The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 242 Passing on the Torch (Bonus Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"The Han Dynasty? The Han Dynasty has been gone for hundreds of years."

"kill him!"

"He is also a piece that has broken free from its anchor."

"promise!"

The sky seemed to be pressed down by layers of thick clouds. Three figures exuded domineering auras as they attacked the burly Jiang Boyue. He gripped his spear tightly, roared angrily, and fought against each of the figures who was stronger than him.

No matter how many times, no matter how many years have passed.

I'll wait.

We will surely block your way!
boom! ! !
A fierce wind raged, and Kaiming rode the clouds, pulling the entire village along as they sped away into the distance. He first raced in one direction, then abruptly changed course, concealing his presence. After doing this several times, he finally spotted a mountain pressing down from the clouds.

"Let's hide here for now."

Enlightened used his already limited magical power to shield and protect the villagers. The tall scholar in blue robes carried the unconscious young Taoist priest and placed him on a rock. Suddenly—

In the distance, intense flames rose from the sky, then slowly died down.

Like a silent lament, it has come to its final chapter.

Jiang Boyue, the last great general of the Han Dynasty, died in battle.

His spear, saturated with the blood of his enemies, finally came to a stop before a veiled figure—several weapons had pierced through this decaying body simultaneously, and the burning fire in his heart could no longer urge the body forward.

It's truly a pity...

As he thought about it, his consciousness began to fade.

He thought of a prime minister from a long, long time ago, whose appearance he had almost forgotten. Before entrusting him with this task, the prime minister had opened a yellowed book, which was the Records of the Three Kingdoms.

The other Jiang Boyue mentioned in the story also failed to fulfill his duties until the very end, spending his entire life without achieving his long-cherished wish.

This time, I finally...

Did you make it?

teacher.

The weapon, imbued with a dense aura of malevolence, transformed into a destructive stream of light. Once raised high, it drew upon magical power and spiritual energy, becoming a divine ability, and crashed down upon his body, dominating his entire field of vision.

Jiang Boyue swayed and finally collapsed.

The leader of the three figures exhaled a foul breath: "Bing San, Ding Liu, go investigate..." They ultimately failed to find any trace of Kai Ming, and finally, the veins on the leader's forehead bulged.
"Since Jiang Boyue risked his life to cover their retreat, he must be very important to them."

"Hang up Jiang Boyue's body!"

"It's hanging right in front of this village!"

"I don't believe they won't show up! They won't come back!"

..............................

Golden ripples spread across his enlightened eyes, taking in everything that was happening there across an extremely long distance. Beneath the wide sleeves of the scholar in the blue robe, his well-defined knuckles clenched tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms.

"…………"

He watched as Jiang Boyue's chest was ripped open, his audacity astounding.

Seeing the great general who had persevered and completed his final mission being humiliated and hung up in disgrace.

Kaiming's cheeks twitched, but he finally forced himself to look away, very slowly. He knew he couldn't act rashly. Fuxi, guarding the seal in his true form, could only partially interfere with the outside world, struggling to buy time for the other side.

Zhuge Liang's backup plan is in his hands, Zhou Yan is also unconscious, and there are hundreds or even thousands of innocent people here. If he makes any rash moves, he will definitely be discovered, and then he will be enraged and exposed, burning everything to ashes.

"Variables, variables!"

Kaiming let out a long, suppressed breath, then suddenly turned his head to look at the young Taoist sitting against the rock. Zhou Yan's eyes were closed, and his temples were gray. With Kaiming's intelligence and insight, he could naturally tell that the young Taoist's aura was different.

Is this the variable?

The struggles and resentment of that young man, Jiang Wei's perseverance, and countless sacrifices—all the power gained in exchange for the position and authority of the River God Emperor, the plundered Bai Ze Book, and Ji Xuanyuan's jade talisman—will they ultimately be handed over to this young Taoist before us?
Kaiming knew that this was how it should be, but a great sense of loss and doubt welled up in his heart: Did this young man before him have the qualifications and capacity to hold the sword that had been forged over five hundred years and passed down through endless loneliness?
"Fine, fine, let's just say fate has chosen you."

Kaiming muttered something, sat down cross-legged, forced himself not to look at the tragic scene unfolding over there, and looked at Zhou Yan with a quiet expression.

Zhou Yan is receiving the inheritance from the military lord Chi You, and is undergoing training in the spiritual space built by the military lord's fighting spirit and achievements.

However, Kaiming is aware of this kind of thing.

"The Art of Devouring Heaven and Earth in the Flames of War" is the divine skill with the highest fighting spirit among humankind. Those who inherit it almost always face Chi You's fighting spirit directly in the space of fighting spirit. The key point is that they also have the courage to draw their swords and fight even when facing the Lord of War.

However, this isn't the only way to pass the test in this place.

For example, he knew that Zhuge Liang simply maintained an undefeated state through strategy, only to be kicked out of space by the bored Chi You's battle intent. Zhuge Liang was very clever, but this kind of intelligence was unparalleled in techniques like Qimen Dunjia. However, it was not so recognized under the inheritance of the "War of Destruction and Devouring Heaven Technique," and he ultimately only obtained the second level.

Even the so-called second level is a false realm simulated by their own intelligence.

"However, I think this kid is quite valued by Chi You, and he will probably carry on the inheritance normally."

When it comes to teaching, the Master of War only has one method.

kill!

Fight to the death!

Combat is both extremely difficult and extremely simple. It's difficult because it can't be passed down verbally; its subtleties and crucial points can only be understood through personal experience. It's simple because—

When it comes to fighting, if you die a thousand or eight hundred times, you'll understand it by heart.

Even a pig could learn that!
Time in the consciousness space flows differently from real time in the outside world. In the battle intent space, time flows much slower. Through repeated battles, various martial arts, experience, and battle intent intuition will be honed to a qualified level.

Once they reach a satisfactory level, they will be kicked out.

Of course, if one fails to comprehend it for a long time, one will become immersed in the world of battle intent until one's body and mind are exhausted, until one is starved to death. However, judging from the changes in Zhou Yan's aura, there is no doubt that Chi You's battle intent quite likes this kid.

Soon, the qi and blood of Zhou Yan circulated, reaching the limit of the first level. The first level of the "Destroying Heaven and Earth Technique of War and Destruction" was completely completed. This was not only the completion of the technique, but also the corresponding memories of warfare and combat instincts were greatly improved.

Kaiming clapped his hands, feeling that everything was getting a bit boring:

"Alright, this kid should wake up by now."

"It's time to pass this legacy on to him..."

The scholar in the blue robe muttered to himself, but the young Taoist had clearly mastered the first level of the "Destroying Heaven and Earth Technique of War and Devastation," yet he still kept his eyes tightly closed, showing no sign of waking up.

"Huh?? What's going on?"

Kaiming felt that things seemed to have changed, that the direction of the matter was different from his expectations, and that some unexpected development had occurred. He hesitated for a moment, then rubbed his eyes with his fists clenched.

"Use your supernatural powers!"

Kaiming, the most perceptive of the three great gods of Kunlun, stared intently at Zhou Yan's soul with wide eyes, barely managing to squeeze in and see the scene in the battle intent space.

He was then completely stunned.

Zhou Yan had indeed passed Chi You's test. As he gasped for breath, the War Lord, who stood atop the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, leaned on his weapon and spoke in a low, menacing voice: "...Not bad, you have passed the first test."

"The Heaven-Swallowing Technique of War and Devastation" has been fully mastered.

"Regardless of the methods, techniques, or martial arts, they are all..."

This is the inheritance of Chi You's fighting spirit. Throughout history, heroes and Xuan officials who have obtained this inheritance through various methods will all go through this process. He is already used to it. After this, he will send Zhou Yan back into his body.

However, the sound of something cutting through the air suddenly interrupted everything!
The young Taoist, panting heavily and having fought for an unknown amount of time, suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed a knife and a sword, and pounced forward like a tiger and a dragon! The sword and blade clashed, tearing through the air, and he slashed fiercely at Chi You's face!

"Ha—it's over? Are you kidding me?"

The young Taoist stared intently at Chi You, his eyes filled with arrogance, and he grinned maliciously:
"The outcome is still undecided, and the winner and loser are still undecided."

"I haven't given up yet, so I haven't failed."

"Keep fighting!"

Kaiming was stunned, and faces flashed before his eyes.

Chi You's lips curled up little by little. He was not furious, but extremely happy. He laughed loudly and shook off Zhou Yan's attack. Kai Ming saw that what burned in the young Taoist's eyes was not just the relief of passing the test.

It is resentment, it is defiance, it is resistance.

Pure to the extreme, intensely boiling—

The flames of battle.

They didn't care about any inheritance test at all; instead, their hearts were truly ignited!

Kaiming was stunned. Zhou Yan's figure seemed to overlap with the countless figures in Kaiming's memory who followed one after another, unwilling to give in.

The flame that has been passed down from generation to generation has not been extinguished.

When the previous cluster of flames went out.

In this world, it will burn fiercely once more!

The torch has been passed down from generation to generation.

"war!"

(End of this chapter)