Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 519 The Sensation of the Jade Pendant

West Desert.

Wuliang Peak.

Liang Jin was sitting alone in the carriage at that moment.

He held a jade scepter tightly in his hand.

This jade tablet was obtained by his other avatar from the mysterious underground palace in the Burial Dragon Ridge.

Furthermore, this jade tablet seems to possess some kind of magical power, capable of connecting and resonating with the powerful forces within the underground palace through a band of light.

Therefore, Liang Jin now instructed this clone in the Western Desert to focus on examining the jade tablet, attempting to uncover the secrets hidden within.

The Western Desert and the Burial Dragon Ridge are 108,000 miles apart. That vast distance is like an insurmountable chasm. Liang Jin is certain that no matter how far the light band on the jade scepter extends, it will never be able to cross such a long journey.

As Liang Jin had predicted, Yu Zhang did not exhibit the special connection to the Burial Dragon Ridge in this remote western desert.

As the saying goes, half a gui (jade tablet) makes a zhang (jade scepter). The zhang in front of us is shaped like half a gui, nine inches long, and its whole body is a deep emerald green.

If you are in a dimly lit place, you can clearly see the faint light it emits, a light that is faint and mysterious, as if it is beckoning something.

"What secret does this thing hold?"

Liang Jin stared at the jade tablet in his hand, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing deep doubt and a sense of inquiry.

He examined it closely. When the jade scepter was not emitting a glow, it looked quite ordinary. At most, one could vaguely tell from its material and texture that it was ancient.

Apart from that, Liang Jin racked his brains but still couldn't find anything special about it.

"Ok?"

Liang Jin's expression suddenly hardened.

He suddenly noticed that the jade tablet in his hand seemed to be... vibrating slightly.

The vibration was so subtle that it would have been almost imperceptible had he not been so attentive and focused.

Liang Jin was quite certain that there had been no such tremor before, but rather that it had occurred quietly as the carriage moved forward.

Clearly, the jade scepter had a strange reaction when the carriage entered a certain area.

"It seems there's something here that resonates with this jade tablet."

Liang Jin muttered to himself, a hint of excitement and anticipation flashing in his eyes.

He reached out and slowly pushed open the carriage door.

In an instant.

The bright, almost blinding sunlight and the scorching air outside surged into the carriage like a raging tide.

At the same time, a fierce fighting, a tragic battle, angry roars and painful screams, mixed with a thick, nauseating stench of blood and the pungent smell of sparks from clashing weapons, all rushed towards us at once.

Before them lay a chaotic battlefield, a scene resembling a living hell.

The battle unfolded fiercely on both the ground and in the air, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

Limbs, severed arms, and broken weapons fell from the heights from time to time, crashing to the ground with the aura of death.

The solemn gates of the Buddhist palace had been breached, and the warriors of the Green Robe Tower surged forward like a tidal wave, some nimbly scaling the white walls, others swiftly climbing the red rooftops, and still others charging up the steps like tigers.

The Tibetan monks, clad in red robes, stood at the end of the stone steps, weapons in hand, desperately resisting with tragic expressions.

On the city walls, a large number of warrior monks, clad in heavy armor and with fervent faith burning in their eyes, led the slaves in a fierce rebellion.

"Those who advance will be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, while those who retreat will be condemned to the Avic

The monks shouted at the top of their lungs. Under the blessing of their faith, they seemed to have forgotten life and death, and appeared to be very brave and fearless.

However, such resistance is doomed to failure!
After all, the balance of power between the two sides is vastly different.

These days, the Green Robe Tower has swept across the entire Western Desert like an unstoppable torrent, successfully integrating various forces.

Therefore, Qingyi Tower quickly shifted its focus to the Wuliang Mingwang Sect, an ancient force that had stood in the Western Desert for over a thousand years.

Today marks the end of the Boundless Bright King Sect!
The carriage, escorted closely by a group of Qingyilou warriors, slowly moved forward, passed through the mountain gate, and entered the interior of the Wuliangmingwang Sect.

Ahead of the carriage, the experts from the Green Robe Pavilion were engaged in a fierce battle with the people of the Boundless Bright King Sect. They were like sharp blades, clearing away all obstacles for the carriage to move forward.

The carriage wheels couldn't even run over any corpses, because the bodies on the path were all dragged away in advance by the warriors of the Green Robe Pavilion. They carefully maintained the road ahead of the carriage to ensure that Liang Jin was not disturbed in the slightest.

Therefore, Liang Jin, sitting in the car, could clearly see the brutal scene of the battle as far as he could see.

But this battle seemed to never approach him, and as he drew nearer, it receded further away. He was like a detached bystander, watching this brutal war unfold before his eyes.

Liang Jin's gaze slowly shifted to the roadside, where he saw a large number of corpses piled up. There were people from the Green Robe Pavilion, monks from the Boundless Bright King Sect, and a large number of slaves who had been dragged into this war.

Their unclosed eyes stared blankly at the sky, as if silently telling the cruelty of this war, and would also witness the destruction of the Boundless Bright King Sect today.

Liang Jin didn't even need to lift a finger.

Today, the Green Robe Pavilion is teeming with talented individuals and masters.

All the masters in the Western Desert have now been absorbed by the Green Robe Tower and gathered under Liang Jin's command.

There are already quite a few fourth and fifth-rank experts in the Green Robe Pavilion. They shine like brilliant stars in the sky above the Green Robe Pavilion.

Even the Green Robe Pavilion now boasts three third-rank martial artists, who have become the backbone of the pavilion.

One of them was Leng You, the Left Demon Envoy of the Star Demon Sea. She originally possessed the strength of a peak fourth-rank demon, like a sharp sword about to be drawn from its sheath, only one step away from revealing its full power.

After she pledged her loyalty to Liang Jin, he used the resources rewarded by the system to elevate her to the third rank, making her a top expert overnight. Leng You was deeply grateful to Liang Jin, and from then on, she always charged ahead on the battlefield, like a fierce cheetah.

The other is a reclusive master from the Western Desert, whose name is unknown and who is known only as "Mr. Ding".

It is said that when the Great Yu Dynasty was destroyed, Mr. Ding, though ambitious, was unwilling to eat the grains of the Great Qian Dynasty or live on its land, so he resolutely came to the Western Desert.

Although he lived in seclusion in the desert, he kept a close eye on the world situation, like an eagle lurking in the shadows, observing the ever-changing world. Seeing that the stable situation of the three major sects in the Western Desert was about to be broken, he decisively joined the Green Robe Tower. With his wisdom and strategy, he helped the Green Robe Tower control the Western Regions and became an indispensable strategist for Liang Jin.

Another one is called Muzhalo. He is a descendant of the ancient kingdom of Yelan, which has long been destroyed. His family has served the royal family of Shali for generations, like loyal guards protecting their master.

Later, treacherous officials seized power in the Kingdom of Sihali, weakening the royal family and plunging the entire country into darkness and chaos. The Muzhalo family offended these treacherous officials and could no longer survive in Sihali. So, like frightened birds, they fled to the Western Desert and sought refuge with the Qingyi Tower.

For the sake of Muzheruo, Ayina of the Kingdom of Sihali even sent people to negotiate with the Green Robe Tower, and the negotiations between the two sides were not very pleasant. However, Liang Jin certainly could not hand over Muzheruo, as he knew the value of the Muzheruo family. Ayina could not force him either, after all, the Green Robe Tower was now very powerful.

Ayina then promised that the matter would be dropped if the Muzhalo family never returned to the Kingdom of Sihali. Liang Jin also suspected that Muzhalo and his family might be spies sent by the Kingdom of Sihali to the Qingyi Tower.

But that's not important. What's important is that the Muzheluo family has a lot of wealth and extensive connections. They are like a key. With their help, Liang Jin can easily make a lot of forces in the Western Desert submit to him, like pushing down dominoes, and it's out of control.

Previously, Liang Jin always felt that recruiting experts was extremely difficult, like searching for a tiny pearl in a vast ocean.

But nowadays, it's very easy for Qingyi Tower to recruit experts!
Many experts didn't even need to be recruited; they came to join the Green Robe Pavilion on their own merits.

Later, Liang Jin understood that when you become the most powerful force in a no-man's-land, you will naturally be able to recruit all the talents in that land.

Although the other branch of Taiping Dao developed rapidly, it lacked experts. This was simply because the imperial court was the most powerful force in the Daqian region, and experts naturally preferred to submit to the imperial court, just as water always flows towards the sea.

However, in the Western Desert, the Green Robe Tower is the most powerful force.

Therefore, experts were naturally willing to join the Green Robe Pavilion, which became their stage to realize their ambitions.

Looking around, Liang Jin saw that the people fighting most hard at the forefront were just a few groups of people.

Leng You and her group from the Original Star Demon Sea were the most hardworking, always at the forefront of every fierce battle, and they were experts at setting up various traps and mechanisms.

Muzheluo's people were also very brave. They were good at head-on battles and acted as the vanguard. They complemented the people of Xingmohai perfectly, as if they were a match made in heaven.

The original members of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, led by Lü Yingrong, attacked the flanks. They were like a sharp dagger, quietly inserting themselves into the enemy's flanks.

Originally, very few people from the Great Snow Mountain Sect joined the Green Robe Pavilion. Many people still hoped that the Great Snow Mountain Sect could stabilize the situation and gradually revive. They cherished deep feelings and expectations for the sect.

But they had no idea that the development of power in the Western Desert was inherently a matter of ebb and flow.

With the rise of the Green Robe Pavilion to dominance, the Great Snow Mountain Sect's resources, territory, and influence were squeezed to the extreme. Once they left the Great Snow Mountain, they could no longer enjoy their former glory. As the saying goes, it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. The immense sense of loss caused most of the Great Snow Mountain Sect disciples to lose their composure, leaving the sect to contact Lü Yingrong and join the Green Robe Pavilion. Even many disciples of the Boundless Bright King Sect realized their sect was about to be destroyed, like a collapsing building, and thus sought refuge with Xiong Xiang, attempting to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world.

As for the other forces and sects in the Western Desert who joined the Green Robe Pavilion, there were even more of them. They were like trickles of water that eventually converged into the powerful force of the Green Robe Pavilion.

In addition to the Western Desert, people from the Great Qian Kingdom, the Sihali Kingdom, and the Black Dragon Kingdom also came to seek refuge.

Those who defected and surrendered were as numerous as carp crossing a river, a truly mixed bag. They came with different purposes, yet they all gathered under the banner of the Green Robe Pavilion.

If we destroy the Boundless Bright King Sect today, then the Green Robe Tower will have no rivals in the entire Western Desert, and they will become the undisputed overlords of this land.

At that time, even more talented people will come to join us!

Liang Jin did not expect to be able to integrate these complex defectors in a short period of time.

He had a clear plan in mind: first, to expand and strengthen the Qingyi Tower, allowing its power to snowball; then, to consolidate its territory, proceed steadily, and establish an unbreakable foundation.

At this time.

A graceful figure appeared before the carriage like a gentle breeze.

She was a woman in a light blue dress. She was graceful, charming but not vulgar, and very beautiful, like a delicate flower blooming in the desert.

It was Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan tilted her head slightly, looked at Liang Jin in the carriage, and said:

“Meng Xinghun, you can kill everyone in the Boundless Bright King Sect.”

"But there's one person I hope you won't kill."

“He is the most precious treasure of the Boundless Bright King Sect. It would be a great pity to kill him.”

Her voice was clear and melodious, but it seemed somewhat out of place on this cruel battlefield.

Before besieging the Wuliang Mingwang Sect, the Qingyi Tower had given the Wuliang Mingwang Sect a chance to surrender, attempting to resolve the conflict peacefully, but the Wuliang Mingwang Sect arrogantly refused.

Therefore, Liang Jin gave the order that after the names of all the members of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect were tallied, they should all be killed without mercy.

That's why the battle was so fierce, with both sides giving their all, as if they wanted to dye the land red.

The scene was one of carcasses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing; the thick, pungent stench of blood permeated the air, almost suffocating anyone who saw it.

The once magnificent Buddhist palace with its white walls, red roof, and golden splendor has now become a living hell, filled with ruins and bloodshed.

Upon hearing this, Liang Jin glanced at Liu Yuan with a detached look, his gaze as calm and unfathomable as a still lake.
"That's rude. You should call me 'OP' like everyone else."

Now, everyone in the Western Desert treats Liang Jin with utmost respect, regarding him as a supreme being.

Only Liu Yuan always addressed Liang Jin by his given name.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuan smiled playfully, a smile as radiant and captivating as a flower blooming in spring.
"I have always felt that I am not your subordinate, but your friend."

"That's what you said before!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Jin smiled slightly and didn't take Liu Yuan's rudeness to heart.

Liu Yuan continued:

"Alright, I'll stop beating around the bush. I hope you can give the Great Laughing King a break."

Upon hearing this, Liang Jin looked at Liu Yuan with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Within the Boundless Bright King Sect, Ox-Head Bright King died in Hidden Wind Valley, and Horse-Head Bright King died at the hands of Liang Jin's main body in the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty. Only the Great Wheel Bright King and the Great Laughing Bright King remained in the sect.

The Great Wheel King is responsible for guarding the sect and represents martial prowess. The Laughing King, on the other hand, focuses on Buddhism; he is highly proficient in Buddhist teachings, but his martial arts skills are not particularly impressive.

Liu Yuan continued:

"The Great Laughing King is the wisest sage in the Western Desert. He knows the secrets of this land from ancient times to the present."

"The death of such a person is a loss to the Western Desert."

Liang Jin didn't care about this.

In his view, killing one more person or one less person would have little impact on him.

"Okay, you can make the arrangements."

Liang Jin agreed in a flat tone.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Liu Yuan's eyes. She immediately left, her figure disappearing into the chaotic battlefield.

The carriage carrying Liang Jin continued its journey, its wheels rolling as if recounting the progress of the war.

Soon, the group arrived at the main hall.

This is also the place where the battle is most intense. The Great Wheel King personally guards this place, like a wounded lion, engaging in the most brutal battle.

But all of this was destined to be in vain. At present, the Boundless Bright King Sect does not even have a single third-rank martial artist. Under the powerful offensive of the Green Robe Tower, it is simply unable to withstand the surging tide of slaughtering blades.

The battle in the main hall quickly subsided.

The Buddha statue was stained red with a large amount of blood, and the bloody scene was shocking.

The body of the Great Wheel King remained standing, but people came and went around him, and no one had time to pay attention to his indomitable spirit.

The carriage continued to circle around the Mahavira Hall and headed towards the back mountain of the Wuliangmingwang Sect.

After breaching the Great Buddha Hall, the Boundless Bright King Sect was essentially powerless to resist. Any miscellaneous soldiers they encountered were quickly and easily wiped out by the Green Robe Tower like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind.

This made the carriage move much faster.

Following the mountain path, the carriage arrived in front of a mountain peak.

A hole has been carved out in the middle of the mountain peak, and a door has been installed at the entrance. The space behind the door seems to have been hollowed out.

This is the scripture cave of the Wuliangmingwang Sect.

The last of the Myo-o, the Laughing Myo-o, is among them.

Leng You led a group of Qingyi Tower disciples out of the door, their bodies still covered in the smoke of battle, clearly indicating that the place had also been captured.

"The only people left inside are the Laughing King and a few deaf monks."

Leng You strode quickly to Liang Jin's carriage and respectfully said:

"Miss Liu Yuan is also inside. She said it was your order to spare their lives?"

With a hint of doubt in her eyes, Leng You came to ask.

Liang Jin nodded without saying anything more.

Leng You stopped asking questions and waved her hand to signal her men to continue searching for any surviving disciples of the Boundless Bright King Sect. She herself stood guard beside Liang Jin's carriage, like a loyal protector guarding her master.

At this moment, Liang Jin glanced at the jade tablet in his hand. The jade tablet trembled slightly, as if it had some kind of strong connection with the things in this library cave.

Liang Jin immediately stepped out of the carriage.

Yunlong and Xiaowan, who were standing beside the carriage, immediately brought over stools. Their movements were swift and practiced, making it easier for Liang Jin to step off the carriage. Leng You, on the other hand, extended her hand gracefully, so that Liang Jin would have something to hold onto.

Liang Jin got off the carriage and walked towards the gate of the Library Cave.

His group of Qingyilou guards also wanted to follow him inside.

Liang Jin raised his hand and said:

"You all stay outside, I'll go in alone."

After saying that, he resolutely walked into the library cave, and his figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

(End of this chapter)