Chapter 912 - 272: King Wu Campaigns Against Zhou

Two more days have passed.

Han Zhan and Emperor Xin,

although they have not encountered each other, a silent contest is underway.

Having realized the terror of Han Zhan’s Line of Destiny, Emperor Xin decisively changed direction.

For him to give up devouring Celestial Gods is absolutely impossible.

This is the fundamental Dao he pursues as Jhin, the Virtuoso.

Moreover, Emperor Xin believes that although he currently cannot shake the Line of Destiny, it doesn’t mean he won’t be able to after devouring more Celestial Gods.

As long as it is a Line of Destiny, even that of a Saint, it doesn’t necessarily mean it can’t be devoured!

Meanwhile, Han Zhan continued under Jiang Ziya’s guidance, subjugating vassal states one by one along the way.

Those arrogant Celestial Gods were successfully pulled down from their pedestals within the special world of the Investiture of the Gods.

Against Han Zhan, who possesses the Divine Realm, they stood no chance.

Han Zhan could sense that without the Investiture of the Gods, challenging these Celestial Gods would be much more difficult.

The reason is simple.

One must first face divine punishment to approach a Celestial God, which is both a method of attack and a means of self-protection for them.

Moreover, the special world created by the Investiture of the Gods also has suppressive effects on these Celestial Gods.

Once a Celestial God’s spiritual essence shatters, the Investiture of the Gods would seize the opportunity to seal it.

If it can’t be sealed in time, perhaps the spiritual essence could recover and return to its former Celestial God form.

If so, the speed of ending the battle would significantly slow down.

"Master, where did you get this Investiture of the Gods from?"

The efficacy of the Investiture of the Gods surprised Han Zhan greatly.

In a sense, it even surpasses the historical legends he knows.

If Jiang Ziya is the top force in this Fruit World, then the power of this Investiture of the Gods exceeds even that.

Who bestowed such a powerful artifact?

Hearing Han Zhan’s question, Jiang Ziya shook his head.

"The time is not yet ripe."

"When the time is right, you will naturally know."

Seeing Jiang Ziya’s reluctance to disclose, Han Zhan didn’t press further and changed the topic.

"Master, most of the vassal states have been liberated now. When do we dispatch the troops and formally campaign against Emperor Xin?"

At this question, Jiang Ziya stroked his beard and smiled.

"Today."

"Today?"

"Yes, it is today! If you don’t believe, just watch—"

As Jiang Ziya finished speaking, he gently shook his hand, and another item flew out from his sleeve.

This move lent him a somewhat immortal and sage-like aura.

The item was a brocade resembling an edict, unfurling across the sky.

By now, no Celestial Gods could be seen in the sky.

Half were sealed by Han Zhan into the Investiture of the Gods, and the other half devoured by Emperor Xin.

When the edict unfurled in the air, Jiang Ziya waved his arms several times.

Each wave cast a golden light into the edict, and soon the edict expanded from just a few meters to dozens of meters.

Furthermore, above all the liberated vassal states,

all the people of the vassal states simultaneously saw that imposing, decree-like edict.

"Emperor Xin is tyrannical, slaughtering the masses, brutal beyond compare, as terrifying as a Celestial God..."

Each golden character, brighter and more dazzling than the sun, appeared on it.

This was a "proclamation to eliminate the traitor," written by Jiang Ziya at some unknown time, with the traitor naturally being the Shang Dynasty and Emperor Xin.

This is what Jiang Ziya pursued, aligning with the people’s will.

If the people’s hearts align, success is assured.

The people of the vassal states had all been rescued from under the Celestial Gods by Han Zhan.

The longer the Celestial Gods enslaved them, the more faith Han Zhan gained by saving them and vanquishing the gods, gathering more Wish Power.

Seeing the golden edict in the sky, feeling the power contained within the words, all the monarchs, soldiers, and citizens of the vassal states felt their blood boil.

"If Emperor Xin does not die, the heavens are in danger, the rivers and mountains are at risk, and the people are in peril."

"I urge all vassals to join King Zhou in leveling Chao Ge and slaying Emperor Xin with the sword!"

"This is King Wu’s campaign against the tyrant!"

This "battle declaration" written by Jiang Ziya was highly provocative, and even Han Zhan himself felt his blood surge, let alone the ordinary people.

"King Wu’s campaign against the tyrant!" Nobody knew who shouted first.

Then came the second voice, the third,

Soon, the echoing voice was the only sound across the territories of each vassal state.

The people’s will!

Han Zhan held the Bronze Seal, with an endless stream of Wish Power flowing into it, rapidly strengthening his Dao.

The Xuanyuan Sword silently appeared in his hand.

This Human Emperor’s Sword, with the blessing of Wish Power, seemed to return to its peak period, slashing all enemies alongside the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, protecting humanity for millennia.

Han Zhan slowly raised his hand.

The direction the Xuanyuan Sword pointed was Chao Ge!

...

Shang Dynasty’s capital, Chao Ge.

Emperor Xin, exuding an extremely powerful aura, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the sky.

There was nothing in Chao Ge’s sky, yet he seemed to see what he desired through it.

"Level Chao Ge, slay Emperor Xin... ha, what arrogance."

Emperor Xin retracted his gaze and stood up.

As he rose, there was a slight tremor throughout the palace, as if it could not bear his weight and was on the verge of collapse.

Though there was no one around Emperor Xin, it felt as if the hall was filled with people.

"Still... too lonely."

"In this cold and lonely Chao Ge, how to contend against the Alliance of Lords, against King Wu Ji Fa?"

Emperor Xin muttered to himself, maintaining a faint smile on his face.

Then, he stepped forward.

In the next instant, a terrifying scene unfolded.

Step.

Emperor Xin’s foot stepped on the ground, producing a crisp sound.

In an instant, a dark silhouette emanating extremely dense mist fell from behind him to the ground.

Bang!

The silhouette, human-like and pitch black, shattered into countless clouds of black mist upon hitting the ground.

In each cloud of black mist, shadows squirmed within.

Then, a grotesquely deformed, emaciated humanoid creature crawled out from the black mist.

It stretched its neck, howling, struggling as if trying to escape the black mist.

Each inch it crawled out of the mist,

its withered bones and flesh sprouted more vibrant muscle fibers and veins.

When it fully emerged from the mist, it had completely restored its original appearance.

If Han Zhan were nearby at this moment, he would be astonished.

For the one who crawled out of the black mist was none other than Senior Brother Shen Luo!

The methods of Jhin, the Virtuoso, have become increasingly unfathomable with the advancement of Dao Realm.

Reviving those who had their fate devoured,

this was the "surprise" Emperor Xin prepared for Han Zhan!