Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 409 The True Martial Sword, the Great Wall of Sword Qi [Begging for subscriptions, monthly tickets, and recommendation votes]

"May I ask, Your Majesty, what is the approximate strength of these giant beasts from the mountains and seas?" Zhan Doudou bowed and asked.

After all, geographically speaking, Northern Qi bordered the wilderness and should have been the first to encounter those giant beasts from the mountains and seas. If it did not make sufficient preparations, Northern Qi was very likely to be destroyed in one battle.

Moreover, she had witnessed the battle between Fan Xian and the fox-like giant beast on the screen just now. That giant beast called the leech was actually able to fight against a Grandmaster.

Even though Fan Xian has just been promoted to Grandmaster and his strength is not yet stable, he is still a genuine Grandmaster and the original ceiling of combat power in the Joy of Life world.

If every giant beast possessed the same strength as a Grandmaster, then the Northern Qi might as well just wait to be slaughtered.

Hearing Zhan Doudou's question, the others couldn't help but prick up their ears, eager to find out what was going on.

Meng Fan smiled slightly and said meaningfully, "The strength of these giant beasts naturally varies, but even the weakest one requires a seventh-grade martial artist to contend with."

"The strongest... possesses the power to destroy a nation!"

"Above the Grandmaster level!"

"what?!"

Zhan Doudou suddenly raised her head, in disbelief.

Meng Fan thought for a moment and said, "Well, let me give you a division of combat strength for now. Ordinary beast soldiers can fight against seventh to eighth rank, beast generals can fight against ninth rank and above, grandmasters are comparable to beast kings, and those above grandmasters can be called celestial beings, comparable to beast emperors."

“Unlike humans, beasts are strong but not intelligent, let alone skilled. However, some of these giant beasts have awakened supernatural abilities and have cultivated the method of transformation. They can be called demons, and their intelligence is no different from that of ordinary people. This is what you need to be careful of later.”

"The power structure of the demon race is the same as that of the mythical beasts of the mountains and seas: demon soldiers, demon generals, demon kings, and demon emperors!"

"In other words, demons are often more troublesome than ordinary beastmen."

"Just a heads up, these giant beasts from the mountains and seas don't just come from the northern wastelands; they can also come from the sky and the ocean."

"Dongyi City, and Nanqing, will also face the sea monster tides, and the creatures in the sea are often more troublesome than those on land!"

Upon hearing this, Si Gu Jian, Fan Xian, and the others felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

Meng Fan smiled slightly and continued, "The fundamental reason for launching this small-scale calamity is not to make you fight each other, but to hone each other, accelerate your growth, and promote the transformation of the world's potential into the world's foundation."

"Let's just call it healthy internal competition!"

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Fan Xian couldn't help but think of his comrades who had died at the hands of the leech, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation.

Ignoring Fan Jian's attempts to stop him, he stepped forward and questioned, "In war, wives lose their husbands, sons lose their fathers, and the elderly lose their children, which only brings grief."

"May I ask, what does Heaven regard us as?"

Facing Meng Fan's scrutinizing and intimidating gaze, Fan Xian still stood tall and met Meng Fan's indifferent eyes, appearing quite stubborn.

"What did you take it for?"

"Ah!"

Meng Fan chuckled, then opened his palm, and a black and white innate Qi mechanism transformed into a wheel shape, splitting into two worlds and displaying them to everyone.

Within the white primordial energy, countless scenes of the living are reflected, some prosperous, some poor, some laughing, some cursing.

However, the fate of these living beings is to rush towards that small black circle within the white Qi machine; the living are destined to die.

Within the black innate Qi, the shadows of the dead from the Netherworld are reflected, constantly being thrown into a small white circle, their bodies emitting colorful bubbles, as if recalling past lives.

Finally, the soul was purified to pure white, and then, through that mystical place, it was reincarnated.

"There is yin within yang, and yang within yin; the way of heaven is cyclical, and reincarnation is endless!"

"Attain utmost emptiness, hold fast to stillness, and all things arise together; I observe their return. For all things flourish and then return to their root."

"Birth is the beginning of death, and death is the beginning of life. After death, all pain, joy, emotions, and desires, including memories of life, will be forgotten, and one will be reborn as an infant to begin a new life."

"The ephemeral mushroom does not know the difference between dawn and dusk, and the cicada does not know the difference between spring and autumn. Different perspectives lead to different views on things. I only know that my choice is generally beneficial to the development of the world."

"Among all living beings, there are not only humans, but also other beings. The progress of the world will not depend on just one race. The prosperity of all races is the right path for the development of the world."

"Now, what role do you think you should play in this cycle of reincarnation?"

"Am I just one of the masses, or do I yearn to transcend this cycle of reincarnation?"

Fan Xian stared intently at the black and white wheel of reincarnation. The moment he saw it, his mind was drawn into it, as if he had become one of the masses.

It took Fan Xian a long time to realize what was happening.

He suddenly realized that he seemed very insignificant, and that among all living things, he seemed no different from others.

The reason I am able to stand here, before the Heavenly Dao, is simply because the Heavenly Dao has shown me favor.

"I can treat you differently, but that depends solely on my personal opinion. Don't think that just because you have my favor, you can act recklessly," Meng Fan warned.

"Yes!"

Fan Xian apologized and withdrew.

At the same time, he clearly realized one thing: the other party was the Heavenly Dao, different from people like himself, and there was a huge gap between the two.

This is not only due to differences in identity and perspective, but also to differences in the essence of life and other aspects.

In other words, the Way of Heaven is no longer human!

Given the other party's high position and willingness to humble themselves, it's perfectly fine to consider them a friend. However, once they revert to their former status and become serious, you should clearly recognize the gap between you two.

If you still consider the other person a friend and have no reservations, then dying is pointless; the best outcome is simply that their soul is reincarnated.

Such a soul is like an ant to the Heavenly Dao, not worth mentioning.

The Way of Heaven will always be the Way of Heaven!

Seeing Fan Xian step down, Chen Pingping finally breathed a sigh of relief and murmured that Fan Xian was still young at heart and had a straightforward and upright character.

However, it is precisely because of Fan Xian and his mother Ye Qingmei's character of treating everyone equally that he is willing to follow them, isn't that right?
Seeing that the atmosphere had cooled down, after a long while...

Zhan Doudou then dared to say, "The behemoth is powerful. Even if we combine the strength of Nanqing and Beiqi, we may not be able to withstand it. We hope that the Heavenly Dao Venerable will have mercy on us!"

"It's alright, I've already considered all of those things you mentioned!"

"Just you wait and see!"

Meng Fan slightly raised his palm, and a long sword with an entirely black body appeared out of thin air.

The moment the sword appeared, a dragon-like roar resounded, shaking everyone's eardrums. Seven golden star patterns snaked along the sword's spine, arranged like the Big Dipper. The hilt was carved with the head of a Xuanwu beast and inlaid with black crystals. Most peculiar was the hilt, with three curved blades extending from each side, resembling severed horns of a black dragon, their edges gleaming with a cold light.

"This sword is called the Northern Black-Horned Demon-Slaying Sword."

Upon hearing this name, the others remained unmoved, but Fan Xian's pupils couldn't help but shrink. Did others not know this sword, but he did?

This is the sword of the legendary Zhenwu Emperor!

It once accompanied the True Martial Emperor in vanquishing evil spirits, subduing wicked ways, and slaying demons and monsters, as well as resisting the evil influences from the north. It was the divine weapon that the True Martial Emperor relied on to slay demons and monsters.

Meng Fan lightly stroked the sword with his fingertips, and purple lightning and frost splashed wherever he passed.

"The sword is seven feet and two inches long, representing the seventy-two pentads of the year and corresponding to the changes of the earthly evils; the sword is four inches and eight fen wide, representing the four seasons and eight solar terms of the year."

As he explained, countless silver runes appeared on the blade, which upon closer inspection turned out to be numerous miniature mountain and river totems.

As Meng Fan lightly turned his wrist, the entire sword suddenly transformed into nine layers of phantom imagery. The outermost layer was shrouded in blood-red baleful energy, the inner layer was wrapped in indigo lightning, and at its core was a pure white sword aura.

"This sword is extremely lethal, capable of cutting down all evil spirits in the world, and the number of souls that have perished by its blade is well over a million."

Before Meng Fan finished speaking, the entire sword suddenly emitted a fierce light that made the sun and moon pale in comparison. The surrounding space suddenly trembled violently, and the illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared amidst the churning clouds in the dome.

Countless ferocious demon heads floated in the blood waves. A nine-headed giant python was pierced through the throat with a sword, a hundred-eyed demon lord was cut into shattered crystals, and a tortoise-snake demon as large as a mountain was nailed to death on the glacier.

The humming sound emitted when the sword trembled was like the mournful howls of thousands of dead souls.

Then, in everyone's eyes, Meng Fan lightly drew a circle on the ground with his sword.

at the same time.

Juntian Realm, Beiju Luzhou.

A beam of sword light descended from the sky, carving out a bottomless ravine.

In an instant, the earth shook!

All that could be seen was a dazzling sword light bursting forth from Meng Fan's hand, like a celestial river cascading down, stretching for thousands of miles. Wherever the sword light passed, the earth split open into a deep abyss, the rock walls on both sides as smooth as mirrors, faintly gleaming with a chilling sword intent.

"boom!!!"

As the sword light landed, it rose like a waterfall, transforming into a majestic city wall over a hundred feet high. Its entire body was as black as black iron, and its surface was covered with dense silver runes, which were the mountain and river totems that had just appeared on the sword.

At the top of the city wall, seven golden constellation patterns lit up in sequence, like the Big Dipper hanging in the sky, casting a cool glow that enveloped the entire Great Wall.

"This is the Great Wall of Sword Qi, based on the sword intent of the Northern Black Chi Gun Horned Demon-Slaying Sword, and formed with the power of the earth's veins. It can stop the beast tide for three years."

Meng Fan sheathed his sword and stood there, speaking calmly.

Zhan Doudou and the others were deeply shocked. Looking down at the sky, they saw the Great Wall lying like a giant dragon, blocking the wasteland to the north and protecting the human race's territory to the south.

Above the city wall, the faint phantom of Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise) looms, breathing in and out, its power awe-inspiring in all directions.

The veins on the back of Zhan Doudou's hand bulged beneath her dragon robe. For the first time, she clearly realized that in the face of such divine might, the so-called imperial power was nothing but a joke.

"Within three years, no beast king or higher-level behemoth can cross this wall, but after three years, the sword intent will dissipate, the wall will collapse on its own, and then..."

Meng Fan's gaze swept over the crowd. "Then it's up to your fate."

Does that mean they only have three years to develop?
Fan Xian took a deep breath, cupped his hands, and asked, "Your Majesty, how should we prepare for these three years?"

Meng Fan smiled slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, three streams of light fell into the hands of Zhan Doudou, Fan Xian, and Si Gu Jian respectively.

Each streak of light contains the same thing.

"The Craftsmanship of Nature: Tools", "The Craftsmanship of Nature: Elixirs", and "The Craftsmanship of Nature: Battle Formations".

These three works are collectively known as "Tiangong Kaiwu" (The Exploitation of the Works of Nature).
"Although the giant beasts of the mountains and seas are powerful, they are treasures from head to toe. Their bones can be used to forge weapons, their flesh and blood can be used to refine elixirs, and their skin and scales can be used to make armor. Hunting them is also an opportunity for you to strengthen yourselves."

"In addition, military tactics are also a method to fight against giant beasts across different levels. You can study them carefully."

"At the same time, there are also kingdoms in places like the Southern Continent, and some of the younger generation will inevitably go to the Northern Continent for training. In short, they will not let you perish easily."

"Furthermore, as you integrate into the new world, you will naturally enjoy the benefits of world advancement. Fan Xian's direct advancement to Grandmaster is a good example. Moreover, thanks to the Immortal Martial Rules, the cultivation ceiling has been raised, and Grandmaster is no longer the pinnacle that you can reach."

"As I just mentioned, the realm above Grandmaster can be called the Celestial Realm. I look forward to some of you making a breakthrough!"

Hearing Meng Fan say this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although it sounded difficult, there was still a chance of survival.

However, for the Southern Qing Dynasty at present, the most important thing is to overthrow the Qing Emperor, and then for Fan Xian to quickly take power and control the Qing Kingdom. Only in this way can the Southern Qing Dynasty develop rapidly in the next three years to deal with the crisis that is about to occur.

Upon realizing this, Chen Pingping, Fan Jian, and Lin Ruofu exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

Only Fan Xian was still engrossed in the three secret manuals he had just acquired, constantly flipping through them.

Afterwards, Meng Fan showed Fan Xian and the others the Heavenly Merit Ranking and other benefits. In particular, when they saw that the Heavenly Merit Ranking could help people be resurrected, the three old foxes, Chen Pingping, Fan Jian, and Lin Ruofu, couldn't help but feel excited.

Fan Jian and Chen Pingping thought: Perhaps, Ye Qingmei can be saved!
Lin Ruofu thought: My son is saved, and Dabao can also return to normal!
Shadow trembled as he took a few steps forward, then whispered to Si Gu Jian, "Come with me to revive our parents, and I will forgive and forget what happened!"

Seeing their excited expressions, Meng Fan smiled knowingly. He thought, "They only get motivated when there's no carrot in front of them."

"Then you may go!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Meng Fan dismissed everyone from the Heavenly Dao Space.

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The border between Nanqing and Beiqi.

The military camp.

Fan Xian slowly woke up in bed, feeling a sharp pain in his meridians, which was caused by the extreme circulation of Nine Yang True Qi.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Oh, right, I had a fight with a leech!"

"besides………"

Fan Xian sat up abruptly, the movement aggravating his wound and causing him to gasp in pain.

He suddenly noticed three books with jade covers neatly stacked beside his pillow, their surfaces gleaming warmly in the candlelight.

"Only three years?" Fan Xian murmured.

His gaze gradually hardened!

It seems it's time to overthrow the Heavenly Gang!
(End of this chapter)