Three or four months flew by in the blink of an eye.
For Li Mu, who was practicing the Fire Emperor's Heart Sutra of the Five Emperors' Immortality Scriptures in the Everlasting Heaven, more than four months passed by in a flash. He did not even open his eyes once during the whole process. He was completely immersed in the closed-door training where there was no sun or moon in the mountains.
The golden ape outside the cave took some time out of the cave every day. Every time it came back, it would bring back a lot of things.
During this period of time, earth-shaking changes had taken place on the Divine Land.
The snowstorm on the pasture stopped, and the warm winter, which was rare in a hundred years, was ushered in. Grass and trees sprouted as if it was the beginning of spring. The barbarian tribes on the pasture, which had been deeply affected by the snowstorm, welcomed the light. The Spider Shrine, which had been wreaking havoc for a while, also strangely disappeared. The wars among the tribes were still going on, but they were sporadic. Compared with the time before the snowstorm, the pasture was much more peaceful.
Countless pasture herdsmen were sighing with emotion at the gift of the Everlasting Heaven.
However, compared with the pasture that welcomed the light of hope, the order in other places on the Divine Land that had maintained peace for hundreds of years was overturned overnight.
The Western Qin Empire was already besieged by internal and external troubles. It had lost more than half of the ten cities and nine counties in the border area. Although the Spider Shrine on the pasture had retreated and the Heaven Inspire Army had taken back three cities under the command of Li Yuanba, the Domineering Demon Halberd, the military god of the Western Qin Empire, the cities occupied by the Northern Song could not be taken back at the moment. That was because the cabinet and the military headquarters had issued an urgent military order, ordering the Heaven Inspire Army under Li Yuanba's command to send 200,000 soldiers to the northwest to suppress the rebel army of Lord Zhenxi. That was why the border army of the Western Qin Empire had dropped by one-third …
However, the nightmare of the Western Qin Empire did not end there.
Qin Fen, the deputy commander of the border army, led the army to Qianyang Province and pitched camp at night. He was ordered to reward the Qianyang Xingsheng magistrate Yu Fengxian of the Heaven Inspire Army. He drugged the military rations and triggered the three major corps of Qianyang Province to launch a night attack. After fighting for eight hours, the Heaven Inspire Army relied on their valiant strength to annihilate Yu Fengxian and the three major corps under his command. However, the deputy commander, Qin Fen, and twenty-three people under his command died in battle. Countless senior warlords were either dead or injured. More than half of the two hundred thousand Heaven Inspire Army was lost, and there were countless wounded. Less than a quarter of the people who could fight were still less than a quarter. Almost all the supplies were destroyed. They were no longer able to advance west and could only rest and reorganize in the already chaotic Qianyang Province …
The news was undoubtedly fatal to the Western Qin Empire.
The two main battle groups of the Western Qin Empire were the imperial army and the border army. Half of the border army was delayed in the battlefield at the border to clean up the mess, while the other half was trapped in Qianyang Province. That was to say, they had completely lost the ability to fight. As for the remaining imperial army, they had been guarding Qin City for hundreds of years and dared not to split up. Although they had made outstanding military achievements in the past, no one knew how much combat strength they had left, except for the large number of soldiers.
Under such a background, the emperor of the Western Qin Empire, Emperor Qin Ming, was still in closed-door training. The door of the secret chamber was not opened for a long time. Some people even suspected that Emperor Qin Ming might have been possessed by the devil and passed away.
If the pressure from the imperial court made all the people in the Western Qin worried, then the various rumors and legends from the Guanshan Pasture, the Holy Clan that protected the nation, gradually made many martial artists in the Western Qin feel hopeless.
Three months ago, Li Poyue, the martial legend of the Western Qin Empire, and Dao Chongyang, the Taoist Master of Mount Qingcheng, the Holy Clan of the Northern Song, agreed to have a duel at the border of the two empires. Top martial arts experts from all over the Divine Land went there to watch the duel. After the duel lasted 10 days and 10 nights, the two of the Nine Superbs finally suffered heavy losses. The moment the duel stopped, dozens of unknown experts abruptly launched an attack. Some experts from sects that were close to the Guanshan Pasture and Mount Qingcheng cooperated with some extraterrestrial demons hiding in the crowd to launch a sneak attack. Li Poyue and Dao Chongyang, the two Nine Superbs, died on the spot. They did not hesitate to self-detonate and took away most of the sneak attackers.
The experts who watched the duel at the scene were all influential figures in various regions. But they were also affected by the sudden change and suffered heavy casualties.
It was not until that time that the crowd realized that the duel had been taken advantage of. The two martial legends were killed, and many martial arts experts perished there.
Fortunately, there were many heroes among the spectators. In the end, they joined hands and killed all the remaining sneak attackers and extraterrestrial demons.
Nevertheless, the death of the two Nine Superbs was an irreparable loss. For the Western Qin Empire and the Northern Song Empire, it was tantamount to a catastrophe. Having lost their guardians, they were powerless to resist the invasion of the other Nine Superbs and could easily be beheaded. The royal families of the two empires, in particular, were in a state of panic.
For thousands of years, the Nine Superbs had always been the deities who stabilized the fate of the world. As long as they were there, there would be no major turmoil in the world. Even though there had always been friction between the several empires, the Barbarians, the Sand Race, and the sorcerer tribe in the extreme south, there would never be a world war that could sweep the whole continent. But now, two of the Nine Superbs had fallen, which meant that the balance of the number of Nine Superbs had been lost, which meant that the balance among the major forces had also been broken. It was very easy for a continental war to sweep the Divine Land.
The news spread all over the world, and all parties were in an uproar.
The first to stir up trouble was the Southern Chu Empire.
Because in that case, among the three human empires in the center of the Divine Land, only the Southern Chu Empire still had its own guardian.
In the Wendao Academy, the Holy Clan of the Southern Chu Empire, one of the Nine Superbs, Wei Wubing, the Mad Scholar, could almost sweep away all the martial arts experts in the Western Qin Empire and the Northern Song Empire without Li Poyue and Dao Chongyang, his two old enemies.
The Diancang Faction and the Great River in the extreme south were also ready to make trouble. The alliance of the sorcerer tribes became arrogant and clamored to launch a counterattack on the center of the continent.
After all, the barren extreme south had two Holy Clans in the world. Their heads, the Wave-making Master and the Evil Sword Demon, were both legends at the peak of martial arts. If they both chose to march north to the center of the continent, who could stop them?
The Sand Country in the extreme west was also stirred up.
The Sand Race had been living in the desert for generations like ghosts. In the eyes of the humans in the three empires in the center of the continent, they were regarded as barbarians, not even human beings. Their status was even lower than that of the pasture barbarians. But they had built their own country and civilization. They worshiped the twin suns as their totem. They were a race that combined politics and religion. The status of the royal family of the Sand Race was not as high as that of the Solar Palace.
After hearing the news that Li Poyue, the Guanshan Master, had died, the Solar Palace on the Divine Desert Hill burst into earth-shattering laughter.
On that day, the Desert Empire began to reorganize its army. The eastward expedition that they had been planning for a thousand years was finally put on the agenda.
Longxi, the westernmost province of the Western Qin Empire, began to be harassed by the Dragon Cavalry of the Desert …
Among the three empires, the Western Qin was undoubtedly in the most dangerous situation.
The Desert Empire in the west was threatened by the Desert Empire, which had rebelled against Lord Zhenxi. The rebellion of Yu Fengxian, the magistrate of the Qianyang Province, had put the Western Qin Empire in a state of panic. The cabinet dared not trust the local governments. The provinces were on guard against each other. They were in a state of disunity. And the border was threatened by the Northern Song Empire. It was no exaggeration to say that the current Western Qin Empire had turned from a prosperous human empire in the center of the continent into a mess riddled with holes. The country was on the brink of collapse.
It had only been less than half a year since he had arrived.
Half a year ago, a teenage Sage-to-be showed up in the Western Qin Empire. How glorious it was! It shocked the world. It was regarded as a sign that the empire would gain the upper hand in the three empires in the center of the continent in the next few hundred years. However, no one knew where the teenage Sage-to-be had gone, while the Western Qin Empire was on the verge of collapse. The change happened so fast that it was hard to believe.
Of course, the Northern Song Empire that had lost its patron saint was not much better.
In the sixth month, the Northern Song Empire suddenly withdrew its troops from the border of the Western Qin Empire and sent envoys to form an alliance with the Western Qin Empire to resolve the previous grievances.
While everyone was puzzled, a piece of sensational news suddenly spread —
Mount Qingcheng, the holy land of Taoism, had an internal conflict.
Immortal Dao Ling, the deputy head of Mount Qingcheng, refused to accept the decision of Dao Zhen, the disciple of the late Dao Chongyang, to inherit the position of head. He angrily joined hands with the other 12 heads of the Taoist temples and launched a bloody battle against the disciples of Mount Qingcheng, led by Dao Zhen, the direct disciple of Dao Chongyang. Overnight, the holy land of Taoism was turned into a bloody hell. Dao Zhen's side suffered heavy casualties and fled down the mountain. Immortal Dao Ling proclaimed himself as the head of Mount Qingcheng and began to eliminate dissidents on Mount Xuankong …
After that battle, the strength of Mount Qingcheng was greatly reduced, and it would be difficult for it to become one of the top nine Holy Clans.
As a result, the Northern Song Empire was almost in the same storm as the Western Qin Empire.
The two thousand-year-old empires seemed to be competing to see which one was worse.
Time flew.
Another month passed by.
From spring to early summer, the four seasons were still changing.
The aggressive southernmost land gradually quietened down. The Great River Sect and the Cang Diancang Sect did not wave their arms and lead tens of millions of Sorcerer Warriors to attack the center of the land, as many of the Sorcerer Tribes in the southernmost land had expected and called for. Instead, they kept an unusually low profile. This made the momentum of the Sorcerer Tribe Alliance seem to have a strong start but weak finish.
But most people were not in the mood to pay attention to those scattered tribes.
Because in the border area of the Western Qin Empire, the Heaven Inspire Army, the only remaining 200,000 soldiers, was defeated. Li Yuanba, the military god, was seriously wounded. The Heaven Inspire Army, with less than 20,000 soldiers, was forced to withdraw from the border area. And the one who defeated Li Yuanba was not from the Northern Song, the Southern Chu, Lord Zhenxi, or the Desert Empire, but the remnants of the Great Moon Empire that had been destroyed for more than a thousand years.
A young man named Yu Hualong had amazed everyone.
He was the descendant of the emperor of the Great Moon Empire.
In the border area of the Western Qin Empire, except for Longcheng Pass, which was still standing firm like the last reef in the ocean, the rest had fallen into the hands of that young man.
On the day of the summer solstice.
In the gap between the Western Qin and the Northern Song Empire, Yu Hualong re-erected the flag of the Great Moon Empire that had flown over the land a thousand years ago.
A dynasty that had disappeared for a thousand years was coming back.
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