Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 359 Dominate the world
From Guangzhou to Lin'an Prefecture, blood-stained donkey carts traversed a thousand-mile journey.

Traveling through prefectures and counties, he killed four or five prefects and took the heads of six military commissioners along the way.

The three villains swaggered along the official road.

It's as if they're using their actions to tell the world a message.

—I'm right here, come over here!

All the martial arts masters who tried to stop or kill the three villains met a tragic end.

Some busybodies have compiled statistics showing that masters from the "Lei Family (whose swords were sealed and weapons hung up)," the "Wen Family (a long-established family)," the Murong Family, the Mo Family, the remnants of the Tang Clan, and the righteous Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Qingcheng, and Beggar Clan, among others, have been coming one after another to assassinate him.

Whether it's surrounding them, poisoning them, ambushing them, or setting traps, none of it works against the Blood Donkey Cart.

They marched on, killing their way through the land, enraging the imperial court and instilling fear in everyone in the martial arts world. In total, over a thousand renowned masters died, and countless more nameless and wicked individuals perished.

So much so that towns along the way turned pale at the mention of donkeys, and martial arts practitioners would flee at the mere sound of a donkey braying.

Later, officials from the local government offices along the way also fled with their families, as no one dared to confront the three fierce villains!
It can be said that they slaughtered the world and conquered thousands of miles.

These people were no match for the three villains, yet they couldn't kill them either. They were filled with impotent rage and uncontrollable hatred.

As a result, some experts who fled the war from the north, especially from the Hebei area, actually came up with the idea of ​​eating donkey meat sandwiched in a steamed bun, just like themselves, eating the three villains one bite at a time.

Originally intended only to vent anger, it turned out to be quite delicious and received great acclaim upon its release.

Some people, being quite enthusiastic, even gave this dish a name:
"Chewing donkey cakes."

And there is a folk song that goes: "After eating the donkey cake, the three villains overturned the cart and people wailed; they fell and their heads were broken and their hands were broken, and blood flowed all over the ground and was scooped up and drunk; they were skinned and made into a thousand-gold fur coat, and their hearts and livers were exchanged for ten thousand pieces of silver; they snatched the thighs and were granted ten thousand households, and cut off the heads and became kings and nobles!"

It became widely sung and swept through the South.

Mochou Lake in Jinling.

The sound of bells echoed faintly among the mountains, their distant peaks conveying a sense of remoteness and solemnity.

The Power Gang's Golden Summit platform was packed with hundreds of people.

Above the nine-story building.

A strong wind whistled as a white-robed gentleman sat languidly on the rooftop, gazing at the distant sunset. His robes fluttered in the wind, exuding an air of mystery.

In the distance, a graceful woman in a flowing dress stood behind, her clothes and hair swirling, like a celestial being descended from heaven.

The woman's bright, clear eyes remained fixed on the man in the center.

Gently and softly, like the surface of a lake ruffled by a spring breeze, it is full of tenderness, hesitant to speak.

The young man in white sighed and turned around.

This man was tall and imposing, with a resolute and extraordinary bearing, standing out from the crowd. Upon closer inspection, he bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Qiushui, bearing about seven or eight parts of her.

However, Xiao Qiushui was more handsome and refined, and he was more composed and elegant.

There was a strange weariness in the white-clad man's eyes, faint yet extremely noticeable.

This person is none other than Li Chenzhou, the leader of the Power Gang, known as "The Emperor of the World"! (ps: Xiao Qiushui does indeed look very much like Li Chenzhou; even the Medicine King mistook him for someone else. Similarly, Yan Kuangtu also looks at him with new respect, which may be part of the reason.)
That woman was Zhao Shirong, known for her "Flowing Clouds and Water Sleeves".

Li Chenzhou said calmly, "Has Tang Junshang been caught?"

Zhao Shirong said, "Sui Feng personally led the team and has already killed all five members of the Tang Clan at Junshan."

Li Chenzhou smiled and said, "Good, good." Then he sighed, "Tang Junshang has been impersonating the 'Water King' under our noses for so many years, but Ren Shaoyang has finally exposed him."

He shook his head and gave a wry smile: "I'm really embarrassing myself."

Zhao Shirong said softly, "Chenzhou, this martial world is full of deceit and treachery. Haven't we also placed spies in the upper echelons of various sects? It's just a matter of dealing with whatever comes our way, and seeing who gets the information faster and uses the most ruthless methods."

Li Chenzhou nodded and said, "Yes, that's how it is."

He raised his eyelids, and his eyes suddenly shone with an undisguised, uncontrollable, fervent, burning light.

"But why don't the three villains do the same?"

"These three people are insane."

Zhao Shirong was slightly taken aback, then smiled wryly and said, "Nobody knows what they're thinking."

Li Chenzhou exhaled, his burning gaze dimming as he spoke: "Yes, no one knows what they're trying to do with this indiscriminate killing."

As he spoke, he was like a person in the twilight of the day, weary and with a hint of sarcasm.

“Even Yan Kuangtu wouldn’t do something like this!” Zhao Shirong said coldly. “Shaolin Tianzheng and Wudang Taichan have already gathered sixteen sects to attack the Three Fiends. Their good days are over!”

"It's hard to say." Li Chenzhou shook his head. "How do you think the Three Fiends compare to Yan Kuangtu?"

Zhao Shirong was taken aback, then said, "Yan Kuangtu in his prime?"

"Yes."

Zhao Shirong thought for a moment and couldn't help but nod: "They're almost the same."

"Ha, back in the Battle of Wuyi Mountain, Yan Kuangtu single-handedly faced over a hundred experts from sixteen major sects." Li Chenzhou sneered, "He alone, with just one palm, suppressed these experts to the point of immobility!"

“I know,” Zhao Shirong said in a deep voice. “Although I didn’t go to that battle, I’ve heard about it.”

Li Chenzhou said calmly, "What you don't know is that while he was locked in a stalemate with the crowd, Zhu Datianwang and I each led our experts to launch a sneak attack on his back! Yan Kuangtu took three punches from me and three palm strikes from Zhu Datianwang, but he was so badly injured that he went berserk and almost killed all of Zhu Datianwang's men."

Zhao Shirong's face paled: "He's so badly injured, yet he still possesses such earth-shattering power?"

Li Chenzhou said, "Yes! This is Yan Kuangtu, invincible in the world, powerful enough to make people despair."

"If that's the case, then the three villains..."

Li Chenzhou's eyes held a gentle, spring-like smile as he said, "There are three of them; you can trust each other with your backs."

Zhao Shirong said, "Is this what it means to have no weaknesses?"

"Everyone has weaknesses," Li Chenzhou said calmly.

"What weakness?"

Li Chenzhou said, "Li Ding'an."

Zhao Shirong pondered for a moment, then continued, "You mean, he's afraid of deadly poison?"

Although the "Fire King," "Medicine King," and "Ghost King" died in the battle at Danxia Mountain, specific information was still passed on to Li Chenzhou and his wife, and Zhao Shirong learned about the poisoning in Ding'an.

Zhao Shirong nodded: "Ren Shaoyang is cold and ruthless, Ren Hongxiu is demonic, only Ding An is warm-hearted." She looked at Li Chenzhou and said: "If we poison him and then lure Yan Kuangtu to kill him, it will surely make Ren Shaoyang and his sister grieve, and then we can defeat them one by one."

Li Chenzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh?"

Zhao Shirong asked, "Is this feasible?"

Li Chenzhou said, "That's feasible."

Zhao Shirong said, "But you're not happy." Li Chenzhou's eyes dimmed, and he looked down at his palms, which were crossed over his knees. After a long while, he said, "Of course I'm not happy that I couldn't defeat the three villains with one punch."

Zhao Shirong said, "But your opponent is Yan Kuangtu!"

Li Chenzhou remained noncommittal, then changed the subject: "Shi Rong, do you know what I encountered on my journey to hunt down Yan Kuangtu?"

After a moment, Zhao Shirong said, "I don't know."

Li Chenzhou said calmly, "I caught up with Yan Kuangtu in Hesui, but just then I encountered General Yue's great victory in Bianjing! There, I saw Xiao Qiushui, Ouyang Du, and even Wanyan Heng."

"Wanyan Heng?" Zhao Shirong said in a deep voice, "Is that the Prince Rui who saved Wanyan Liang?"

"Indeed, this person's palm technique is so powerful that even I am amazed. The set of skills he uses is so powerful that it seems to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and it is so seamless that its power is unimaginable!"

Li Chenzhou sighed and continued, "When Yan Kuangtu saw this, he slapped me and, just like a dog fighting over a bone, went straight after Wanyan Heng."

Zhao Shirong said, "Is he after Wanyan Heng's martial arts skills?"

No expression.

There was no expression on his face at all.

Li Chenzhou simply gave a faint "hmm".

Zhao Shirong sighed and said, "If he had obtained Wanyan Heng's martial arts, he would not only have been able to recover his full strength, but he would have been able to make even greater progress."

Li Chenzhou slowly shook his head, his eyes full of disdain: "He still prefers to seize things by trickery and force, and will never have anything of his own."

Zhao Shirong thought for a moment and changed the subject: "Chen Zhou, where do you think the three villains will eventually go?"

Li Chenzhou raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning: "If I'm not mistaken, they only have one objective." He raised his hand, pointing his halberd southeast, "Lin'an Prefecture!"

Zhao Shirong was stunned, took a deep breath, and asked, "What exactly are they trying to do?"

Li Chenzhou smiled gently and flicked his fingers lightly.

A huge bronze bell hangs in the square twenty feet directly in front of him.

His finger strikes were like an iron spear striking a bell, a giant bell that even a hammer might not be able to strike, which then rang out with a loud thud.

As soon as the bell rang, it drowned out all other sounds.

Only the sound of bells could be heard, not human voices.

Li Chenzhou's eyes, filled with deep affection, helplessness, and unfulfilled ambition, slowly lit up.

"The three villains entered the capital with the intention of assassinating the emperor."

Li Chenzhou slowly rose to his feet, his imposing figure exuding an aura of divine power. He bent each finger one by one, looking at his whitening fist, and a smile slowly spread across his face.
"But this is also the time for me, Li Chenzhou, to change the world!"
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Lin'an.

The Imperial Palace, Xuande Hall.

Zhao Gou wore a stiff-winged turban, his temples were gray, and his figure, dressed in a wide red robe, appeared extremely thin.

This is the gift left to him by those unbearable, turbulent years.

It was his nightmare.

Whenever Zhao Gou thought of Wanyan Jue, Wanyan Loushi, and Jin Wuzhu, and the Jin cavalry behind them, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Having grown accustomed to a peaceful life in Lin'an, he never wanted to return to the precarious, life-or-death existence of his previous life on the run.

But every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he would dream of Wanyan Jue's indifferent eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.

This startled Zhao Gou into a sudden daze.

But luckily.

Wanyan Loushi died of illness ten years ago.

Wanyan Jue and Jin Wuzhu were beheaded in Zhuxian Town.

This allowed Zhao Gou to drink heartily and finally fall asleep peacefully.

However, a night of peaceful sleep brings even greater distress.

Yue Fei!

This country bumpkin dared to disobey orders and even killed an angel!
Zhao Gou was furious and even more afraid that he would actually march straight to the heart of the enemy and bring Emperor Qinzong back.

Therefore, they cut off the Yue Family Army's food supply early on, but who would have thought that the three villains would plunder hundreds of thousands of bushels of grain from the Jianghu and send them to the north.

The morale of Yue Fei's army soared, and they managed to recapture Bianjing in one fell swoop!

They are utterly without father or ruler!
Zhao Gou was so angry that he gritted his teeth. When he thought of Ren Shaoyang, the "White-Clad Sword God," he was even more furious, with an unspeakable undercurrent of anger.

Qin Hui stood quietly to one side, his gaze shifting.

He had his hands in his sleeves, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He knew that the emperor's fear of the Jin Dynasty was deeply ingrained and could not be changed.

Even as Yue Fei conquered cities and territories, bringing frequent reports of victory, he could not quell the emperor's fear.

It can be said that whether it was the nightmare of the Jin Dynasty breaching the city or the need to consolidate his throne, the more victorious Yue Fei was, the closer his death was to coming!

Qin Hui believed that without any guidance, the emperor would deal with this peasant himself.

Thinking of this, Qin Hui smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the Jin Kingdom has sent another envoy to discuss peace talks."

"I'm not thinking about peace talks right now!" Zhao Gou suddenly turned around and shouted, "I'm thinking about the three villains! The three villains! The three villains!"

Qin Hui was taken aback, but then confidently declared, "Your Majesty, my men have recruited many talented individuals, and with Shaolin and Wudang leading the way, we have formed a sixteen-faction alliance. We will surely intercept and kill them in Xin'an County!"

Zhao Gou waved his hand, sat back in his chair, and frowned, saying, "These three江湖子 (jianghu zi, meaning江湖子, a term referring to people from the martial arts world) killed Cai Jing back then, and now they dare to march straight towards Lin'an. This is intolerable!"

He glanced coldly at Qin Hui and said, "Kill him quickly, or you'll be held responsible!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Gou sighed and asked, "Where is Yang Yizhong?"

Qin Hui hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Yang is still missing."

"boom!"

Zhao Gou swept an inkstone off the ground, startling Qin Hui so much that he knelt down and kowtowed.

How could you say they are still missing?

"Your Majesty, your humble servant will continue the search!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Gou snorted coldly, his tone full of unease. "Do you know that without Yang Yizhong, I can't even sleep peacefully?"

(End of this chapter)