He got up and left.

Having come and gone so hastily, even though Gong Yan, who had been reborn and was long past the age of romantic love, could not help but feel a little sorrow.

Just as he opened his mouth to sigh, he suddenly felt a warmth on his lips.

The goddess Zhu Yan was stunned as she stared at the head that suddenly peeked out from the void.

"It's your reward."

"The future is still uncertain, and I still need to strive forward. I am not deliberately neglecting or mistreating you, so do not feel sorry for yourself."

"If two people are truly in love, they will be together day and night."

Having said that, the head that had peeked out into the void vanished like the wind.

The goddess was left standing alone at the gates of hell, looking utterly lost and bewildered.

As batches of spirits pass through the gates of hell and embark on the cycle of reincarnation, they eventually reincarnate from the netherworld into the human world, where they are born as infants.

For a fleeting moment, she suddenly longed for a child that truly belonged to her.

……

(End of this chapter)