I really became a king.

Chapter 308: The Name of the Golden Crow
As soon as the young figure walked away and Jiang Zhongshan was about to go back, he saw two more people coming together.

Jiang Zhongshan stopped and stood there silently waiting for the two men to come closer. Although he had never dealt with these two people, he knew that they were from the Xiqi Dynasty and the Nanzhao Dynasty.

"Ren Fan, subordinate of the Xiqi Dwarf King, greets Chief Jiang!"

"Nanzhao Fei Wang's subordinate, Yi Yu, greets Chief Jiang!"

Jiang Zhongshan replied and sighed inwardly in his heart. Originally, Zhou Buchang and Duan Shiwei's titles were not the Dwarf King and the Fat King. They were changed in time, and there was a shadow of the secular sect in this.

As for the purpose, it was nothing more than to humiliate the two of them, but the two of them didn't care at all and happily accepted the change of title.

"Don't you know our master?"

Ren Fan and Tian Yu looked at each other, and Ren Fan spoke first. They both looked a little nervous, fearing that they would suffer the same fate as Donglan Boshidang.

Jiang Zhongshan remembered the other part of the message from his sixth brother, and said, "The two princes are fine and have returned safely."

The two of them thanked him and left happily. Jiang Zhongshan felt inexplicably moved.

Although the dwarf king of Xiqi and the fat king of Nanzhao were far inferior to his sixth brother in terms of prestige, the power they controlled was enormous and could be said to have infiltrated most of the dynasty.

It is unknown what the sixth brother of my family does. He only has the military power of the Sun and Moon Terrace, and his influence is limited to the imperial capital of Dali.

Thinking of the undercurrents in the Dali Imperial Capital over the past three months, Jiang Zhongshan sighed secretly, hoping that his sixth brother could withstand this turbulent storm...

Back in the Yin Mountains, on the top of a mountain, shrouded in mysterious fog, Jiang Yi and Ye Ke had been fighting for a long time, but the whole scene was silent, as they were obviously waiting for the final result.

Compared to the crowded places in the secluded sects and border areas, there were two figures standing alone in a corner.

The two men, one short and one fat, formed a sharp contrast in body shape. They were Zhou Buchang, the dwarf king of Xiqi, and Duan Shiwei, the fat king of Nanzhao.

This was the first time in their lives that both of them felt so awkward and ashamed.

They were like two invisible people, seemingly ignored by everyone present. But they knew in their hearts that they were not really ignored, but it was not their turn yet.

Once the battle in the mysterious mist is over, it will be time to decide whether they live or die.

It would be a good thing if Prince Daliyi won, they still had a chance of survival. If Ye Ke came out last, the people on the opposite side would not let them go, they would surely die!

"Could it be that the four of us will be caught in one fell swoop today?" Duan Shiwei's fat face was trembling with sorrow. Although he had made preparations for this before coming here, and even arranged a way out for his family, he really didn't want to die like this.

"Alas, if I really die, I hope that woman will consider that I will die with my grandfather and not marry again with a huge fortune in the blink of an eye..."

But if his wife really did this, he would have to accept it, but he still felt a little disgusted...

In his early years, he had heard a story about a businessman who started a business at a young age and created a huge fortune, but suddenly fell ill and died one day.

Soon after, his wife married the merchant's servant with a fortune. The servant had a huge fortune without any effort, so much so that he told everyone he met: I work for you, boss...

As for the dwarf king Zhou Buchang next to him, he also had a gloomy face at this time. This situation was indeed embarrassing.

Although the cultivation base of the two of them was not high, they were both powerful figures in their respective dynasties. How could they have been ignored like this?

If Brother Jiang really loses in the end, their only chance to survive would be to serve the secular sect, but this is impossible.

Just thinking that I might really die here, I can't help but feel a little unwilling.

His gaze left the mist and looked at the other side of the crowd. Then his eyes narrowed because he saw anxious looks in the eyes of several people. Although it was fleeting, he still caught it.

These people are all from the Holy Land Piaomiao Pavilion. They have been very calm and composed before, so why are they suddenly a little anxious now?

Zhou Buchang looked at the mist again. The swords whistled and the two were evenly matched. It was hard to tell what was going on. But judging from the expressions of those people, it seemed that Brother Jiang had a great chance of winning?

It was indeed as Zhou Buchang had seen, the old man surnamed Zeng and a few others began to feel a little anxious.

Because this fight lasted too long, and the unity of man and sword in their Piaomiao Pavilion's "Piaomiao Sword Art" could not last forever. Once the time limit was reached, Ye Ke would be in a very bad situation.

Although there is still some time before the limit, and Ye Ke does not show any signs of decline at the moment, this makes them even more worried, because the soaring sword energy in the mist also does not show any signs of decline.

"How could this Prince of Daliyi be so powerful?" The old man surnamed Zeng secretly sighed in his heart. He couldn't understand how such a monster could be born in the current situation where the fortune of secular martial arts was rapidly declining...

"Huh? Not good!"

The old man surnamed Zeng, who was secretly sighing, suddenly changed his expression, because in the blink of an eye, the situation took a turn for the worse.

The others also felt it and their faces changed. This was the last chance to kill Prince Daliyi. If they failed in the end, they could only watch the other party swagger out of Yinshan.

Although Zhou Buchang and Duan Shiwei had low cultivation levels, they also noticed the changes in the mist at this time. They were delighted. Duan Shiwei almost clapped his hands and shouted, but was glared at by Zhou Buchang and realized something.

He immediately pursed his lips and tried his best to control his emotions. It would be too unfair if he was killed because of gloating at this time.

The fog, which was originally as powerful as the sword, suddenly changed.

The sword's momentum surged, carrying with it a sense of dominance as if one were to rule the world, as well as a majestic power as if a great era had arrived. There was a tendency for the sword to disperse the fog.

"What happened? Why did it suddenly become like this?" The old man surnamed Zeng thought about it carefully. It was clearly not yet the time limit, so why did Ye Ke suddenly fall into a disadvantage?

Ye Dingtian, who had been focusing his attention intentionally or unintentionally on Yinshan Mountain Master Zhu Wuyan, no longer cared about that thought and his expression became a little ugly.

As the power of the sword increased, Ye Ke's sword energy was suppressed in an instant. Now the whole fog had become dominated by the brilliant sword energy, and the sword energy could only barely hold on under the powerful sword energy.

And in this split second, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse again, and Ye Ke's sword energy had reached the point where it was barely surviving.

Jiang Yi's sword energy had surged to the point where it began to rapidly devour and assimilate the fog. As the fog surrounded him, faint flashes of sword light like lightning could be seen.

"Something bad is going to happen. I'm afraid Ye Ke can't hold on any longer!"

The old man surnamed Zeng looked at Ye Dingtian and gave him a look.

Ye Dingtian understood and suddenly laughed, saying: "Since we still can't decide the winner, let's end the battle here today. It won't be too late to fight again next time." After saying that, he stepped towards the battle circle, trying to force his way into the fog and separate the two people.

"Old man!"

"shameless!"

Zhou Buchang and Duan Shiwei cursed in their hearts. The other party simply saw that Ye Ke was bound to lose and was in danger of being beheaded, so they intervened in order to save Ye Ke.

But they could only curse in their hearts, and the wolves looked around and were completely helpless.

Not knowing whether it was just the two of them or not, everyone present sensed Ye Dingtian’s true intention. Although they felt a little disgusted, they didn’t think much of it.

After all, this Prince of Daliyi is too powerful. If he were to kill Ye Ke on the Yinshan Mountains, it would be difficult to suppress him in the future.

It will become an eternal nightmare for their secluded sects and border areas. Under the same realm, they will be invincible in the world!
"Whether you can seize this opportunity depends on your luck..." Mo Qiuxian murmured to himself. In this situation, he was powerless.

However, Yinshan Mountain Master Zhu Wuyan felt uncomfortable when he saw Ye Dingtian brazenly intervening in the duel, but he could only watch and cursed inwardly: Shameless!

Seeing Ye Dingtian move, the old man surnamed Zeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that today's scene would soon be spread out, and might even be ridiculed and become a laughing stock, but as long as Ye Ke could be saved, everything would be worth it.

Sheng Xin had already been lost for no apparent reason. If something unexpected happened to Ye Ke as well, the candidate for the future successor of Piao Miao Pavilion would be really lacking.

Besides, it was Ye Dingtian who took action, so the one who could "steal the limelight" could only be the Ye family of Bailing.

However, whether it was the old man surnamed Zeng or Ye Dingtian, or even everyone present, they all overlooked one fact.

The one dominating the battlefield situation is Jiang Yi. Since he has finally secured victory, how could he give others the opportunity to take advantage?
Moreover, Jiang Yike always kept in mind that this was an away game, and he also expected that he would be blocked at the last moment, so as soon as he secured the victory, he launched the final attack on Ye Ke without reservation.

It happened in the blink of an eye. Just when Ye Dingtian stepped into the battle circle, the mist that was originally just flashing with a slight blade light instantly underwent a qualitative change.

The entire mass of fog suddenly disappeared, replaced by a huge blade-like light.

The whole is consistent and as smooth as a mirror; its momentum is as strong as a rainbow, just like the axe that split the sky apart in the mythology of the previous life, overwhelming the sky.

It is also like a huge sun hanging in the sky, with unparalleled power and dominating the world.

At this moment, Ye Ke's sword energy, which was originally lingering, completely disappeared without a trace, as if it was completely suppressed by this huge, integrated sword light.

"How dare you!" Seeing that Ye Ke's sword energy was on the verge of annihilation and Ye Dingtian obviously could not catch up, the old man surnamed Zeng no longer cared about the reputation of Piao Miao Pavilion. He shouted loudly, and a huge sword floated in the air, and was about to stab down.

He was fast, but the huge blade was even faster. With a faint and somewhat creepy cry, a huge black strange bird with three legs appeared and disappeared on the surface of the huge blade amid the surge of wind and thunder.

"This...is this a crow?"

Everyone only had time to think of this before they saw the huge blade light shattered. The three-legged black giant crow let out another creepy cry, spread its wings and flew up, getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a black dot and merged into the shattered and disappearing blade light.

All that was left was a sky full of falling thunder. Amidst the thunder, a round head rolled down in front of everyone.

"This...this is..."

Except for the two people hiding in the corner and a few others, everyone present hoped that the head belonged to Prince Daliyi.

But the reality is cruel, they were disappointed, because the eyes that were wide open and unwilling to close were Ye Ke's.

"died?"

"After Sheng Xin, Ye Ke also died?"

"Both leading figures of the younger generation of Piao Miao Pavilion are dead?"

"This Prince of Daliyi is indeed fierce..."

"How dare he!"

Everyone was stunned at this moment and didn't react at all. Piaomiao Pavilion suffered a heavy loss this time. Just like Dongxutai, it was completely defeated by the Prince of Daliyi.

Moreover, even when all the trump cards of the "Piao Miao Sword Art" were revealed, he was completely crushed by the Prince of Daliyi. It can be said that he had lost all his face...

It was very strange that many people, whether they were from the secluded sects in the Middle-earth or the secular warriors in the border areas, felt a little gloating.

As one of the two holy places, Piaomiao Pavilion has always been high and mighty and overbearing, but this time it has finally met its match.

Especially Tai Ming and others from Dongxutai, if they hadn't tried their best to suppress it, they would have cheered loudly. They subconsciously thought that Ye Ke died under the "Blood Control Sword Technique" of their Dongxutai.

Not only them, many people present also thought so. Therefore, they inexplicably felt a little more apprehensive about the background of Dongxutai.

This "Blood Controlling and Sword Drawing Technique" was lost for many years and was only luckily found a few years ago. It is a sword-controlling technique exclusive to warriors, but it is ultimately a secret technique derived from Dongxutai.

But now, the Piao Miao Pavilion's treasured book "Piao Miao Sword Technique" was defeated after competing with it.

Almost immediately following the head, a figure appeared out of nowhere where the huge sword light dissipated.

His clothes were torn and his body was covered with wounds, almost turning into a bloody man, but his eyes were as black as ink and as deep as the abyss. It was Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi just stood there quietly, without any movement, but he was intimidating without even getting angry, and had a hint of a barbaric and domineering aura that looked down on the world.

After playing all his cards, he finally killed Ye Ke, the future Holy Lord of the Holy Land Piao Miao Pavilion!
Thinking of the sudden realization he had just gained, the corners of his mouth tilted and he revealed a slight smile.

The three-legged golden crow, the Golden Crow Sword Scripture is indeed worthy of the name of the Golden Crow! I just wonder if this Golden Crow has any connection with the Golden Crow in the myth of the previous life?
Just as Jiang Yi's mouth curled slightly, the Lord of Yinshan Mountain felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, and he suddenly fell into the arms of the beautiful woman beside him, who was Lan Fu's mother.

Lan Fu's mother felt the soft and boneless body in her arms. She didn't understand what was going on. At the same time, she also understood who the man was that her mountain master had secretly fallen in love with. She suddenly felt her body sore and numb.

I couldn't help but think: "This thing is really contagious..."

(End of this chapter)