Chapter 2596: Retreating with Words

"It's your turn... isn't it?"

This sentence felt like no one had ever said it to Cang Tu Shen, and yet... it felt like he had heard it many times before.

The words were not the same, but the events had happened repeatedly.

None of the statues of the Great Shepherd Kings stationed along the mountain path had died facing away from the mountain.

They all drew their swords directly facing It!

Where exactly did this courage come from?

"Then—it's your turn."

The great spirit opened its wolf mouth, a kind of dignity that overlooked time: "Although god loves all beings, it does not forgive the stubborn. Then let this venerable one end the He Lian imperial clan and erase this chapter of your story... In that year of heavy wind and rain, Qing Tong Er, who almost froze to death at the foot of Qiong Lu Mountain, now has his entire bloodline buried on Qiong Lu Mountain. It can be considered a cycle of karma, with a beginning and an end."

He Lian Zhao Tu still slowly walked forward.

Cang Tu Shen intimidated, and he still walked. Cang Tu Shen issued a challenge, and he still walked.

God had its will.

He had his order.

Although the road ahead was difficult, his feet were firmly on the ground. Just proving the Absolute Peak and then ascending to heaven, this process of slowly moving forward carried by the heavenly wind was also the process of him adapting to the power of the Absolute Peak.

It was still snowing in the Heavenly Kingdom, and He Lian Zhao Tu was like a lone ant moving on the vast square.

The spirit seemed somewhat impatient and shouted: "Come closer!"

Rumble!

On the vast square, the stone slabs began to move. He Lian Zhao Tu, standing on the stone slabs, was like being carried by a war chariot.

He simply stopped walking and quietly looked at the spirit.

The Cang Qing color reflected the Cang Qing color. The young king's eyes were without fear.

The once glorious temple, which had been magnificent to the extreme, was now only ruins.

The honorable statue of the wolf-eagle-horse in front of the temple still looked dignified, but it was also stained with a bit of "past" dust.

Decay and defeat!

"Qing Tong Er's bloodline is all as cold and thin as him. This venerable one has protected the grassland for five thousand three hundred and eighty years. Even a blade of grass, a wild flower in this land exists because of god. Without this venerable one, none of this would exist. The demon tide would have swept the grassland long ago!" God only sighed: "And you all, you have no reverence for the spirit."

"Seize God" should have been completed before Zhi Di Zang's defeat.

At that time, Mu Guo with a Present World God from a certain Mu Guo camp, with a Great Shepherd Empress who had established supreme merits, with a Cang Tu Shen religion that had been completely incorporated into state control... naturally could calmly respond to the subsequent changes in the situation. Whether it was the Underworld, or even Shen Xiao.

But now Zhi Di Zang was dead, the true Di Zang was born, the Underworld had merged with the Present World, and all sides had already entered the Underworld to divide seats and carve up meat!

This "Seize God" war had not yet been completed.

Naturally, a big problem had occurred.

For the final chapter of this "Seize God," Mu Guo had negotiated with Jing Guo, and with Jing Guo, and even with Zhi Di Zang. They all had different degrees of compromise. Mu Guo had already invested too much internally and externally.

If the current goals could not be achieved, it would be a huge deficit for the state. In the current era of various heroes contending, running slow was falling behind, and retreating even more so was a fatal disease!

And if the Great Shepherd Heavenly Son, He Lian Shan Hai, was also trapped in the Heavenly Kingdom, then a huge hole would appear.

This hole could only be filled by the descendants of the He Lian clan.

This was the responsibility of the He Lian family, and this was exactly why He Lian Zhao Tu had walked to this point.

"Before climbing the mountain, I already thought of all the outcomes. The best outcome, of course, is that you are already on the verge of death, and I walk up and give you the final blow."

"The worst outcome is just as you described. My ancestors are dead, my clan is extinct, my parents are all perished, and only I am left!"

On the stone slab rapidly approaching the spirit, He Lian Zhao Tu calmly said: "Honored God must also know that you have nothing that can make me revere. And I have already welcomed the worst outcome, what else does Honored God want me to fear?"

Life's greatest terror is nothing more than death.

To die for the state is the king's destiny!

Because he had ascended to this position and held the highest power, he should bear the greatest responsibility.

"However—"

He Lian Zhao Tu raised his head. His Cang Qing eyes, inherited from his ancestors, shone with brilliant light: "Clearly occupying a great advantage, clearly you have transcendent honor and can crush me effortlessly. Why... are you actually more anxious than I am?"

The confrontation between the young king and god was just like the millions of years of wind and snow on this mountaintop. Ultimately, the spirit did not die, and ultimately the king long succeeded. Ultimately, one side would overwhelm the other.

Exactly at this time, a sound of "Clang!"

Behind the winding mountain path, a long bell rang.

Cang Tu Shen no longer spoke. His wolf mouth suddenly opened, actually opening a fan-shaped gate cave ten thousand zhang wide with wolf teeth as the edge! Instantly, the heavenly wind howled. The stone slab carrying He Lian Zhao Tu shone with divine light and suddenly crashed forward, actually penetrating into this gate cave!

That red road laid out by the wolf tongue extended into a deep, empty place, to an unknown land.

Only He Lian Zhao Tu's golden body shone brightly on this wolf-tongue corridor.

It suddenly closed its wolf mouth, as if it had swallowed this Supervising Prince!

The sound of fangs colliding also shattered the distant bell sound.

He Lian Zhao Tu, of course, resisted for the first time, raising national power to bombard against it. After a long silence, a sword erupted, shaking the sky, exploding millions of zhang of thunder. From outside his body, a huge lightning hook spear formed.

Ultimately, the thunder was pressed into a muffled drum, the brilliant light was ground into dimness, and slowly swallowed down.

The god statue with a wolf body, eagle wings, and horse feet still remained motionless in the snow.

On the vast, boundless square, the wind and snow howled.

The great spirit's Cang Qing eyes were already without any emotion. It was as if a noisy mask had been removed. It just indifferently gazed into the distance—

Beyond the wind and snow was a long mountain path.

What kind of mountain path was this?

The successive emperors of Mu Guo withered generation by generation beside the path.

This was a road to heaven!

Great Cang Tu Shen ordered its subordinate gods and servant gods to chisel this pilgrimage stairway.

And since that year the Heavenly Kingdom sealed the door, those who ascended this long stairway were all god-slayers.

The spirit watched quietly in front of the temple.

In the increasingly intense wind and snow, in such a wild and unrestrained snow scene, a Qing Shan slowly became clear, as if some drunk madman had drawn heavy strokes on this snow scene painting.

The eyes embedded in the wolf's head thus turned.

Jiang Wang originally didn't intend to ascend the mountaintop.

Although he had already ascended to the Human Race's Absolute Peak, he inevitably had to consider the overall situation of the Human Race. Helping Mu Guo stabilize the situation before Shen Xiao opened was also beneficial to the future. Plus, he had a long-term good relationship with Mu Guo, and Yun Yun's entrustment... It was no big problem to make this trip.

But he also had to see to what extent he was helping. There was no reason to fill in his life.

According to his original idea—

If Tu Hu wanted to call him the main force to chop Cang Tu Shen, he would definitely turn and leave. Unless Zhao Ru Cheng and He Lian Yun Yun were both trapped in it.

Just dealing with God Tu Hu...

That was still worth drawing his sword to try.

Don't say what the strongest on the grassland, the God Crown Priest, the man closest to god.

Everyone was at the Absolute Peak, what else did you have?

Oh, you were more of a half-god, half-human.

But weren't you not divided now?

Among the contemporary Absolute Peaks, there were indeed those he couldn't defeat, but there was absolutely no one standing in front of him who could make him dare not draw his sword.

Tu Hu had invited him to Cang Tu Heavenly Kingdom only to chop open that mountain path and let He Lian Zhao Tu ascend the mountain.

Killing God Tu Hu had already overfulfilled the task.

He was worthy of Tu Hu's past kindness. He was worthy of any person in Mu Guo.

He originally had already turned to return to his Bai Gu Divine Palace, to his Bai Yu Capital restaurant, but for some reason, his mind was always imprinted with He Lian Zhao Tu's back as he brushed past him in the wind and snow. He always thought of the fleeting glance when the frost mist dispersed—the statues of the kings who ascended one by one in silence. He also thought of the white wool wind that still hadn't stopped on the vast grassland.

Finally, he took the branch of tally in his hand and lightly weighed it.

One jin three liang, extraordinarily heavy.

"Xu Dai He Lian outside, full authority state affairs..." He murmured: "Holding this power, it's not good not to bear this responsibility. Otherwise... go up and take a look?"

If the situation went wrong, he would immediately withdraw.

He reached out and beckoned. The Guang Wen Bell, which had already restored its ancient bronze color in the air, actually did not resist and obediently fell into his hand.

They were all old friends, and there was no need to reacquaint themselves. Tying this bell to his waist, he finally had a bit of confidence. Jiang Wang then went up the mountain.

Since stepping out, he no longer hesitated. His footsteps were light, and his clothes fluttered.

Layered mountains and stacked clouds suddenly retreated far away. Thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, in one thought.

"The comer is a guest, Jiang Zhen Jun has traveled a long way!"

A magnificent voice echoed in the sky of the boundless square.

Jiang Wang, who had just stepped onto the mountaintop, calmly lifted his eyes. The wind and snow all over the sky immediately cleared!

What heavenly wind and frozen snow was not allowed to approach him. It only circled outside the mountain.

He naturally saw the ruined temple, and also saw the complete wolf-eagle-horse god in front of the temple.

He did feel a kind of unfathomable abyss-like momentum, with hidden pressure, as if the sky was about to collapse.

But the collapse of heaven and the cracking of earth... was also just ordinary.

He had seen the birth and destruction of the world many times, and this still couldn't scare him.

"Not difficult," he said with a smile.

"Why did Jiang Zhen Jun come?" the great spirit asked.

"Uh..." Not expecting a grand war, and not seeing He Lian Zhao Tu's figure, Jiang Wang said: "Honored God, you busy yourself, no need to greet. I'm just casually looking!"

The mountaintop was silent for a time.

The great god simply didn't speak, and Jiang Wang really... looked.

He looked left and right. Sometimes his eyes glowed red and gold, and sometimes firelight illuminated his pupils, as if he wanted to see all the broken bricks and tiles of this temple clearly. As if he wanted to see clearly the eighteen generations of Cang Tu Shen's ancestors.

The spirit finally spoke again, this time with a few points of dignity: "You carry the tally of a mortal country under this venerable one's seat. You rashly intrude into the Heavenly Kingdom. Could it be that you also want to challenge the spirit?"

Jiang Wang seemed to have looked into god's eyes. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "Oh! A friend gave it to me. I just carry it on my body to play. I didn't intend to make you misunderstand! I'll return it later."

The spirit said: "Since that is the case, offer up this tally and I will pardon your rudeness."

"It's not that I'm unwilling," Jiang Wang's face showed difficulty. He inadvertently waved his hand, and a drop of flame divided into three colors of firelight, falling on the ground brick. He said: "But someone gave it to me, and it's not good for me to casually regift it. How about this, wait until I return it, and you can find him yourself to ask?"

"Jiang Wang!" The spirit seemed to be restraining its anger: "Do you really want to be an enemy of this venerable one?"

Jiang Wang said solemnly: "I have no such intention!"

"Then you retreat."

"Uh, I still want to look more."

"What's there to look at?!" the spirit was annoyed.

"I just don't know what's so good to look at here—" Jiang Wang looked around left and right again, and said quite seriously: "I want to know, this era's most glorious temple is right in front of me, why is there nothing worth looking at?"

With his San Mei True Fire, which had three mysteries, plus the help of Guang Wen Bell, he actually couldn't know this divine country.

There was indeed a kind of power beyond imagination covering everything.

But if one was truly invincible, why would they need to hide?

The spirit instantly restored its calm, and its voice also became indifferent: "Young man, your curiosity will harm you."

"I just looked two more times, and Honored God actually threatened me with death!!" Jiang Wang looked at the honorable god statue in front of him and slowly drew his sword: "Jiang Someone is not good at fighting in life. Disputes can be avoided if possible. But if you must force me..."

"Ignorant junior! How do you see how high the heaven is!?" The spirit's voice rumbled: "This is not a battlefield you can get involved in! Since it was Tu Hu who invited you, then call Tu Hu to come! If god's grace is betrayed and the sacrificer bites back, perhaps it can move this venerable one three points! Why do you need to die?"

Although the god body was dead, Tu Hu could not come to Cang Tu Heavenly Kingdom. As the Great Priest who preached with the God Crown, he would be subdued by Cang Tu Shen as soon as he appeared. Now he was hiding in Er De Mi, using national power to isolate the inside and outside, only then having a bit of a path to survival.

Jiang Wang pressed his sword halfway, as if he was going to fight and as if he was going to leave: "If Honored God wants to summon him, there's no harm in speaking yourself. Isn't he your god servant? I'm not too familiar with him."

"Stop, stop!" The great spirit's eagle wings flapped lightly: "You are the heaven's pride of the human race, and I am also a present world god. I am unwilling to harm good talent and damage the luck of the human path. Retreat now, and I will pardon your sin. If you worship me in the future, you will have great fortune!"

Jiang Wang's face suddenly changed: "Does Honored God want to take revenge later!?"

"This venerable one still disdains that!" the spirit said: "With my boundless life, why would I harbor finite resentment? Today's rudeness is just youthful vigor, still not knowing that transcendent honor is just a wisp of autumn wind, and leaves fall without a trace. The past is the past."

"Honored God is so generous!" Jiang Wang greatly praised.

Then he changed the subject: "However, there is one thing I don't understand."

The spirit's eyes gazed at him: "No harm in saying. But please—speak carefully."

Jiang Wang then laughed: "Although Jiang Someone is young, I have been fortunate to have seen some transcendent beings. I have seen transcendent ones. There are those who talk about fighting for the human race, wanting others to sacrifice; there are those who are compassionate, wanting to save others at every turn; there are those who are unparalleled in romance, with nine phoenixes flying together, and virtue blessing the world; there are also those who lay out the world, overturn the two realms, and say that no one cannot be killed..."

"You are the first one who only speaks without acting."

"Before this, I hadn't even opened my mouth, and I had already been rubbed flat and round. I didn't know what kind of evening it was."

His hand on the sword hilt was as steady as a rock. His eyes were quiet and cold, but the corners of his mouth curved into a smile: "You wouldn't be... unable to move, right?"

The great spirit was silent for a time. The vast square was all silent. Outside the mountaintop, only the wind and snow howled.

Jiang Wang also pressed his sword motionless, very cautious, but the San Mei True Fire at his feet spread wildly on the temple square. In an instant, it paved into a sea of fire. The three-colored fire snakes leaped and tried, even... crawling up the great god's body.

The spirit's Cang Qing eyes thus drooped, looking with huge anger and dignity, yet only seeing Jiang Wang's smile.

Jiang Zhen Jun said extremely politely: "Junior is impetuous! I don't know transcendent honor! Great as you are, you may allow junior to burn for a while... also considered probing?"

The fiercely burning flames ultimately could not be endured by god alone.

You call this probing!

"Bold madman!! Bully me because of what!"

The great spirit's angry roar made the entire Heavenly Kingdom tremble. Surging, boundless divine power rolled out like an angry tide. The three-colored flames on the god body were immediately extinguished!

The wind and snow suddenly intensified, pressing in from outside the mountain like dragons and tigers.

The terrifying spiritual pressure seemed to make this highest divine mountain collapse.

This power, sufficient to suppress He Lian Zhao Tu, interpreted god's dignity and rolling god's anger.

Jiang Wang, however, grinned: "It's fine if you're not angry, but as soon as you get angry, you let me discover that you... are really a sick cat!"

Merely this level of power display, how can it qualify as transcendent? How can it scare him away?

Zhi Di Zang, who forced war with various sides, was all pushed down to the Yellow Springs by him!

Seizing the opportunity to take a life is the most basic fighting quality.

Jiang Wang just lightly stepped his foot, and then stepped out millions of paths of wildly climbing cracks on the temple square. Within each crack, more flames surged out, as if piercing the ten thousand zhang divine peak and connecting to the endless earth fire.

There was also a frost-white heavenly wind, forcefully breaking open the Heavenly Kingdom, killing from the northwest, crashing into the rampant wind and snow, greatly strangling! Strangling the residual wind into threads, and the snowflakes like crushed salt.

There were also two Dharma bodies, which had already penetrated out with this one step. They boomed before god, face to face with this three zhang high Cang Tu god statue, each only manifesting three zhang tall.

The demon ape on the left side unleashed "Red Dust Calamity Fire," brilliant like blood rolling up half the sky's red clouds. The old monk of all beings on the right side unleashed "Three Treasures I Buddha," with compassionate ferrying. In an instant, the Buddha light nailed the divine light.

The True Self then drew his sword from its sheath, already connecting the sword to the heavenly sea. While bombarding the entire highest divine mountain with the power of the heavenly dao, he also made preparations to escape the Heavenly Kingdom if something went wrong.

The Great Shepherd Tally moved national power, and the boiling sea of heavenly dao, all waiting for his step. One thought here, then ten thousand miles there. If there was no true transcendent power display, it would be absolutely impossible to leave him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huge explosions, almost endless rumbling.

As if the sound of a heavenly drum, yet urged to the extreme with sharp immortal light, it chopped around this mountaintop, not allowing any more faith mist from below the mountain to surge up.

Just in front of Jiang Wang, this huge temple, which was already in ruins... shattered!

Even the broken pillars and broken bricks could not remain, shattering into debris powder in the sky.

And that Cang Tu god statue, with infinite dignity and infinite nobility, left a profound blank in the flying debris powder, in the shape of god.

It was wiped empty with one strike!

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