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Chapter 301

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Fu Baoguo's voice traveled far and wide.

All the soldiers raised the weapons in their hands at the same time, chanting in unison, "With this heart and this body, we serve the country with unwavering loyalty, until our deaths!"

A command was given!

The army departed!

Fu Baoguo's majestic body sat on the horse, like an arrow released from the bow, galloping all the way without turning back.

Somehow, Old Grand Commandant Fang felt a sense of determination as he looked at the figure of his proud disciple.

It was as if Fu Baoguo's departure this time … would never return!

His successor, his direct disciple, would never see him again!



It was a small temple.

There was a small temple situated in the middle of a vast mountain range with a circumference of no less than ten thousand miles, which was completely devoid of human habitation.

This temple was dedicated to the True Lord's Equal.

This True Lord's Equal was one of the legendary immortals in the Tianxuan Continent for tens of thousands of years.

His legend could be said to be known by every household, but for such a remote place to have such a monarch's temple, it was still a strange thing, and also a wonderful sight.

In the small temple, smoke curled up.

A person, dressed in a robe of stars, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, not speaking or moving.

His face was completely hidden in the rising smoke, and no one could see it.

Just like the True Lord's Equal who was being worshipped, his real face could not be seen clearly. What one could see was a hazy feeling, as if this person was in the clouds and did not belong to the mortal world.

In front of this person, there was another person. It was Venerable Lord Saber, who was covered in wounds.

Venerable Lord Saber had previously been besieged by three parties and had lost a lot of his energy. He had also been struck by Yun Yang's saber, causing his cultivation method to be incomplete. After that, he had rushed all the way here without any rest or recuperation. His condition was truly near the end of his tether. If he were to rely on his own cultivation base to recuperate, it would take at least three to five years for him to recover.

"So, the many arrangements of this tower in the Empire of Yutang have all been wiped out, with no one escaping?" The robed man spoke faintly.

"Yes." Venerable Lord Saber lowered his head.

"He Hanqing is also dead?" The robed man said lightly, "His doppelganger … is also dead?"

"Unforeseen events came one after another during this period of time. First, it was Ling Xiaozui who blamed He Hanqing inexplicably and planted the Soul-Fixating Sword in He Hanqing's body. Before the sword was completely worn out, He Hanqing couldn't use his clone at all. Forcefully using it would only further damage his soul. As a result, He Hanqing was killed directly, his head separated from his body." Venerable Lord Saber said, "However, when he was on the verge of death, he continuously used the Art of Soul Ignition. His spirit was almost exhausted. Even if he had a doppelganger, it would be difficult for him to return to the body."

The robed man snorted and said lightly, "So many years of planning and arrangements, so many years of experience in the martial world, were uprooted by a junior, a fish that slipped through the net, and in the end, even our lives were lost! If the Four Seasons Tower is filled with such trash, how can we talk about a thousand years of hegemony and a foundation for generations to come? "

Venerable Lord Saber dared not say a word as soon as the man in the robe uttered his words.

"More than a hundred people stationed in Yutang are about a quarter of the Four Seasons Tower's bottom-feeder force! How could they be destroyed so easily? "

The robed man closed his eyes, his face expressionless. "Looks like He Hanqing is really old!"

Venerable Lord Saber pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Regarding the current change, it may not be entirely He Hanqing's responsibility. It is also because the enemy we are facing is too strong. Take the last battle as an example, we are not facing the remnants of the Nine Supremes, but the School of Spring and Autumn and the Concourse of the Underworld. The fundamental reason for our defeat is that the Concourse of the Underworld sent out all ten of its Yama Kings at the same time. Their elites were revealed and they caught us off guard. In addition, there were many follow-up arrangements. Facing such a situation now, an unprecedented war in the martial world might happen as soon as we make a move. This subordinate dared not act rashly, so I have come to report this to Venerable Lord. "

The robed man said faintly, "It seems that the Four Seasons Tower has not terrorized the martial world for too long. The people of the martial world have forgotten the terror of the Four Seasons Tower. So much so that any random sect dares to bully us."

Although the voice was indifferent, it was filled with a murderous aura.

Venerable Lord Saber's body trembled suddenly, his eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight.

"Back then, the Four Seasons Tower had twelve halls, four Supreme Lords, five realms, twenty-four Celestial Primes, three hundred and sixty-five valiant generals. The Four Seasons Tower had terrorized the martial world and established its position as the top sect in the martial world. How many years have passed since then?

The robed man slowly opened his eyes, two bolts of lightning shot out. "The martial world is full of forgetfulness. The people of the martial world are used to forgetting. Therefore, many experts dare not return to seclusion even after they have achieved success. As long as they do so, there will not even be a legend of them left in the martial world. "

"Therefore, many people have no choice but to keep showing their faces in public, to keep doing things, to keep making a name for themselves, to keep fighting in the martial world. Only in this way can they maintain their status and reputation. In the martial world, only by maintaining status and reputation for a long time can there be continued benefits to accompany them."

"No matter who it is, be it the imperial court, the martial world, the scholars, or the generals, living in this world is nothing more than benefits!"

The robed man's voice was low and slow, filled with a strange rhythm.

"This is the origin of the eight words that have been passed down the world for the longest time. People in the martial world have no choice. It is nothing more than that! "

"As the saying goes, when a person is no longer in the martial world, the martial world still has its legend. This saying applies to those who stand at the pinnacle or the once glorious sects because they have created a sufficiently sensational legend. Even when they have retreated from the martial world, there will still be many people out there who will spontaneously sing praises of their past deeds. Therefore, they can live in peace for a long time. "

"Furthermore, as such existences go into seclusion, their reputation grows. The legend can only grow more and more outrageous. Dugu Chou, Ling Xiaozui, and Jun Moyan are the same. "

"As time goes on, the legend becomes more and more unreal …"

The robed man wore a mocking expression. "Therefore, in this world, the gods have appeared!"

The words spoken by the robed man had been spoken in a calm and straightforward manner, but Venerable Lord Saber was sweating profusely as he listened. He prostrated on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

"The so-called martial world rankings, the Unrivaled Beauty, the Unrivaled Expert, the Unrivaled Swordsman, the Unrivaled Assassin, the Unrivaled Sect, the Unrivaled Ancient Top Ten, and so on …"

The robed man said faintly, "The origin of everything comes from this."

"The Four Seasons Tower has entered the realm and reappeared. It can be said to be an existence that transcends the world. It has always been such a legend, the most intimidating legend in the world. However, because of the Nine Supremes' attack this time, this legend has been reduced to commonplace!"

"In the hearts of ordinary people, the Four Seasons Tower has become an ordinary martial world sect. At most, it is a formidable martial world sect. Therefore, some people have jumped out. They think that the Four Seasons Tower is nothing more than this. They think that they can defeat this legend, the top force of the martial world, and even replace it. "

"Therefore, at this time …"

The robed man stood up, his body surrounded by clouds and mist. He paced a few steps slowly and said, "The Four Seasons Tower can no longer keep a low profile and let things slide. It must strike with force, once again using the method of subduing the world by force and bathing the martial world in blood, to establish an unshakable reputation. This is the way to settle down now!"

"Therefore, as you have said, an unprecedented war in the martial world is inevitable!"

"If no action is taken, the Four Seasons Tower's opponents, or forces that dare to lay their hands on the Four Seasons Tower, will only increase!"

The robed man's expression was calm and indifferent. "This time, since the Concourse of the Underworld and the School of Spring and Autumn have jumped out, then … this tower shall use them to establish our dominance."

It was just two simple sentences, but it signaled the coming of a bloody storm.

The entire martial world would be stirred up by these two sentences.

Subdue the world by force, bathe the martial world in blood!

"Yes!" Venerable Lord Saber took a deep breath.

"Saber!" The robed man looked at Venerable Lord Saber with a sharp gaze. "How long has your cultivation base been stuck in this realm? How long has it been since you last improved?"

Venerable Lord Saber was ashamed. "It has been twenty-seven years. For twenty-seven years, I have not improved at all …"

The robed man said faintly, "This war in the martial world will be a great test for you. If you can't break through, the chances of you dying in the battle will be more than eighty percent! Whether it's against the Kings of the Concourse of the Underworld or the old monster himself … or even if it's just against the School of Spring and Autumn's elder level, you have no chance of winning. Your chances of survival are slim! "

"Now, Sword, Snow, Frost, and Ice have all entered the eighth heaven realm. Frost is highly likely to enter the ninth heaven realm this year, and then break through to the Dao realm. You, on the other hand, have been stuck at the fourth heaven realm for twenty-seven years. There's really nothing more to say about this gap! "

The robed man said faintly, "Now the world knows that there is a saber in the sky, but why don't they know that there is snow in the sky? And the others? You've kept your title, but they have chosen to improve their abilities in silence. "

The robed man said, "This is the difference! For every gain, there will be a loss. "

Venerable Lord Saber was sweating profusely, unable to speak.

"However, you have to learn to understand this."

The robed man stood up with his hands clasped behind his back and leisurely took a step forward. "For every gain, there will be a loss. However, there will always be a chance to take back the loss. If there is a loss first, there may not be a chance to take back the gain …"

His body walked out like the floating clouds and flowing water. He said slowly, "Perhaps it will never be taken back for all eternity!"

Venerable Lord Saber could only feel chills all over his body.

It was as if all the snow and frost in the world had fallen on him, chilling to the bone and freezing his heart.

His mind was muddled as he followed the robed man out. Outside, it was snowing heavily.

At this moment in the secular world, although the weather had turned cold, it had not reached the point of heavy snow. However, in this uninhabited forest, it was already covered in silver and snow.











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