Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

They had always been instilled with the idea that those who shed blood were utterly wicked, and now that the truth was before them, they found it hard to accept, yet they had no choice but to believe it. If it weren't for the Grandmaster Hongjun projecting these scenes of past battlefields today, they would probably have continued to perpetuate this erroneous belief, harming the descendants of those heroes.

"Master, I don't understand. Why did we become sinners later?" The little boy looked up at Jiang Han with his innocent face and wide, clear eyes, filled with confusion and bewilderment. His little mind could not yet fully comprehend the complexity and darkness involved.

Jiang Han gently pinched the little one's cheek, his gesture tender and expectant. With a wave of his hand, two images slowly unfolded in the sky once more, revealing the deliberately concealed history nakedly to everyone.

First picture.

Deep within the Jin family's cave dwelling, a tranquil yet luxurious space was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood.

"The Stone Clan's king has fallen in battle. Father, now is the best time for us to take their place!" A woman stood respectfully beside a middle-aged man. She was beautiful, but her eyes gleamed with an ambition and cunning beyond her years. Her head was slightly bowed, and her voice carried a barely perceptible excitement. Upon closer inspection, this woman was none other than the young Jin Taijun.

"How to replace it?" The middle-aged man sat on an antique jade chair, his tone calm, as if discussing a trivial matter, but a glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"In this battle, you were the only one who survived. What is the truth of this matter? You can make up whatever you want." Jin Taijun raised her head, her eyes flashing with cunning. "Moreover, although the Imperial Pass was able to be defended in this battle, it was still a Pyrrhic victory. You can completely attribute the defeat to that king of the Stone Clan, saying that he colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, which led to such heavy losses."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's lips curled into a sinister smile, and he slowly nodded: "I know what to do."

Second picture.

A middle-aged man stood atop the towering walls of the Imperial Pass, clad in magnificent armor and holding a scepter symbolizing power, overlooking the millions of lives within. His voice, amplified by divine power, resounded throughout every corner of the Imperial Pass, announcing the fundamental reason for the defeat in that battle.

"...It all stemmed from the betrayal of the Stone Clan King and the Fire Clan King. They colluded with foreign lands and joined forces to kill three borderland kings, which led to the collapse of our army's defenses and heavy casualties..." His voice was filled with grief and indignation, as if he were truly mourning his fallen comrades and raging over the betrayal of the Stone Clan and the Fire Clan.

"No...no way! Is this the truth?"

"It turns out the mastermind behind all of this is the Kim family! They've gone so far as to distort the truth for their own selfish desires!"

"In their quest to become the first royal family, they have distorted the truth and slandered the heroes who guarded the Imperial Pass!"

"No wonder, no wonder the Jin family nipped the Stone Clan's terrifyingly talented little guy in the bud from the very beginning! They were afraid that one day, the descendants of these heroes would rise up and reveal the truth!"

"That damned Jin family has deceived all the cultivators of the Imperial Pass for tens of thousands of years! Suddenly, I feel so sorry for these clans that are branded with the name of sinful blood. They have suffered humiliation and suffering that should not belong to them!"

……

Upon seeing these two images, the millions of cultivators in Diguan City were initially stunned, then erupted in outrage, each one filled with righteous indignation, condemning the Jin family's actions. The angry voices surged like waves within Diguan City, assaulting everyone's eardrums.

"It was you! So it was all you!" The Stone Clan members behind Jiang Han could no longer contain their rage. Their eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging, and they wished they could rush forward immediately to tear Jin Taijun to pieces and wash away the injustice of tens of thousands of years. The aura around them was extremely violent, resonating even more intensely with the scene in the sky. The 'sin' runes on their foreheads shone even brighter, radiating powerful energy.

"Sigh, we only found out about this later. But tens of thousands of years have passed, and the truth is no longer important." Wang Changsheng and Zhao Haotian looked at each other and let out a long sigh, their tone tinged with helplessness, as if they were making excuses for their inaction.

"Hmph, if it weren't for you protecting her, I would have killed her already!" Meng Tianzheng coldly swept his gaze over Wang Changsheng and Zhao Haotian, letting out a furious roar, his voice filled with dissatisfaction and anger. He had long suspected the Jin family's actions, but he had been unable to thoroughly investigate due to the constraints imposed by the Wang and Zhao families.

“The situation in the borderlands is becoming increasingly tense. There are immortal beings in the foreign lands eyeing us covetously. She is, after all, a formidable force. Since the situation is irreversible, we might as well let it go and prioritize the greater good.” Wang Changsheng and Zhao Haotian spoke again, trying to use righteousness to cover up their personal motives.

“That makes sense,” Jiang Han said with a sharp gaze, sweeping over Wang Changsheng and Zhao Haotian. He let out a cold laugh, a hint of amusement on his face. “The real reason you’ve stood by is probably that the decline of the Stone Clan is also very beneficial to the development of your two clans! With one less powerful competitor, you can develop peacefully in the Imperial Pass and reap the benefits!”

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, how dare you slander me!" Upon hearing Jiang Han's words, Zhao Haotian's face instantly darkened, his fists clenched slightly, and his knuckles turned white. Behind him, illusory starlight swirled and collided, emanating an unparalleled and terrifying aura. This aura spread out like a tangible substance, making the surrounding cultivators feel suffocated. Jiang Han ignored Zhao Haotian's taunts and instead turned his gaze back to Jin Taijun. With a flick of his sleeve, his aura suddenly sharpened, his gaze narrowed, and he coldly said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"How laughable!" Jin Taijun quickly regained her composure, as if nothing had happened. She let out a cold snort, her eyes filled with disdain and arrogance. "This is all just a facade you concocted to deceive the people of Diguan! The truth is the truth. No matter how you try to exonerate these descendants of sinful blood, they will always be sinners! That will never change!"

"At this point, you still dare to argue!"

Jiang Han's expression grew increasingly cold and stern, like ice that had never melted. Behind him, the Tremor-Tremor Fruit slowly emerged, spinning wildly and radiating a terrifying power capable of shaking the heavens and earth. Its entire body blazed with dazzling white light, like a second sun illuminating the entire Imperial Pass. Ripples spread out from beneath his feet, seemingly engulfing the entire world. Above the surrounding sky, profound and incomprehensible sounds of the Great Dao resounded, gentle yet filled with majesty, like leaves rustling in a breeze, or like ancient gods chanting softly, containing boundless Daoist wisdom.

He strode forward, each step feeling as if he were stepping on the hearts of everyone present. A massive white light shot into the sky from his body, its momentum rising like a rocket, growing ever stronger, causing the surrounding space to distort slightly.

"You broke my Jin family's immortal formation and killed my three sons and eight sons! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!" Jin Taijun stared fearlessly at Jiang Han, issuing a sharp rebuke. Her blood and qi surged, her aura billowing like a tide, and countless Dao rules swirled around her, forming solid barriers. A chilling light flashed in her pupils, a resolute determination to destroy everything in their path.

"Is the Grandmaster Hongjun about to start a war with Jin Taijun?!"

"One is a mysterious powerhouse who could easily kill the three dragons of the Jin family, and the other is Jin Taijun, one of the four supreme beings of the Imperial Pass, who has lived a second life. How terrifying must their battle be! Even the alien creatures on the other side of the borderland can probably sense the commotion here!"

"This battle concerns the final conclusion of the truth, and also the future fate of Imperial Pass! We'd better retreat far away quickly to avoid being caught in the aftermath of the battle and losing our lives!"

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Countless cultivators gasped in astonishment, their faces filled with shock and anticipation. They retreated rapidly, increasing their distance from the battlefield, while keeping their eyes glued to the two figures in the arena, afraid to miss a single exciting moment. The atmosphere throughout the Imperial Pass became incredibly tense, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder, as if a single spark could ignite this earth-shattering battle. The clouds churned, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if even the heavens and earth trembled in anticipation of the impending decisive battle. The Stone Clan members clenched their fists tightly, their eyes filled with expectation and trust in Jiang Han. They hoped he could utterly defeat Jin Taijun, avenge their ancestors, and clear their names of tens of thousands of years of injustice. The Jin Clan cultivators, on the other hand, wore solemn expressions. They knew this battle concerned the very survival of the Jin Clan; victory was the only option, defeat was not an option. The fate of the Imperial Pass hung precariously in the balance between these two battles.

"For your own selfish reasons, you distorted the truth and harmed the descendants of meritorious heroes! You deserve to die!" Jiang Han roared, his young and handsome face now filled with bone-chilling coldness. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a monstrous killing intent. That killing intent seemed to transform into a tangible blade, cutting through the surrounding air and causing the temperature in the world to drop sharply.

Outside his body, pale white ripples surged and rolled like boiling water, spreading outwards in concentric circles. Each ripple contained a terrifying power capable of tearing space apart. A vast green rainbow stretched across his back, within which one could vaguely see a grand scene of millions worshipping. Countless figures bowed in reverence, radiating a supreme power of faith that intertwined with his own aura, forming an indescribable oppressive force.

He took a step forward, and his figure appeared in the center of the battlefield in an instant, like a ghost. Simply by standing there, the aura emanating from him overwhelmed the entire Imperial Pass, permeating every corner of the heavens and earth. The mountains within the Imperial Pass trembled slightly under this aura, and the rivers stopped flowing, as if the entire world had submitted to his oppressive power.

"For the past million years, if it weren't for the Jin family standing guard, the borderlands would have fallen long ago!" Jin Taijun retorted without backing down, her voice filled with arrogance and disdain, as if the Jin family were the only saviors of the Imperial Pass.

"Ridiculous!" Jiang Han's cold eyes pierced Jin Taijun like sharp swords as he roared again. His voice was like a thunderclap, "Is there a single member of your Jin family fighting and bleeding on the frontier? Your Jin family is nothing but a bunch of ants hiding in the rear enjoying the fruits of war, serving no purpose whatsoever!" He was like an enraged immortal spirit, and as he roared, the heavens and the earth resonated with him. Countless cultivators within the Imperial Pass felt their blood surge, their faces instantly turning deathly pale, as if their hearts and courage were about to burst, as if their souls would be annihilated in the next second.

Fortunately, although Jiang Han was furious, he intentionally controlled his aura and did not actually harm the millions of cultivators at the Imperial Pass. Otherwise, with the power he was unleashing at that moment, the entire Imperial Pass would probably have been reduced to ruins in an instant, with unimaginable consequences.

"You're deliberately smearing my Jin family!" Jin Taijun appeared on the battlefield instantly. The celestial image above her head was incredibly amazing. Elegant cranes flew freely among them, their clear cries echoing through the sky. Flower petals fell like a gentle rain, emitting a refreshing fragrance. Fairies danced gracefully in the air, their movements exquisite. The surrounding area presented a peaceful and serene paradise, a stark contrast to Jiang Han's murderous aura.

Rumble!
Jiang Han stopped wasting words with her; further discussion was pointless, only strength could prove everything. He directly extended his right hand and pressed it down fiercely towards Jin Taijun. A gigantic ripple palm print instantly condensed, carrying flickering runes that seemed to have a life of their own, radiating a powerful Daoist aura. This palm print covered the entire battlefield's sky, slamming down towards Jin Taijun with a world-destroying force. Wherever it passed, countless stars exploded, turning into cosmic dust—a truly terrifying sight.

A slight pressure seeped out from the battlefield and poured down, instantly striking the group of metal-element cultivators below as if they had been struck by a heavy blow, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Thumps echoed continuously as they collapsed to the ground one after another, shivering and their faces filled with fear; some even fainted from fright.

Upon seeing this, Jin Da and Jin Er immediately released their dazzling divine light, attempting to illuminate the metal-element cultivators and alleviate the pressure they were under. However, even so, it had no effect whatsoever. These metal-element cultivators remained as if they were in an ice cellar, as if they were in the eighteenth level of hell, trembling with fear, lacking even the courage to look up at the battlefield.

"Do you think I don't exist?!"

On the battlefield, Jin Taijun glanced at the disheveled Jin family cultivators below, and her shout exploded like a thunderclap. Then, her hands moved swiftly, forming complex hand seals, and finally, she summoned an ancient treasure. (End of Chapter)