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That Feng Da Sect Leader is shameless!

"And something's not quite right."

Feng Xia frowned, a series of images flashing through his mind: "I remember in the dream cycle of ascending the Heavenly Ladder, the assessment of the top forces of Lingyun Kingdom was..."

Besides Emperor Lu Tiancheng of Lingyun, who has already entered the realm of gods and possesses immense power, Lingyun Kingdom also hides more than one true god!

However, in any case, the number of true gods will not be too many.

Otherwise, the Lingyun Calamity back then would not have ended the way it did.

"Xia is just one step away from becoming a god."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia said in a serious tone: "Moreover, the level of cultivation is always relative, not an absolute standard of strength."

Otherwise, why would supernatural beings fight each other?

When everyone meets, they simply announce their cultivation level, and then each goes back to their own home and find their own mother, isn't that enough?

"What you said does make sense."

Jiang Taiming nodded first, then shook his head seriously: "Without becoming a true god, one will eventually turn to dust. There are many things that one is only qualified to touch upon when one reaches the level of a true god. As for those below the level of a true god, they are nothing more than mayflies that live only a day and die at dusk."

There's a hidden meaning in what he's saying!

Feng Xia paused for a moment, then instantly realized what was happening.

At the same time, his doubts deepened: what level did the real Lingyun Kingdom in history reach?

I originally thought that although Lingyun Kingdom was strong, it wouldn't be much stronger than the surrounding forces.

The biggest advantage of Lingyun Kingdom back then was its youth.

Other powers took tens of thousands of years to develop to the same level, while Lingyun Kingdom has only taken a few thousand years at most!

This is already a difference of several times or even dozens of times.

But in the mouth of General Jiang Taiming, the Great General of the Border, even the true god seemed to lose some of his value.

"Something really isn't right. As the sixteenth prince, Master's memory might be a little off, but it's impossible for him to make such a big mistake."

Unbeknownst to her, Feng Xia's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

If this happened in a novel he read before his transmigration, there would generally be only two possibilities: either the author didn't write an outline, resulting in a breakdown of the combat power, or the outline couldn't keep up with the author's pace, leading to an irreparable collapse in the combat power data.

When Feng Xia encounters a book like this, he usually curses under his breath and then silently moves it off the shelf.

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But this is reality!

Does such an invisible pen exist in reality?

"Or perhaps there's another possibility." Feng Xia felt a sudden chill run down his spine, a profound sense of dread washing over him. "Could a powerful being have used their immense magic to alter everyone's memories?"

But what is the point of doing this?

"Besides, is my cultivation level really that important?"

Feng Xia stared at Jiang Taiming for a moment, her gaze inexplicably dimming before she smiled again: "Jiang Taiming, your mission is complete."

"I've completed my mission?"

Jiang Taiming was taken aback, and shook his head without thinking: "Don't try to deceive me. I am here on His Majesty's orders. My mission will not end until His Majesty returns and Xuanyuan is restored."

"The Xuan Yuan World has been restored."

Feng Xia's eyes grew even more somber. He remained silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and said, "Can you see it? In the Xuan Yuan World today, the strange and the evil have been driven away, the external forces have retreated, the vital energy is thriving, and humanity is flourishing."

"Impossible!" Jiang Taiming instinctively denied. "I can clearly sense that the eerie aura is still there!"

"The strangeness is still there, but it's not in Xuan Yuan anymore. With your strength, you should be able to tell the difference."

With just one sentence, Jiang Taiming fell silent.

His body trembled slightly, and his armor rattled. Feng Xia immediately felt two intermittent gazes, as if they were trying to pass through his body and look towards the Xuan Yuan World.

However, he saw nothing.

Feng Xia's not-so-tall figure was like a majestic mountain, blocking his path and obstructing his view of the Xuan Yuan World.

“You… step aside…” Jiang Taiming said in a hoarse voice.

Feng Xia silently stepped aside.

The Great General of the Town used all his strength to gaze into the distance, looking at the world behind Feng Xia, at the homeland he had protected for thousands of years.

This time, however, Jiang Taiming trembled even more violently.

His armor clanked and clattered, yet his voice was filled with endless sorrow:

"Why...why can't I...see it..."

He can't see it!

Although his instincts told him that the Xuan Yuan World was behind Feng Xia, no matter what he did, he couldn't see the scenery there or anything Feng Xia was talking about!

How could Jiang Taiming be willing to accept this?

Just then, a sudden thought struck Jiang Taiming.

He seemed to finally realize something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Xia, at the only mysterious young man in his field of vision, dressed in blue.

Feng Xia stood there calmly.

"Are you really the Imperial Advisor?"

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Taiming asked in a hoarse voice.

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Chapter 0789

"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."

Feng Xia nodded calmly: "If you believe me, then I am the Grand Preceptor of Lingyun."

After a brief silence, Jiang Taiming, the Great General of the Garrison, said solemnly, "Grand Preceptor, before we truly conclude this garrison mission, I would like to take a look at the Xuan Yuan World as it is now."

The two of them had clearly realized something.

However, both sides tacitly refrained from saying it aloud.

In the distance, the ghostly jellyfish thrashed about desperately, looking somewhat bewildered. What kind of riddle were the two ferocious creatures playing?

“Okay.” Feng Xia nodded.

"May I ask, Imperial Preceptor, when was the Strange One expelled?"

"Thirteen years ago, a single battle determined the fate of the dynasty for five hundred years."

With a wave of his hand, Feng Xia unleashed a series of scenes from the battle at the Demon Emperor's Tomb, which flooded into Jiang Taiming's consciousness.

Jiang Taiming's body trembled slightly, his armor shook, and his voice became increasingly agitated: "May I ask, Grand Preceptor, where are those jackals that surround us?"

Feng Xia waved his hand again.

The images that flooded into Jiang Taiming's consciousness this time were even more complex than the last time.

Seven hundred years ago, the hand of a god reached into the Xuan Yuan World but was severed; the avatar of the Queen Mother descended but was defeated and his soul was scattered; the Four Seas Barrier collapsed; and the final battle broke out with the Eastern Alliance!

"Anyone who trespasses into the Xuan Yuan realm will be executed immediately, without mercy!"

"May I ask, Imperial Preceptor, where are the people of today?"

Feng Xia waved for the third time.

From Fujing City to Diming Academy, from Xuanwu Kingdom to Qianqiu Valley, traversing the vast Canglan Mountains and crossing the boundless Canghai Sea, wherever they went, the country was peaceful and the people were prosperous, and the Dao flourished!

This time, however, Feng Xia said nothing.

Jiang Taiming remained silent.

Suddenly, he chuckled softly: "As long as the people live on and humanity endures, even if I, Jiang, am utterly annihilated, I would be more than satisfied to witness all of this."

Having said all that, Feng Xia hesitated slightly: "General, let me ask you, are you truly prepared to step down?"

"Anytime, anywhere." Jiang Taiming laughed heartily, his laughter ringing out. "I, Jiang, have waited for this day for far too many years!"

"Then why not wait a little longer?" Feng Xia's voice grew even hoarse.

"I, Jiang, would like to continue waiting, but some old friends are probably already impatient. The good news brought by the Grand Preceptor must be shared with them!"

Hearty laughter emanated from beneath the armor.

The armor, weathered by countless storms and snows, was already tattered and battered. Amidst Jiang Taiming's laughter, it shook off clouds of dust.

Dark brown mixed with pale embers.

Feng Xia remained silent for a long time before finally saying in a hoarse voice, "General, my Imperial Tutor has a new mission for you to complete. Are you willing to accept it?"

"I would go through fire and water without hesitation."

Before Feng Xia could relax, Jiang Taiming waved his hand again: "Before I joined the army, I had a wish: if one day I could retire from the army and return to my hometown, I could have a thatched hut, a pipe of water pipe, and a Kui ox to plow the fields, and enjoy my old age in peace and comfort."

"But……"