All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 236 The Politics of the Holy Emperor
Luoyang, located in the center of the world, is known as the Divine Capital.

It has been a strategic location fought over by military strategists since ancient times.

But Luoyang at this moment was a place of war just a few days ago.

Li Mi once led the Wagang Army in a major offensive against Luoyang. They first captured Jinyong City, then stationed troops at Mangshan, and directly threatened Shangchun Gate in Luoyang. At that time, Luoyang was in a state of panic and chaos.

Fortunately, Luoyang was a well-fortified city with ample supplies. It also had the support of Emperor Tai, the grandson of Emperor Yang Guang, who, after ascending the throne, won over veteran officials of the court, the Yuwen clan which had been severely damaged by Wang Gan, and the ever-watchful Wang Shichong.

Only through the checks and balances of various interests could they barely withstand Li Mi's offensive.

Until recently, a series of alarming news arrived: the Holy Emperor had defeated the Grandmaster, the Song Clan had entered Sichuan, and the Buddhist sect had chosen an emperor. Even Li Mi dared not make a move, and thus halted his offensive against Luoyang, fearing that his attempt to capture the capital would attract the attention of the Song Clan or Wang Gan.
Luoyang City was thus relieved, and within a few days it returned to a state of peace and prosperity.

Especially because of the grand Buddhist election movement, which attracted heroes from all over the world to Luoyang, there is no sign of war at all.

"This Emperor Tai is quite capable. He has managed to govern Luoyang well even amidst the chaos of war. It is said that he is gentle and benevolent, quite different from his grandfather Yang Guang. He has already gained the support of many veteran officials."

Shi Feixuan sighed. She had come to Luoyang and observed the situation there. It was well-governed and did not resemble a chaotic world at all.

"Ha, but in this chaotic world, the most useless thing is benevolence and kindness. The emperor is the one with the strongest army. No matter how benevolent the emperor is, he cannot conjure up soldiers out of thin air. Without military strength, he cannot even suppress Wang Shichong and the Yuwen clan, let alone the powerful Li Mi and the Li clan."

"How many divisions can Emperor Tai possibly have?"

Wanwan scoffed, unable to resist retorting to Shi Feixuan.

Both were once the leading figures of the righteous and demonic paths, and now they walk together, but they don't like each other and have verbal exchanges from time to time.

"Needless to say, who doesn't know now that the fate of the Central Plains rests on this imperial selection in Luoyang?"

"As for Emperor Tai, he was fortunate to have a peaceful end in the end."

Bai Qing'er chimed in, expressing her agreement with Wanwan.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Feixuan and Wanwan couldn't help but look at the figure beside them. He was tall and handsome, arrogant and disdainful of everyone, and his aura seemed to be able to devour everything.

Everyone in the world knows that the world is now divided into three parts. The largest and strongest forces and territories belong to the Li clan of Guanzhong, Li Mi of the Wagang Army, and the Holy Emperor who has gained the allegiance of the Song clan.

Among them, the Holy Emperor Wang Gan was the most powerful, with the best martial arts skills in the world, forcing other forces to remain inactive or even unite to deal with him.

On the surface, the selection of the emperor in Luoyang was a Buddhist ceremony to choose a wise ruler on behalf of Heaven. In reality, it was a final showdown between Buddhism and other forces against the Holy Emperor's power!
After the Battle of Chang'an, the Buddhist sect realized how terrifying Wang Gan was. However, in order to preserve its own sect's legacy, it had no choice but to take a desperate gamble. For this reason, the Buddhist sect even cooperated with its former enemy, Shi Zhixuan.

This clash will determine who will rule the world!
"It's a pity that there will be bloodshed again."

Shi Feixuan sighed softly, filled with emotion.

She regretted that Wang Gan was too domineering, demanding the unification of monarchical and divine power, leaving no room for other sects. Otherwise, given the Buddhist sect's flexible bottom line, it would not have rejected cooperation with Wang Gan.

But because of Wang Gan's stubbornness, countless bloodshed has occurred in this world.

"master!"

Dugu Feng strolled around with great interest, somewhat accustomed to the witty banter among the women surrounding her master. But suddenly, her expression changed.
"So many people have arrived!"

Wanwan and Bai Qing'er's expressions turned serious. Seeing the surging crowd opposite them, which completely blocked the street, they feared it might be an assassination attempt.

"Stop them!"

Although no one in this world is foolish enough to assassinate the number one person in the world, the Holy Emperor of the Holy Gate, if it really happened, then it would be the fault of their subordinates.

"No need to stop them."

Wang Gan straightened his expression and waved his hand.

"These are all my people!"

As crowds surged in from all around, their voices, though noisy, carried a tone of reverence.
"Is it the Holy Emperor?!"

"It really is the Holy Emperor!" "The Holy Emperor has arrived! The heavens are now clear!"

"Are you sure it's the Holy Emperor?!"

"Of course I recognize it! I sleep with the statue of the Holy Emperor every day!"

It turns out that with the spread of Wang Gan's reputation, the power of the Holy Emperor's biography and the Holy Emperor's talisman water, even Luoyang, the capital city, has unknowingly gained a large number of Holy Emperor supporters and fanatical believers!
Upon seeing this, Wang Gan's lips curled up, and his body rose slowly without wind, his body beginning to shimmer with a faint golden light, making him look like a god or Buddha descending to earth from afar!

With Wang Gan's current martial arts skills, he's still a bit short of being able to ride the wind, but standing in mid-air is no longer a difficult thing for him.

"He's flying! His Majesty the Holy Emperor has taken off!"

"Holy Emperor, I feel unwell if I don't drink your water for a day!"

"Holy Emperor, you are my hero!"

"Holy Emperor, please come and save the world! Save Luoyang! I can't live any longer!"

"May the Holy Emperor bless me so that I can raise the flag every morning!"

Upon witnessing this mythical sight of traversing the void in mid-air, the people around them went even crazier, raising their arms and waving them towards the sky, hoping to catch a whiff of the Holy Emperor's divine power!

Wang Gan looked down at the crowd from the air, a hint of satisfaction flashing across his face. Suddenly, he raised his hand...

An invisible, immense spiritual force spread out, instantly silencing the excited and frenzied crowd!
The crowd stared wide-eyed, their faces still filled with fervor, intently fixed on the tall, radiant figure in the air.

Time passed slowly, and after several dozen breaths, the atmosphere on the field became increasingly oppressive, attracting more and more Luoyang residents who had come to hear the news.

In Wang Gan's previous life, a certain mustachioed speaker would often do the same thing: when the crowd was in a frenzy, he would suddenly quiet down for a minute to control the situation and demonstrate his authority.

But with Wang Gan's true extraordinary divine power today, the mustachioed man from that day was nothing more than a clown!

"Since I descended to the mortal realm, I have traveled among all living beings and have only lamented the hardships of human life."

"When a dynasty prospers, the people suffer; when a dynasty falls, the people suffer."

Wang Gan sighed deeply, his voice echoing throughout Luoyang. It wasn't deafening, but it entered the ears of every citizen very clearly.

"Dynasties rise and fall, powerful families change, and countless people in power despise those who rule."

"Only you, the most ordinary and common people, are struggling in the mud!"

Historical records state that heroes of the world could influence the course of history.

Wang Gan raised his hands, his tone full of infectious energy, and a golden light suddenly emanated from his body, like the sun shining brightly in the sky!
Originating from a powerful 'primordial spirit', its boundless spiritual power spread like ripples, planting a seed called Loyalty Orange in the hearts of every citizen.

"In my opinion,"

"But you, my people, are the true heroes!"

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the voices of the people of Luoyang turned into a tidal wave!
"Ah! The Holy Emperor!"

"Holy Emperor! I'm healed!"

"The Holy Emperor is invincible!"

"The Holy Emperor has come to save us!"

In the end, the chaotic noise all merged into one voice: 'Loyal Orange!'

"Zhongcheng!"

"Zhongcheng!"

(End of this chapter)