Chapter 1914 - 1474: Dream Soul Heart Sutra! Clash with the Four Pillars!

Evidence?

What is evidence?

What is called evidence?

Jiang Dali’s voice roared like thunder now, questioning as if heavy hammers were pounding on Wan Mingzhu’s heart, dizzying her eyes and leaving her mind blank.

The faces of the Wan Family Elders were drained of color, gradually lowering their once proud heads.

He who plays with fire ultimately self-destructs.

The Wan Family is indeed a top family of the Holy Dynasty, standing at the pinnacle of the Holy Dynasty’s pyramid as rule-makers; usually, they can deal with anyone and reduce them to utter ruin without needing to provide a reason or evidence.

But this time, they picked the wrong target.

Marquis Wei Wu, the only Marquis of the Holy Dynasty in two thousand years, also does not need any reason or so-called evidence to kick them off the pedestal of being a top family.

And now, Li Menghun, who has appeared, obviously represents the Regent King’s attitude, wanting to let things go.

"Marquis Wei Wu! Let it go, the Wan Family Ancestor has contributed to the Holy Dynasty in the past, unless he’s committed treason, even the Regent King cannot take his life."

Li Menghun’s smile under the veil gradually faded, as she gently spoke to Jiang Dali, though her tone turned a few degrees colder.

Upon these words, Wan Lin and the other lifeless elders and even Wan Mingzhu snapped back to reality. Wan Lin’s face even showed a trace of hope.

Indeed, their Wan Family had contributed to the Holy Dynasty. With Master Li here today, Jiang Dali has no evidence. If he wants to convict them, it’s impossible.

As long as they refuse to admit anything, then today’s matter will be seen as Marquis Wei Wu oppressing people with force. Even if the Wan Family falls from grace today, Marquis Wei Wu will find it difficult to move in the Holy Dynasty, mutually destructive, and no one will have it easy.

Li Menghun, as the Venerate Dao Department Sect Leader most skilled at discerning higher intentions among the four sects, although the Regent King has shown no reaction to the matter, she has discerned the Regent King’s stance due to the silence over her report.

Obviously, the Regent King didn’t wish to publicize Jiang Dali’s entrance to the Sky to avoid causing panic among the people. He is also displeased with the Wan Family’s use of Lu Ping to spread panic and rumors across several cities.

Thus, Jiang Dali audaciously attacking the Wan Family, even if the Regent King knew, he did not stop it. He wanted the Wan Family to suffer the consequences and understand their mistakes and pain.

But simultaneously, seeing as her report was neither rejected nor approved, it is clear that the Regent King does not want the matter to cause too much upheaval in the court, implicitly allowing her to intervene at a critical moment.

"Let it go?"

Jiang Dali, his face stern as iron, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Li Menghun wearing her veil, slightly lifting his chin. His lips curled into a cold sneer, with a prominent nose and determined chin showing remarkable decisiveness, and his entire being exuded a rough yet magical charm, speaking in a chilling tone.

"This Marquis has always been about reasoning with people. Today, I am not here to make a random fuss nor to disrupt the rules. If we just let it go, wouldn’t that label us as unreasonable? This matter, this Marquis demands an explanation!"

"Oh?"

Li Menghun’s tone sank, her face losing the smile entirely, her beautiful eyes turning towards the gradually sinking sunset on the horizon.

At this moment, the last wisps of pale yellow light completely disappeared, the sky dimmed, brewing a subdued atmosphere before a storm.

A misty aura, dreamlike and fantastical, slowly rose from her body, as if the quiet twilight surrounded her, mysterious and unfathomable, she calmly said, "I’ve long heard Marquis Wei Wu loves to battle. It seems today, at this moment, you’re determined to spar with Menghun?"

Jiang Dali’s gaze also turned towards the horizon, the purple-red sunset casting a dazzling light over his bronze rugged face, adding a bizarre charm under the gloomy sky.

In a spine-chilling, calm voice, he slowly said, "I’ve long heard that Master Li’s ’Dream Soul State’ is unrivaled throughout history, silently causing lives to vanish without a trace, even allowing you to control them at will.

The weather is just right now, with a storm imminent, and moisture and electricity accumulating in the clouds. This Marquis, who has always engaged in hand-to-hand combat, would like to experience Master Li’s skillful moves."

Their seemingly calm exchanges at this moment instantly raised the oppressive atmosphere to a tense breaking point, causing the surrounding Wan Family Elders to feel immense pressure and a sense of dread, sensing a chasm-like gap between them and these two martial giants despite their Returning to Truth Realm status.

Meanwhile, powerful Qi Mechanisms of attention from afar immediately intensified, clearly increasing their focus.

Almost simultaneously...

Jiang Dali and Li Menghun, as if in mutual understanding, both slowly closed their eyes, falling silent.

It seemed as if the sky went dark in an instant, a fierce whirlwind suddenly blew down from the sky.

Everyone panicked, realizing the whole world had turned into a dark, bleak world,

The heavens and earth were chaotic, the sun and moon dimmed, all apertures screamed with anger, flying sand and stones injured randomly.

This was clearly the force of the strong wills spreading, even mere scattered aftershocks could affect the minds and spirits of those around, frightening and formidable.

Suddenly——

The wind howled, the heavens and earth rippled, and suddenly a golden flash appeared, as if tearing apart the black clouds and the dim world, revealing a vast, dazzling brilliance of golden sunlight.

A thunderous roar followed immediately, echoing through the hearts and minds of all present, the terrifying power and sound released in an instant seemed to shatter a person’s heart, to expel their soul from their body.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The biting cold gale continued to rage, stirring up rolling clouds of dust, and once again smothering the golden lightning-like glow, sinking the spirits of everyone who had just felt uplifted.

Crack!!

The blinding golden light of the lightning swiftly flashed once more, accompanied by an echoing crash...

The onslaught of images born of spirit and soul wildly clashed.

Jiang Dali and Li Menghun maintained their stately opposing stances, eyes closed, unmoving.

Were it not for their robes fluttering without wind and the aura around them continuously surging, one might think they were still just standing off without engaging.

Yet while the two remained calm, all the Wan Family elders, including Wan Mingzhu, seemed trapped in a nightmare, their faces paling and flushing alternately, suffering so much they seemed about to vomit blood, even their bodies started to convulse, blood began to seep from their seven orifices.

Should this continue, Jiang Dali need not take action himself; it seemed all the senior members of the Wan Family would perish today.

Suddenly, Li Menghun let out a muffled groan, her delicate body gently trembled, and the black veil abruptly lifted, revealing an incomparable celestial beauty beneath, akin to a starlit sky suddenly brilliant and breathtaking.

Her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, gazing at Jiang Dali’s handsome face, filled with rugged male charm, her Heart Lake stirred like autumn water.

A raindrop suddenly fell from the sky, carried by the wind.

Jiang Dali also slowly opened his eyes, his tiger-like eyes flashing with penetrating brilliance, just as the raindrop in front of him touched his gaze.

The raindrop instantly shattered into a colorful mist, gently enveloping Li Menghun’s face, which surpassed even Wang Yuyan, Wan Wan, and others in beauty.

"Plop," "Plop."

More raindrops began to fall from the sky.

Jiang Dali looked at the rain mist connecting the three or four points in the sky, obscuring the entire heavens and earth, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, "Dream Soul Heart Sutra, indeed remarkable. Master Li’s spirit is strong enough to make this Marquis admire. Unfortunately, it seems you haven’t waited for the optimal moment..."

Li Menghun looked deeply into Jiang Dali’s eyes, her expression returning to calm, her gaze replaced by a hint of rainbow light, she stated lightly, "Marquis Wei Wu, truly the only Marquis in two thousand years! You have achieved the result you wanted."

With that, she suddenly floated upwards, her graceful figure soaring with an indescribable elegance, her silver robe melding into the vast rain curtain, vanishing in an instant.

A strong person trains the mind!

The battle of the spirit surpasses even the clash of mind and body.

Yet Jiang Dali has always been a tenacious berserker heavily focused on the spirit, his Spirit Realm has long achieved the Primordial State, even bypassing ninety percent of the Primordial Spirit damage caused by Sword Twenty-Three, so he is not afraid to engage in a spirit battle with Li Menghun.

However, in this battle, if not for the influence of the Wan Family, Li Menghun may not have retreated after barely losing a half step, before reaching the optimal moment for attack.

With Li Menghun’s retreat, it was clear she was leaving the Wan Family to Jiang Dali’s discretion, needing not even to intervene...

For the Wan Family, they were all affected in the spiritual confrontation earlier, now each one bears a shadow deep within their spirit, from this moment on it would be difficult to muster any courage or spirit to oppose Jiang Dali again...

"This Li Menghun’s Dream Soul Heart Sutra... It gives me an impression akin to a blend of Cihang Sword Manual from Cihang Jingzhai and the Heavenly Demon Great Method from Yin Gui Sect... quite peculiar..."

The thought flashed through Jiang Dali’s mind, suddenly recalling an ancient suspicion, that Cihang Jingzhai and Yin Gui Sect were always involved in the power struggles and conflicts of the vassal states, perhaps originally supported by a concubine from the Holy Dynasty’s court harem, aimed at perpetuating conflicts among the vassal states to prevent them from posing a threat to the Holy Dynasty.

Shaking his head inwardly, Jiang Dali let go of these conjectures no longer relevant to him, his gaze indifferently turned to the Wan Family members, now utterly pale and terrified.

Wan Mingzhu fixed her gaze on the Wan Family Ancestor slowly being lifted by Jiang Dali’s hand, her expression of unwillingness and frustration gradually faded, becoming calm and numb, and with a sigh, she spoke in a tone utterly devoid of spirit and fight.

"Wrong! It was all my Wan Family’s fault, it’s all my fault, Wan Mingzhu’s! Those who slandered Marquis Wei Wu, including Vice Pavilion Master Lu Ping, indeed, it was all orchestrated by me, Wan Mingzhu. One wrong move, the entire game is lost!"

"My Wan Family! Lost! Wronged!"

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(End of the month, plea for monthly tickets cleared out.)