"I've told you everything that needs to be told. This tomb will fly toward Wuji, toward the end of time and space!" Fuxi said calmly.
Zhong Shan's vision was very limited due to the thick fog, but he could still feel the movement of the square beneath his feet.
"Toward Wuji? Won't it gradually disappear? "
Feng Xingyun's face was filled with grief.
"Don't worry, this is the Sky-Less Burial. Let me and Nüwa return to nothingness. It's the grandest funeral in the ancient times. Of course, you can't go with us. Once you leave this tomb, you won't be able to return to heaven and earth. Hold the Demon-Summoning Banner, it will take you away. Also, the Demon-Summoning Banner belongs to Qingqiu. Remember to return it to Qingqiu!" Fuxi said.
As he spoke, Fuxi's projection gradually faded. Apparently, Fuxi's last words were over.
Feng Xingyun solemnly kowtowed to Fuxi a few times.
At this time, the Demon-Summoning Banner emitted a green light again.
Zhong Shan and Feng Xingyun naturally held onto the Demon-Summoning Banner. A large amount of green light suddenly appeared on the Demon-Summoning Banner, enveloping Zhong Shan and Feng Xingyun. Gradually, they left the huge tomb of Nüwa.
Surrounded by the green light, the two of them seemed unaffected by the outside world.
They watched as the gigantic tomb moved further and further away, gradually disappearing from their sight.
The Demon-Summoning Banner quickly formed a cocoon of light that enveloped the two of them. It turned into a stream of light that pierced through the starry sky.
Zhong Shan and Feng Xingyun sat cross-legged and waited. They didn't expect to wait a whole year for the cocoon of light to disappear.
The cocoon of light disappeared, and the two of them landed in a valley. Not far away, there was a pile of ruins. Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
"This is? The Snake Queen's dojo? "Feng Xingyun asked with wide eyes.
The Snake Queen's dojo had been razed to the ground. In the sky, the entrance to Nüwa's Realm had also disappeared.
Feng Xingyun turned to Zhong Shan and said, "Chung Holy King, thank you very much. I'll remember this!"
"You're welcome. I've also learned something new!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"I still have matters to attend to. If fate allows us to meet again in the future, I hope that Chung Holy King can return this Demon-Summoning Banner to Qingqiu!" Feng Xingyun said solemnly.
"Don't worry, I'll do it. See you again!"
"Goodbye!" Feng Xingyun said as he flew towards the ruins of the Snake Empress Dojo. Not long after, he found a direction and shot off at high speed.
Zhong Shan looked around. Although he did not know what had happened, he knew that he must have been here for a long time. The Demon Summoning Banner had taken a year to bring him back here. How long had it taken to bring him to the end of space-time?
Everyone had left, but it was still relatively easy to find some scattered people.
Not long after, Zhong Shan found a cultivator. That cultivator was shocked to find out that it had been nearly five years since the last battle with the Snow Plum Ancestor.
After leaving the Nüwa's Realm, there was another bloody storm in the Nüwa's Realm. In the end, most people left. A year ago, when the Innate Eight Trigrams Diagram was born, the Nüwa's Realm suddenly collapsed. The rest of the people gradually left.
Almost five years? Zhong Shan was shocked. After finding a direction, Zhong Shan did not hesitate and shot off at high speed.
In the Yang Realm, heroes were vying for supremacy in the Daikon State!
The Daikon State was now a huge piece of fat meat. Although its luck had disappeared, its territory was still there. Through the accumulation of territory, it could slowly nurture luck!
Moreover, the Daikon State not only had luck, but also talent. In these days, the Daikon State's military strength had already left a deep impression on the people. This Daikon State was not simple.
In the High Heaven, in the imperial court, one-third of the ministers were missing. Where did this one-third of the ministers go? Were they killed? It was impossible in the imperial court, so they could only leave on their own.
The remaining ministers still held on to their positions.
Shui Wuhen sat on her throne and looked at the court officials.
"I am very happy that only one minister of the Ministry of Rites left in today's morning court! The Daikon State has reached its most difficult time, but I believe that the Holy King will definitely return. I think that all of you who stayed here have the same belief as me! "Shui Wuhen said solemnly.
Comforting the ministers was something that Shui Wuhen had to do every day. When the luck had disappeared, Shui Wuhen could still intimidate the ministers. However, after the news of the Nüwa's Realm and some memory crystals spread, many of the ministers left.
The Holy King was dead, really dead. There was a record of it. Under the eyes of everyone, there was no way he could come back to life. What were they still holding on to?
What could they do in the Daikon State? Wait for death?
Therefore, some of the ministers were attracted by the high salaries of the enemy and left the Daikon State.
As the days passed, more and more people left. Zhong Shan's chances of survival were getting smaller and smaller. The pressure on Shui Wuhen was also increasing.
"Reporting to Prince Zi Chen, the emissary of the Taiji Holy Court is requesting an audience!" A guard entered the palace and reported.
Shui Wuhen's eyelids twitched. This was the nineteenth time. The previous eighteen emissaries did not receive an audience or were killed directly. However, this was the nineteenth time?
The ministers stared at Shui Wuhen, waiting for her decision.
Shui Wuhen saw a trace of worry in their eyes. This was the nineteenth time, she had to meet them. Otherwise, if something big happened, these emissaries would pay a special visit to the ministers.
"Let the emissary in!" Shui Wuhen said.
"Yes!"
Soon, an emissary of the Taiji Holy Court walked in, followed by two subordinates.
"Taiji emissary greets Prince Zi Chen and the ministers!" The emissary said with a smile.
"What do you want?" Shui Wuhen asked.
"My Taiji Holy Court has stopped the Daikon State's army. This is my sincerity!" The emissary said.
Shui Jing nodded. Indeed, the Taiji Holy Court's army had stopped advancing. Only the Celestial Dynasty's army was still galloping in the Daikon State's territory.
"Mm!" Shui Wuhen said solemnly.
"With regards to the news of the Holy King of the Daikon State, my Dynasty's Holy King expresses deep regret. The Chung Holy King was a man of great talent and strategy. It's a pity. I'm sure everyone is clear about this matter. No matter how stubborn you are, it's useless!" The emissary said regretfully.
Many of the ministers frowned. They didn't want to admit that Zhong Shan was dead, but they had no choice!
"My Daikon State's fate is gone. What else does the Holy King want?" Shui Wuhen said coldly.
"My Holy King once told me that the Daikon State won't be able to hold on for much longer. At most, four years, or even less. Is that right?" The emissary said with a smile.
Shui Wuhen's eyes turned cold, but she didn't refute. This wasn't a secret.
Shui Jing and Lin Xiao also frowned deeply. Four years? At most, four years!
"My Holy King sent me here as a lobbyist. Everyone, are you willing to join my Taiji Holy Court? My Holy King is thirsty for talent. Everyone here is a pillar of the Taiji Holy Court. If you join my Taiji Holy Court, you'll be treated better than any other Celestial Dynasty, "the emissary said.
"Oh? Surrender? The Holy King of Taiji really thinks highly of us? "Shui Wuhen sneered.
"It's not that he thinks highly of us, it's the truth. The Daikon State only existed in name five years ago. Prince Zi Chen, Shui Jing, Lin Xiao, and the other ministers helped stabilize the Daikon State. There aren't many people like you in the entire Wind Tomb Weave. As long as you join my Taiji Holy Court, you'll be able to become a Marquis in the future. When that time comes, I still have to rely on you! "The emissary said with a smile.
Among the ministers, most of them had firm eyes, but there were a few whose eyes began to flicker.
Surrendering to the Celestial Dynasty and surrendering to the Holy Court were two different things. Previously, one-third of the ministers had only surrendered to the Celestial Dynasty. Some of them were tempted.
Prime Minister Shui Jing and Great General Lin Xiao didn't say anything, remaining silent.
However, the emissary's eyes were on Shui Jing, Lin Xiao, and Shui Wuhen from time to time. In the emissary's mind, these three people were the most important to him. It wasn't because they held power, but because they were too talented. The imperial edict had stated that if he recruited one of these three people, he would be promoted by one rank. If he recruited two, he would be promoted by two ranks. If he recruited all three, he would be promoted by four ranks! How tempting were these conditions?
"Many thanks to the Holy King of Taiji. Go back and tell the Holy King of Taiji that the ministers of the Daikon State will always belong to the Daikon State!" Shui Wuhen said coldly.
The emissary looked at Shui Wuhen. He had thought that it wouldn't be so easy to recruit them on the first try. However, the emissary had come up with a sinister plan to instigate conflict. At the very least, he could recruit one of these three people.
"Whether you're willing or not, that's your problem. However, regarding the Daikon State's situation, I have a suggestion. I wonder if Prince Zi Chen is willing to listen?" The emissary said with a smile.
"Oh?"
The ministers also looked at the emissary.
"Right now, the people's morale is low and Zhong Shan is no longer around. It's basically impossible to resist the external enemies unless fate reappears in the Daikon State. Actually, Prince Zi Chen can go one step further and proclaim himself as king. He can rule the world and accumulate fate to resist the external enemies!" The emissary said sinisterly.
Proclaim himself king? Was it to replace the throne and take over the throne? Change of dynasty?
This plan was indeed ruthless. Immediately, the ministers' hearts shook. Shui Jing and Lin Xiao lowered their heads and clenched their fists. However, they didn't say anything.
Change of dynasty? Gather fate to resist the external enemies?
"Bastard ~ ~ ~ ~!"
Shui Wuhen roared.
Shui Wuhen's reaction was too intense. The ministers quivered and the emissary was also slightly surprised.
"Audacious emissary of Taiji, you dare to instigate chaos between the ministers and the Daikon State? You deserve death! Men, drag this person to the Southern Heavenly Gate and behead him as a warning to others! "Shui Wuhen shouted.
"Yes!" Several guards immediately rushed forward.
"I'm the emissary. You can't do this. You can't do this!" The emissary shouted anxiously.
"There are three of you. Two of them are enough to pass on the message. As for you, die!" Shui Wuhen shouted.
"You can't kill me. You can't kill me ~ ~ ~!"
The emissary shouted as he was dragged out. The other two emissaries naturally retreated in fear.
Shui Wuhen looked at the ministers and said solemnly, "The Daikon State will always be the Holy King's Daikon State. If anyone dares to have thoughts of rebelling, their entire family will be executed! Court dismissed! "
After saying that, Shui Wuhen flicked her sleeves and disappeared from the Long Life Palace.
The ministers looked at each other and left one after another.
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