Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Wang Luo's question was frank and sincere, but before Yang Shijun could respond, someone else had already done it for him.

With the sword light.

A refined sword light rushed towards him, enveloping Yang Jiuzhong's boiling anger.

"You are so mysterious, you are looking for death!"

The sword light of the general in the fusion stage shocked countless people.

Yang Shijun was also a fusion cultivator, and her reaction was very fast, but she was also extremely weak. She tried to raise her hand to pick the stars again, but she could no longer pick up the sword light as clear as pure silver.

The last time she was able to stop Yang Jiuzhong's sword with her bare hands was because Yang Jiuzhong was willing to be stopped by her elder sister, but at this moment, the general's rage had reached a point where no one could stop it.

Yang Jiuzhong had enough reasons to be angry: Wang Luo's overly calm attitude, deliberately provocative tone, and insults to the queen mother in his words...

But he knew very well that these were not even excuses.

There was only one reason why he was always full of anger: Yang Wuyi was dead.

The brother who had followed him since childhood, as weak as a small animal, but more intelligent and mature than anyone else, was dead. He died outside Liuyan City in Sang County and in front of Wang Luo and Li Fengxian.

Yang Jiuzhong had never felt such heartache, as if the whole person was torn in half.

So, he had never felt so angry at this moment, so that even Yang Shijun, who was like a mother to his elder sister, could not stop his revenge.

The sword light was like a silver current, dragging a clear and dazzling trajectory, and it chopped in front of Wang Luo in an instant.

There was no more obstruction during the period.

Only Nan Yingying tried to make a move, but was suppressed by Yu Gong, Guo Yanfeng behind her and Chen Gong in the distance. And in the situation of falling to the bottom of the valley due to the backlash of all living beings, she couldn't even maintain a clear mind, let alone really save people.

So, Wang Luo was hit in the face by the combined sword light.

The difference in strength between the Nascent Soul and the Fusion is as great as two realms, so the normal power of this sword is enough to kill ten times. Moreover, when Yang Jiuzhong drew his sword, he called on the Qingqi army around him. Although the army was not complete due to the rebellion of the four southern counties, it was far from being able to present the mighty and unstoppable peak posture of a hundred thousand troops in eight directions, but with the blessing of the remaining army, Yang Jiuzhong's sword still had the power of the peak of the Fusion.

Theoretically, Wang Luo was dead, and even his body would not be left...

However, the next moment, there was a crisp sound of the breaking of the fairy treasure outside the East City, and Wang Luo was not only alive, but also did not suffer any damage. He was just forced by the sword light, and his body could not help but fly backwards, and his flying momentum was as fast as the sword light.

In the moment when everyone was stunned, Wang Luo had flown into the East Capital on the silver sword light and landed in front of the Qianxingtai.

The seal that should have stood outside the high platform, isolating everything from inside and outside, seemed to have never existed in front of Wang Luo.

However, when several invisible wills quickly followed up and tried to drag Wang Luo back from the Qianxing Platform, they heard the earth humming, and the entire Dongdu seemed to be pulled by someone, releasing an amazing recoil force, and rebounding the invisible will above their heads.

The sky-high blood light in the distant imperial city was cut off, and a blood mist spurted out of Guo Yanfeng's gills. Only Yu Gonghuatou was not affected, but he also showed a look of his skills being shaken.

After that, Wang Luo shook the fragments of the fairy treasure in his hand, which were as bright as stardust, and shook his head and said: "This time there is really not a drop left. The rare treasures collected from the hundreds of countries of the Immortal Alliance have finally been destroyed by you."

Without the protective magic weapon that the Immortal Alliance urgently raised to cross the level, Wang Luo, a mere Nascent Soul, was undoubtedly full of murderous intentions and thrilling every step of the way in the New Heng territory. But he didn't care at all.

Because when the three Mahayana masters couldn't pull him out from the Dongdu platform, there was no risk on his way.

"So, I still have to thank the general for helping me to complete this last section of the journey smoothly. My only worry before was that even if I arrived in Dongdu smoothly, I couldn't walk to the short one-kilometer road under the Qianxing Platform. There were too many uncertainties. But thanks to the general's sword, all the uncertainties no longer exist."

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Shijun's face was pale, and her delicate body was swaying and almost fell... It was all thanks to the maid beside her that she didn't show embarrassment in time.

Wang Luo couldn't help but smile: "It seems that the queen mother has thought of the answer to that question. So, do you want to come to the scene to check it?"

Yang Shijun was silent for a long time, and then asked tiredly: "Master Wang, haven't you heard that villains die because they talk too much?"

Wang Luo asked back: "Who did the queen mother hear this truth from?"

Yang Shijun shook his head and said nothing, and he was a little discouraged. And her attitude naturally affected the people around her.

Some people knew more about the inside story, but their faces became gloomy and uncertain, and they began to consider making a backup plan or even retreating. Some people did not know the inside story and became anxious and uneasy.

Guo Yanfeng asked bluntly and harshly: "Queen Mother, what is going on?! The spy of the bad alliance has been trapped in the East Capital. Even if he has the seal star jade and can freely enter and exit the Qianxingtai, how can he escape from the 100,000 troops? We just need to maintain the military strength and trap him to death. Sooner or later, he will be sucked dry by the Qianxingtai, just like the traitor Zhang Jincheng! Now that the victory is certain, what are you worried about, Queen Mother?!"

Such an impudent attitude naturally caused the civil and military officials around him to glare at him, but they only glared at him. Because the question raised by Guo Yanfeng was exactly the problem that others were worried about.

It was clear that victory was destined, so why was the Queen Mother so depressed?

At this time, a burst of laughter was heard.

The laughter came from not far from the Queen Mother. The voice was hoarse and dull, and was occasionally interrupted by coughs, indicating that the owner of the voice had been seriously injured. But the madness and pleasure in the laughter could not be concealed at all.

"I understand! That's it. Sir, you are really good at calculating. No, it should be said that we, the natives of Xinheng, are really stupid. We didn't even see such a simple and easy-to-understand truth!"

While Nan Yingying laughed wildly, she casually broke free from the three layers of oppression on her body - the three Mahayana Lords all let go of her hands in unison.

Afterwards, Nan Yingyinggan, a talkative villain, told a simple truth to the people around her who still couldn't see the situation clearly.

"When the National Preceptor Zhang Jincheng traveled around the country and encouraged dignitaries from all over the country to cooperate with him in betraying the Heavenly Court, he should have said the same thing: when the Immortal Alliance approaches, the rotating immortal officials of the Ming and Mo states will be the first to defect. Of course, the National Preceptor was later The Empress Dowager suppressed him, and his words were regarded as treacherous lies, and no one in the country dared to mention them publicly. But I think it would not be difficult for those who are interested to find out that there was no news about the immortal officials long before the imperial master was suppressed. "

As she spoke, Nan Yingying couldn't help but cough a few times, her face flushed slightly. Apparently, the villain's talkative talk made her aggravated.

But after coughing, she couldn't help but continue talking.

"Of course, for most of you ordinary people, the concept of immortal officials is elusive, and it is rare to see them even at the Immortal Sacrifice. Whether they defected or not, or even exist today, cannot be verified at all, so the Imperial Master When the scaremongering started, you were filled with fear and anxiety. But after the Queen Mother suppressed the Imperial Master and debunked the rumor that the Immortal Officials had surrendered, you felt at ease. As for the truth, you could only rely on observing the emotions of those who knew about it. Now, if you look at the Queen Mother’s face, the answer is obvious.”

After these words, thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Yang Shijun at the same time.

She has been in charge of government for decades behind the curtain, has experienced countless storms, and her palace and skills are better than most of the emperors in the past. Naturally, she will not be nervous and timid due to the mere attention of everyone. But Yang Shijun responded with a calm smile.

Yes, what Nan Yingying said is absolutely correct, the Heavenly Court Immortal Officials...the immortals who are supposed to protect Xinheng have already defected to the Degenerate Race first... No, now it's time to honor the Immortal Alliance.

But how much does the defection of the immortal officials have to do with the current situation in Dongdu? Even if the Immortal League's Dinghuang City will crush them in a few years, it will not change this moment. The locals of Xinheng have already established the victory?

Gradually, people turned their attention back to Nan Yingying, expecting this villain who was not afraid of death to continue to reveal the answer.

But at this time, someone took the initiative to take over the topic.

"Okay, Duke Feng, please adjust your breath and recuperate carefully. The backlash of sentient beings' wishes is not fatal. If you continue to speak out like this, I'm afraid it will really kill someone. And Xinheng's Ningyuan Diagram should not be included in it. Your current embarrassing posture.”

After Nan Yingying coughed up a mouthful of blood, she nodded to Wang Luo, and then closed her eyes. Her figure instantly became hazy, as if she was no longer in the human world.

Wang Luo took advantage of the situation and said: "The answer is very simple: after a group of immortal officials surrendered to the Immortal Alliance, they took the initiative to offer the power in their hands - the power to manage Xinheng. As for the specific embodiment of this power, the locals should compare it with I know better. For example, you should remember how the emperor nicknamed 'Hun' died four hundred years ago, right?"

As soon as these words came out, most people outside the city finally understood.

Then, there was a panic like falling into an abyss.

Four hundred years ago, Emperor Xinheng was cruel and cruel, and he repeatedly acted against the will of the country, almost causing the people to live in dire straits... and Xinheng's function as a testing ground for heaven was naturally shut down. The imperial master at that time tried hard to persuade him to no avail, so he finally had no choice but to ask the heavenly officials to cast down magic to bring order to the chaos.

At that time, Gan Wuxian had enough confidence in the position of the immortals - he had repeatedly performed blood sacrifices in the country, and most of the sacrifices were sent to the immortals in filial piety. Without an emperor as dim as his, where would Heaven go to collect such precious "experimental materials"?

However, when the thunder that lit up most of Mingzhou fell, the golden candle in the high palace that he regarded as a life-saving straw did not move at all.

As a result, the arrogant emperor died on his couch in an understatement, without a trace of his bones remaining.

Also dying tragically was the then-supervisor of the Imperial City, who was also the most terrifying Mahayana Lord in the country. As the emperor’s most trusted confidant, he was promoted to Mahayana through blood sacrifices of evil deeds. His actual combat ability was unparalleled in the world. Officials also have a certain ability to resist. However, the moment the thunder fell, he disappeared like a puff of smoke.

The demonic power that reaches heaven and earth cannot be used at all.

Since then, Xinheng people have understood two important principles.

First, the heavenly officials have absolute power over mortal monks. This kind of power has nothing to do with actual cultivation. It is as if every Xinheng person has a seed planted in his body the moment he is born. As long as the immortal officials have a thought, the seeds will expand and grow, destroying the host.

Of course, in fact, not every Xinheng person has this kind of deadly seed. But at least, every Mahayana True Lord - that is, a cultivator who can theoretically have an equal dialogue with the immortal officials, must have it in his body! This is also the means by which the Heavenly Court maintains its absolute control over Xinheng.

Four hundred years ago, the Grand Chamberlain was easily killed by the immortal officials using this technique - when the immortal officials punished Gan Wuzhu, they even sent down thunder from the sky, but killing a Mahayana steward was just a change of mind.

The second reason is: the immortal officials are high above and unreasonable. Gan Wuzhu's blood sacrifice may have pleased some immortals, but when the national teacher stepped onto the Qianxingtai and asked the Heavenly Court to send down the heavenly punishment, the immortal officials did not hesitate to cut Gan Wuzhu!

Regarding mortal affairs, the immortal officials only trust the national teacher and only respond to the request of the national teacher.

And these two reasons, combined with the current situation, the conclusion is indeed clear at a glance.

In front of the Qianxingtai, Wang Luo said calmly: "This set of Tianzhu mechanism was built by many wonderful golden immortals when the Heavenly Court established the Mingzhou test site. The power of life and death is like a lock, and the national teacher of Xinheng holds the only key to unlock it. After entering the Immortal Alliance, the immortal officials handed the lock to me, and now, I finally found the key to unlock it."

The calm words blew like the wind outside Dongdu and gently entered everyone's ears.

During this period, there was only silence.

After a while, someone argued painfully: "The national teacher is now dead, and no one in the world can open that lock!"

Wang Luo nodded after hearing this: "So, I came here specially to wake him up."

After speaking, Wang Luo turned around and stepped onto the stage.

The Qianxingtai in Dongdu is more than 300 meters high. Looking from below, it seems like an infinite ladder reaching the clouds. However, when you actually walk there, it seems to be in a flash.

Soon, Wang Luo stood on the top of the platform. He sat cross-legged and reached out to knock on the hard jade under him.

"Zhang Jincheng, it's time to wake up."

Of course, no one on the platform responded to him.

Because the national teacher who was supposed to stand here and wait for Wang Luo to come had already merged his body into the platform, leaving no trace in the world.

Under the platform, countless eyes began to breed luck.

But the next moment, Wang Luo suddenly raised his left hand, and a golden light bloomed in his hand, and a brilliant book appeared in his palm.

"Lingshan Zhang Jincheng, wake up!"

Boom.

The earth hummed again at this moment. And in the platform, a dormant consciousness finally woke up.