In ancient times, they secretly became gods in the deep mountains.

Chapter 143 A Rebellious Dream

Gu Yuexi watched the Jiang family walk towards Qinyang County. She scrutinized them and noticed that the young Prince Jiang in the group was young, but had a dignified and upright demeanor, with a faint purple aura surrounding him. She knew this was the aura of an emperor.

It seems a new ruler of the world has emerged.

That night, the starry sky stretched for miles, quiet and peaceful.

The Jiang family, escorted by officials, finally arrived outside Qinyang County. It was already late and the city gates were closed, so they had no choice but to spend the night in the woods outside the county. They lit a fire and sat together to keep warm and rest.

"Husband, how is your leg injury?" Young Madam Jiang asked with concern.

Prince Jiang shook his head, forcing himself to endure the excruciating pain as he said to his wife, "My leg injury is fine. Where is my wife? Has the child been bothering you?"

The darkness concealed the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his voice was normal. Madam Jiang did not notice that his face was deathly pale.

She said with a sigh, "I'm fine too. We'll arrive in Qinyang County tomorrow. According to the officials escorting us, we'll reach Yunwu Town in another half month. Once we get there, we'll find a doctor to check on my husband's leg injury."

Jiang Chenghui nodded: "It's getting late, let's rest. We have to travel early tomorrow morning."

He glanced around and saw that everyone else was already asleep.

He was wide awake, lying on the grass looking at the bright moon in the sky, his heart filled with torment and pain.

"His Majesty……"

He murmured softly, "How cruel His Majesty is."

His father died serving his country, and in the blink of an eye, he exiled the Jiang family. The future was bleak, and he was powerless to resist. When could he seek justice for his father?

He didn't close his eyes and fall asleep until late at night.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar place. Surrounded by mountains and with flowing blue waters, it was like a fairyland. A tall mountain stood in front of him, shrouded in mist. At the foot of the mountain was a sacred statue, which was tall and carved from milky white marble.

"Where is this?" he exclaimed in surprise.

He was standing in front of the statue at that moment.

The surroundings were completely quiet, as if he were the only person in the world.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, the earth shook, the clouds in the sky parted, and a long howl pierced the sky and stabbed into his eardrums, making him tremble all over.

what happened?
Jiang Chenghui was completely baffled.

I was deeply shocked and confused.

"Roar—" Another long howl came, this time he stared intently at a certain direction in the sky, a golden dragon charging towards him.

"No..." He was utterly shocked as he watched the golden dragon swoop down.

"Roar--"

A powerful roar rang in his ears, and a golden dragon entered his body.

"No!"

Jiang Chenghui screamed and snapped out of his dream.

"Chenghui! What's wrong?" Seeing her son wake up from his dream, Madam Jiang quickly asked with concern.

Seeing her husband fast asleep, Madam Jiang woke up and said, "Husband."

Jiang Cheng was still in shock, panting heavily.

He wiped the sweat from his brow and said, panting, "Mother, Madam, I'm fine. I just had a strange nightmare."

Thinking her son was having trouble sleeping because of family matters, Madam Jiang sighed, "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Our family is still alive and well, it's not too bad, Chenghui, don't worry too much." "Mother, you misunderstand. I didn't dream about family matters, I just dreamed about some strange things." Jiang Chenghui shook his head.

Madam Jiang asked, "What did you dream about, my husband?"

"I..." Jiang Chenghui glanced at the officials in the distance and chose to shut up. This dream was too outrageous, and speaking of it might implicate his family.

He dreamt of a fairyland, in which there was a tall statue of a god, and a golden dragon appeared in the clouds and entered his body. These words must never be spoken. He had never thought of rebellion, so why would he dream of such a strange thing?

"Hiss!" He gasped, noticing that his leg wound was bleeding again.

His leg, barring any unforeseen circumstances, would never heal in this lifetime, causing him great sorrow and sadness, and for some reason, a trace of resentment arose in his heart.

The next day, the Jiang family was again forced to walk by the officials.

In Peach Blossom Village, the village chief cleaned up several vacant courtyards so that the Jiang family could stay when they arrived. The Jiang family had been kind to his son, and they would never mistreat the descendants of their benefactor.

The few vacant courtyards in the village originally belonged to owners, but they all died during the three-year drought. Now they have been cleared out for the Jiang family to live in.

When the villagers heard that other people would be settling in the village, they busied themselves asking the village chief for information. Zhang Youhe did not hide anything and told them everything.

The villagers secretly thought that Zhang Youhe's family was kind and righteous.

"Golden Goddess, please bless my son's benefactor's descendants to safely reach Peach Blossom Village." Village Chief Zhang Youhe did not forget to pray before the statue at the foot of the mountain.

Gu Yuexi was outside at the moment and did not hear his prayer.

A group of people were trapped in a canyon. The general in charge became wary as he looked at the thick fog rising around them.

"Why is there such a thick fog here all of a sudden? The sky was clear just a moment ago."

The adjutant beside him looked panicked, his face deathly pale, and his voice trembled as he said, "General Zhao, I've heard that demons and monsters roam here, could it be..."

"Shut up! Confucius said, 'Do not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.' If you dare to spout nonsense again, you will be punished according to military law!" The general's name was Zhao Hu, the commander-in-chief sent by the King of Great Xia to fight against the Western Frontier.

Foreign tribes in the Western Frontier had been harassing the borders of the Great Xia for a long time. The emperor personally led an expedition to the south and sent Zhao Hu to lead troops to resist the Western Frontier. After fighting with the various kingdoms of the Western Frontier for ten years, he finally destroyed the last small kingdom in the Western Frontier. At this moment, he was returning to the capital as ordered by the king, but he was trapped in a canyon.

Near this canyon is the Cliff of Broken Souls, a place said to be teeming with demons and monsters. Zhao Hu, whose hands are stained with countless drops of blood, is confident that even demons and monsters dare not approach him. Therefore, he resolutely took a shortcut to the foot of the Cliff of Broken Souls.

As soon as they entered the canyon, they were trapped and died inside by a thick fog that blotted out the sun.

With nowhere to go, Zhao Hu was extremely anxious.

They've been trapped in the canyon for three days.

I tried many methods, but none of them worked.

Putting everything else aside, in a few days their food supplies will run out, and the soldiers will surely starve to death.

The vegetation in the canyon is mostly poisonous, so they can't even touch the wild grass.

That's why Zhao Hu was anxious.

“General, there are many strange things about the Broken Soul Cliff, we can’t disbelieve it,” the strategist said helplessly.

“Let’s go a little further. This place is really weird. The terrain here is flat, and we should be able to get out in a few hours, but we’ve been walking for three days and still haven’t made it out,” Zhao Hu said in frustration.

The invincible general was helpless here.

"Where is this place?" Outside the Golden Saint Divine Palace, there was a thick fog. It seemed that voices could be heard from within the fog, but it was as if they were separated into two worlds by the strange fog.

[Host, this is at the foot of the Broken Soul Cliff, the border between the northwest of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Western Frontier. If you wish to assist the new emperor in ascending the throne, you cannot do so without the help of a large army. At this moment, the army you need is trapped in the bewitching fog of the Fog Demon.]

Beneath the Cliff of Broken Souls, hordes of demons and monsters lure those who enter the canyon below, causing them to lose their way.

This is a forbidden zone for humans; no one who has ventured here has ever left unharmed.