Chapter 2520: My Virtue is Lacking

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The tombstone of the famous scholar-saint, Gongsun Xi, hangs suspended above Avici Hell. And concerning this person's existence, it is buried right here.

The Longevity Monarch, who personally carved the name on it, looks extremely weak, as if he could be blown away by the wind. To carve a name for Gongsun Xi, who was in fact already dead, and in a situation where Zhuge Yi First had already discovered his name and gradually nailed him down, he still expended a great deal of energy. His silk robe clings to his body, appearing quite thin, without any trace of the majesty and preciousness he was once known for as the "South Pole Longevity Emperor Monarch".

What "emperor name is not permitted", what "South Dipper reverses its heart". The destruction of the South Dipper Hall by the Chu country earlier had many reasons, which seemed logical and natural, but its biggest use was for today. In the past, the Chu country's power tilted towards the South Dipper, its soldiers surrounded Degree Misery Peak, pressing down on the southern border and shaking the world, but it was just a wisp of mountain wind before a sudden thunder and rain. The disaster of the destruction of the South Dipper Hall was only to use him as a sword today, to stab down a transcendent one!

He could not complete the grand plan of the South Dipper generations by advancing, nor could he defend the South Dipper's ten thousand-year foundation by retreating. Under the majesty of the Chu country, he was like a fluttering moth unable to fly out of a lampshade. He truly could not find any qualification for majesty.

The Longevity Monarch, suspended in the air, carefully managed his gaze. A person who was always welcomed with kneeling worship also understood etiquette and tact very well. He properly moved his gaze, finally looking towards An Guo Duke, who was covered in face armor: "As before the agreement—"

"Go!" Chu Heavenly Son waved his hand.

Wu Zhao Chang personally led soldiers, surrounding Degree Misery Peak, with the determination to besiege it for a hundred years, to exhaust a generation of people in the South Dipper's small world to death, and force the Longevity Monarch to make a choice. Either disappear into the river of history with the South Dipper Hall, or become the sword of the Chu people and carve a name in Fall Immortal Forest... This choice was not difficult to make. Of course, this choice was also completed at the beginning of this game, at the moment when Gongsun Xi had no time for other things.

The entire Chu country was like a huge war puppet, every part resonating with the booming sound of being fully activated. Fall Immortal Forest was set for today, and the transcendent one inside Fall Immortal Forest would die today. The Chu Heavenly Son had just finished a final round of purges in the Imperial Extreme Hall, where heads rolled and forces obstructing the new policy were swept away, before coming to Fall Immortal Forest with his sword to execute a transcendent one.

On one side, blood rain and foul wind raged within, while on the other, such military achievements were being created for the outside world! He grasped this hegemonic country of Southern Chu just like he held this Red Phoenix Emperor Sword in his hand— its sharpness was hard to resist, and its solidity spanned a thousand autumns.

The Longevity Monarch said no other words, only performed a ritual to the Chu Heavenly Son: "Many thanks for Your Majesty's magnanimity!" Then he leaped up and jumped into the temporary bright white sky light after the clouds dissipated and the fog scattered.

"Good indeed!" Ksitigarbha stood on the cliff wall, joining his palms in praise: "I thought Your Majesty would conveniently kill him to cut off future troubles." He wore Tian An Ping's face, embodying an abnormally warm smile. He was always so compassionate, kind, and tolerant. Just as he had just urgently wanted to take away Gongsun Xi's corpse, it was not because he couldn't see that this person still had the possibility of returning from oblivion. He was tolerant of everyone.

Chu Heavenly Son looked at him faintly: "A Heavenly Son's word is heavier than mountains and rivers. How can I break faith with the world and make the Chu Seal unreliable?" This Longevity Monarch was first stripped of his emperor title, then his sect was destroyed, and finally he was forced to become the long sword of Chu, witnessing the fall of a transcendent one. His heart and spirit were completely shattered. Even if he had absolute peak cultivation, he would no longer be a threat.

Ksitigarbha asked about the agreement between the Longevity Monarch and the Chu country, but he was actually emphasizing himself. Seeing the Chu Emperor's words, he smiled: "People outside the mountain sincerely know the weight of the Heavenly Son now!" As he said this, he scooped with his hand, like scooping the moon from water. Then, from within that tombstone, he scooped up a wisp of white smoke. This wisp of white smoke first transformed into Gongsun Xi's last hunched and rugged appearance, then into a meatball with forty-nine skulls and ninety-eight arms, and finally into a white, broken-tailed Disaster Fight King Beast— a living broken-tailed white dog, shaking its head in the air.

Jiang Wang had actually always been thinking about one problem. Gongsun Xi was already completely dead, a betrayer of the various saints era, the chief culprit of the present world's Fall Immortal Forest, inscribed on a stele, forever writing the ending of death. Of course, the complete truth about the fall of the various saints era was perhaps also buried with him. He only left behind a story mixed with many lies, but it was unclear how much was true and how much was false.

Gongsun Xi gnawed and devoured the remnants of the various saints era, piecing together the body of the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint, and also transformed scripture to seize the gate and leave his body. What could Ksitigarbha still obtain from Gongsun Xi's body? Now he probably understood clearly... What remained was Gongsun Xi's ability, inherited from the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint: "hidden with the world, knowing and seeing all things"!

Gongsun Xi obviously achieved transcendence after exclusively occupying the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint, and then combining the nearly infinite knowledge and infinite power of the various saints. He had been constantly supplementing his cognition all these years, actually also constantly digesting the legacy of the various saints. He did possess nearly infinite power, but the vast majority of this power had to be used to suppress the conflict of the various saints' thoughts, and to suppress the possibility of the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint's body collapsing at any time.

It was also unclear whether this "hidden with the world, knowing and seeing all things" ability existed when the various saints created the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint, or if it was developed after Gongsun Xi exclusively occupied this body? Jiang Wang was more inclined to the former. According to Gongsun Xi, the various saints' vision for the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint was "a supreme saint body capable of evolving all great daos, evolving the ultimate great power." "Evolving all great daos" was obviously impossible, not because the various saints were not powerful enough, but this expression already represented the power of a truly great achievement supreme saint.

The Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint, as the last weapon relied upon by the various saints, should be in a state where its power was infinitely close to a great achievement supreme saint, its thoughts were temporarily aggregated by the various saints, and its power was controlled by the Confucian Ancestor and Law Ancestor leading, with other various saints assisting. It should be in this form. "Constantly supplementing cognition, infinitely close to cognizing all great daos," was, in the situation where it was impossible to "evolve all great daos," a choice that was infinitely close to that level.

The white smoke transformed into a broken-tailed white dog, still constantly puffing out skin and flesh, seeming to undergo some changes, but before people could see clearly, it transformed into a beam of light stream and penetrated into the sun wheel Buddha light behind Ksitigarbha's head. Ksitigarbha's face was filled with an incomparably sincere smile: "Various donors, we have fate to meet again. Regardless of this life or the next." At this time, it was already impossible to distinguish between the Buddha light and the sunlight, and he thus disappeared from sight. Only at the position where he had previously stood, the vital energy did not surge towards there, as if in awe of a transcendent one's nobility, still prostrating to the majesty he left behind.

Avici Hell was dead silent. The city that Chu Crown Prince Xiong Zi Du had dispatched troops to rebuild above Hell had become historical dust and smoke by the time the transcendent one's battlefield approached here— Xiong Zi Du was still chatting with Great Chu National Teacher Fan Shi Jue, saying, "Fortunately, we didn't spend money on Ji Jing Lu to buy a city, otherwise we might have lost big this time. Look at this business I did, isn't it clever?" Only they were speaking.

The huge Hell entrance was like a sky pit. That bronze long spear named Turtle Though Longevity seemed to have fulfilled its long-cherished wish, and its light converged further. The killing aura that rushed to the sky was gone, and the copper shaft was silent like water washing over it, obviously having reached a higher level. Jumping into the bottomless Hell through this was actually killing into the ghost qi. The Netherworld Great World had almost no defenses against the present world; as long as one's power was sufficient, one could go to any position within it, but it was after all not as intimate as a place with extremely prosperous ghost qi.

Ancient famous soldiers were left to the people cheaply. But this saint soldier was not ordinary; it did not fall after Pang Min's death. Now it was probably already close to a cave heaven treasure, and could be regarded as a class of cave heaven treasure. This was Wu Xun's reward for his merits. Perhaps there were still some political exchanges, which were not reflected here.

This war of the Chu country resolved the evil view of a transcendent one like Gongsun Xi in the shadows, and broke through the biggest obstacle to suppressing Fall Immortal Forest. It could be said to have won back a thousand years of national fortune. In the distribution after the war, they were also very generous, not deducting anything from any "ally" this time.

Chu Heavenly Son casually waved his hand, pushing Gongsun Xi's tombstone to one side and piling up a grave mound at the edge of Avici Hell. He looked towards Jiang Wang: "Today's battle was quite demanding on Zhenhe True Monarch. This battle broke the Nameless and obtained the hundred classics. These hundred classics are transmitted from the various saints and should be returned to the world. Of course, before this, the Chu people have the responsibility to slightly screen them for the world, remove the dross and keep the essence, to avoid the harm of old remnants— Jiang True Monarch may choose three parts to transmit to your family and continue your sect."

The hundred classics of the various sons, which were seized from within the Heavenly Derivation Supreme Saint's body, were undoubtedly the most important harvest in this war for the Chu country. The hundred classics of the various saints all clearly pointed to the absolute peak path, and it was no exaggeration to say that more than ten parts among them pointed to transcendence! At least those saints were all existences who had clearly transcended the absolute peak and looked towards transcendence.

Just like the Fishing Dragon Guest, Cover Sea, and Meng Tian Hai of this era. They all had their own paths to transcendence, only unable to achieve it at that moment in their lives. If there hadn't been that great calamity... the glory of the various saints era was simply unimaginable. Therefore, the Chu Heavenly Son's promise to select three classics at this moment could not be said to be ungenerous. He could have directly selected three parts of the original classics that gave birth to true saints. Establishing a sect was not in words, and originating from ten thousand ancient times was not impossible either.

But he only held the small Wealth God in his palm and returned his sword to its sheath: "Jiang certain came here not for Chu, but for the sake of a relative elder. Left Grandpa is as healthy as ever, and my reward has already been obtained. I will still go back to eat later— Your Majesty needs not be polite." He did not view this war as a transaction between him and the Chu country. He also did not plan to have too deep an intersection with the Chu country's court. Everything originated from the Left family, and also stopped at the Left family. Of course, now perhaps one still had to add Fan Shi Jue... He truly couldn't understand how his little senior brother from Pure Ritual had run to the Chu country, transformed into this appearance, and even become the national teacher! He had looked over several times just now, and this bald head was still tilting his head, pretending to be curious and unfamiliar!

Earlier, when the Nameless one wanted to ascend to supreme saint with the evil Buddha and sought the "Three Treasures Tathagata Scripture," he had stood out with all sentient beings to respond to destiny, and every word and sentence of the scripture relied on approaching this honored Bodhisattva. How could this bald head still feel that he could hide— if it weren't for the many people here, he would have gotten him to tell him everything. The old monk on Three Treasures Mountain was not there, and even the most honest little bald head had run out wearing a mask! Did he, Jiang certain, not take good care of his little senior brother, lacking in supplying him with enough incense offerings, resulting in him having to come to the Chu country to work for others? To be honest, he felt a little sour inside. How could his little senior brother be someone who could mix in the officialdom? He, this former Wu An Marquis, was still trembling with fear! Officialdom was an unfathomably deep abyss of turbid water, only people like Sheng Ge Er, who were full of fat brains, could swim freely within it.

Jiang Wang's attitude was clear, and the Chu Heavenly Son did not force him, only looking again at the small Wealth God he was holding: "The owner of Ling Xiao Pavilion activated As You Wish Immortal Palace out of emotion, and the Chu people cannot not repay it. Pavilion Master Ye, these hundred classics of the various saints, please also choose one part, to fulfill the courtesy of the Southern Domain." Jiang Wang never made decisions for Ye Qing Yu, only holding up the small Wealth God so that she could clearly see the Chu Heavenly Son. The gold-bodied small Wealth God lightly opened its lips: "Small god came here not for Chu either, just doing what I should do. Your Majesty's intention is heavier than mountains and seas, small god has already seen its vastness, and cannot bear its thickness." The intention was conveyed, but the ritual was not received.

Chu Heavenly Son looked towards Left Xiao, and Left Xiao nodded. He also supported Jiang Wang and Ye Qing Yu's decision, and would not come out to advise them to accept anything. Chu Heavenly Son thus sighed. At such a moment of great victory, holding the emperor sword in his hand, he felt a few points of desolation: "I have four seasons, and spring will end. I have the world, but there is no return. If the generous reward is not received, then how can this emotion be entrusted?" His sigh, of course, was not only because Jiang Wang and Ye Qing Yu refused the Chu country's reward, but because there was such a person, no matter how he rewarded merit, how generously he rewarded, it already had no meaning...

Beside the sky pit at the entrance of Avici Hell, there now stood a stele with "Gongsun Xi" carved on it. The white stele stone was tall and thick, and the patterns and carvings were very carefully done, basically conforming to the ritual system and matching Gongsun Xi's identity. Of course, only this stele was carved to match— after all, if a wooden board were casually inserted and said to be the tomb of a famous scholar-saint, it would lack a lot of persuasiveness. The grave mound slightly bulged, but naturally there was no corpse within. The empty coffin held the name, and soil was buried with soil.

Gongsun Xi was dead. No one sighed for him. Because at the same time... Rumble, rumble, rumble! Stars extinguished one by one, and immortal palaces returned one by one. The information star river within Zhang Hua Platform, which was like a coiled dragon, had stopped coiling at some point. The debate sound, which clashed like metal and jade, also sank into silence with the name of the saint. In the depths of the star river, near to the illusory reflection, at the end point of all information floods, the huge body that had stood there for many years, named "Zhuge Yi First," silently opened its eyes. This pair of eyes did not look at any one person, but gazed at the mountains and rivers of the Chu land, the stars in the Chu sky, and also saw any one Chu person.

This huge body, which diverted the information river with thirty-three spine points, did not vomit anything again this time. Because there was no more lifespan to vomit. He slowly closed his eyes, like a sandcastle destroyed by a wave, thus collapsing with a rumble in the star river. The wave was time, and the star sand was the information counted drop by drop since the establishment of Chu. Great Chu Star Witch Zhuge Yi First... calculated to exhaustion and died!

He left no last words. His departure also did not cause any waves. Only the information star river within Zhang Hua Platform had an instant of disorder, and soon, according to his design before death, under the cooperative leadership of the twelve pivot officials, it restored its operation. This time did not exceed three breaths, minimizing the impact on the Chu country. Only within Zhang Hua Platform did cries sound successively, and the cries gradually transmitted out of Fall Immortal Forest, gradually echoing in the Chu country land. Only in the ten thousand li of Chu land, ghosts and gods mourned together. Only the billion Chu people lost a guardian god who had stood in the Chu land for three thousand seven hundred sixty-one years!

Lifespan ten thousand years, stopping at four thousand. Now, how sorrowful! Chu Heavenly Son wore his crown, held his long sword, stood high in the sky, looking back at the Chu land, divine phoenixes circled the sky, true dragons turned their eyes, yet he only sighed faintly— "My virtue is thin!"