Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1181 A Life of Freedom (Two chapters updated first, to prove I'm not dead)

However, there is another entity that deserves even more attention now.

In the rushing light, he turned his head and looked at Grand Tutor Hong beside him: "Grand Tutor Hong... considering that Hong Jiangding helped me during the Zhaolin trip while carrying your will, I will communicate with you."

What exactly are you planning to do?

At this point, An Jing paused, then frowned, raised his hand, and said with a hint of impatience, "Forget it, I don't care what you do."

“Stop now, or you will still have a place in the future.”

Grand Tutor Hong remained calm in the face of An Jing's outrageously arrogant words.

The authority of the Civil and Martial Emperor's Throne is the same as that of the Xuan Tian Emperor. In reality, it does not rely entirely on the Divine Capital Array. Moreover, unlike Yin Gujin, who had long wanted to break free from the Heavenly Official system, he had already designed his own array plate in other realms.

At this moment, his power remained intact and undiminished; he was still Lingxiao. This attack, which was capable of destroying the capital in an instant, posed no threat to his physical body. The light that could destroy everything was instead absorbed around him.

You win.

But the old man, still possessing boundless power, admitted defeat. He looked at Yin Gujin, who was struggling to his feet, and said with a sigh, "I am not a military general, I do not know magic, I do not have the awareness of a martial artist, and I have no reason to fight you."

Gazing at his colleague, whose core was still unable to be repaired and whose wound, pierced by the Heavenly Mandate World-Destroying Sword, continued to spread, Emperor Wen said softly: "Congratulations, Anjing."

You will have won when you defeat Grand Commander Yin.

Didn't you understand what I said?

An Jing remained unmoved, still staring at Grand Tutor Hong, and said slowly and deliberately, "Stop."

"Otherwise, I'll take action."

An Jing, I've made myself very clear.

Such an aggressive attitude made Grand Tutor Hong frown: "You have accomplished something incredible. I don't think I can kill you or anything just because I'm a Lingxiao. I know I can't. Putting aside the Lingxiao behind you, you yourself, at this moment of destiny, are unmatched."

You have won; Da Chen has lost.

He flicked his sleeve, coldly surveying the surroundings of the capital: "Look, from beginning to end, it's just us, the surrounding town kings, those Lingxiao Imperial Weapons, those hidden... Great Chen has long been shattered and no longer possesses the power to protect rules and order."

[Next, chaos will ensue on all sides, the Great Chen Dynasty will crumble, a Heavenly Sect will be overthrown by you, and this continent will plunge into unprecedented turmoil. And how bloody the events to come will be, do you not know?]

Or are you actually hoping for that kind of future?

At this moment, the entire Northern Xuan Sacrifice Continent was trembling slightly.

Just as Grand Tutor Hong said, all the forces in Beixuan Sacrifice Continent, whether they were secretly hiding their strength to deal with the great calamity, or those who had ambitions to seize the position of Heavenly Venerable, or those who should theoretically have come to support Shenjing immediately, were all watching from the sidelines at this moment.

Streams of spiritual light shot into the sky across the thirty-six major domains of the Northern Profound Sacrifice Continent, rising and falling in waves, seemingly a celebration, yet also a restless energy suppressed for an entire era.

Even at the very top of the sky, the four national treasure imperial weapons, still locked in combat, did not unleash even a fraction of their power.

An Jing understood perfectly.

He could be contained until he clashed fists with Yin Gujin, fought a great battle, and mutually absorbed nourishment from each other to further evolve.

Just as every calamity can be contained before it strikes.

If the Shenjing aristocratic families were not so weak, the combined strength of the four major families, along with any one of the civil or military groups, could have suppressed his power to usurp the Shenjing Grand Formation. If the civil and military families had joined forces from the beginning, he might have been suppressed.

But this is impossible, because of You Ruhui's blood, because of Xuan Mingyu's invitation, and because the Imperial Court itself is not united. Within the Xuantian Palace, there are still many members of the Imperial Court's royal family and some civil officials who support the imperial bloodline. It is they, along with Xuan Mingyu, who are hindering the civil official group. Otherwise, before Anjing defeated the four great families, the civil official group might have been able to suppress You Ruhui's imperial bloodline authority.

Even after An Jing defeated both of them, there was still plenty of room for maneuver, as Yin Gujin himself was extremely powerful.

Although he abandoned the Heavenly Official system he was most familiar with and chose to temporarily break through to Lingxiao to compete with me, he still had the ability to defeat me. If I hadn't broken through in the end, I would definitely have been defeated by that power that created the world.

Before that, if even one imperial weapon or one town king chose to be his enemy, he would be defeated.

An Jing knew very well that he could sense that, apart from the Great Chen Imperial Court, and even other parts of the Great Chen Imperial Court, the entire continent was cheering.

They cheered the collapse of an order that had bound them for far too long, and the release of a shackle.

Cheers, freedom!

"They cannot be free."

Seven Fiends Tribulation raised his hand and grasped it in mid-air.

The boundless light between heaven and earth was once again reorganized, transforming into lightning, into particles, into hydrogen and oxygen, into ice and stone, then into metal... and finally into a sword.

Gripping his sword tightly, An Jing declared matter-of-factly: "I will rebuild the human world and establish a new order—but before that, everything will be destroyed."

“I know, Hong Xieshi. You still want to maintain the Heavenly Official system, suppress the Holy Ancestor Dao Spirit, suppress Wu Zhong Sheng, and continue to use the power of destiny that you have stripped away to the extreme to maintain the same order. Do you think I would want to become the new ruler of the Imperial Court, or another Xuan Tian Ji?”

"So you're the insects."

This order is correct. Even if you want to kill me, I don't care. You can choose the officials you want.

Grand Tutor Hong remained unmoved. He said that he was not a martial artist, but the fact that he could climb through the ranks of all the Heavenly Officials in the world and finally reach the Emperor's throne was an incredible achievement. If he was not a Heavenly Official, he must be a martial artist with a destiny.

He said in a deep voice: "While the Holy Ancestor certainly had his faults, his initial intentions were never malicious. The Heavenly Official system allows everyone to perform their duties... It's not easy to allow ordinary people to possess power, to transcend their destiny, and the combination with the Ascension Path holds endless mysteries. If even the Prince of Virtue can see it, how could I not?"

[It was precisely because I saw through you that I wanted to help you, but I never imagined you could grow to this level so quickly and unstoppably.]

Why must we destroy it? In your hands, it can become something completely different. Martial artists will no longer be able to run rampant, and everyone can live freely. That's the kind of future I'm striving for.

Upon hearing this, An Jing paused for a moment, then laughed.

He laughed heartily, shaking his head as if he had heard the most absurd thing in the world. He almost burst into laughter and said, "Yes."

"Yes."

"I love it when you say things like that—our plan is excellent. As long as everyone lives in accordance with the rules, those who farm farm, those who do business do business, those who can learn martial arts learn martial arts, get married, raise a few children, respect each other, kowtow to martial artists and officials, save for retirement, obey the law, and live out their lives like this, that is the best order."

Then they say, "Ah, you are all free."

No, you're mistaken.

At this point, An Jing gripped his sword tightly, staring intently at the seemingly kind old man before him, as if looking at something utterly alienated: "A free life isn't like this,"

"A free life is possible..."

"reject."

(End of this chapter)