Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 515 Keys and Locks
Wang Luo's question was frank and sincere, but before Yang Shijun could respond, someone else had already done it.

Use sword light instead.

A refined sword light came towards him, carrying with it Yang Jiuzhong's boiling anger.

"You are courting death if you are so mysterious!"

The sword light of the general in the fusion stage, which he used with all his strength, shocked countless people.

Yang Shijun was also a fusion cultivator, and her reaction was extremely fast, but also extremely weak. She tried to raise her hand to pick the stars again, but she could no longer pick up the sword light as clear as pure silver.

The last time she was able to block Yang Jiuzhong's sword with her bare hands was because Yang Jiuzhong was willing to be stopped by her elder sister. However, at this moment, the general's rage had reached a point where no one could stop him.

Yang Jiuzhong had every reason to be angry: Wang Luo's overly calm attitude, his deliberately provocative tone, his insults to the Queen Mother...

However, he himself knew very well that these were not even excuses.

There was only one reason why he was always filled with anger: Yang Wuyi was dead.

The brother who had followed him since childhood, as frail as a small animal, yet more intelligent and mature than anyone else, was dead. He died outside Liuyan City in Sang County, in front of Wang Luo and Li Fengxian.

Yang Jiuzhong had never felt such heartache, as if he was torn in two.

Therefore, he had never felt so angry as he did at this moment, so much so that even Yang Shijun, who was like an elder sister to him and like a mother to him, could not stop his revenge.

The sword light was like a silver stream, dragging a clear and dazzling trajectory, and in an instant it slashed in front of Wang Luo.

There was no more obstruction during this period.

Only Nan Yingying tried to take action, but was suppressed by Yu Gong, Guo Yanfeng and Eunuch Chen in the distance. In the situation where she fell to the bottom due to the backlash of all living beings, she couldn't even keep her thoughts clear in her mind, let alone really save people.

As a result, Wang Luo was hit in the face by the combined sword light.

The difference in strength between Nascent Soul and Fusion is as great as two realms, which makes the normal power of this sword enough to kill ten times. Moreover, when Yang Jiuzhong drew his sword, he called on the Qingqi army around him. Although the army was not complete due to the rebellion of the four southern counties, it was far from being as mighty and unstoppable as the mighty army of 100,000 in all directions, but with the blessing of the remaining army, Yang Jiuzhong's sword still had the power of the peak of Fusion.

Theoretically, Wang Luo was definitely dead, and not even his body would remain...

However, the next moment, there was a crisp sound of a fairy treasure shattering outside the East City, and Wang Luo was not dead, and he did not even suffer any injuries. He was just forced by the sword light to fly backwards, and his flying momentum was as swift as the sword light.

In the moment when everyone was stunned, Wang Luo had already flown into the Eastern Capital on the silver sword light and landed in front of the Qianxing Platform.

The seal that should have stood outside the platform, isolating everything from inside to outside, seemed to have never existed in front of Wang Luo.

However, when several invisible wills quickly followed up and tried to drag Wang Luo back from the Qianxingtai, the earth hummed, and the entire Dongdu seemed to be moved by someone, releasing an astonishing recoil force, which bounced the invisible will above his head back.

The bloody light that was rising into the sky in the distant imperial city was interrupted, and a blood mist spurted out from Guo Yanfeng's gills. Only Yu Gong, a slippery man, was not affected, but he also looked as if his martial arts skills were shaken.

Afterwards, Wang Luo shook the fragments of the immortal treasure in his hand that were as bright and fine as stardust, and shook his head and said, "This time there really is not a drop left. The rare treasures collected from the hundreds of countries in the Immortal Alliance have finally been completely destroyed by you."

Without the protective magic weapon that the Immortal Alliance urgently collected, Wang Luo, a mere Nascent Soul, would undoubtedly be surrounded by dangers and be frightened at every step when walking in Xinheng. But he didn't care at all.

Because, when the three Mahayana monks were unable to pull him out from the Dongdu stage, there was no longer any risk at all on his future journey.

"So, I still have to thank the general for helping me complete this last section of the journey smoothly. My only worry before was that even if I successfully arrived in Dongdu, I would not be able to walk the short one-kilometer road to the Qianxing Terrace. There were too many uncertainties. But thanks to the general's sword, all the uncertainties no longer exist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Shijun's face turned pale, her body swayed and she almost fell down... She was only saved from embarrassment by the timely support of the maid beside her.

Wang Luo couldn't help but smile: "It seems that the Queen Mother has already thought of the answer to that question. So, do you want to come to the scene to check it out?"

Yang Shijun remained silent for a long time before he asked exhaustedly, "Shan Master Wang, haven't you ever heard that villains die because they talk too much?"

Wang Luo asked in return: "Who did the Queen Mother hear this from?"

Yang Shijun shook her head and said nothing more, feeling somewhat disheartened. Her attitude naturally affected the people around her.

Some people who knew more about the inside story just looked gloomy and began to consider making a backup plan or even retreating. However, some people who did not know the inside story immediately became anxious and uneasy.

Guo Yanfeng asked rudely, "Queen Dowager, what's going on?! That evil ally's spy has been trapped in the East Capital. Even if he has the seal star jade and can freely enter and exit the Qianxing Tower, how can he escape from the 100,000-strong army? We just need to maintain the military strength and trap him to death. Sooner or later, he will be sucked dry by the Qianxing Tower, just like the traitor Zhang Jincheng! Now that victory is certain, what are you worried about, Queen Dowager?!"

Such an impudent attitude naturally caused the civil and military officials around him to glare at him, but that was all they did because the question Guo Yanfeng raised was exactly what others were worried about.

The victory was clearly certain, so why was the Queen Mother so depressed?
At this moment, a burst of laughter was heard.

The laughter came from not far from the Queen Mother. The voice was hoarse and dull, and was occasionally interrupted by coughs, indicating that the owner of the voice had been seriously injured. However, the madness and joy in the laughter could not be concealed at all.

"I understand! So that's how it is. Your Excellency, you are really calculating. No, I should say that we, the native kryptonians of Xinheng, are so stupid that we can't even see such a simple and easy-to-understand truth!"

Nan Yingying laughed wildly as she easily broke free from the triple suppression on her body - the three Mahayana True Lords had all let go of their hands at the same time.

Afterwards, Nan Yingying was willing to be the talkative villain and told a simple truth to the people around her who still couldn't see the situation clearly.

"When the Imperial Master Zhang Jincheng was traveling around the country, encouraging local officials to cooperate with him in betraying the Heavenly Court, he should have said the same thing: when the Immortal Alliance approaches, the rotating immortal officials of Ming and Mo states will be the first to defect. Of course, the Imperial Master was suppressed by the Queen Mother afterwards, and his words were regarded as a treasonous lie, and no one in the country dared to mention it openly again. But I think it should not be difficult for those who are interested to find that the immortal officials had disappeared long before the Imperial Master was suppressed."

As she spoke, Nan Yingying couldn't help coughing a few times, her face flushed slightly. It was obvious that this outspoken villain's words had made her injuries a little worse. But after coughing, she couldn't help but continue talking.

"Of course, for most of you ordinary people, the concept of immortal officials is ethereal. Even in the immortal sacrifice, it is rare to see them. Whether they defected or not, or even whether they exist now or not, is impossible to verify. So when the national teacher made alarmist remarks, you were terrified and anxious. And when the queen mother suppressed the national teacher and dispelled the rumor that the immortal officials surrendered, you felt relieved. As for the truth, you can only rely on observing the words and expressions - to observe the colors of those who know the truth. Now, you can see the answer by looking at the queen mother's face."

After these words, millions of eyes looked at Yang Shijun at the same time.

She had been ruling behind the scenes for decades and had experienced countless storms. Her shrewdness and skills were better than most emperors in history. Naturally, she would not be nervous or timid because of the mere attention of the public. However, Yang Shijun responded with a frank and bitter smile.

That’s right, what Nan Yingying said is absolutely correct. The immortal officials in heaven... those immortals who were supposed to protect Xinheng have already defected to the inferior species... No, now they should be called the Immortal Alliance.

But how much does the defection of the immortal officials have to do with the current situation in Dongdu? Even if Dinghuang City of the Immortal Alliance comes to crush us in a few years, it cannot change the fact that the locals of Xinheng have already established victory at this time and place, right?
Gradually, people turned their attention back to Nan Yingying, expecting this villain who was not afraid of death to continue revealing the answers.

But at this time, someone took the initiative to take over the topic.

"Okay, Duke Feng, take good care of your wounds. The backlash from the Wish of All Living Beings is not fatal. If you continue to speak so bluntly, someone might die. And your current embarrassing posture should not be included in Xinheng's Ningyuan Map."

After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Nan Yingying nodded to Wang Luo, and then closed her eyes. Her figure suddenly became hazy, as if she was no longer in the human world.

Wang Luo said, "The answer is very simple: after the immortal officials surrendered to the Immortal Alliance, they took the initiative to offer their power - the power to manage Xinheng. As for the specific manifestation of this power, you locals should know it much better than I do. For example, you should remember how the emperor with the posthumous title of 'Hun' died four hundred years ago, right?"

After these words were spoken, most people outside the city finally understood.

And then, there was the fear of falling into the abyss.

Four hundred years ago, the Xinheng Emperor Gan Wuzhu was cruel and merciless. He repeatedly committed atrocities in the country, almost causing the people to suffer... and Xinheng's function as a test site for the Heavenly Court naturally stopped. The then national master tried to persuade him in vain, and finally had no choice but to ask the Heavenly Court's immortal officials to send down immortal magic to restore order.

At that time, Gan Wuzhu had enough confidence in the position of the immortals - he had repeatedly carried out blood sacrifices in his country, and most of the sacrifices were offered to the immortals. Without such a foolish emperor like him, where would the heavenly court collect such precious "experimental materials"?
However, when the thunder that lit up most of Mingzhou descended, the golden candle in the high palace, which he regarded as his life-saving straw, did not move at all.

Thus, the arrogant emperor died lightly on his own bed, without even a trace of his body left.

Also killed tragically was the then Imperial City Chief, the most terrifying Mahayana Master in the country. As the emperor's most trusted confidant, he was able to ascend to Mahayana through evil blood sacrifices. His combat abilities were unrivaled in the world, and in theory he could resist lower-grade immortal officials to a certain extent. However, the moment the thunderbolt descended, he disappeared like a puff of smoke.

His magical powers that could reach the sky and the earth were not able to be used at all.

It was also from then on that Xinheng people understood two important truths.

First, the Celestial Officials have absolute power over the life and death of the mortal cultivators. This power has nothing to do with actual cultivation. It is as if a seed is planted in the body of every new Heng person at the moment of birth. As long as the Celestial Officials have a thought, the seed will expand and grow, destroying the host in an instant.

Of course, in fact, not every Xinheng person has this deadly seed. But at least, every Mahayana True Lord - that is, a practitioner who can theoretically have an equal dialogue with the immortal officials - must have it in his body! This is also the means by which the Heavenly Court maintains its absolute control over Xinheng.

Four hundred years ago, the chief eunuch of the palace was easily killed by the immortal officials using this technique - when the immortal officials punished Gan Wuzhu, they even sent down thunder from the sky, but killing a chief eunuch in the Mahayana period was just a thought for them.

The second reason is that the immortal officials are too high up to be reasonable. Gan Wushu's blood sacrifice may have pleased some immortals, but when the national teacher stepped onto the Qianxingtai and asked the heaven to punish him, the immortal officials did not hesitate to cut Gan Wushu!

When it comes to worldly affairs, the immortal officials only trust the National Master and only respond to the National Master's requests.

Combining these two principles with today's situation, the conclusion is indeed clear.

In front of the Qianxing Platform, Wang Luo said calmly: "This set of Tianzhu mechanism was built by many wonderful golden immortals when the Heavenly Court established the Mingzhou test site. The power of life and death is like a lock, and Xinheng's national teacher holds the only key to unlock it. After entering the Immortal Alliance, the immortal officials handed the lock to me, and now, I have finally found the key to unlock it."

The indifferent words blew outside the Eastern Capital like the wind, and gently reached everyone's ears.

During this time, there was only silence.

After a while, someone argued painfully: "The national teacher is dead now, no one in the world can open that lock!"

Wang Luo nodded when he heard this: "So, I came here specifically to wake him up."

After saying that, Wang Luo turned around and stepped onto the stage.

The Qianxing Terrace in Dongdu is over 300 meters high. When viewed from below, it looks like an infinite ladder reaching straight to the clouds. However, when actually walking up, it seems to arrive in an instant.

Soon, Wang Luo stood on the top of the platform. He sat down cross-legged and reached out to knock on the hard jade beneath him.

"Zhang Jincheng, it's time to wake up."

Naturally, no one on the podium responded to him.

Because the imperial teacher who was supposed to be standing here, waiting for Wang Luo to come, had even his own body merged into the platform, leaving no trace in the world.

Below the stage, among countless gazes, a sense of luck began to grow.

But the next moment, Wang Luo suddenly raised his left hand, a golden light burst out from his hand, and a brilliant book appeared in his palm.

"Lingshan Zhang Jincheng, wake up!"

boom.

The earth began to hum again at this moment. And on the high platform, a dormant consciousness finally woke up.

(End of this chapter)