Chapter 820: Chapter 34: The End of Year 34 of the Jingxin Calendar, Return to the Dream Palace!
Even the soul could not be retrieved, he didn’t even know where to burn some paper money!
Chen Shijie and Long Xiao had no way to talk.
Now they were either grieving in sadness or burning with anger.
Zhao Xing could only find Xia Jing to drink.
"How did Yang An actually die?" Xia Jing asked. "Why didn’t he break through?"
Zhao Xing sighed: "He couldn’t break through, during the battle at Yin You Mountain, the Southern Barbarians had set up an ambush quite early with four Second Grade Sky Witches in that area."
"First, they exhausted the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and then set up the top-level Ten Killings of Enchantment Array."
"During the month-long siege, even the Military Minister of Agriculture Officer in the city could not bring any supplies to the army."
"As soon as they tried to break through, there were fifty Third Grade Martial Artists, magicians, and witches to stop him from breaking through."
"With such relentless depletion, ultimately resulting in the death of one Third Grade, only then were the exhausted Yang An and the Divine Might Army completely slaughtered."
"It was a dead-end scenario." Zhao Xing said.
"Duke Divine Might, what a pity." Xia Jing raised a glass of wine, "My father once said, amongst the new generation of military officers who cultivate the Azure Dragon Dharma Image, Yang An was the most hopeful to touch the ultimate Dao."
"Now, even his soul cannot be summoned back."
In Great Zhou, the turning yin god, uses the Heavenly Soul (rebirth soul) to summon back the scattered Life Soul.
If the Life Soul is resurrected, the Karma Soul also revives along with it.
Failing to summon it back could be due to several reasons.
Firstly, because Yin You Mountain is now in the hands of the Southern Barbarians, secondly, Yang An’s soul has been repeatedly obliterated, turning from a ghost to a soul, and even passing again, turning into nothingness.
In theory, the Rebirth True Monarch of Great Zhou could, at the nothingness level, summon back the scattered Life Soul through the Heavenly Soul.
But if obliterated again at the nothingness level, turning into void, then it would be impossible.
Because void is absolute nothingness.
Of course, to achieve this level is extremely difficult.
The Southern Barbarians must put in a great effort to completely obliterate Yang An’s soul.
Because Yang An’s value was high enough, such a counterattack had a great deterrent effect.
"Zhao Xing, I will use all my power to unleash the Azure Dragon Sword Qi, how much you can receive depends on you!"
"Cherish the hot blood enthusiastically, as it spills it can turn into jade waves."
"Marquis Yuan Rang, until we meet again."
Zhao Xing recalled the farewell poem and the Sword Qi Yang An had once given, and couldn’t help but feel a bit wistful.
"Other than what is preserved in my two clone bodies, there will be no more Azure Dragon Sword Qi of Yang An in the world."
Xia Jing shattered the wine cup with a slap: "Prince Liang, a national traitor indeed, truly deserves to die! I think he is bound to rebel sooner or later!"
"Zhao Xing, you really cursed right back then!"
Zhao Xing said: "Brother Xia, be prepared, the Southern Barbarians’ attack is ineffective, and Prince Liang has rebellious intentions, fearing it won’t be long before there will be a major upheaval in Pinghai State and Lvliang State."
"Are you saying that he will indeed rebel?" Xia Jing was purely speaking in anger just now.
In his subconscious, he still did not think Prince Liang would rebel.
What would he be after?
Already a First-rank Prince, could he be after the supreme imperial throne?
That hope is too slim!
"In any case, be prepared." Zhao Xing said, "You and I are both from Pinghai State, if that day truly comes, neither of us can remain unscathed."
...
While Zhao Xing and Xia Jing were chatting.
In the East Sea, the Hong Family territory.
In a group of underwater palaces.
"Splash~"
An abyssal fish boat swam past, entering into the mountain under the sea through a fast waterway.
In the mountain, encircled by green seaweed was a golden luxurious palace.
"Who goes there!" As the fish boat appeared, Water Clan guards immediately surrounded it.
Their bodies covered in scales up to the neck, only the face bore human-like skin with gills behind the ears.
"Deliver this token to your master." A stream of light floated out from within the fish boat.
The front of the token bore the character "Hong", the back the character "Mystery", with several unique patterns along the sides.
"A top-level secret order?" The guards immediately did not dare neglect it, respectfully making way, escorting the fish boat into the palace.
The fish boat, under the escort of the guards, directly flew into the golden palace.
Inside the palace was a throne, glimmering with golden light, hiding a faint silhouette.
"All of you retreat." The golden silhouette commanded.
"Yes."
The guards immediately withdrew.
The golden light dissipated, Hong Yuanshou stood up from the throne.
His figure was tall and mighty, resembling a moving mountain, solid muscles faintly visible in the deep blue shimmer of the water, exuding limitless power.
The armor on his body was crafted from mysterious deep sea secret silver, glimmering with a ghostly cool light, each armor leaf intricately carved with water patterns, seeming to merge with the surrounding water flow.
His face seemed sculpted by ocean waves, defined and rugged, with deep, cold eyes that resembled a cold pond in the depths of the sea, piercing and sharp, as if able to see through all illusions with a glance.
He wore a war helm inlaid with coral and pearls, the spires on the helm like sea urchin spines, imposing and intimidating.
Behind him, a giant blue cape billowed in the wind, embroidered with the primitive totems of the Water Clan.
A family of two kings, Hong Yuanba is a Prince, and Hong Yuanshou is also a Prince.
However, Hong Yuanshou holds no real power, always managing the ancestral land.
Hong Yuanba, however, is the East Sea Commander.
The fish boat stopped, and from the cabin walked out a young man dressed in luxurious Chinese clothing, it was Ji Chen.
In the 29th year of the Jingxin Calendar, he was confirmed as Princely Heir by Prince Liang.
"Student, pays respects to teacher." Ji Chen respectfully cupped his hands in salute.
If outsiders heard Ji Chen’s way of addressing, they would be greatly shocked to learn that Prince Liang’s Princely Heir had secretly apprenticed under Hong Yuanshou?
"Child, rise." Hong Yuanshou smiled, "After becoming Princely Heir, this is your first time visiting me."