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Chapter 184 On the eve of the war, the altar collapsed!
Now Shen Qing's time is very tight. Jiuyou Holy King is already trying to touch the star core. Every moment he delays, Jiuyou is more likely to succeed.

Once Jiuyou takes the star core into his pocket, Shen Qing's chances of winning will be greatly reduced again.

With an entire star as the backing, it is difficult for Shen Qing to match such a powerful foundation. She currently has very little longevity left.

Beitang Shifeng soon received a reply and ordered a True Lord to send back a letter.

What the letter said was to ask Shen Qing to be patient and not to rush into action. He would need some time to evacuate the entire imperial capital and make some arrangements.

As for whether Shen Qing has this ability, Beitang Shifeng's reply did not reveal the slightest doubt, and there was only a hint of impatientness between the lines.

Regarding Shen Qing, Beitang Shifeng has long known that it cannot be inferred based on common sense. He also learned about Shen Qing's various changes in the past from the mouths of all the true kings.

In his opinion, since Shen Qing suddenly had this idea, he must have some confidence.

Shen Qing naturally had no objection to Beitang Shifeng's suggestion. She had originally planned this.

Zhao Yu is still in the imperial capital, so she cannot rashly start a war and must be fully prepared.

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There must be some secrets unknown to outsiders, but for a while, he didn't feel comfortable asking.

The moonlight flooded the ground like mercury, covering the entire land.

She didn't hide her aura too much and was quickly noticed.

What's more, even if she is exposed, she is not without the strength to fight now, and her chance of winning is even greater.

While Beitang Shifeng was making arrangements, Shen Qing had already rushed back to the Imperial Capital.

With such a huge loss of lifespan, even if Shen Qing could eventually kill Jiuyou, he would not have many days left to live.

Looking at Shen Qing, whose hair was stained with snow, his expression was a little complicated for a moment.

Zhao Yingnan actually couldn't understand this. Shen Qing seemed to be born to kill Jiuyou, and he devoted all his efforts to this end.

A soft call came from the side, Zhao Yingnan looked solemn, raised his hand to isolate the surrounding world, and said hello.

Such a huge star cannot be shaken by the True God of Creation for a while. Even with the help of a large formation, it will take a lot of time and energy.

Nowadays, she is no longer what she used to be. The divine general guarding the city gate has not even noticed her whereabouts.

Nowadays, many true kings already know that Shen Qing is exchanging longevity for his strength. Looking at it now, he is afraid that he does not have many years left to live.

As night falls, a dark curtain dotted with stars gradually rises.

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Cultivation is the purpose of immortality, and Shen Qing's actions are undoubtedly contrary to the original intention of practice.

Imperial Capital, Zhennan General Mansion.

Although this place is dangerous and very close to Jiuyou, Shen Qing is not worried that he will be exposed. At this moment, Jiuyou is trying to touch the star core and there is no way he can spare any effort to survey the world.

Shen Qing followed the breath and came to a wing room. Through the window lattice, he saw Ji Jingyu sleeping deeply inside and Zhao Yu in her arms.

As Beitang Shifeng's absolute confidant, Zhao Yingnan had obviously learned the news in advance and was not surprised by Shen Qing's arrival.

"Shen...fellow Taoist."

"General Zhao."

Shen Qing came back to his senses, nodded in response, and then said: "His Royal Highness must have told the truth. I hope the general will leave the capital with his family as soon as possible."

"The prince has informed me of this before, and I will send my wife and daughter away tomorrow."

"The general won't leave?"

Shen Qing heard the hidden meaning of Zhao Yingnan's words and moved his eyebrows lightly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been planning for many years. Success or failure only depends on today. How can I run away from the battlefield?"

Zhao Yingnan shook his head for a while and said seriously: "This matter is not the matter of Fellow Daoist Shen alone. How could I stand by and watch, take my family away and enjoy peace."

"Alright."

Shen Qing did not persuade her. This battle will determine the future life and death, and many people will die. If she wants to protect the future, she needs more powerful help.

It was really a bit weak to fight against Jiuyou with one person's strength. She didn't have absolute certainty in her heart, but she was determined to fight to the end. The next morning.

Outside General Zhennan's Mansion, several monks escorted a flying boat out of the Imperial Capital.

From beginning to end, Shen Qing did not show up. Zhao Yu is still a child and doesn't understand anything, so there is no need to tell her too much.

After this battle, time will pass.

After Zhao Yingnan sent his family members away, Beitang Shifeng's actions quickly responded.

He had already prepared for this battle. Many years ago, he had written several times and wanted to move the capital. The original purpose was to cut off the connection between himself and the royal family and fight to the death with Jiuyou.

Now that old things are brought up again, not many people are surprised.

The Holy King Jiuyou obviously didn't pay much attention to the current Central Dynasty, and the proposal to move the capital was quickly approved by a god general.

Because the place where the capital is moved is a barren land, the golden statue will be rebuilt, which is also beneficial to them.

With the strong support of all the True Lords, the capital move was carried out extremely smoothly, and it was almost completed within a few days.

The originally bustling and lively Imperial Capital gradually fell into silence, and several nearby cities began to relocate.

It seemed that overnight, the Imperial Capital became desolate.

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On the eve of the war, Beitang Shifeng came to Zhennan General's Mansion to discuss the final details with Shen Qing.

"Jiuyou cannot be defeated by one person, so naturally I am not completely unprepared."

At this point, Beitang Shifeng showed his true trump card. He took out a formation diagram and handed it to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing himself was a spiritual formation master. He had some attainments in the spiritual formation, and he quickly realized how extraordinary this spiritual formation was.

"This set of spiritual formations requires the joint efforts of thirty-six Guiyi True Lords. It can graft a whole body of cultivation into one person's body in a short time. With this, it may be possible to penetrate the door of creation and break through the mortal world in an instant. The barrier between me and the True God is what gives me the confidence to fight Jiuyou."

Beitang Shifeng spoke in a deep voice, with no complacency in his expression, only solemnity.

Over the years, he founded the God-Slaying Alliance, constantly recruiting monsters and outstanding figures from all over the world, spending a huge amount of resources and cultivating them all, just for this spiritual formation.

As he learned more about Jiuyou, he became more and more uncertain, and he still failed to see the boundary of Jiuyou.

"With the help of this formation, the chance of winning is 10% greater."

After carefully looking at the formation diagram, Shen Qing's eyes flashed slightly and he made a conclusion in one sentence: "Tomorrow, His Royal Highness will prepare the formation at the rear. I will test it out first, and then I will adapt to the situation."

"Yes." Beitang Shifeng nodded in agreement.

There were many people outside the house, and all the True Lords who could be summoned here were already present.

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Dawn broke, and the rising sun dyed the clouds red.

The Imperial Capital was shrouded in the morning light, and it was deathly silent, like a ghost land.

hum-

A big hand made of condensed divine energy appeared in the void very suddenly, and immediately without any pause, it pressed down with its palm.

boom!
The roar suddenly exploded, and the sound of the void being torn apart was endless.

In an instant, the strong wind suddenly rose and rolled up a mighty vortex. Before the palm print could be reached, the air that had no time to escape had been compressed into an invisible divine peak, which crashed down and crushed the entire imperial capital in an instant.

Only the spiritual pattern on the altar lit up, blocking the attack.

"presumptuous!"

An angry roar rang out from the altar, and before he could finish his words, a palm print reappeared in the void, turning his slanted palm into a sword, and then swept across with even more terrifying force.

boom!
Under the unparalleled sword, the sacrificial platform that had stood for tens of thousands of years collapsed and was abruptly interrupted.

(End of this chapter)