Paradise of Demonic Gods

Concurrently, in that military camp, a young militant came charging over on a horse and stopped less than 100 meters away from Divine Martial Pass’ city walls. He shouted loudly, “People in the Divine Martial Pass listen up! The Great Jin Dynasty’s Prince Xin has led 300,000 soldiers of the Country Salvaging Army ¹  across a great distance to provide assistance to the Divine Capital. Open up the city gates quickly and welcome the Emperor’s army!”

Hearing his words, a commotion broke out in the Divine Martial Pass, and the city’s general who was on guard turned pale. The longspear he clenched in his hand also trembled slightly.

‘To think that it’s really Prince Xin…’

The Great Jin Dynasty’s Prince Xin was the previous late Emperor’s brother and had grown up in the military camp, making great advances in martial arts. At the age of 15, he had already stepped into the Disha Realm, and no one knew what level his martial arts had reached by now.

He was not just a boor who only knew how to cultivate martial arts. Prince Xin was also good in war and had great achievements in the management of military forces. After the late Emperor passed away, he guarded over the northern borders. He was the late Emperor’s most trusted guardian pillar for the country, and he had countless strategists and warriors by his side, allowing him to build up the Beiyuan Region into an impenetrable defense.

‘Could it be that Prince Xin has rebelled as well?’ The brows of the general in the city furrowed tightly. In fact, with the rising chaos, there had been rumors since a long time ago that Prince Xin in the north had rebelled, bathing the regional governor’s manor in the Beiyuan Region in blood. It was rumored that he was already in control of the entire Beiyuan Region.

In the military base, a young man wearing a purple-gold headgear and ocher-colored robe stood proudly amongst the other soldiers. Essential Qis were gathered at his eyes, emitting a series of divine light as he kept on assessing the Divine Martial Pass from afar.

This young man was Prince Xin’s eldest son, the leading vanguard in this Country Salvaging Army—Fang Wangshu.

This time around, Prince Xin had defeated the elites in plains and wiped out the 550,000 forces there. He pushed the tribes on the plains until they were on their last breath, forcing them back to the northern snow plains. These people would not dare to head down southward, at least not within the next ten years.

He then led 300,000 armed cavalry southward, emerging victorious in all the places he passed by. They entered the Serene Region and fought their way to the Divine Martial Pass.

During this trip, most of the rebels and militants would either flee upon hearing them arrive or open the city gates to welcome them.

A few rare resisting militants were also badly crushed by this group of elites that had experienced warfare throughout the year while being stationed in the north.

This also resulted in Prince Xin’s subordinates and soldiers becoming increasingly arrogant and overbearing, looking down on armies of the other feudal vassals in Middle-earth.

“Young Master,” a militant next to Fang Wangshu said, “So long as this guarding general in the Divine Martial Pass has a bit of brain, he’ll probably open up the city gates immediately and welcome our forces. By then, the Jing Region will be right before us. Within three days, we’ll be able to arrive at the Divine Capital. This will be an achievement of great merit.”

At the thought of the great merit of being the first to attack into Jing Region and even trampling on the Divine Capital… Fang Wangshu’s heart throbbed uncontrollably. He still had a few other younger brothers who were watching him closely.

Fang Wangshu’s countenance turned cold, and the killing intent in his eyes grew increasingly intense.

“Spread the orders. Every rest and reorganize for two hours. If the Divine Martial Pass doesn’t surrender after two hours, I’ll make sure not a single one of them is spared.”

…

Three days later, in the Imperial Study, Fang Xingjian formed seals with his hands and there seemed to be invisible currents seething between his palms.

He was utilizing all the excessive calculating abilities of everyone in the entire Divine Capital to help him derive the high-dimensional sword arts.

Over the past few days, he kept on performing the Lives’ Wisdom Seal. The more he did so, the more he could sense the profoundness behind it.

It was because this technique did not use simple brute force to activate the citizens’ wisdom. Instead, it made use of the calculative abilities that they did not use in their daily lives.

With that, not only would the citizens not sense the existence of the Lives’ Wisdom Seal during the period of time that their excessive calculative abilities were used, it would also be a means of training their wisdom. Their intelligence would be raised subconsciously, and the longer the Lives’ Wisdom Seal was performed, the average wisdom level of the citizens would only grow increasingly stronger.

The prolonged period of connection with their consciousness and mobilization of their wisdom could also subconsciously raise the citizens’ submission level toward him.

This could be said to be a great art that provided a win-win situation. Not only could it increase the cultivator’s strength, it could also raise the entire country’s potential and the citizens’ wisdom.

‘The Royal Heavenly Great Art’s Royal Heavenly Great Palm Imprint already has such a great impact. The Ascendant Heavenly Sect is really not to be underestimated. The other two sects that are on par with them will definitely be by no means insignificant either.’

Just as Fang Xingjian was contemplating these, an official ran to the Imperial Study together with a young eunuch, dropping to his knees outside the door.

“Your… Your Majesty!”

Fang Xingjian squinted his eyes slightly as though his gaze penetrated through layers of obstruction and could see the scene outside the Divine Capital.

However, he still asked, “What is it?”

That official said in horror, “Your Majesty, Prince Xin has revolted and led 300,000 armed cavalry southward. Their vanguards have already arrived outside the Divine Capital.”

Concurrently, as the vanguards led by Fang Wangshu arrived outside the Divine Capital, a great commotion broke out within the city.

Countless hearsays and rumors spread around.

Some people said that Prince Xin had fought his way down, while others said that some feudal vassals had fought their way down.

Some people said that an army of several ten thousand troops had passed by. There were also people who said that an army of 800,000 soldiers had besieged the city.

Different rumors were spread all over the place, causing everyone in the Divine Capital to be on tenterhooks.

It was truly astonishing for Prince Xin’s soldiers to fight their way to the Divine Capital. The entire city broke out in panic, and there were even people who were thinking of surrendering.

On the walls of the Divine Capital, rows of militants looked down at Prince Xin’s forces, frowning and not saying a word. When they sensed the strong might and soaring pernicious aura coming from the army, their faces filled with worry.

“The cavalry under Prince Xin went to war against the tribes in the northern plains throughout the years. Be it their martial art realm, their killing experience, or the teamwork between themselves, they far surpass those of the Imperial Guards,” a militant said worriedly. “If we were to battle outside the city, it would probably be hard for the Imperial Guards and the city guards to emerge victoriously.

“However, if we continue to just be on the defense, they will not have sufficient manpower or dry rations and won’t succeed in breaking their way in. Meanwhile, we still have backup military rations that haven’t been utilized. We can form another army of 100,000 soldiers at any time.”

“But if we just guard the city…” another militant sighed. “These people here are just the vanguards. Once the 300,000 soldiers led by Prince Xin arrive…”

He did not continue, but everyone already understood what he meant. Their expressions became increasingly grim.

Prince Xin had caused all the tribes in the northern plains to be on tenterhooks despite the fact that he had stood watch over the northern borders by himself. His reputation as the Prince of Northern Suppression spread across the world.

When a character like this was on friendly terms with them, they would naturally feel very safe. However, when the person became an enemy, it would place anyone on tenterhooks.

Just then, the Imperial Preceptor He Wanzhou arrived.

“Imperial Preceptor!”

“Imperial Preceptor!”

“Paying respects to Imperial Preceptor!”

He Wanzhou’s expression was solemn as he looked at the army outside the city. There seemed to be sharp glows flashing in his eyes.

“His Majesty has tasked me with the responsibility of wiping out the rebellions. I hope that everyone here can do our utmost and stand united. After we’ve wiped out the rebels, the imperial court will definitely provide you with the rewards you deserve.”

This grandmaster from the Confucian Sect has made his name in the imperial court for many years, and both his martial arts and reputation could suppress the scene. Naturally, the militants did not dare to create trouble.

He then turned and made an introduction to the others, “This is Miss Marie, an expert His Majesty has engaged the help of to aid us in dealing with the rebelling forces.”

The beautiful young lady standing behind He Wanzhou was the Crown Princess who had been released by Fang Xingjian. However, the other militants clearly did not view her in high regard, nor did they think that such a beautiful lady would be capable of wiping out the rebelling forces.

Just as everyone was discussing the plan to deal with the enemy, the forces outside the city started moving.

A burly man with beard stubble all over his face charged out, leading 2,000 elite warriors towardf the city gate.