Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 291: Decisive Battle with Mr. Dongfang

The sky was gloomy, and the wind and snow were swirling just like a few days ago.

Shui Qingliu, Lv Jiu, and several hundred others had already run to the attic far away. They stood closely together, cautiously watching the scene.

The six clan leaders were not present. From the distant valley, there came the sound of intense fighting, with the Western Qin army attacking the valley using a barrage of stone cannons, crossbows, and catapults.

However, Xin Zhuo's attention was completely focused on the opposite attic. To be honest, he had never seen the real Mr. Dongfang. The old man he had seen on Fulong Mountain and the old scholar in front of him were completely different, but he still recognized this person as Mr. Dongfang at first glance.

This was due to a natural intuition towards his archenemy. "I know it's you, it must be you."

The impression that Mr. Dongfang gave him was different from most practitioners. This person seemed to have cultivated martial arts and supernatural powers far beyond ordinary people, or possessed a profound foundation that the younger generation did not have.

On the other hand, the young man with a feminine appearance gave him a very ordinary feeling. Sword cultivation and the Sword Pool were the pinnacle forms of sword cultivation in this world and were quite common.

"To mobilize three Grand Venerables and four Lesser Venerables from Baiheqiu to set up a trap to kill me, Grand Great Master, is truly a grand plan! This deadly situation is truly awe-inspiring."

Xin Zhuo chose to speak first, with a serious expression and a sincere tone. When facing Mr. Dongfang, he felt it necessary to be sincere... and engage in a real battle.

Mr. Dongfang remained indifferent, his Confucian robe swaying in the wind. His figure appeared somewhat thin, but it seemed to contain the might of thunder, making him not to be underestimated. However, a trace of weariness flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.

He was born in the prestigious Baiheqiu sect in the Western Regions, the son of the sect leader. As a young man, he studied in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Andu. Within a few years, he soared to great heights with his outstanding talent. He had served as an official in the Six Departments and Six Ministries, proudly attended various academies, and led troops in battle in front of the imperial court. Those years were full of brilliance and talent, and some even said, "If you want to have a child, it should be like Dongfang."

He had also experienced the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, accompanied by beautiful women.

He had experienced everything that a talented person in the world should experience, regardless of what kind of talent it was.

But now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of "a hundred years have passed, and the world has changed."

When he first met Xin Zhuo, the other party was as weak as an ant, easily killable with a wave of his hand, and not even worthy of a real meeting.

But it was precisely this person who made him feel particularly exhausted. Difficult to kill, not easy to kill, and now he had the strength to compete with him.

Naturally, he could see that Xin Zhuo had successfully reached the level of a Lesser Venerable, and his breakthrough in realm was astonishing, surpassing others by ten or twenty years in just one year.

Letting out a sigh, he said in a deep voice, "To kill you is your fate, your identity, just like your realm and the secrets on your body. You should know best that anything in this world... is ultimately reasonable."

Xin Zhuo clapped his hands and laughed, "Mr. Dongfang is absolutely right. Then you must also understand that struggling to be a bandit, wandering the rivers and lakes, joining the Jiang family, and leading the Western Qin army are all reasonable for me. Life has its ups and downs, and my life as Xin Zhuo is reasonable. So, Mr. Dongfang, trying so hard to kill me is simply foolish and shameless!"

Mr. Dongfang stroked his beard, shaking his head slightly, a strange look suddenly appearing in his eyes.

Xin Zhuo looked beside him and found that the young man had disappeared. He didn't find it surprising, smiled, and lightly tapped the ground.

"Crackle..."

Ice and snow instantly spread for hundreds of zhang, covering the ground, flowers, and buildings with a thick layer of ice. For a moment, it became a world of ice and snow.

And dozens of sharp swords, like ghosts, suddenly shot out from the ground, shattering the thick layer of ice and stabbing straight up, as fast as lightning.

However, Xin Zhuo extended his hand and pointed again, and the incredibly mysterious layers of ice shield blocked and hindered them one after another.

"Boom boom..."

Dozens of lightning bolts as thick as bowls struck down, directly turning the hundred swords into charred pieces, scattered on the ground.

"Ten thousand swords stand firm, I am like a sword immortal, Sword Pool, appear!"

The young master suddenly burst out from a thick iceberg, his clothes rustling loudly. In mid-air, countless sword shadows appeared, like mighty waves of a great river, surrounding Xin Zhuo.

"Between mountains and rivers, I understand the eternity of this path. Mountains and rivers transform, please enter!"

Mr. Dongfang suddenly disappeared into the attic and reappeared in the sky. With a gentle flick of his finger, a huge landscape painting had already enveloped Xin Zhuo.

In the vast landscape painting, there were ink-like mountains and rivers, streams and villages, wildflowers and grass. It also contained the young master's myriad sword pools.

Xin Zhuo stood within it, like a grain of rice in the grand scheme of heaven and earth.

...

"This..."

Far away, Lv Jiu, Tuoba Linger, and Ning Zhiwei widened their eyes in astonishment, even showing a hint of humility.

The battle between the three Venerables in front of them had completely surpassed their understanding. They could comprehend the characteristics of the realm from the ninth grade to the Grand Great Master under the Venerable level. It was nothing more than using True Qi, personal spirit soldiers, and personal treasures to manifest various transformations for combat.

But now, whether it was Jiang Yuqing's ice and thunder momentum, the young master's sword pool, or Mr. Dongfang's landscape painting, they had all completely exceeded this category.

They couldn't understand, couldn't see clearly.

Shui Qingliu's gaze wandered, sighing lightly, "Junior Brother's momentum is the ice and thunder of a Divine Dao Child. It seems that the young master has reached the realm of a Great Venerable for a long time, integrating the three major forces of gold, wood, and earth into one, forcibly transforming the sword formation into a sword pool.

The most terrifying one is Mr. Dongfang. Now he has all five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. He forcibly integrates them into a landscape painting. It is said to be a secret of Baiheqiu. Although he has not reached the Divine Dao, he is only a hair's breadth away."

If it came to vision, among the hundreds of practitioners present, she was the first. Because her master, Ji Jiuwei, had reached the realm of a Great Venerable a year ago and also possessed all five elements.

Feng Shuning also said, "Understanding the laws of nature is the method, integrating the forces of the five elements is the technique. Mr. Dongfang is indeed a master of Confucianism who is over a hundred years old. He already has some Martial Dao techniques similar to Earth Immortals."

"Techniques? Many self-proclaimed authors' interpretations in the classics are biased, and the teachings of the elders are also vague. Without reaching the Venerable level, how can one understand the mysteries of these natural forces?"

Lv Jiu shook his head slightly, "I don't know how Jiang Yuqing, who has just reached the Small Venerable realm, can break through the combined forces of the two Great Venerables..."

He wanted to say the words "strangle to death," but suddenly couldn't say them.

In the landscape painting, Jiang Yuqing suddenly smiled, calmly saying, "Only after reaching the Venerable realm can one understand what Divine Dao is. Although you all possess the five elements, you cannot truly integrate them. How can you trap the ice and thunder forces of heaven and earth? Old Eastern Ghost, if Earth Immortals don't appear, with just you two Great Venerables, you can't kill me. You old fool must be confused and have a problem with your brain."

This statement sounded arrogant, but he indeed had the qualifications to say it. Suddenly, a towering shadow, a sense of soldiers, monster qi, and moonlight emerged around him, rotating endlessly.

With a wave of his hand, a mighty river-like water flow instantly irrigated the entire landscape painting.

With another wave, the river froze, thunder and lightning roared.

The sword pools in the sky instantly became chaotic.

The area covered by ice increased, and there were even more thunder and lightning.

The beautiful and magnificent ice-bound landscape painting slowly tore apart from the edges.

And that's not all, a blood-red curved blade, shining with a dazzling red light, flashed and shattered into hundreds of pieces in an instant. Each piece was extremely evil and bloody, with the shadows of dragons roaming and the four mythical creatures running, killing the sword pools and landscape painting in all directions.

(End of this chapter)