The world in front of him was swiftly collapsing. All the generals who were going all out to kill disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, it returned to silence. Only Zong Shou and the majestic figure opposite him who was dressed in black armor and holding a halberd were left.
What Zong Shou didn't notice was that the man who looked 70% similar to Zhang Huai was curling his lips.
Zong Shou was also smiling, thinking to himself that the person opposite him was probably going to act shamelessly.
If they started once more, then it would be the 7th battle.
To this Xiang King, if he didn't win this battle, he would lose. If he lost, he would be ambushed from all sides.
Which was why even if this battle ended in a draw, he would still lose.
Who knows when he would be willing to admit defeat …
However, following which Zong Shou was slightly surprised. The broken scenes weren't restored. They were restored to the start of the battle of Guangwu.
The aura of the Xiang King opposite him was becoming more and more explosive, like he had lost all his patience.
Zong Shou's spiritual sense actually felt a few impatient intents.
He suddenly waved his halberd and pointed at him. The gaze behind the helmet was filled with killing intent!
Was he not going to restore the battle of Guangwu and was going to directly attack?
Zong Shou's brows furrowed. Then, he laughed, his hand pressing onto the sword by his waist.
Looking into the sky, his expression was filled with disdain.
"Do you know? Although I Zong Shou admire your god-like ability to use troops, unparalleled military strategy, I don't like you. What I look down on the most is your character? "
"Since you were so magnanimous and let that person go during the Hongmen Feast. Why don't you be a hero to the end? Why capture his parents to threaten and chop them into meat paste? "
Naturally, that Han King wasn't much better. It was said that when he was escaping, he felt that the horse pulling the carriage was too slow, so he kicked his son off the carriage.
"Killing a ruler is disloyal and unrighteous. You are biased and you are destroying your own wall. What right do you have to be the master of the Cloud World? "
"If I, Zong Shou, was possessed by someone like you, I would only feel ashamed!"
The black-armored figure's eyes were suddenly filled with rage. Descending from the sky, he slashed down with his halberd!
When the aura surged up, a vast and unstoppable, incomparably tyrannical Will also fiercely charged forth.
This was the Invincible Halberd! Because of his belief that he was invincible, the intent of this halberd was also invincible!
Zong Shou's body leaned back slightly. Although he did not have a physical body in the illusion, he still felt that his consciousness was slightly dizzy and uncomfortable.
Was this the Overlord of Xiangchu from ancient times? Sure enough, she had the strength to pick up a mountain and her aura was unparalleled!
His eyes turned cold. You have an invincible halberd, but I, Zong Shou, have never lost to anyone with the sword in my hand.
Even if the legendary hero of the ages was reborn before his eyes, he would still dare to draw his sword and fight!
With a thought, a sword light flashed out from Zong Shou's hand. In just a thousandth of a second, the sword and halberd clashed!
Zong Shou's Spiritual Sense was nearly forcefully scattered by the invincible halberd intent. His Spiritual Sense was in a daze, but he instinctively slashed out once more!
'Clang!' Another heavy sound rang out, one after another. Halberd after halberd was blocked by the sword light. However, Zong Shoxin's Spiritual Sense was like it was being hammered down by a heavy hammer, each time heavier than the last.
At the most serious time, he nearly lost consciousness. He could only rely on his instincts to fight and block! His body was also continuously retreating, the human image formed in the illusion mirror also became more and more illusionary.
That baby Qilin was crying out, filled with anxiousness and worry. Like it was rushing him to back out of the illusion.
The Illusionary Heart Mirror was also constantly ringing. This was a warning.
Zong Shou didn't bother, all his Spiritual Sense turned into chaos. Only one Spiritual Sense remained. It was like a pillar that supported his mind and spirit.
It became clearer and clearer, more and more firm, indestructible.
… He couldn't lose! If he lost, he would die! How could he allow himself to lose to such a person?
Even if he was an invincible overlord, he had to fight to the end!
Slowly, Zong Shou's face regained calmness. When he slashed out with the sword in his hand, it was even more stable. Even if he was like a small boat that was about to be drowned in the sky full of halberd shadows, he was still calm, ethereal and elegant.
Within a hundred feet, it was his unbreakable sword domain!
He was still being suppressed by this extremely strong aura. However, Zong Shou was able to use the one origin yin sword to defend the hundred feet of space around him.
The dazzling silver sword shadow formed a dazzling 'circle' that was integrated into one whole entity. It was like a rubber ball filled with energy. No matter what kind of strength one used, one wouldn't be able to break it. It would only welcome an even stronger rebound.
The sounds of sword and halberd clashing became more and more hurried, like rain hitting a banana leaf, continuous and unending. Who knows how long had passed, who knows how many strikes they had clashed.
Zong Shou's sword had already broken several times under the suppression of this large halberd. However, each time the sword broke, Zong Shou would be able to pull out a new sword from his sheath.
This was a world of Spiritual Sense, where his heart wanted, he could naturally form it.
However, each time the sword broke, Zong Shou's aura would weaken by a little. After all, it was formed by Spiritual Sense. After it broke, it would affect him.
Only until the seventh sword finally couldn't take it anymore and broke. Zong Shou pulled out his last sword from the sheath.
At this moment, his Spiritual Sense was like a candle flame, like if the wind was slightly stronger, it would be extinguished.
However, he was smiling. The one origin sword was split into Yin and Yang. In this battle, he had defended for long enough. Next, it was time for him to switch to the Yang sword.
Who knows if this sword would be able to decide victory or defeat?
If he couldn't win, then he would lose! Then he would die!
The moment such a thought flashed across his mind, there was a light whistle in front of him. The silver sword light suddenly shone brightly as it pierced into the heavy halberd shadows.
However, moments later, the sword still hadn't pierced through the throat of the black-armored man. Zong Shou's expression suddenly froze.
Only to see the numerous halberd lights in front of him suddenly dissipate like the wind. The incomparably tall and sturdy black-armored figure in front of him was also destroyed without a trace.
The collapse of this world happened before that.
He had already won?
Zong Shou's body froze in mid-air, his eyes filled with doubt.
No! It wasn't that he had won, but that Xiang King had used up all his vengeful energy. After all, it was just a remnant soul and not the true body of that invincible overlord.
Laughing, Zong Shou kept the sword in his hand.
Following which he looked behind him, only to see that there was nothing behind him. He couldn't help but frown. Just now, he felt like there was someone behind him.
Was it an illusion?
Who cares! Anyways, it seemed like he had already passed this stage.
The world shattered and returned to nothingness. Zong Shou saw numerous people walking over in front of him. Their faces and bodies were really similar, but their faces were ashen white and they looked really tragic.
Some of them were holding their own heads, while others were covered in ghastly wounds from head to toe.
However, the clothes they wore were really luxurious.
Taking a look, Zong Shou knew that these were the vengeful souls that were locked up in the Avici Throne!
The six race imperial families that the Shihuang used as a blood sacrifice.
Unfortunately, at this moment, they didn't have any blood for ten thousand years and there was no supply, so they were really weak.
Zong Shou couldn't help but laugh helplessly. At this moment, he was really exhausted. No matter how weak these fellows were, he didn't have any strength to deal with them.
Luckily, he had the Illusionary Heart Mirror and the Fire Qilin protecting him.
When fighting the Xiang King remnant soul, he wasn't willing to use any external strength. However, he wasn't stubborn towards these six country imperial families. He had to use his own strength to wipe them out.
His personality was like that, the stronger one was, the more unwilling he was to lower his head. He had to personally knock them down and lose to his sword. Only then would he feel good. He wasn't interested in these so-called imperial families.
"You are just slaves who want to destroy your country, yet you dare to attack me and occupy my soul body? You overestimate yourselves, scram back! "
A scarlet flame suddenly burned in the void of the Sea of Consciousness. A green mirror light shone down from the void.
It caused these vengeful souls to cry out in pain. They all retreated like a flood, retreating back into the Avici Throne, hiding deep within the restrictions and disappearing without a trace.
Zong Shou didn't have the mood to chase, forcing them back. In his heart, he was thinking that if he had a chance, it would be best if he found 2 monks or Taishang Grand Teacher Zhongxuan to purify the vengeful souls in the Avici Throne.
As for these six country imperial family people, he would give them a chance to reincarnate.
That Qin Emperor wanted to use the essence blood and souls of these people to protect the Qin Country for tens of thousands of years.
However, Zong Shou didn't care and wasn't willing to borrow the strength of these dead people.
At this moment, although he only lived in a corner, only 50 provinces of land, less than 1% of the Qin Emperor's land, he had such confidence.
Speaking of monks, didn't he have Jingyin by his side? Naturally, this girl couldn't be counted, but she was born in a famous Buddhist family, so she might be able to help him invite 1 or 2.
Thinking about it like that, Zong Shou was about to back out of the illusionary mirror. Following which he exclaimed as he felt a wave of information suddenly charge into his brain.
He didn't bother to look closely, Zong Shou opened his eyes and saw that within the Chongzheng Hall, several pairs of eyes were looking at him worriedly.
Xuanyuan Yiren and Ruoshui being here wasn't surprising. The matter today had probably made them worried.
Only Kong Yao's gaze surprised him. It was filled with curiosity and worry.
When she saw Zong Shou open his eyes, she exchanged glances with him before panicking and turning her head away.
Zong Shou found it weird and wanted to confirm whether or not he saw wrongly. Just as he heard the voice of an old man ring out, "Thank the heavens, the ruler has finally woken up, it couldn't be better!"
Zong Shou instantly frowned. Renbo? It was that old man again, what a killjoy.
Looking out, as expected, Renbo was standing there. There were also dozens of important officials of Gantian Mountain who were lined up in two rows on both sides.
Speaking of which, he really failed as the ruler. He had never seen a few of them before. A portion of them only had some impressions of them.
He roughly remembered that they should be the few senators in the meeting hall. Now, they were forming factions and causing a chaotic atmosphere. These few people were the leaders of the factions. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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