#513 - Please Die (4000 words)
“Since you're all here, then none of you need to leave!”
The Martial Emperor coldly snorted and took a step forward.
Within the small world, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, and vortexes appeared one after another in the sky.
From within the vortexes, chains extended from the sky, each link golden, with one iron buckle fastening to another, and a sharp arrowhead at the front of the chain.
The chains pierced towards these cultivators.
The cultivators in the small world dodged incessantly, but in the end, they were still pierced by these chains.
Some were pierced through the heart, some through the collarbone, and others through their limbs.
Each of them was hung in the air, like criminals.
“Since Your Majesty is so stubborn, then don't blame me for being ruthless!” an elder in the Ascension Realm shouted.
The Martial Emperor coldly looked at the other party, as if looking at a beast: “If you want to fight, then fight, why so much nonsense? Do you really think you are guaranteed to win?”
The Martial Emperor stretched out his palm and pressed it towards the ground, and two enormous golden figures emerged.
The golden figures were hundreds of meters tall, covered in armor, and wielding halberds, as if with a single forceful strike, the entire landscape would be cleaved apart by these golden figures!
The Heavenly Dao chains condensed from the Martial Kingdom's fortune, the enormous golden figure avatars, as well as the two mountain-like stone lions, and a river of fortune dragon spanning a thousand meters.
All of this was the concrete manifestation of the Martial Kingdom's landscape fortune.
All of this was the result of the diligent efforts of the Martial Kingdom's past emperors.
If the Martial Kingdom were a small country, if the Martial Kingdom's national strength were weak, it would already be fish on the chopping board, how could it possibly resist like this.
It is precisely because of the current prosperity of the Martial Kingdom that it has built the current strength of the Martial Kingdom.
Otherwise, the Martial Kingdom's national fortune would, at most, condense a small lion, and nothing more.
“Wu Chang! Have you gone mad!”
Seeing the Martial Emperor acting so desperately, the other Ascension Realm cultivators were shocked.
If the Martial Emperor exhausted the national fortune like this, if he lost, the Martial Kingdom would be completely destroyed, and the Martial Kingdom would be plunged into at least a hundred years of war!
“I am very calm.”
The Martial Emperor waved his hand, and golden lightning pierced through the body of an Ascension Realm cultivator, but it only caused a little damage to the other party's body.
These Ascension Realm elders knew that they could not hold back anymore.
They originally wanted to eat the meat at the lowest cost.
But the monarchs of the Martial Kingdom, from the past to the present, can only be said to be all lunatics.
And just as the Martial Emperor was fighting against these Ascension Realm elders, within the Martial Kingdom, earthquakes frequently occurred, mountains and rivers collapsed, and major rivers and rivers flooded.
The Sky Gazing Bureaus of each of the vassal kings knew that unrest had occurred in the Martial Capital.
The other vassal kings, seeing such a posture, all believed that this was the best opportunity, and they mobilized their forces one after another, preparing to rebel.
What the Martial Emperor is doing now is not without any cost, everything the Martial Emperor does is based on the national fortune.
The national fortune can be restored, but if the national fortune is lost to a certain limit, it will only lead to destruction.
Now, the national fortune consumed by the Martial Emperor has already reached the brink of the limit.
These vassal kings do not know what the unrest in the Martial Capital is.
But they are clear that this is their best opportunity.
No matter what happens in the Martial Capital, whether the Martial Emperor wins or loses, the imperial court will inevitably be greatly damaged, this is their best opportunity!
On the plain, Wu Yanhuan frowned and scattered the thousand military pills.
As the military pills landed, a total of one thousand silver-armored warriors stood beside Wu Yanhuan, holding long spears.
Everyone was shocked, wondering what kind of thing this was?
Is this a military pill made by the Mo family?
It doesn't seem like it.
When did the military pills made by the Mo family become so powerful?
These soldiers, just standing there, gave people an unspeakable sense of solemnity!
To create these thousand military pills, how much natural treasure would it take? Can the Martial Kingdom bear this cost?
“Kill!”
Wu Yanhuan pointed forward and shouted in a cold voice.
The heavenly soldiers fully understood the master's will, and launched a charge towards the sect masters with their spears!
Wherever the silver armor went, everything was destroyed like a whirlwind.
Those Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were like lambs to the slaughter in front of thousands of military pills.
These sect masters used all kinds of spells to attack these silver-armored warriors, but all of them were useless, the bodies of these silver-armored warriors were simply too powerful!
In this small world, the battlefield was divided into two.
On the ground and in the low air, Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and the civil and military officials of the Martial Kingdom were fighting each other.
And in the high sky, Ascension Realm cultivators and Immortal Realm, Jade Purity Realm cultivators were besieging the Martial Emperor.
After the thousand military pills thrown out by Wu Yanhuan joined the battlefield, the situation was basically one-sided.
Several Jade Purity Realm cultivators could only go down to protect the sect masters who were on good terms with their sect.
But for those cultivators who had nothing to do with their sect, they felt indifferent.
It would be better for these sect masters to die.
After leaving the Martial Capital, they could annex these sects.
A Nascent Soul-level sect must have a lot of money left.
And in the high sky, even if the Martial Emperor mobilized the fortune of the entire dynasty, he was still at a disadvantage.
Even the Martial Emperor gave people a feeling - it wouldn't be long before the Martial Emperor would be wiped out by these people.
But even so, Xiao Mo Chi, who had been standing aside, still did not move.
Xiao Mo Chi, dressed in a green shirt, stood on the ground, with one hand behind his back and one hand clenched in front of him, he looked at everything calmly.
It seemed that everything that happened in the Martial Kingdom had nothing to do with Xiao Mo Chi.
Liu Feng looked at this junior scholar of the Martial Kingdom, and did not know what he was thinking.
As one cultivator after another died, the golden paper floating in the air became more and more dazzling.
An Ascension Realm cultivator took out a miniature rockery and smashed it towards the Martial Emperor's head.
The miniature rockery, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly turned into the size of a real mountain and water.
“Roar!”
Several golden dragons rushed up and smashed the mountain and water directly!
But the Martial Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood, and the golden dragon robe on his body seemed to instantly dim down.
Seeing the Martial Emperor like this, the vast majority of cultivators knew that the Martial Emperor was at the end of his rope.
“Your Martial Kingdom, it's time to perish! I don't know how you will meet your ancestors under the Nine Springs!”
The Mountain Green Sect's old ancestor pinched the magic formula, and the Dharma, Heaven, and Earth rose from the ground.
The Dharma, Heaven, and Earth of this Mountain Green Sect's old ancestor was a huge stone man.
This stone man held a hammer in both hands and slammed it heavily towards the Martial Emperor!
At the same time, the other Upper Five Realm cultivators also sacrificed their Dharma, Heaven, and Earth, planning to give the Martial Emperor a fatal blow together.
After this palace turmoil, the Martial Kingdom will inevitably fall into war, and there may even be natural and man-made disasters, because the Martial Emperor has consumed too much landscape fortune.
But they don't intend to let the Martial Emperor continue to consume it.
It doesn't matter to them if the Martial Kingdom is in chaos for a hundred years.
But if it is in chaos for four or five hundred years, it is really of no benefit to them.
Killing the Martial Emperor can also leave a little breathing space for the land of the Martial Kingdom.
What they want is not a strong dynasty, nor a chaotic world that lasts for hundreds of years, but a puppet regime that can be manipulated at will!
“Your Majesty!”
“Your Majesty!”
The civil and military officials raised their heads and cried sadly towards the Martial Emperor in the sky.
No one thought that the Martial Emperor could withstand the siege of these Ascension Realm cultivators.
Xu Ming raised his head and glanced at the sky, frowning.
In Xu Ming's opinion, the Martial Emperor was undoubtedly going to die at this moment.
Even in Xu Ming's mind, he was already subconsciously thinking about how to take Wu Yanhuan away from the siege.
But it should be very difficult.
It is very likely that he and Yanhuan will die here together.
But it was at this time that the corners of the Martial Emperor's mouth slightly raised, as if he had been waiting for this moment, and Xiao Mo Chi, who had been standing in place, finally moved.
Xiao Mo Chi took a step, and in an instant, he came to the Martial Emperor's side.
“Your Majesty.” Xiao Mo Chi bowed.
The Martial Emperor, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, looked at Xiao Mo Chi: “I have done what I should do.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Xiao Mo Chi straightened his back and faced the Ascension Realm cultivators, “Next, leave it to this humble minister.”
“Yes.” The Martial Emperor nodded, without saying anything, but with the naked eye, the Martial Emperor's hair was pale, as if he had aged a dozen years in an instant.
What the Martial Emperor used was not only the landscape fortune of the Martial Kingdom, but also burning his own essence and blood.
After this time, even if the Martial Kingdom's court wins, I don't know how many years he can live.
An emperor originally valued his life more than anything else.
Since ancient times, how many emperors have sought the method of longevity to get rid of the constraints of landscape fortune.
But the emperor of the Martial Kingdom is different.
“Boom!”
All the Dharma, Heaven, and Earth rushed towards Xiao Mo Chi and the Martial Emperor.
But Xiao Mo Chi only raised his head and glanced at those people.
Beside Xiao Mo Chi, scrolls of ink-condensed pages flew out from behind Xiao Mo Chi.
“Whirr, whirr, whirr…”
The pages wrapped Xiao Mo Chi and the Martial Emperor.
“Dong!”
Only a loud noise was heard.
The several Dharma, Heaven, and Earth were instantly bounced away, and even staggered backwards.
The scroll unfurled, and the Martial Emperor, holding the jade seal, walked step by step towards the illusory throne.
The Martial Emperor sat on the illusory golden throne, no longer attacking, but instead stabilizing this small world, stabilizing the luck of the Wu Kingdom.
Even the Martial Emperor did not dare to truly squander the luck of the Wu Kingdom.
Golden light enveloped Xiao Mo Chi, and strands of Dao law intertwined with the luck of the mountains and rivers.
“Buzzing… Buzz…”
The sound of the Great Dao vibrated continuously above the firmament.
Golden light condensed above the firmament, and the black characters on the golden paper peeled off.
Streaks of light fell from the firmament, enveloping each of these black characters, the black characters dissipated, and continuously condensed in the firmament.
The black characters seemed to transform into ink, forming a black ink pool in the air, what you saw was only a piece as thin as a sheet but incomparably vast blackness.
“Could it be that the Martial Emperor wants to…!”
Everyone was shocked, they had vaguely guessed what the Martial Emperor wanted to do!
At first, they only thought that the Martial Emperor wanted to seize more power from the sects, thinking that the Martial Emperor only wanted the Wu Kingdom's court to be above all the sects.
But now, they realized that they were completely wrong.
What the Martial Emperor wanted was not just to make those sects submit.
The Martial Emperor actually wanted to modify the rules of the Great Dao!
That golden paper looked like a contract, but it was not an ordinary contract.
The Martial Emperor used the luck of the Wu Kingdom to connect this golden paper to the Great Dao!
However, if the Martial Emperor wanted to modify the rules of the Great Dao, relying solely on the luck of the Wu Kingdom was not enough.
Therefore, the Martial Emperor needed the lives of cultivators!
The Martial Emperor wanted to connect the dynasty's luck, the rules of the Great Dao, and the cultivators' lives.
To use an analogy, the dynasty's luck and the cultivator sects were the Martial Emperor's goal, and achieving the rules was the result the Martial Emperor wanted.
If the Martial Emperor succeeded, the contract written by the Martial Emperor would not just be a contract, it would be the rule of the Great Dao.
Although this extent could not affect the entire world, within the territory of the Wu Kingdom, the rules that appeared on the golden paper today would become rules, and all cultivators, as long as they entered the territory of the Wu Kingdom, would have to abide by them!
“A mere mortal! To dare to do this, your Wu Kingdom will surely be destroyed today.”
The Sect Master of Chengshan Sect shouted loudly, the fiend-faced green giant wielding the Dharma Idol, Heaven and Earth, smashed towards the Martial Emperor!
How could he allow this to happen?
The Chengshan Sect had existed in this land for thousands of years, how many years had the Wu Kingdom existed? How could he let the Wu Kingdom grow stronger!
As for the Chengshan Sect moving away?
How easy was it to find the blessed land of Chengshan Sect?
Which sect that moved away would not suffer a great loss? It might even disintegrate?
Xiao Mo Chi, holding the scroll, pointed towards the Dharma Idol, Heaven and Earth, and recited: "Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom."
In an instant, a breeze blew, and pear trees appeared out of thin air, forming a row in the air.
In the next moment, a breeze blew, and pear blossoms scattered, blocking the Martial Emperor and Xiao Mo Chi.
Xiao Mo Chi waved his sleeve, creating flowing cloud-like afterimages, and the pear blossoms suspended in the air suddenly stagnated.
The edges of those translucent white petals shimmered with frosty cold light, trembling in the gentle spring breeze, shedding their soft curves like countless silver blades tempered by moonlight breaking free from the shackles of silk.
Those pear blossoms transformed into long swords.
Tens of thousands.
“The so-called rules, if heaven decides them, why can't humans decide them?” Xiao Mo Chi gazed at the Dharma Idols, Heaven and Earth, in front of him, and bowed, “Today, for the great cause of my Wu Kingdom, I ask you all to die!”
[It is so cold at home, my hands are freezing while coding. Wishing you all a happy Spring Festival, a smooth work and study in the new year, good health, and all the best ~ Every day snake snake snake snake ~ ~ ~ ~ ~]
