The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

He and Xiao Sanxiao were evenly matched in strength. Xiao Sanxiao possessed thousands of years of internal energy, while he had the Nether Sea Returning to Origin Force, making his power nearly inexhaustible. This world held no secrets for him, nor for him.

He possessed the bloodline of the dragon turtle, rendering divination useless to him. Even after reading the Heavenly Cry Scripture, he still couldn't determine his current location.

As for Wushuang City, it also hides a shocking secret: the top three martial arts techniques in the world of Fengyun, the Love of the Fallen City.

Legend has it that all the stars in the world were adorned by Nuwa with her primordial spirit. Those destined by Heaven were associated with the stars, guiding humanity away from great calamities. After Nuwa mended the sky, her last primordial energy transformed into stars to save humanity from eternal catastrophes. These three stars are the Wind Star, the Cloud Star, and the Martial Star.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's destiny stars correspond to the wind and clouds, and only their combined move, Maha Wuliang, can unleash its strongest power. Their martial star corresponds to Guan Yu, the Martial Saint.

During the late Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period.

"Guan Yu, the God of War" was originally a famous general of the Han-Shu state during the Three Kingdoms period. He was brave and skilled in battle and assisted Liu Bei in achieving great success. However, he carelessly lost Jingzhou and was killed by Lü Meng.

Guan Yu was a man of unparalleled righteousness, with a naturally ruddy complexion, phoenix eyes, and an imposing presence even without anger. He was revered by virtuous people and patriots throughout history.

The stories of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms are widely known, with tales such as the Oath of the Peach Garden and Guan Yu's journey through five passes and slaying six generals being particularly popular, earning him the title of the embodiment of loyalty and righteousness. In that era, Guan Yu was also a top-tier military commander.

After Lü Bu's death, Guan Yu became the undisputed number one in the land. His "Love of the City" technique destroyed a city with a single move, something even Guan Yu himself hadn't anticipated.

In one city, men, women, and children were all wiped out.

Seeing the devastating consequences of this move, Guan Yu never used the "Love of a Fallen City" technique again. Even after his defeat in Jingzhou and subsequent death, he never used it.

After Guan Yu's death, his wife, Lady Wushuang, could not bear to let the legendary love story be lost, so she built Wushuang City on this site. The secret of the legendary love story is buried beneath Wushuang City.

The key to the love story is the peerless Yin-Yang Sword.

If someone with a shared understanding could wield the Peerless Yin-Yang Sword, the unparalleled "Love of the Fallen City" technique would once again be revealed to the world. Although it is far inferior to the fully realized "Love of the Fallen City," if someone could unleash the sword intent of "Love of the Fallen City" within the Peerless Yin-Yang Sword, they would still be able to stand proudly in the world.

Nie Feng and Mingyue's passionate love destroyed Wushuang City with a single move.

Various messages surfaced in Su Ming's mind. He raised his head, his gaze falling on the moon outside the window, his eyes bright.

……

"Clang, clang!"

The sound of hammers striking echoed continuously from the city lord's mansion.

Passing through the hall and garden, we arrived at the backyard, where a stove was lit in the center.

The swordsman held up his iron hammer and kept striking the red-hot iron block. Impurities were gradually forged out. Then, he held the iron and put it into the water. With a "sizzle", the iron cooled down quickly, and the water vapor evaporated and rose into wisps of white mist.

Before long, he flicked the sword tip with his finger, and a clear, melodious sword sound rang out.

He stared at the sword's edge and nodded in satisfaction. "It seems my skills haven't deteriorated much in all these years since I last forged a sword."

Back in Japan, he and Miyamoto Yukurei forged a sword that rivaled the Peerless Sword. The two swords were known as unparalleled in the world and were a couple's swords. Now, in order to reforge the Snow Drinking Blade, the Sword Saint plans to personally take action.

Not far away, Miyamoto Yukure's gentle voice came, "Let's rest for a while. Come, have some tea."

"it is good."

The swordsman casually tossed his sword aside and turned his gaze to the boy under the tree.

Nie Feng practiced his swordsmanship in a proper and disciplined manner, step by step. The Sword Saint glanced at him and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips. His moves seemed unfamiliar, but there was a certain agility in the connection between his sword moves. As long as he practiced for a few more days, he would be able to master the basic sword techniques and use them flexibly.

"My husband, the children of the Dugu family have all been found."

"Wind, come with me."

"Yes, Master." The couple walked ahead, with Nie Feng following closely behind. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the three arrived at the garden.

Standing here are children of all ages, both boys and girls. They all have one thing in common: they are all of the Dugu family bloodline. Nowadays, only Dugu Jian and Dugu Ming, the siblings, remain as direct descendants of the Dugu family. The remaining dozen or so are all offspring of collateral branches.

For Wushuang City, which has a history of hundreds of years, the population is really small. When the fake Dugu Yifang was the city lord, he was obsessed with power and wealth and did not care much about these family members.

Therefore, the Sword Saint intends to personally take charge of training the family's descendants.

The Sword Saint pointed at the group of young men and women, "Feng'er, these are the disciples of my Dugu family. From now on, you will learn martial arts with them."

"Disciple, obey."

The young boys and children also sized up Nie Feng, but after a few glances, they stopped paying attention. Only one aloof girl looked at him a few more times before looking away.

……

Wushuang City, Guandi Temple.

Su Ming's figure suddenly appeared. An old woman in the temple had just become aware of him when she felt a powerful aura pressing down on her. The old woman didn't even have time to resist before she fainted.

Apart from them, the temple was deserted. Over the centuries, the incense at the Guandi Temple had grown increasingly prosperous. In the main hall stood a tall, gilded statue of Guan Yu, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, stroking his beard, his black and white eyes seemingly alive.

Su Ming stepped forward, picked up the incense from the table, and lit it with a flick of his finger. He went to the statue of Guan Yu, bowed to it, and placed the incense in the incense burner.

Xuanji, he released his divine sense, his spiritual power surging from between his eyebrows, examining every inch of the place.

The vast temple was swept by divine senses, the candlelight flickered, and shadows fell on the walls, making the statues in the main hall seem to come alive.

Half an incense stick later, Su Ming came to a corner, and with a light step, accompanied by the sound of a mechanism, a bottomless, pitch-black hole slowly appeared. He went down the dark passage and came to the large hole in the ground.

The place is filled with winding passages, with a lamp every ten feet along each passage, seemingly without end. The stone walls are covered with mottled marks, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of dust, as if no one has been here for a long time.

He walked along the passage, and at the end was a cave. Su Ming had excellent eyesight and could see at a glance the rows of stone coffins neatly arranged at the foot of the cave wall. There were dozens of them, all facing the same direction, as if the stone coffins were paying homage.

"Buzz!"

Su Ming flicked his finger, and a scorching finger force flew out, lighting one oil lamp after another.

The dim light illuminated the cave, revealing an iron pillar about five zhang long and over three zhang thick.

The upper end of the iron pillar had already pierced through the cave ceiling, while the lower end led into a passage six zhang wide on the ground. There was still a small gap between the iron pillar and the passage, enough for a person to pass through.

Further down, there is an ice cellar where the continuous iron pillars still stand, but this time the bottom of the pillars is completely submerged under thick ice and snow, with no way down.

On one of the walls of the ice cellar, which was covered with ice and snow, there was an opening about ten feet high.

Above the cave entrance, there are four lines of small characters and six large characters.

"No boat on the sea of ​​love"

Impermanence and destruction.

Seven lifetimes of deep love
Passed down through generations.

The six large characters read "Tomb of Lady Wushuang".

In Lady Wushuang's hand, she tightly clutched a will, upon which were written four words that every powerful and ambitious ruler dreamed of. (End of Chapter)