Chapter 1125: Embroidered-Faced Ferocious Eagle Soaring Across Mountains and Rivers

He, Shui Zongming, had returned to his prime version.

Who could stop him?!!!

Who would dare to stop him?!!!

Elder Shui cupped his fists again: "Shui Zongming thanks you once more, fellow cultivator."

The Black-Robed Elder saw that his physiognomy had now changed, ambition burning like fire, illuminating Elder Shui's face with a ruddy glow.

He didn't know whether healing his injuries was right or wrong.

But as long as disaster didn't spread to Demon Continent Lü Mountain, it was fine.

Besides, there was Lu Ding as the pivot between their two factions.

No problem!

To be honest, if it weren't for Lu Ding, the Black-Robed Great-Grandmaster, after healing Elder Shui and seeing such a physiognomy, might have been unable to resist striking first to restrain him.

This physiognomy was too terrifying.

Flames burning through the camp, spreading across heaven and earth, inevitably bringing a bloodstorm that would sweep through the mortal world.

Every angle showed ruthless methods, every glance revealed boundless ambition.

Black-Robed Great-Grandmaster: "You're too kind, fellow cultivator."

Elder Shui smiled, looking at the wheelchair that had accompanied him for years.

"Xiao Lu, step aside."

Lu Ding moved aside a little.

Elder Shui raised his hand, and the wheelchair shattered instantly.

"Hahahahahahaha... Child, wait for me. I'll go change clothes."

Elder Shui turned and strode away like a dragon or tiger.

The Black-Robed Great-Grandmaster watched his departing back and said quietly to Lu Ding: "Xiao Lu, this Fellow Cultivist Shui has deep karmic sin of slaughter rooted in his heart. You must counsel him well."

Lu Ding didn't care.

But regarding the Great-Grandmaster's words, he still said: "I understand, Great-Grandmaster. Elder Shui is devoted to the nation, has spent his life for the Great Han. Someone has to play the villain. Having deep karmic sin of slaughter rooted in one's heart isn't necessarily a bad thing sometimes."

The Black-Robed Great-Grandmaster sighed: "But what if he changes, and starts acting for himself?"

This was the Great-Grandmaster's habitual way of thinking, and many people's habitual thinking. If a person keeps doing something, even if that thing isn't something you absolutely must do, when you stop doing it, others will develop different opinions about you.

But for Lu Ding.

He raised his chin slightly: "That's only right."

"I'll support him."

"Just as Elder Shui unhesitatingly supports any decision I make, I will also unhesitatingly support him."

A lifetime dedicated to the Great Han. Even if he wanted to act for himself, wasn't that only natural? If a man does not look out for himself, Heaven and Earth will destroy him.

Not only would Lu Ding support him, the Great Han would support him too!

At this moment.

Inside the room, Elder Shui.

From under the bed, he dragged out a large box thickly covered in dust.

Opened it.

Inside were various garments, and lying still were a saber and a sword. The saber was Heaven's Punishment, ferocious and bold. The sword was Earth's Annihilation, without a guard or hilt, only for offense, never defense.

Elder Shui reached out both hands.

Picked up the saber and sword, and combined them into one.

He casually twirled the saber, his palm lightly stroking the blade.

Wiping away the tarnish, revealing a cold, sharp light once more.

Reflecting the past: corpses piled like mountains, blood flowing like rivers.

"KILL!!!!!"

The smile on Elder Shui's face never faded. The saber blade reflected that pair of sharp eyes.

The next second.

In the saber's reflection, those round pupils suddenly contracted, turning into vertical slits, with a faint blood-red glow spilling out.

Elder Shui put away the fierce long saber.

Removed the clothes on his body.

Picked up the garments from the box, donning his former attire.

The long robe had a deep blue base with azure patterns, with an embroidered ferocious eagle spreading its wings, ready to devour men.

The inner lining was neither lion, tiger, nor qilin, but a snarling white bear standing upright.

The embroidered-faced ferocious eagle soared across mountains and rivers, the howling wind white bear's claw pressed down on Great Han's military power.

Not granted, not bestowed, but heaven-made.

It was the goblin skin peeled from conquering the Third Circle.

It was the demon blood dyed from conquering the Second Circle.

It was the heroic spirit forged on the bloody front lines.

It was the tears of a hegemon shed under heaven's neglect.

Steeped in a dye vat three thousand feet deep!

Soaked through ten years of the Great Han's cold!

Only then was achieved—

This set of garments that ran through the central axis of the Great Han's territory.

Sky-Plundering Eagle!!!

Elder Shui put on the final thumb ring, turned, and walked out of the small courtyard.

When Lu Ding saw this.

This bearing, this aura, this appearance—tsk, that was the real deal!!!

The aura of a hegemon hit him right in the face.

How could the fierce man who shook the Great Han be that gloomy old man sitting in a wheelchair!

Lu Ding rolled up his literary sleeve and gave a thumbs-up: "Elder Shui, this look of yours is handsome!"

Elder Shui, in a great mood after returning to his peak, looked at this figure who wasn't blood kin but far surpassed the bond of blood relatives, and joked: "Just handsome?"

Lu Ding stepped forward: "This posture of yours is tough!!"

"Put together, it's both handsome and tough!!"

Elder Shui was inherently someone who didn't stand on ceremony. He put his arm around Lu Ding's shoulder, patted his own thigh: "The posture is tough, but these legs... can't take a step out."

Lu Ding moved the leg Elder Shui had lifted, placing it forward: "Today, we're going to take that step!!!"

"Whoever dares to block the way, we'll crush them into pieces, get them!!!"

Elder Shui laughed, then changed to holding Lu Ding's hand: "Let's go!!!"

Lu Ding reached out and took the Great-Grandmaster's hand: "Great-Grandmaster, let's go!!"

The Great-Grandmaster, who had been worried about Elder Shui's state, felt the warmth from his palm when Lu Ding took his hand.

The warmth from his palm made the Great-Grandmaster's smile relax. Lü Mountain only needed Lu Ding, that was enough. What were worldly affairs to him?

Lü Mountain's duty lay on the Demon Continent.

The Great-Grandmaster said happily: "Let's go!!"

The three of them walked out side by side.

Their silhouettes stretched long.

Lu Ding held in his left and right hands not just Elder Shui and the Great-Grandmaster, but also the Great Han and Lü Mountain. In one hand, he supported two factions.

Outside.

In Hanjing, the 749 Director-General's First Main Conference Room.

Sovereigns, Sacred Lords, and Cult Leaders from various nations arrived, travel-worn, and took their seats on the lower platform.

On the upper platform sat over a hundred people from Lü Mountain and over a hundred leaders from various Great Han departments.

Surrounding journalists and newspapers' shutters flashed continuously.

Capturing the Divine Sword Holy Land's Sacred Lord with a livid face, capturing the Jade Cauldron Mountain's Cult Leader with a grim expression, capturing the Qi State sovereign's unease, capturing the Lu State ruler's distraction.

In the center of the venue, a red carpet was spread. Dozens of people knelt, all of whom were usually exalted God Ascension realm experts from their respective nations.

Such a scene was truly not small.

The Great Han was going to tell everyone openly and honestly today, from the royalty and powerful nobles and God Ascension experts down to the Street Vendors and Laborers and common people.

From today onward, the roles of offense and defense had switched.

The grievances the Great Han had suffered in the past would all be vomited out and returned today!!!

Just then, the door to the 749 Hanjing Director-General's First Main Conference Room was pushed open.

Officials from the Ministry of State Ceremonies announced in succession.

"Elder Shui arrives!"

"Lü Mountain Immortal Master arrives!!"

"Special Envoy Lu Ding arrives!!!"

Everyone in the conference room stood up to welcome the three figures walking in from outside.

Lu Ding was in the middle, with Elder Shui on his left and the Great-Grandmaster on his right.

When these foreign sovereigns and Cult Leaders saw the fully healthy Elder Shui, their pupils contracted sharply.

How could he be...

They watched the three ascend the stage.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Ding couldn't sit at the front. His rank wasn't high enough, his achievements weren't enough, his seniority wasn't enough.

After all, this was foreign affairs; formalities had to be observed.

But given the current situation, things were abnormal!

They took their seats.

No beating around the bush. Looking at the Qi State sovereign who had hesitated and not stood up earlier, Lu Ding directly attacked.

It was the demon blood dyed from pioneering the Second Circle.

The Qi State sovereign gritted his teeth. The title "Qi King" was an insult to him. He was an emperor; being called a king—what was that if not an insult?

But the momentum favored the Great Han. Seated on the high platform were over a hundred ruthless experts from Lü Mountain. He didn't dare to cause trouble, so he could only say something to fool the ghosts.

"I am unwell."

The smile on Lu Ding's face gradually grew: "If you're unwell, then get out. Anyone not in good health can't attend this meeting. Men, remove the Qi King's table and chair and send him back to his country."

Immediately, 749 investigators came forward, intending to remove the Qi State sovereign's table and chair.

He slammed his hand on the table.

Bang!!!!

"Lu Ding, what exactly are you trying to do?! Don't go too far! If you have something to say, say it directly! I am a sovereign of a nation! How dare you insult me!?"

Elder Shui flicked his hand, and the thumb ring flew out.

The Qi State sovereign raised his hand to catch it.

His palm was pierced straight through. The thumb ring struck his chest heavily. The table and chair shattered. The Qi State sovereign staggered back two steps, his face turning pale.

He hadn't expected that Shui Zongming, back at his peak, had grown this much stronger!!?

Damn it!!!

It must be the work of those Taoists!!!

The thumb ring flew back and returned to Elder Shui's hand. He spun it and spoke coldly: "This is the 749 Bureau's important ground. Your voice is too loud."

Lu Ding followed up immediately: "Insult you?"

As he spoke, he took out the headless corpse of Profound Nether Cult Leader Luo Kong and placed it on the table, adjusting it so that its lifeless eyes were aimed directly at the Qi State sovereign. Only then did Lu Ding continue: "Qi State's God Ascension experts collided with the Great Han's enforcement team. The nature of the crime is severe. By law, they deserve execution."

"Men, execute them!!!!"

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Thank you to bigshot Jun Shen Hongchen for sending two Gift Kings. Thank you, bigshot. Things at the national level are hard to write, so I got stuck. Write too much, and it can't be published. Write too little, and it loses its flavor. Even the meeting can only be held at the 749 Director-General's, not dare to go to 'other places'. So no extra chapters. Sorry, dear readers and bigshots.