Chapter 295: The Way of Sealing Gods Through Qi Luck Is Not
he fear in their hearts. As for the yamen servants who maintained order, they weren't doing much better."Run fast, or it will be too late!"“Everyone, stay put. Anyone who dares to run around will be t...The divine shepherd has fallen.
The realm shattered.
All the corpses within the territory of Great Zhou perished simultaneously and automatically.
Looking at the corpses falling one after another, Bei Mingwang's face, stained with blood all over his body, visibly let out a sigh of relief.
Next.
A wave of fatigue surged through him, forcing him to plant his spear firmly into the ground to support himself.
I'm so tired!
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Although the duration hasn't been very long, the battle has been intense.
However.
However, the consumption was enormous.
Corpses surged across the mountains and plains, an endless, overwhelming tide that left no room to breathe.
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Even a master at the peak of their power.
In this relentless battle, where there is no respite and every moment demands full effort against the enemy, it is very difficult to sustain such consumption.
Looking around.
Of the two million soldiers, less than half are alive now.
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In other words.
Upon entering the Great Zhou, Daliang not only failed to gain any benefits but suffered a direct loss of half its elite troops.
Upon seeing this.
Even in Bei Ming Wang's eyes, there was a tinge of sadness.
It's not that the elites of the Liang Dynasty aren't strong, it's just that there are really too many corpses.
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If the city is defended, it's better to have this kind of damage in the short term.
The problem is.
This is a wilderness, with no possibility of holding the city.
They engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
Casualties are inevitable.
"General, what should we do now"
A blood-soaked deputy general stepped forward, his face etched with grief.
Beiming looked into the distance, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself.
"Assemble the troops and withdraw from the Zhou Dynasty!"
There is no retreat.
Although the reason is unknown, all of the Corpse Guardians have perished.
But.
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Of its own elite forces, half have been killed and the other half are barely holding on.
Hold your ground at this moment.
If anything else goes wrong, then we're really just waiting to die.
Right now, the only way to protect the others is to leave the Zhou Dynasty.
At his command.
After making a few minor adjustments, the group marched back along the original path.
As for those Liang soldiers who sacrificed their lives, their bodies were also left on the battlefield.
It's not that I don't want to take it, but there's no way I can.
In this case.
Bei Ming Wang could only make such a choice.
Very soon.
With the army's departure, a multitude of corpses were left strewn across the wasteland.
He who has a large beam must also have a large Zhou's body.
Back to the original path.
All that could be seen was a vast expanse of corpses strewn across the ground, stretching as far as the eye could see.
And that's the end of it.
This only makes Bei Mingwang's heart even more grateful.
Fortunately!
All the corpses suddenly lost their life at once.
Otherwise.
With such a massive number of corpses, not even one of the 2 million soldiers from Daliang survived.
Not to mention others, not even he himself stands a chance of survival.
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The master at the peak is also human, not a god.
He is a person.
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...there was the moment of his utter exhaustion and death.
Having only retreated along the original path, the number of corpses encountered was already no less than ten million.
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...And.
There is more behind this.
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It's over!
In the hastily occupied city, Yan Jing saw the fallen corpses scattered across the ground. The heavy stone in his heart finally lifted.
Retreated from the capital of the Great Zhou.
The Canglong Army and the Hulin Army led the way, heading directly back to Da Qin.
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On the way.
It happened that he encountered Shi Kui blocking his path.
At the beginning, the Qin army could still rely on its elite combat strength to kill those Corpse Kings one after another.
But then.
As more and more corpses joined the battlefield, the Qin army gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Therefore.
Yan Jing had to change his approach. Instead of forcefully breaking through the siege laid by the Corpse Guardians, he chose a nearby city for defense, using it to withstand their attacks.
Though numerous, the corpses possessed no intelligence.
The means of simultaneous attack are also very single.
The only advantage.
That is the boundless number.
With a fortified city, it would be much easier to hold back the hordes of zombies afterward.
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Even so.
Under the relentless assault of the Corpse Fiends, who cared not for life or death, the city walls were piled high with corpses, reaching a level parity.
If Shi Kui hadn't suddenly died all at once.
Yan Jing had a premonition.
In some time, even if we fortify ourselves and hold out, it will be a dead end.
Just then.
A strong being descended from the sky.
When Yan Jing saw the arrival, he hastily bowed in greeting.
"Your Majesty!"
The arrival was none other than Gu Xuanji and his entourage, who had retreated from the capital of Great Zhou.
"Exit the Zhou Dynasty!"
Gu Xuanji wasted no time.
Upon hearing this.
Yan Jing didn't ask too much and directly issued the order to begin the retreat.
Shen Changqing turned his head to look in the direction of Dazhou City, his brows furrowed.
“Are there any other strong individuals in the Great Zhou”
"That was the Ghost Saint."
Gu Xuanji spoke softly.
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The aura of the Ghost Saint, he was very familiar with it.
Even after a hundred years, it is still perceptible.
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Ghost Saint!
Shen Changqing was taken aback.
He thought of what the god shepherd had said when he was dying, and combined it with this name.
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It is not hard to guess.
Who is the Ghost Saint
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Demon Saint!
The demonic Saint who had once invaded the Great Qin a hundred years ago.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the others changed as well.
Ran An's face was grave: "Your Majesty, with the emergence of the Demon Saint, are we in danger being still within the Zhou territory"
A demon saint was chasing after them.
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With their own abilities, they are estimated to be doomed.
Upon hearing this.
"Rest assured, the Ghost Saint is extremely cautious and will not make a move unless he has absolute certainty," Gu Xuanji said with a confident smile.
A hundred years ago, World War I.
It's a way to make sure the other person remembers it forever.
Without absolute certainty, that demon saint would not dare to make a move.
Even if he left the Qin Dynasty now, the other party might not necessarily take a gamble.
A hundred years ago, the Ghost Saint was arrogant. A hundred years later, the Ghost Saint is timid.
The god of shepherds will die.
It's all because the other party was cheated.
Anyone who understands resentment a little better will not be backlashed by it and die.
“From today onwards, no one is allowed to enter the borders of Great Zhou without permission. With so many human deaths, a terrible natural disaster must be born. Once that natural disaster takes shape, it will not be something ordinary strongmen can withstand.”
As the ancient machine finally ceased, it issued a final warning.
Next.
He looked at Ran An and Pei Feng.
"Matters of the Zhou Dynasty are settled, I have promised regarding the celestial charts, and upon returning to Da Qin, I shall honor my word. Will the two of you depart on your own accord, or return to Da Qin with me"
Ran An and Pei Feng looked at each other.
Finally.
Rǎn n lightly smiled: “I came together, so naturally I will go back together.”
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Since the Ghost Saint dared not pursue Gu Xuanji, wouldn't he dare to pursue them
If they are separated, if they encounter a Demon Saint's attack, things will get interesting.
In comparison.
Following Qin closely would be much safer.
That's all I have to say.
Even if something really happened, with everyone working together, there would be more chances of survival.
The meaning of "Pei Feng" is the same.
At this time, even the town guard commander wouldn't be confident in keeping himself safe if he left.
Upon hearing this.
Gu Xuanji didn't say anything, and directly led the retreat.
Return the same way.
A large number of corpses dressed in clothing from the Zhou dynasty lay on the ground, men, women and children alike. It was truly a heart-wrenching sight.
Seeing this, many people were moved to tears.
Used to life and death in the army.
But I have never seen anything like this before.
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Shen Changqing's heart was also a bit heavy.
In times of chaos, human life is as cheap as grass.
Before the strong, the weak are like ants, to be killed at will.
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Now, the Divine Shepherd sacrifices all the human beings of the Great Zhou Dynasty in pursuit of longevity and power. He knows that there will be even stronger beings who will sacrifice humanity for their own purposes someday.
He does not want to.
One day, I too could be a target anyone can kill.
"Power!"
Shen Changqing silently muttered to himself.
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Only strength.
Only then can the current situation be changed.
Although the one who sacrificed Da Zhou was Mu Shen Tong, the real mastermind behind it all is still the demon clan.
If it weren't the demon clan, even if the other party wanted immortality, they might not be able to do such a thing.
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In other words.
The Shepherd God should die.
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Demons should be killed.
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"A demon saint, capable of bringing down the millennia-old Zhou Dynasty and causing the extinction of tens of millions of humans. Should a more powerful demonic evil arise in the future, our human race would have no power to recover."
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Gu Xuanji slowly said.
Upon hearing this.
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This sentence, it seems like it was said intentionally to oneself.
Seeing that everyone else around me remained unfazed, I knew clearly that they couldn't hear the sound.
“Humanity is in chaos now, fighting amongst themselves. Their already weak strength has been further divided, and if they want to resist the demons in the future, the difficulty will only increase.”
Gu Xuanji continued speaking.
“You are a strong warrior of my Great Qin, but also a strong warrior of the human race. I have always believed that the path of martial arts is the true path to follow. In ancient times, the Qi Luck sealed the gods, but it was not the right way in the end.”
The God of Shepherds did not refine the Qi Luck of the Zhou Dynasty, but chose to sacrifice the human race of the Zhou Dynasty.
The biggest reason for this is the reckless refining of one's own Qi Yun. At best, it will bring about natural disasters, and at worst, it will inevitably lead to Qi Yun backlash.
He was aware of this matter, so he dared not refine the Zhou Dynasty's Qi Luck on his own accord, thus sacrificing the Zhou Dynasty's human race and falling into the trap set by the Ghost Saint.
"I tell you these things so that you won't go astray. Achieving divinity through Qi Luck is not the right path, and the fact that ancient powerhouses could disappear proves that even Qi Luck Divinity is not the strongest."
With your talents, you have the potential to forge your own path in the future.
Even if there is no path ahead, you can choose to carve your own way. Ascend to godhood, seize the opportunity, and only resort to this as a last resort.
Upon hearing this.
Shen Changqing was silent.
The other party said so much, and the meaning was also very clear.
Now, he is practically the strongest among humans. Even if he isn't the absolute strongest, he is undoubtedly one of the most powerful martial artists alive.
That's all.
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He didn't expect that the ancient aura of sealing gods, in Gu Xuanji's view, wasn't the right way.
In conjunction with ancient vanished things.
Shen Changqing also had some tacit understanding in his heart.
Perhaps the luck was on our side, but it's gone now. In the end, it shows that this path wasn't strong enough.
If it's not strong enough.
Then there's no need for him to go through the process of seeking divine favor and sealing his fate.
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Only by refining the world's luck can one achieve the title of "God of Luck".
How is this practice different from that of the divine herdsman
He didn't consider himself a person with great ideals, but he wouldn't do such a thing.
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