Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 451 Xu Fengnian and Xu Xiao Die, the Plot of Juntian

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"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the five famous swords were all deflected by the seemingly illusory talisman, without even causing the slightest obstruction.

"What?!" Old Huang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned around to push Xu Fengnian away.

But it's too late.

The talisman arrived in an instant, stopping abruptly three inches from Xu Fengnian's brow, and bursting forth with dazzling golden light.

"Ahhh-"

Xu Fengnian let out a shrill scream, his entire body enveloped in golden light, suspended in mid-air. His face was contorted, and blood seeped from his seven orifices, as if he were enduring some indescribable pain.

"Master!"

Old Huang's eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body surged with sword energy. He formed hand seals, and six sword shadows appeared behind him—his trump card, the unnamed Sword Nine!

"Break it for me!"

The six sword shadows merged into one, like a waterfall of swords reaching the sky, transforming into a sword beam that pierced through heaven and earth, slashing down towards the heavens.

Jun Tian didn't even lift his eyelids, but simply uttered a single word:

"Certainly."

In an instant, time seemed to freeze.

The terrifying sword light froze in mid-air, Old Huang remained in his sword-drawing posture, even the curve of his robes fluttering was still. Only Xu Fengnian's figure, twitching continuously in the golden light, proved that time was still flowing.

"A mere mortal swordsman dares to attack me?"

Jun Tian slowly walked up to Lao Huang and lightly touched his brow with his fingertip.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Old Huang's body cracked inch by inch like porcelain, eventually turning into a cloud of blood mist. His essence and the true meaning of swordsmanship were casually refined into a bead by Jun Tian.

The legendary swordsman Jiuhuang has fallen!
Jun Tian looked at Xu Fengnian in mid-air, his eyes completely unmoved.

"Since you refuse to submit, then die."

He formed hand seals and chanted obscure incantations. The golden light on Xu Fengnian's body gradually turned blood-red, and a faint white dragon phantom could be seen struggling in pain within his body.

"smoke!"

Jun Tian let out a sharp shout, his five fingers forming claws as he suddenly grabbed.

"Roar--"

The illusory dragon was forcibly torn from Xu Fengnian's body, emitting a deafening wail.

"Good luck."

Jun Tian looked with satisfaction at the struggling white dragon in his hand, then put it into his sleeve, which seemed to contain a small world that could hold the universe.

Just then, the True Martial Dharma Image suddenly appeared behind Xu Fengnian. A majestic phantom clad in black armor, wielding a divine sword, and standing on a tortoise, suddenly appeared, its eyes wide open in anger, its pressure as heavy as a prison!
Jun Tian raised an eyebrow: "So what if he's a reincarnation of Zhenwu? It's nothing but a death throes."

Jun Tian's sleeves billowed, and nine purple-gold chains shot out from the void, tightly binding the limbs and neck of the True Martial Dharma Image. Dense incantations of Heavenly Dao rules appeared on the chains, and the Dharma Image dimmed at a visible speed.

"Boom——"

The True Martial Dharma Image let out an unwilling roar, and the phantom of the tortoise and turtle suddenly exploded, the violent shockwave making the purple-gold chains clang loudly.

But it was still to no avail.

Although the True Martial Emperor is one of the five Heavenly Emperors of this world, he holds power in the North.

However, Juntian is equivalent to a Heavenly Dao, in charge of a medium-sized world of level three. In addition, the laws of immortality are lofty and can directly suppress the immortal and martial rules of this world. How could the beings under the Heavenly Dao break free from the power of the Heavenly Dao that he possesses?
Jun Tian watched coldly as the True Martial Dharma Image gradually melted away within the purple-gold chains, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

He raised his hand, and the white dragon's fortune was already refined, obediently coiling in his palm, emitting a submissive whimper.

At the same time, Xu Fengnian's body withered away at a visible speed, eventually turning into a skeleton that drifted away in the wind.

Jun Tian stretched out his palm, and a complete True Martial Position appeared in his palm. It was in the shape of a tortoise and a turtle, with the White Dragon's Qi coiled on it. Together, they revealed the illusory image of the Northern Liang Mountains and Rivers, and the faint sound of people worshipping echoed.

"Indeed, the Chosen One is the best key to unlocking this world."

Jun Tian's lips curled into a cold smile. He looked up and gazed northward, his gaze piercing through thousands of miles, reaching the majestic city.

"Xu Xiao, it's your turn now."

Before he finished speaking, Juntian's figure had already transformed into a white light that streaked across the sky. Wherever he passed, the clouds dispersed and the world fell silent.

The Northern Liang Royal Palace.

Xu Xiao was playing chess with Li Yishan in Tingchao Pavilion when suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and the chess piece in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

"Your Highness?" Li Yishan looked up in surprise.

Xu Xiao didn't answer. Instead, he suddenly stood up and strode to the window. A white light, like a shooting star, fell from the sky and crashed directly into the Prince's training ground.

"boom--"

The earth shook and dust rose everywhere.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Juntian, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back, the blue bricks beneath his feet turning to dust.

"Who is coming?!"

Hundreds of Northern Liang cavalrymen instantly surrounded him, bows and crossbows were nocked, and swords were drawn.

Jun Tian looked around, his gaze finally settling on Xu Xiao, who had rushed over.

"Xu Xiao, the King of Northern Liang?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly: "Your son is dead. Now, it's your turn."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiao was struck dumb and staggered back two steps.

"What...what did you do to Feng Nian?!"

Jun Tian did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand.

"In the name of Heaven, strip them of their rights."

As he finished speaking, Xu Xiao suddenly clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale. Strands of blood-red threads emerged from his seven orifices, coalescing into a blood-red talisman in Jun Tian's palm.

"So that's how it is. This is the fortune of a million wronged souls you accumulated by slaughtering six kingdoms."

Jun Tian toyed with the blood-red talisman and said indifferently, "No wonder he's called the Butcher of Men."

Upon seeing this, Xu Yanbing immediately grabbed a long spear and charged towards Juntian. His spear moved like a dragon, flashing with a cold light, and the tip of the spear gathered a point of eerie light, as if it could pierce through the void!
"Ants."

Jun Tian didn't even lift his eyelids, he just flicked his finger.

"clang--!"

An invisible force struck the spear tip, and Xu Yanbing was struck as if by lightning. His hand instantly split open, and blood flowed down the spear shaft. The accompanying spear shattered inch by inch, turning into dust!

Xu Yanbing grunted and retreated more than ten feet, each step leaving a deep pit in the bluestone ground. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"A dummy!" Xu Xiao exclaimed.

Jun Tian ignored him. A blood-red talisman suddenly lit up in his palm, and Xu Xiao knelt on the ground, his life force rapidly draining away. He struggled to raise his head, staring intently at Jun Tian: "Who exactly are you?"

"I am Juntian!"

Jun Tian closed his five fingers, the blood-red talisman disappearing from his palm. At the same time, Xu Xiao's body crashed to the ground, lifeless. "Your Highness!!!"

The soldiers of Beiliang were filled with grief and indignation. Someone roared first, "Kill him! Avenge the prince!"

A volley of arrows was fired. A rain of arrows, accompanied by the sound of them piercing the air, poured down from the heavens like dark clouds.

Jun Tian smiled slightly and waved his sleeve lightly.

"Certainly."

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. All the arrows hovered in mid-air, and the Northern Liang soldiers remained in their charging posture, yet they were like insects trapped in amber, unable to move.

"Destroy."

Juntian uttered another word.

"Bang bang bang-"

A series of explosions rang out, and hundreds of elite soldiers instantly turned into a bloody mist. A thick stench of blood instantly filled the entire training ground, staining the ground dark red. Apart from Jun Tian, ​​there was no other living creature left in the entire Beiliang training ground.

A black flag-like object appeared in Juntian's hand, possessing the power to obscure the universe, cover the sky and sun, repel all evil, and be impervious to all laws.

It is the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, also known as the Zhenwu Black Eagle Flag!
Jun Tian stood in the center of the blood-stained training ground, looking up at the sky. The Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag in his hand moved without wind, and the dark patterns on the flag flowed, as if thousands of water waves were rippling in the void.

"Heaven-shading."

As the two words were uttered softly, the black flag suddenly unfurled, transforming into a hundred-foot-long black curtain that shot straight into the sky.

Wherever the flag passed, the clouds retreated, the sunlight vanished, and the entire land of the three prefectures of Beiliang was shrouded in dark clouds. The soldiers guarding the city walls were horrified to find that, although it should have been noon, the sky had suddenly darkened to the level of midnight.

Then, Jun Tian's figure disappeared from the spot.

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Juntian Realm, within the Heavenly Dao Space.

Jun Tian's figure reappeared.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

When Meng Fan saw Jun Tian, ​​he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Didn't you just go to the Snow Sword World? Why are you back?"

Jun Tian calmly revealed the item in his hand: "My lord, come and see!"

Meng Fan's eyes narrowed immediately, and his lips twitched as he said, "True Martial rank, Xu Fengnian, him?"

"died!"

Jun Tian said calmly, as if crushing an ant: "In addition, Xu Xiao was also killed by me."

Meng Fan sighed and rubbed his forehead. The chosen one of destiny is dead. How are we supposed to play the world of Snow Sword?
Then, Jun Tian explained, "My Lord, I have a plan."

"what's the plan?"

Meng Fan became slightly interested.

Jun Tian's lips curled up slightly as he chuckled, "My lord, do you still remember that trick of substituting one thing for another you played before?"

"I intend to have Fan Xian impersonate Xu Fengnian. Now that the True Martial rank and the destiny and fortune within him are in my hands, with my abilities, I can completely mold Fan Xian into someone indistinguishable from Xu Fengnian."

"At that time, Fan Xian will control the entire Northern Liang, and with the Heavenly Dao Contract bestowed upon him by the original body, he will surely be able to gradually erode the power of the Snow World!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He paced back and forth, the stars within the Heavenly Dao Space swirling, reflecting his deep gaze.

"The world of Snow Swordsman is not easily fooled, is it? Didn't Heaven notice when you made your move?"

Jun Tian smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I used the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag to conceal the secrets of heaven before I made my move, and then I returned to Jun Tian Realm."

Meng Fan looked at Jun Tian with an approving gaze: "You've done things flawlessly. How's Fan Xian doing now?"

Jun Tian lightly waved his sleeve, and a beam of light appeared in mid-air.

On the border of Beiju Luzhou, atop the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Fan Xian, as the Emperor of Qing, fought bravely alongside his soldiers. Behind him, the Three-Legged Golden Crow True Qi Dharma Image appeared, repelling wave after wave of giant beasts from the mountains and seas.

His Nine Yang True Qi was domineering and intense, and his cultivation had reached the Celestial Realm, equivalent to the First Grade Realm in the world of Snow Sword.

Jun Tian said, "With Huang Tian secretly guiding him, Fan Xian has grown up enough to shoulder great responsibilities. Should I summon him?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan nodded.

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Beiju Luzhou, a Great Wall of sword energy.

"boom!"

Fan Xian smashed the head of the charging mountain and sea beast with a single punch, his scorching Nine Yang True Qi evaporating the beast's blood into a blood mist. He wiped the blood from his face and turned to look at his exhausted soldiers behind him.

"Your Majesty, this is already the seventh wave of beasts today," Wang Qinian said, panting as he leaned on his long sword. "If this continues, we'll be exhausted to death!"

“There’s no turning back.” Fan Xian interrupted him, the Golden Crow Dharma Image spreading its wings and letting out a long cry behind him. “Pass down the order…”

Before the words were finished, the world suddenly fell silent.

All the roaring beasts suddenly froze, as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats. Fan Xian looked up sharply and saw a figure in white robes walking through the air, the wind and snow freezing in its wake.

Fan Xian was shocked. He felt an unprecedented pressure, as if he were facing not a person, but the will of the entire world.

"Lord Juntian?" Fan Xian's pupils shrank.

Jun Tian, ​​with the Heavenly Mandate in his mouth, spoke with a voice like a great bell, echoing throughout the sword-qi Great Wall stretching for thousands of miles, proclaiming: "The three-year period has come to an end. From now on, the ferocious beasts of Beiju Luzhou will no longer venture south, and the two kingdoms of Qing and Qi will be able to recuperate and thrive."

As soon as the words were spoken, all the giant beasts of the mountains and seas turned around and returned to Beiju Luzhou. Countless soldiers roared or wept. Three years had passed, and it was finally over.

Jun Tian looked at Fan Xian and said calmly, "Fan Xian, come with me."

Fan Xian didn't dare to hesitate and immediately cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Fan Xian felt a blur before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found himself in a vast starry sky. Beneath his feet was a flowing river of stars, above him was an endless firmament, and in front of him stood a figure with his hands behind his back, his aura as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.

"My Lord, the person has been brought here." Jun Tian bowed slightly.

Meng Fan turned around and his gaze fell on Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, as if those eyes could see right through him, and his soul trembled. He immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Fan Xian greets the Heavenly Dao Venerable!"

Meng Fan smiled slightly and raised his hand to help him up: "We are old acquaintances, no need for formalities, please get up."

Fan Xian felt a gentle force lifting him up, and he felt even more awe. He was no longer the frivolous and dissolute man he once was.

Meng Fan didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "Fan Xian, I have an important task for you. Are you willing to accept it?"

Fan Xian replied without hesitation, "I will obey the orders of the Heavenly Dao Venerable!"

Meng Fan nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Jun Tian.

Jun Tian understood, raised his hand, and a scene appeared before Fan Xian. It was the Northern Liang scene in the world of Snow Sword, where Xu Fengnian was dead, Xu Xiao had fallen, and the entire Northern Liang was in chaos.

Fan Xian's pupils contracted, and a storm of shock surged in his heart: "What is this?"

Jun Tian said calmly, "This world is called 'Snowy Martial Blade,' a world of immortals and martial arts. Xu Fengnian was originally the chosen one of destiny, the reincarnation of the True Martial Emperor, but he has now been killed by me. His destiny and the True Martial Emperor's position are now in my hands."

"And you will replace Xu Fengnian, take control of Beiliang, and gradually erode the Heavenly Dao authority of this realm!"

Fan Xian was shocked upon hearing this, but he quickly calmed down and asked after a moment of thought, "Lord Juntian, although I can steal the True Martial position and replace the other party, wouldn't the Heavenly Dao of that world notice something amiss?"

(End of this chapter)