Tiantang City.
The capital city of the Empire of Yutang was one of the largest cities in the entire Tianxuan Continent.
The population of the capital city and its surrounding areas was more than eight million people.
The city walls were tall and thick, easy to defend and difficult to attack.
At this moment, the city that housed millions of people was filled with mourning music. Countless people gradually appeared from all directions, forming long lines as they walked towards the center of Tiantang City.
It was Tiantang Square.
Tiantang Square was recognized by the entire Tianxuan Continent as the largest square in a city!
It was built by the founding emperor of the Empire of Yutang himself. During normal times, it was a huge training ground, but during special times, when it was open to the public, it was Tiantang Square.
Back then, the founding emperor had said something.
"All the warriors who train in this square, now and in the future, will be guests of heaven, even if they die on the battlefield! Never to fall, the souls of the valiant soldiers remain forever! "
Thus, Tiantang Square appeared. In the beginning, it had been called "Paradise Square", but as time went by, it had become Tiantang Square. The original name of "Wuan City" had also gradually disappeared, becoming Tiantang City instead.
Countless people swarmed into Tiantang Square from all directions like the tide.
Everyone wore a respectful expression, some wore white flowers, some had black muslin on their arms, some had a bouquet of fresh flowers; incense, candles, and other memorial items were everywhere.
Today was not an ordinary memorial.
It was a memorial to all the valiant souls who had died on the battlefield in the name of the entire nation!
Especially the Nine Supremes!
This mysterious name, this mysterious combination.
Nine mysterious heroes. No one knew what their surnames were, no one knew what they looked like. However, everyone knew that these nine people were the Empire of Yutang's top secret, the guardians of the entire Empire of Yutang.
The Nine Supremes would always appear at the crucial moments of the countless wars between nations. As long as the Nine Supremes appeared, no matter how dangerous the war was, it could be averted.
They were the guarantee of victory on the battlefield!
Last year, on the ninth day of the third month. This day would never be forgotten by the people of Yutang.
It was on that day that they lost the Nine Supremes!
When the Nine Supremes led eight hundred warriors on a secret mission, they were ambushed in front of Tianxuan Cliff. Of the 809 people, not a single one survived.
This was supposed to be a top-secret mission, but somehow, the news had been leaked. The Empire of Yutang had been investigating it for a year!
In the square.
Countless generals and veterans looked at the nine monuments in the middle of Tiantang Square, standing tall and close to each other, with tears in their eyes.
It was as if the nine of them were still standing shoulder to shoulder.
When they were alive, they had fought side by side, experienced joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Now that they had died, they were still together.
In the crowd, a low choked voice sounded. The voice came from the northwest side of the square, where the remnants of the army were gathered. Countless veterans who had survived the battlefield, including those with disabilities, were all here, standing ramrod straight!
Even the crippled soldiers who had lost their legs were still sitting ramrod straight. Facing their hero and benefactor, they respected him from the bottom of their hearts!
It was as if the scene of the Nine Supremes charging into the battle formation had reappeared before their eyes. How awe-inspiring it had been!
The earth dragon flipped, the earth churned, the enemy troops were thrown off their feet. That was Supreme Earth's display of power. Fire shot up into the sky, Supreme Flame's arrival. Giant waves surged, Supreme Water's arrival.
The calm sky was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, thunder and lightning. Supreme Wind, Supreme Cloud, and Supreme Thunder had arrived at the same time.
The Nine Supremes!
There was a sentence on each of the Nine Supremes' monuments.
Everyone who came to the square stared at these few sentences for a long time, their hearts filled with grief.
The earth was boundless, rolling like a dragon! Supreme Earth!
With the sharp metal in hand, the heroes bowed their heads! Supreme Gold.
Turbid waves surged, rampaging the world. Supreme Water.
Towering trees, pillars flowing in the middle. Supreme Wood.
Blazing flames rose, undefeatable. Supreme Flame.
Thunder roared in the sky, intimidating the world. Supreme Thunder.
Hero's blood, mountain pass in dreams. Supreme Blood.
Wind in the sky, heartless heaven. Supreme Wind.
Heart of the Nine Supremes, clouds hanging in the sky. Supreme Cloud!
The names of the Nine Supremes were carved on the stone tablets. Everyone seemed to see the nine masked men again, still standing proudly between heaven and earth, facing the army and saying calmly, "Come!"
In front of each monument, there were countless people standing straight, lifting their heads and looking at them respectfully. Especially in front of the tablets of Supreme Cloud and Supreme Earth, there were the most people!
Supreme Earth, the leader of the Nine Supremes, was the Supreme.
Supreme Cloud, the tail of the Nine Supremes, was the brain of the Nine Supremes, the absolute core!
…
The sun rose slowly.
His Majesty's imperial carriage, surrounded by the civil and military officials, finally arrived. The ceremony had officially begun.
Yun Yang stood quietly in a corner.
"Young master, do you need me to go with you?"
"No need."
"This … you are now …"
"No need."
"Yes."
Yun Yang rejected Lao Mei's request to come with him.
He knew that when he stood here, he would definitely lose his composure.
However, he did not want anyone alive to know his identity as one of the Nine Supremes!
Before avenging my brothers, how could I have the face to announce my identity to the world?
Furthermore, the enemy was so strong. Once the slightest news leaked, it would be too late for regrets! Yun Yang dared not take the risk.
He stood there quietly, his gaze deep as he looked at the nine stone tablets in the square. His eyes were filled with an indescribable bitterness and longing.
Brothers, I'm here.
I'm here to see you.
It was as if he was invisible.
He stood quietly in the dark.
The smell of incense and candles filled the air.
His Majesty the Emperor's sorrowful voice was reciting the funeral oration. Below it, there were suppressed cries.
Yun Yang stood far away, his back ramrod straight, his gaze unfathomable.
People walked past him continuously, but no one noticed that there was actually a living person in the dark.
He was like a formless spirit.
The Art of Cloud Concealment of the Nine Supremes, Supreme Cloud.
He stood quietly, not moving an inch. The wind howled, fluttering his deep purple robes. A sense of desolation filled the air quietly.
Night fell slowly.
The ceremony had long ended.
Fresh flowers covered the ground.
The smell of incense and candles filled the air. In front of the Nine Supremes tablets, fresh blood was spilled – it was the blood of Wu Wenyuan's remaining followers. The people did not have the slightest bit of pity for these people. After the execution, countless angry people even rushed forward to smash the corpses into pieces.
Throughout the entire process, Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan's expression was dark.
Just yesterday, Wu Wenyuan had suddenly disappeared from the Celestial Prison. In the middle of the night, his corpse had been sent back. Then, Wu Wenyuan's wife and mother had also disappeared.
The Old Marshal was enraged by the series of events that happened one after another.
The Board of War was heavily guarded, the Celestial Prison was heavily guarded, and countless experts were hidden around. Yet, things had happened continuously without anyone knowing!
This was the biggest joke in the world!
The Old Marshal had already changed the personnel in charge of the Celestial Prison three times because of this incident. He had even broken dozens of wooden planks. Yet, it was futile.
…
The people in the square left in groups of twos and threes amidst the sorrowful sobs. The large square slowly emptied.
Yun Yang still did not move, his gaze distant and deep.
This life of war, I die on the battlefield; I only wish for my brothers to be happy and safe in their next lives!
Their souls are not far, watch me!
The night breeze whistled.
The entire Tiantang Square had fallen into complete darkness.
Yun Yang stood there with his eyes closed, vaguely feeling that he was still among the hundreds of thousands of comrades. Beside him, there were still countless comrades. The feeling was so real. His own brothers were still talking and laughing loudly with him.
The night wind blew his hair. In the darkness of the night, his well-defined face looked like a meticulously sculpted statue. He was steady, yet lonely, and there was an indescribable sadness and depression about him.
Low sobs could be heard. A young woman dressed in white walked over weakly, hugging her youngest daughter tightly. Her face was streaked with tears.
Beside her, there was an old man supporting her with a pained expression.
She stumbled as she walked, like a walking corpse in a daze. The excessive grief had drained her already weak body of almost all its strength.
"Wang Zhuang, we're home."
The young woman murmured. Her eyes were dull and lifeless, like dead ashes.
The young woman passed by Yun Yang, not noticing his presence. Yun Yang's eyes were shut tight and he did not move, but the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched violently.
It was as if a deep sorrow had been torn apart.
Deputy General Wang Zhuang's wife.
Yun Yang still remembered Wang Zhuang. A year ago, Wang Zhuang had been married for two years and his daughter had just turned one. But this time, he never came back.
Soldiers died for their country, without regrets. But what about his wife and children?
It had been a year, and Wang Zhuang's family had lost their pillar of support. How were they now?
The young woman's silhouette gradually faded away behind Yun Yang.
Yun Yang sighed silently in his heart.
Then, Yun Yang frowned, feeling that something was amiss. He opened his eyes abruptly and saw four shadows following the young woman sneakily.
They were a few burly men, staring at the frail young woman in front of them. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable lust.
They carefully hid themselves under the cover of the night, trailing a hundred feet behind the young woman unhurriedly.
They were about to walk past Yun Yang.
A burst of murderous intent flashed across Yun Yang's initially blank gaze.
The four burly men did not know why, but they shuddered at the same time.
It was as if an evil spirit had stared at them in the dark.
"This place is indeed a little sinister …" One of the men murmured, feeling goosebumps all over his body.
"That's right … let's go back quickly. There are too many dead people here … it's uncomfortable …" Another man shrunk his neck.
Yun Yang's gaze grew colder as he looked at them.
Too many dead people?
Hmph, this sentence alone is a capital offense!
"But Wang Zhuang is dead, good! That dead man has been dead for a year, your father has endured it for a year. Now that the memorial ceremony is over, the limelight should be over … "The leader of the group laughed in a low voice, full of schadenfreude.
"That's right, Big Brother. When this dead man was alive, he couldn't do anything, and he made us unable to breathe. In the end, he still died a horrible death and became a lonely ghost … Hehe …"
"Hmph, when Wang Zhuang was alive, we were bullied by him. Now, it's time for the tables to turn …" The leader of the men gulped. "I have to say, that bastard Wang Zhuang's wife is really pretty … especially now that she's crying. It's even more heart-warming. And that delicate and timid little body … hehe …"
"Heh heh heh …" The other three men chuckled.
The four of them walked past Yun Yang.
Yun Yang sucked in a deep breath and glanced at the square in the night. It was as if he could see countless pairs of eyes watching him quietly.
Those eyes seemed to be entrusting him with a task.
He nodded forcefully, his thin lips pressed tightly together as he turned around quietly. His dark purple robes fluttered as he followed the ruffians quietly.
No matter what world it was, there would always be some filth! Yun Yang's murderous intent was overwhelming. If that's the case, then let me kill them all!
The further they walked, the more desolate and remote it became.
As they walked slowly towards the edge of Tiantang City, their surroundings grew more and more eerie.
The young woman subconsciously moved forward step by step, but she didn't think about where she was going, or where she should be going …
If not for someone supporting her, she would have fainted on the ground.
They were getting closer.
There were lights flickering faintly in the distance.
That was her home.
But could a home without her husband still be considered a home? It's been a year, Wang Zhuang, have you been well underground? If it weren't for taking care of my daughter, I would have gone to find you long ago …
Do you know how tiring it is for me to live like this alone?
Just as she was about to turn into an alley, a strange cackle suddenly rang out behind her, like the hoot of an owl in the middle of the wilderness.
"Hey … young lady, don't walk so fast …" A repulsive voice said in a strange tone, "Turn around and let this lord have a look … Tsk tsk … this body … it's so mesmerizing …"
The young woman turned a deaf ear to it and walked forward numbly.
A figure flashed in front of him, and four burly men blocked his path with their arms crossed. Their faces were full of schadenfreude.
"Hey … I didn't see clearly in the dark … Isn't this General Wang Zhuang's wife, Juan 'er? No wonder she's so seductive … Hey … Juan 'er, you … you … what happened to you? Why are you wearing a white flower on your head? What happened? I heard that our awe-inspiring General Wang Zhuang is now a dead man? That's such a shame … "
The words were extremely nasty.
The young woman and her husband stopped in their tracks.
The elder who was supporting her trembled with anger. "Wang Bao! What are you doing? Get out of the way! "
Wang Bao, the leader of the group, chuckled. "Get out of the way? Why should I get out of the way? When Wang Zhuang was alive, I would give him face if he asked me to get out of the way. But now … he's been a ghost for a year and you want me to get out of the way? "
He guffawed and said in a strange voice, "But … I have to say … Juan 'er's getup … it's really unique. Her eyes are swollen from crying, it makes my heart ache to see her … Juan' er, Wang Zhuang doesn't love you, I'll love you …"
The elder stood in front of the young woman and said sternly, "Wang Bao, Juan 'er's husband, Wang Zhuang, died fighting for the Empire of Yutang. He protected the country and risked his life for it. He's a national hero. You're only able to live and work happily because of the hero's protection. How dare you speak like this? Do you have any conscience? "
The burly man, Wang Bao, chuckled. "Hero? Who asked him to go to war? I didn't ask him to go! He didn't die fighting for me either. What hero? It's all bullshit to me! "
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