Chapter 2237: I Can't Resign

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Inside the Great Wall, Jiang Wang dared to split Huang Yeyu with his sword, and Ji Zhaonan’s spear at that time was like a dragon.

Young True Persons staged a scene of Five True Pursuing the World, startling away the Shura King.

They never lacked courage.

Now, with Ying Zheng, who is ready to deduce the Dao at any time, plus a Dongtian treasure artifact named Baqiao...

Jiang Wang never underestimated himself. He even dared to go forward and poke a few swords in a transcendence confrontation, and for a Dao deduction counter-bombardment, he had no reason not to flank and strike, looking for gaps to insert himself. He clearly understood that with this combination, there was indeed a possibility of killing Huang Yeyu – although the danger was also clearly visible.

He rested his sword horizontally on his knee and let the firelight flicker: "This time, we fight for the human race, and set the stage for Shenzhou... I cannot back down."

"With the King's word, the great matter is settled!" Ying Zheng then stood up: "I will go find Chongxuan Fenghua, and in three days, we will meet at this place to assist in the grand event!"

The figure of Great Qin Crown Prince Xiong Kui disappeared at the cave entrance. The three people inside the cave did not speak.

They each sat cross-legged, nourishing their energy and sharpening their focus. Before making the decision, they had many thoughts, each weighing and hesitating. After making the decision, only one thought remained.

The matter was very simple – if they didn't kill Huang Yeyu, there would be no future for them.

No one asked how they would escape after killing Huang Yeyu.

Everyone present understood war.

Killing Huang Yeyu would create a short vacuum behind the enemy lines. What to do next, did they still need to ask?

Although they couldn't directly penetrate deep into the Yushen, cooperating with the human race army to break through the stalemate on the two races' front line was not difficult – and how much victory they could achieve by leveraging this depended on how Xu Wang and the others played it and how the Shura side responded.

In short, if Huang Yeyu wasn't dead, everything was on hold. If Huang Yeyu died, the victory was fixed, the difference was only in how much they could win.

As for how beneficial this battle would be to the Qin state if they won, these were not problems they should consider.

Demon Race, Monster Race, Sea Race, Shura – these were all racial enemies of the human race. Fighting in the frontier wilderness, in places like the Yushen, was precisely fighting for the human race.

If everyone in the world only considered their own country, discussed only their own sect, and even in the face of external races feared damaging their own interests to benefit others, then all such considerations...

The Qi people should only be in the Mirage Realm, the Chu people should only be in the Fallen Immortal Forest, Jing Mu's heroes should only be in the frontier wilderness.

The Demon World should not have sides joining hands, Ji Zhaonan, Chongxuan Zun, did not need to come here.

That year when the Yang country collapsed, there was also no need for cultivators from all over the world to spontaneously go to the sea border, going to the sea two thousand three in a single day!

Jiang Wang, in his capacity as a member of the Taixu Pavilion, had already proven himself through his past deeds.

So Ying Zheng said, since there was only grudges between them, not hatred, then a basis for cooperation existed. Because what they were going to do was not just contend for one person's honor, but as Jiang Wang said, it was to fight for the human race and set the stage for Shenzhou.

It was nothing more than "transcendent responsibility."

Jiang Wang raised his hand and gently pressed it down, completely extinguishing the bonfire and returning the stone cave to silent darkness – the wind and clouds had not yet arrived, leaving the firewood to exhaust its time.

If the Yushen could be pacified today, when Shenzhou goes to war in the future, fewer young men from the human race would die!

Inside the dark mountain cave, a wisp of flame ignited.

The abandoned altar was lit.

The firelight cast flickering shadows, like dancing ghosts on the cave wall.

A person wearing a hemp robe stood swaying.

From the cave entrance to here, he had fallen thirteen times, and all had been difficult to crawl back up – this body was truly too fragile, and his divine soul was far from healed. He needed to feel substantial pain and also grasp the endurance of his body shell.

Wu Guanwang's face was wrinkled with pain, and he breathed heavily, but his eyes were full of joyful smiles.

The outside air was truly fresh!

He supported the abandoned altar with both hands, his gaze full of nostalgic sighs.

It had been a long time since he had seen this human world...

How long had he been locked in the Central Heavenly Prison?

The days were uncountable.

That period of time was really too bitter, the methods inside that heavenly prison, even a pervert like him felt perverted.

So much so that even now, he was still a bit dazed – Did I really escape?

The methods of "Ground Treasury" were truly profound and unfathomable, so that even though he was the benefiting party, using it to escape, he still felt uneasy and could not calm himself.

So he could only find his way here.

After all, he had been wandering the jianghu for so many years, and he didn't have many "friends."

He carefully stared at the wisp of flame, using a special method, a unique frequency, continuously feeding divine soul power into it, until at a certain moment, the flame flickered and turned green.

"Hmm?" A voice rang out from inside the green flame: "Wu Guan?"

Qin Guangwang's curse technique secret message finally connected with Qin Guangwang. Or to put it more accurately – Qin Guangwang finally eliminated the danger of this conversation and responded.

"Boss! It's me!" Although he wasn't in his own body, Wu Guanwang's face still showed heartfelt emotion, grievance, and closeness. Tears filled his eyes: "I contacted you so many times, I finally see you, I thought I would never see you in this life... Boss!"

"Aiya, aiya—" Qin Guangwang's voice seemed very troubled: "You still managed to find me, Wu Guan, my good comrade. How many people have you brought to chase and kill me this time?"

"Boss, what are you saying?!" Wu Guanwang was suddenly angry, sad, and indignant: "I am loyal and devoted to you, completely dedicated! When I was in the Central Heavenly Prison, I never forgot the organization for a moment. No matter how that old thief tortured me, I didn't say a word! I always kept secrets for the organization! I defended the dignity of Hell No Door with my life!"

"Is that so?" Qin Guangwang's voice said: "How come all my secret ghost sheds have been wiped out?"

"It must have been Song Emperor King and the others who reported it!" Wu Guanwang said viciously: "That old thing called Kuang Yuixin, I saw early on that he was unreliable, he is a double-faced, three-knife dog thief. As soon as my body is a little better, I will go exterminate his clan, to avenge the brothers and vent your anger, Boss!"

Qin Guangwang chuckled: "Okay, okay... So what's the matter now? Did you escape from the Central Heavenly Prison?"

"Yes, Boss, I didn't lose your face!" Wu Guanwang said with tears streaming down his face: "I endured humiliation and hardship, suffered torture, relied on my tenacious will and belief in the organization, never giving up hope. Finally, I found an opportunity and, relying on my own efforts, successfully escaped from the Central Heavenly Prison!"

"Wow, after so many years, you are the first one to escape from the Central Heavenly Prison." Qin Guangwang's voice was full of admiration: "Later, when our organization is restored, we can add one item – a certain Yama of Hell No Door successfully escaped from the Central Heavenly Prison. Don't you think business will be much better?"

Wu Guanwang felt that the taste of these words wasn't right and hurriedly said: "Someone else escaped before, that person was called Min... Minhar! Right, the divine envoy of the Mu country. The Central Heavenly Prison sounds scary, but in reality, Sang Xianshou is old and frail. Others couldn't escape just because they weren't capable enough! Boss, you still don't know my capability?"

Qin Guangwang said: "Oh, what happened to Minhar later?"

Wu Guanwang was baffled: "How would I know that?"

"People still need to read more books. As assassins, we also need to keep up with the times and learn without slack. Otherwise, it's easy to be eliminated." Qin Guangwang's voice sighed slightly: "Wu Guan ah, I am very optimistic about you. But let's meet when you truly live down. The organization is very fragile now and cannot afford risks, you need to understand—"

"I understand, understand... but I really live down!" Wu Guanwang patted his not-so-reliable body forcefully: "Look, how healthy I am!"

Qin Guangwang sighed for a long time: "Let's talk, what is the purpose of you going to such lengths to contact me?"

"Since I escaped, of course I'm going home!" Wu Guanwang said as a matter of course: "Boss, I miss you so much, I want to continue following you!"

Qin Guangwang did not comment: "Before returning, do you have any requests?"

"Indeed, there's a small matter..." Wu Guanwang probed: "Can you help me check my body and soul? Boss, you are my only friend, my only brother. I always treat you as an elder brother, as the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father—"

Qin Guangwang interrupted him: "You are not sure whether you have hidden means from the Central Heavenly Prison?"

"A group of walking corpses in the Central Heavenly Prison, only knowing how to torture people, what means could they have that I wouldn't detect?" Wu Guanwang sneered: "However, this time I escaped from the Central Heavenly Prison, although mainly relying on my own efforts, I did get help from one person. This person is too mysterious, I'm not sure of His purpose—hey?"

The green flame in front suddenly disappeared.

Qin Guangwang's words were not finished before they disappeared, the connection was broken very simply.

Wu Guanwang patted the altar: "Hello? Hello? Hello?"

His voice echoed lonely in the mountain cave.

Lonely Wu Guanwang finally realized that the boss would not come back.

He kicked up in anger: "I understand what's going on!"

The organization's leader acted like this, it was truly infuriating. He was indignant: "This old man did not leave or abandon you, you broke and abandoned this old man—this broken organization has no human feelings at all!"

But obviously, his understanding of "human feelings" was not deep enough.

Because in the next moment, a dangerous power burst out, the mountain cave rumbled, curse light ran wild, and the entire abandoned altar exploded!

Wu Guanwang only managed to leave behind an angry scold: "Are you even human? You even bomb your own people—"

The abandoned altar was completely destroyed, leaving no trace. The mountain cave also collapsed on the spot. All contacts were buried.

Thousands of miles away in Ji country, there was an inn called "Certain Inn."

As a new signboard, it adopted a low-key and comfortable style, not too eye-catching.

Inside this not-too-eye-catching inn, in a medium-priced guest room.

The room was empty, but suddenly there was a rustling sound, followed by a string of curses: "Damn Qin Guangwang. This old man's bright moon shines in the ditch, a chest full of loyalty fed to dogs, truly not a single shred of hope left!"

A person rolled out from under the bed.

Three breaths before, this was just a corpse.

Of course, now that he opened his eyes, he had become Wu Guanwang.

He looked at his new self with dissatisfaction: "Fortunately, this old man also used a spare body..."

Along with Qin Guangwang taking the path of self-destruction, taking on the big order to assassinate the Jing country's royal family. The assassin organization Hell No Door, whose fame was rising, was flattened overnight.

As a veteran of the organization, he, who unfortunately fell into the net, had all his blood coffins plundered, and his "collection" naturally became Sang Xianshou's collection.

His main body was almost wasted, and the several bodies he borrowed temporarily were not too suitable.

Otherwise, he would not have needed Qin Guangwang's help.

Changing bodies multiple times, each time weakening the connection with the previous body, allowing himself to become a new person each time – who could still make use of him?

Cause and effect be damned, fate is all nonsense.

As long as he changed bodies diligently, he himself wouldn't remember who he was.

But to truly not remember who he was, to lose himself in the human world – he was still one step short.

It was also this time he was captured by Sang Xianshou that he realized this problem.

So he chose to live here.

After escaping the Central Heavenly Prison, he didn't make an effort to run elsewhere, instead just stopping in the Central Domain. Ji country wasn't a special place, nothing more than being a bit close to Guanhe Terrace.

But there was one point – next to Ji country was Wo country.

Wo country was Tan Du Xuan's home. It was the one investigated in the Central Heavenly Prison, that Tan Du Xuan who was born with a thirst for human blood, saddened by milk, and happy with blood.

However, before solving the problem, he had to solve the body problem first – this body now was truly not suitable for heavy use. Not to mention relying on it to contend with the world's heroes, it was even hard to rely on it to flatter the world's heroes.

He now even had to carefully allocate strength when farting.

If he truly fought and released power, this physical body probably wouldn't last three breaths.

Putting another corpse under the bed, Wu Guanwang slowly and leisurely began to change clothes, still tidying his appearance against a bronze mirror. He was now in the guise of a scholar, and indeed quite weak. He took out a money bag from who knows where, and casually wiped off the mark on it.

He slowly and leisurely walked outside.

A single stone dropped into water can stir up a large ripple. This is an "abnormality" within the order. And the Mirror World Platform is most skilled at capturing abnormalities. Simply put – he was not preparing to pay his bill.

He came to the counter downstairs, settled the account with the shopkeeper, paid a full month's room fee, and then went out.

This "Certain Inn" was a chain inn opened by a cloud country chamber of commerce, said to be an entrepreneurial attempt by the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion.

With Wu Guanwang's living experience, it was still not bad.

It was a pity that the "old flirt" surnamed Ye was very evil, and many notorious predecessors had suffered losses there.

Otherwise, in such a prosperous place as Cloud country, he really wanted to relax.

There would always be an opportunity.

Wu Guanwang leisurely looked left and right, subtly observing the surroundings.

After confirming that there were no problems, he still wandered in the city for half an hour, then naturally turned and went out the city gate, straight towards the far suburbs.

The purpose of this trip was very clear, he had already inquired about it a few days ago – Ji country had a Divine Ascension powerful being ten years ago who unfortunately died in battle and was buried in Ji country's royal tomb.

They all said that Divine Ascension decayed upon death, and many people understood this to mean that Divine Ascension cultivators' flesh would collapse at the moment of death in battle.

Actually, it was not so.

According to the age before birth, injury, and other factors of superhuman cultivators, there would be different decay processes.

In Wu Guanwang's experience, this Divine Ascension corpse should still be usable. Of course, it was not as good as one that had just died, but it was still much stronger than this weak body now.

With the power of Wu Guanwang, a Divine Ascension remnant body could also display extraordinary power, sweeping through small countries was not a problem.

Ji country was not a big country, with only one Divine Ascension powerful being in the entire country.

But a place like the imperial tomb was naturally heavily guarded. There were also quite a few messy arrays.

Wu Guanwang had already researched it thoroughly, but he still patiently observed it again.

Finally, when the moon was high in the sky, Wu Guanwang carefully avoided the guards and entered the tomb garden.

The tomb garden at night was very gloomy, but to him, it was like home, he wouldn't get lost even with his eyes closed.

He could find the target by following the corpse qi, let alone that he also had a complete imperial tomb map. With almost no effort, he had already approached the tomb where the target was located.

Wu Guanwang, ever cautious, became more unwilling to be careless the closer he got to the target.

He completely restrained his breath, proceeding in a state close to that of a corpse with his many years of assassin experience – even powerful beings who could detect blood qi from afar would be unable to discover his existence.

After a moment, he stopped proactively and lay casually on the ground, blending into the tomb garden. If not for the lack of a coffin and yellow soil, this was a most ordinary corpse.

It wasn't because he detected any movement, but as an excellent assassin, he wanted to confirm the target's situation again and was unwilling to act rashly.

The moment an assassin strikes is the moment they succeed. Before that is long preparation, and after that is neat cleanup. As a veteran, he had also given opinions on the operating principles of Hell No Door – although the leader was not a good person.

The tomb garden was gloomy, and occasionally there were the sounds of old crows.

Wu Guanwang didn't even have breath. The eyelids of this corpse flipped open, the pupils turned wildly, and stopped in an instant, leaving only a vast expanse. He blew away the vast "fog," and his eyes showed the scene where the target was located.

This was precisely the fundamental law he had delivered more than once – the Ten Directions Ghost Mirror.

It was also the secret technique he had connected with various Yamas when he was in the organization.

He suddenly saw –

Above the extremely grand tomb where his target was located, a shadow was floating!

Someone had actually gotten there first?

Wu Guanwang concentrated more, looking carefully.

He saw that under the moonlight, that person's ten fingers were forming seals, changing non-stop.

Although he was full of ghost qi, his face was refined and his demeanor was elegant.

What an upright ghost cultivator!