Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 407 Proclaiming Emperor
time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

At this time, in a desert in one of the six counties of the platform.

The violent sandstorm blocked out the sky and made it impossible to see the scene clearly.

And just behind this raging sandstorm, hundreds of thousands of troops were stationed. Next to the military camp, a large number of dark shadows gathered. Some of them wore black robes with strange black fog surrounding them, while others were half human and half demon, and were extremely eerie.

"Xingye Scorpion Lord, I'm glad you're here."

The man in black robe stretched out his right hand like a scorpion pincer and took off the bamboo hat on his head. He looked at the man in black armor and said with a hint of hostility in his tone, "Where is Yun Zhonghe? The Great Dao Master said that he would fully assist me in this battle. Where is he?"

The man in black armor looked solemn, "Dead."

Hearing this, Xingye Scorpion Lord waved his sharp scorpion claws, his tone sank, and he said coldly: "Boy, don't joke with me!"

The black-armored man still looked solemn, and said, "He is indeed dead. He was killed by Fang Xuan with a punch before Pantai Pass. We also lost a nine-headed sand python."

Seeing that the man in black armor didn't seem to be joking, Xingye Scorpion Zun's expression suddenly became serious. He had a close relationship with Yun Zhonghe and knew the other's strength well.

The fact that he could be killed with just one move showed that his opponent's strength had far exceeded the fifth level.

"What's your name? Can you make the decision of the Red Eyebrow Avenue Master?"

After thinking for a moment, Xingye Scorpion Zun asked in a cold tone.

The man in black armor clasped his fists and said, "I am Ling Wenmao. The second Dao master has fallen. I can mobilize these 130,000 troops."

"I hope that the deal that the Grand Master and you have agreed upon will still stand."

After Ling Wenmao finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he looked calmly at Xingye Scorpion Lord in front of him.

See you soon.

A dozen figures in black robes were slowly moving around Xingye Scorpion Lord, and their withered bodies were faintly visible under the black robes.

One of them suddenly laughed strangely and said, "The warrior who can kill the second Taoist master of Red Eyebrow must be a warrior of the upper realm. Do you want us to die? Don't forget, there is a terrible magic circle under that majestic pass."

"No matter what, the seal of the evil god must be lifted." Xingye Scorpion Lord said lightly.

Hearing this, the black-robed figure stopped talking. He then looked Ling Wenmao up and down and said grimly, "But since this person is a warrior of the upper realm, as long as he is not in the Divine Wandering Realm, it is not impossible for him to succeed. I think it is best to confirm it again to see if there is any mistake."

Xingye Scorpion Lord frowned slightly and said, "How can we confirm it? If you try to test it, won't you alert the enemy?"

"It's easy."

The black shadow waved his hand gently, and as a wisp of black mist poured into the desert beneath his feet, the desert in the distance suddenly surged.

"Let Baqi force him to take action. It's time for the monster under the desert to come out and get some fresh air."

"it is good."

After hearing this, Xingye Scorpion Lord nodded casually and said, "Wuwu, you lead Bagui to Pantai Pass, and I will lead some of the big guys out from under the desert."

The black shadow nodded slightly, and then his body turned into a ball of black mist. He went straight into the desert and quickly flew away.

Xingye Scorpion Lord looked at the dozens of figures following Wu Wu away, and a hint of coldness flashed in his not-so-big eyes. For them, being able to attract Baqi was an extremely difficult task.

If it weren't for the cooperation of all parties required to unleash the evil god, these evil demons and monsters that have been walking in the desert for many years would not have gathered together.

Yizhou.

The air in the commander's prison was damp and cold, mixed with a strong stench.

Chu Yan raised his head and stared blankly at the scattered sunlight shining in through the not-so-large air holes in the wall.

He has been imprisoned in this prison for two years.

As the governor of Yizhou, a real frontier official, he was imprisoned in prison, but the Dayang court turned a blind eye to it.

Two years passed, constantly wearing away the firm belief in his heart, and he changed from a high-spirited scholar to a dishevelled prisoner.

The dungeon was dark and damp. The winters in Yizhou were extremely cold, and hands and feet were often covered with frostbite due to the cold, and were also eaten by insects.

Chu Yan was originally the third son of the Chu family in Zhongzhou. He was well-versed in historical books and military works. When the Dayang Dynasty was still at its peak, he was also famous in the entire Dayang court.

When he went to Yizhou to serve as the governor of the province, he had already anticipated that King Xuan Yi would rebel and had prepared for the worst.

Unexpectedly, King Xuan Yi had already secretly developed an army of hundreds of thousands. Not long after he took office, King Xuan Yi directly raised the banner of rebellion.

The entire Yizhou officialdom was purged by King Xuan Yi with iron-blooded means. Overnight, the entire Caishikou area of ​​Qianyuan City was flooded with blood.

Fortunately, the special status of the Chu family allowed him to keep his life.

Suddenly, the sound of armor was heard in the dim corridor. A tall figure, surrounded by dozens of soldiers in black armor, stood outside the fence.

He wears a sword on his waist, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Master Chu, I haven't seen you for a while."

The man put his right hand on the hilt of the knife, puffed out his chest, and looked at Chu Yan inside the fence with a calm expression: "This year's cold winter is coming. Master Chu has survived two cold winters. I wonder if he can survive this year's cold winter."

Chu Yan was lying in the haystack in the corner. He moved his head slightly. He didn't even need to look at the man outside. He knew who it was just by the sound of his voice. The voice was slightly hoarse:
"Zhai Zhixin, don't waste your time. I will never surrender to the rebel party."

As the commander-in-chief of Yizhou, Zhai Zhixin nodded and said, "This is your only way out. Don't count on the Dayang court to save you. The little emperor can't take care of himself."

"Oh, by the way, maybe you are waiting for the Chu family, but there is a piece of news that I forgot to tell you. Half a year ago, a major event happened in Shangjing City. The entire Shangjing City was sealed. As for the uncle Li Yuanzheng you were looking forward to, and the Chu family, they are all gone."

Hearing this, Chu Yuan instantly sat up from the haystack and looked at Zhai Zhixin with anger in his eyes.

After glaring for dozens of breaths, he fell down again, his tone tired: "In this case, there is no need for me to surrender to the rebels. Kill me. The entire Yizhou is now under the control of King Xuanyi. I am no longer of any use to you." Zhai Zhixin smiled and said:
"You are right. Now the entire Yizhou is under our control."

All the nobles in Yizhou had completely surrendered to Qianyuan City long before King Xuanyi decided to rebel.

Of course, there were some people who chose to resist during this process, but they were all suppressed by King Xuan Yi with iron-blooded means.

"But you are wrong about one thing. We are not rebels now. Prince Xuanyi is going to be crowned emperor. The country will be named Qian and the reign will be Jian'an."

"Lord Chu is well-read, Qianyuan City, oh, no, Daqian needs talents like you. As the old saying goes, a wise bird chooses a tree to inhabit. If not for yourself, but for the Chu family, you should choose another wise master."

Zhai Zhixin continued to persuade earnestly: "Daqian is the place where you can show your talents. When Daqian unifies the nine provinces, the Chu family will still be the founding family."

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of clear phlegm came out of his mouth and splashed on Zhai Zhixin's feet.

Chu Yan said with a smile: "Zhai Zhixin, you are a seven-foot-tall man, but you are a heretic. It's a pity that I have a lot of knowledge but can't restrain you."

Zhai Zhixin's face changed, and the soldiers around him came over to wipe the phlegm off his feet. He looked slightly cold and said:

"Master Chu, it's not easy to get to this point. Can you really bear to see everything the Chu family has built destroyed in one day?"

"The Chu family?" Chu Yan leaned against the cold wall, with a mocking smile on his face, and murmured:

"The Chu family is no longer the Chu family that pleaded for the people six hundred years ago. The Chu family has brought Dayang to this point because of their own faults."

"A cruel person like King Xuan Yi, even if he established Daqian, the people of the nine states would not tolerate him."

Zhai Zhixin sneered, "Forget it, it seems that you are determined to die, so I won't waste my breath."

As he spoke, he waved his hand gently, and the soldiers around him stepped forward and kicked open the prison bars.

Zhai Zhixin drew out the sword in his hand, thrust it forward, and a white light flashed.

The sword pierced straight into Chu Yan's chest, and the powerful force nailed him to the wall behind him.

Chu Yan's hands hung down, and when he was dying, he slightly tilted his head, looking at the scattered sunlight shining through the holes in the wall, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

“No matter how long the night is, the sun will always rise. It’s a pity that I can’t see that better new world.”

After saying that, he lowered his head and all his life force disappeared completely.

Yizhou, the headquarters of the commander.

Zhai Zhixin returned to his residence and when he opened the door, he saw Li Yixuan sitting at his desk reading memorials.

"Third Prince, the coronation ceremony is about to begin, why are you still here?"

"Leizhou's advance troops have been slow to bypass Canglin Mountain." Li Yixuan just flipped through the memorial and asked:
"Why?"

Zhai Zhixin smiled bitterly and said, "The King of Zhenxi has set up heavy troops to defend Canglin Mountain. If our army cannot break through Canglin Mountain, we will not be able to directly capture the heart of Leizhou. Li Mingyan certainly can't think of this. This Chu Xin is the biggest obstacle for us to capture Leizhou."

Li Yixuan nodded.

Zhai Zhixin urged, "Third Prince, the most important thing right now is not the battle in Leizhou. In half an hour, His Majesty's coronation ceremony will be held. Since His Majesty has appointed you as the crown prince, you cannot be absent."

Li Yixuan shook his head and said, "I will not attend the coronation ceremony. My father has other arrangements."

King Xuan Yi decided to ascend the throne in Qianyuan City. If he wanted to make it public, it would naturally be held in the ancestral temple in Qianyuan City.

Li Yixuan continued to ask: "What about Chu Yan? Has he surrendered?"

Zhai Zhixin shook his head, half-knelt down and clasped his fists, saying: "I am incompetent and failed to persuade him to surrender, so I have killed him. I have affected your highness's plan, please punish me."

"Just kill him."

Li Yixuan waved his hand and said in a calm tone: "Scholars like this are the most pedantic. Once they have made up their minds, it is difficult to change them."

"Spread his news to Leizhou as soon as possible, and make sure Chu Xin knows it."

Yizhou Ancestral Temple.

All the officials from Yizhou gathered here. The black crowd stood around the square, arranged in an orderly manner according to their ranks.

Bells and drums rang, and King Xuan Yi, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a flat crown on his head, slowly stepped into the ancestral temple.

According to ancient system, when a new emperor ascends the throne, in addition to various complicated rituals, he also has to kneel and kowtow before the spirits of all the previous emperors.

However, the enthronement ceremony of King Xuan Yi was kept simple.

After King Xuan Yi led the civil and military officials to offer sacrifices to heaven, he stood on the high platform in front of the ancestral temple, overlooking the officials below with a majestic expression.

A ceremonial officer stood at the lower side, facing all the officials. After Prince Xuan Yi finished the ceremony, he slowly unfolded the imperial edict in his hand and said loudly:

"Since Emperor Xuanzong's death, rebellions have broken out in the Nine Provinces. I dare not forget the teachings of my ancestors for a moment. I will work hard to govern the country and revive the Nine Provinces."

"Now Dayang is corrupt, the government is in disarray, and Emperor Xiaozong is weak, causing the people to live in misery. As a descendant of the Li family and the orthodox royal family, I should do my best to save the situation."

"I now proclaim myself emperor in the ancestral temple and take the name 'Qian'. You, my loyal subjects, should assist me wholeheartedly and work together to achieve hegemony."

"My third son, Li Yixuan, is both civil and military, and is destined by heaven. I appoint him as the crown prince."

After the ceremonial officer finished reading, he slowly put away the imperial edict.

The ceremony is over.

All officials in Yizhou kowtowed and shouted "Long live His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)