Infinity Throne

Lin Yi's whereabouts are elusive and no trace can be found.

He is like a lonely soul, wandering between heaven and earth.

Lin Yi, who was supposed to be beaten by everyone and punished by everyone, was wandering around Daqian Kingdom with ease. No one could accurately report Lin Yi's whereabouts.

In the world, two turbulences unconsciously formed.

One is a turbulent current that uses the common people as the battlefield to fight for the throne of the Human Emperor;

On the other hand, it is a vast battlefield where monks are the battlefield, fighting for the empress's treasure and for the qualification to transcend.

As for Yi Lin, or rather Lin Yi, he was alone and actively threw himself into the whirlpool formed by the two turbulent currents. He was like a small boat, floating uncertainly, and like a rootless duckweed, homeless.

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November.

The fierce battle continues.

Daqian, the natural chasm and dangerous passes were all broken.

The armies of King Pingxi, King Zhudong, King Zhennan, and King Zhengbei marched straight into the hinterland of Daqian as if they had made an appointment.

Looking down from a high place, the mighty army, like a group of hungry ants, with black heads, is gathering at the fastest speed towards the largest "cake" in the middle. There is the center of royal power and the end point of announcing victory.

After the death of the eldest prince.

The king in the east went crazy.

On the surface, he has lost the qualifications to be the "Legendary Emperor". Now, he has simply shown his cards and stopped pretending. He shouted that I am a "rebel" and is determined to overthrow the tyranny of the Empress Dowager Daqian and the cowardly Emperor Xia Ji. The prosperous throne will restore peace and tranquility to the world.

Does war need a reason?

Although it is said that it is needed, it is actually not very necessary.

But when the King in the East raised such a banner and publicized it everywhere in the cities captured along the way, it seemed that it was just an empty "scream", and gradually even the East King's army himself took it seriously.

So what if you become a "rebel"!

History is written by the victor. As long as he wins this war, he is the orthodoxy of humanity and his destiny!

As long as you ascend the throne, all the bad things in the past can be smoothed over with time!

Kill kill kill!

Only by killing can we break and stand again, leading the world to a peaceful and prosperous age.

…

December.

There are rumors that the three princesses who took refuge with King Pingxi through the royal family's Du Miao bloodline died tragically in a military tent together with their mother and son.

At this point, King Pingxi lost his legitimate reason to compete for the throne of the Human Emperor.

…

Ji Shengli lasted for twenty years.

January.

King Pingxi and King Zhengbei each received secret reports, and each thought they could catch the other off guard.

The heavy armies of the two sides fought at Tianmen Pass.

When the generals from both sides appeared at Tianmen Pass, they were stunned.

Both sides are well-equipped, and there is absolutely no scenario like "after the war, the momentum is slumped, and you can take this opportunity to kill them by surprise" as mentioned in the intelligence.

The generals on both sides, separated by a valley, had tears in their eyes.

The veteran generals were all assassinated. They were new to the job and had no experience in this bizarre situation.

But the battle was already on the line. The Zhengbei King's Army and the Pingxi King's Army had no choice but to send out secret envoys to discuss how to fight this battle.

Whoever can occupy Tianmen Pass will retreat in despair.

But what neither party expected was that the secret envoy of the two parties was shot and killed by a recruit in their own army at the meeting place.

Both armies thought that the other side had no martial ethics and killed the envoy, and they were immediately furious.

The heavy army of King Zhengbei and the heavy army of King Pingxi finally fought to the death at Tianmen Pass.

The outcome is a lose-lose outcome.

The King of Zhengbei was defeated miserably, and all the elite troops of King Pingxi were wiped out, but his own army suffered a loss of 150,000 troops.

Later generations called this battle "the fight between two kings in an urn".

After King Zhengbei won the death battle at Tianmen Pass, although he occupied a favorable terrain, he knew in his heart that after such a fight with King Pingxi, he had lost the capital to fight for the world. King Zhennan's elite troops were almost unscathed, and his 300,000-strong army was deployed. The army marches north, and if it continues to fight, it will only lead to self-destruction.

So King Zhengbei decided to send a secret envoy to meet with King Zhennan.

The outcome of the meeting is unknown.

March.

Rumor has it that the army of the conquering King of the North cut off his arms despite the pain, abandoned the northern city, and pursued the Pingxi King like a drowned dog, all the way to the west.

Mid-March.

King Zhengbei chased King Pingxi all the way to Loulan City, and was trapped in Loulan City for half a month.

On March 20th.

King Pingxi ran out of ammunition and food, and many soldiers in the city starved to death. In the end, King Pingxi surrendered to conquer King Bei, was given poisoned wine, and was buried in Loulan.

Later generations will refer to this historical event as "the gathering of two kings in the northwest, dreaming of falling into Loulan City".

After killing King Pingxi,

The King of Zhengbei resolutely cleared the territory of the Western King and defended the Western Region. He changed from the North Prince to the West Prince. He used the impoverished sand sea in the West as the foundation to re-establish his position and prepare to fight another day, showing respect for the time being.

While cleaning Loulan City, King Zhengbei accidentally discovered a strange calligraphy in an unknown inn.

There are two small and elegant characters written on it——

"Deserves it"!

…

April.

The Sixth Army of Daqian regrouped, closed the battle line, and established trenches in the plains to fight against the Zhennan King's Army and the East-Garrison King's Army.

…

Regardless of the cause of this chaotic war in Daqian, no one is bothered now.

By this time, whether it was the Four Kings, Xia Xiaoman, or Lin Yi who was in the center of the whirlpool, they were no longer able to help themselves.

Even if Xia Jisheng returns to Qingdu, sits on the throne safely and unharmed, and declares that everything is an "extreme joke", no one will be willing to listen, and no one will be willing to believe it.

As King Zhennan said,

This is the "general trend".

The momentum has been established, the wind blows the grass and the fire burns the wilderness, no one can stop it.

This trend is unstoppable!

Fighting for the world, whether it is the four kings, the orthodox royal family, or whoever, no matter who wins in this battle game, this chaotic war sweeping the Dongsheng Divine Continent must fight for an ending.

April eighteen.

The heads of the eldest prince and the second prince were hung on the wall of Qingdu.

The people in the city were panic-stricken and shouted, "The apocalypse is coming, the apocalypse is coming."

The reputation of the Apocalypse Assassin is so terrifying.

Two human heads with dried blood swayed on the city wall, frightening the people all over the city and sending them home, hiding behind closed doors and shivering.

The two complete heads were cut off from the neck with a knife and were well preserved. At this moment, the skin was like dried bacon. The two heads collided with each other on the city wall. They were not alone.

When Xia Xiaoman heard the news, she was fighting outside, so she rushed back to Qingdu immediately.

She looked up at the two familiar yet unfamiliar heads on the city wall, and her heart was full of mixed feelings, which she couldn't describe.

This time, Xia Xiaoman did not cry.

In fact, she cried her last tear ever since she learned that her second sister, who was married far away from Lumenguan, died tragically in the hands of her eldest brother.

suddenly,

Xia Xiaoman's ears seemed to recall what Senior Brother Lin Yi said to him in Yingxue Pavilion in the past:

"What if one day, between the Xia family's country and relatives, you can only choose one of the two? Country and blood relatives have been in a dilemma since ancient times. What you hate most is to be born in an emperor's family."

Behind Xia Xiaoman was the Shenwu Sergeant.

But she had the illusion that she was the only one in the world.

She was on the city wall, hugging her shoulders tightly, trembling slightly, showing a long-lost weakness.

"Senior brother..."

…

…

The hinterland of the Daqian Dynasty.

Ji Shengli lasted for twenty years.

April twenty-two.

On the plain, the three parties fought, and the six armies of the Daqian Dynasty suffered heavy casualties.

Although Xia Xiaoman is a golden elixir cultivator, many cultivators on the other side also suffered fate, making Xia Xiaoman unable to survive alone.

Xia Xiaoman even used up all the magic weapons given by Senior Brother Lin Yi, and barely managed to find a way out for the Daqian Dynasty.

The exploding flying sword seemed to be the signature magic weapon of Apocalypse Assassin Lin Yi. As soon as Xia Xiaoman showed one, he would kill the monks. Regardless of the golden elixir realm or the Qi training realm, their faces turned pale with fright and they quickly backed away. .

This year, hundreds if not a thousand monks died from various explosive magic weapons.

They are all just trying to make ends meet, seeking immortality, and no one wants to get into trouble.

But now in the monk circle, anyone with the name "Lin Yi" is the biggest "bad guy" in the world.

General Shenwu led the army to the rear and eventually died on the battlefield, his body full of arrows.

It is said that before his death, General Shenwu laughed three times and shouted "God bless you" before dying.

Age - sixty-three years old.

…

News of the death of General Shenwu and the Sixth Army of Daqian spread back to Qingdu.

One night, the sky over Qingdu was filled with gloomy clouds, and the people were terrified, as if the doomsday was coming.

Some people even moved out of Qingdu at night and fled for their lives.

Now that there are no invincible troops in the north and west, the Sixth Army followed the east-west direction, occupying and retreating.

It seems to lure the enemy deeper, but in fact there is nothing you can do.

However, this retreat route had to force the march routes of the King in the East and the King in Zhennan to overlap.

They are all fighting and robbing.

By this time,

It’s no longer about any clever strategies, it’s just about rushing into Qingdu in one go.

The king in East China has gone crazy.

He is like a hungry mad dog, biting anyone he catches.

…

This long retreat lasted for two months.

The six armies of the King of the East, the King of Zhennan, and Daqian had contact from time to time.

The three parties consumed each other, and bodies were scattered along the way.

There were corpses along the way, and no one wrapped them up and returned them to their hometowns, leaving them to live in the wilderness and be fed by wild beasts and monsters.

July.

The king's army in Zhennan and the king's army stationed in the east arrived outside Qingdu, two hundred miles away.

In the distance was the capital city of Daqian, and both sides seemed to see the dawn of victory.

The commander-in-chief finally couldn't sit still and led the last remaining imperial army to rush out of Qingdu.

Qingdu looks like an empty nest with no one to guard it.

After the commander-in-chief joined, his combat power was comparable to that of a golden elixir monk, which made the Sixth Army of Daqian breathe a sigh of relief.

Qingdu was surrounded by the armies of the King of Zhennan and the King of Garrison in the East, and it became a dilemma.

And right now.

Lin Yi, who had been hunted by the entire Xuanmen for more than half a year,

Return to Qingdu again.