The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 309 Dare to Take the Risk? A Thousand Years of Fortune Bet on a Painting

No one could predict the moves that King Jin would make.

This move was extremely fierce and domineering, truly like golden light traversing the sky. However, Zhou Yan seemed to have been prepared. He swayed and transformed into a gentle breeze to avoid the move, then transformed back into the Taoist himself. He swept the Taibai Sword horizontally, carrying sword energy towards the Golden Heavenly King.

Jin Tianwang raised his arm, carrying a burst of malevolent energy, and slammed it down on the sword.

The long sword in Zhou Yan's hand curved, emitting a series of clear and melodious sword sounds.

Li Yuanying's body was filled with the swirling energy of humanity as he attacked Zhou Yan and Jin Tianwang. The two swords clashed, their sword energies scattering in all directions, but while attacking each other, they also made their moves almost simultaneously.

The two swords were entangled together, with the malevolent energy of metal and the combined energy of earth and fire.

It struck Li Yuanying's protective treasure heavily.

At the same time, Zhou Yan and Jin Tianwang both kicked out.

One used the [Tenfold Giant Spirit], while the other was the true form of the Dharma Body.

The two kicks landed squarely on each other.

Zhou Yan and Jin Tianwang were both sent flying backward by the opponent's attack, crashing into the wall of Tengwang Pavilion. Even with the support of the formation, the wall was still shattered by the impact of their backs.

Blood flowed from Jin Tianwang's mouth as his eyes locked onto Zhou Yan. With the tenfold power of the Cloud Platform Giant Spirit General, plus the blessing of the Mountain God in this world, Zhou Yan's power was greatly enhanced.

This straight kick caused even the incredibly powerful Golden King to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Zhou Yan also took a solid kick from a fourth-grade Dharma Avatar, which made his internal organs ache and blood flow from the corner of his mouth. For some reason, the mountain god position in this blessed land world was extremely powerful, but it was not resistant to impact-type defenses.

He had some pain in his lower back.

The two fought fiercely, seemingly not taking Li Yuanying seriously at all.

Zhou Yan sneered: "As expected of you—!"

The Golden King brushed the pale golden blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "A mere Earth Immortal trapped in the shadows of those who have passed by, possessing such strength only in this place, could not possibly have caught my eye."

"Zhou Yan, let's settle our old scores and grudges today!"

Zhou Yan cursed under his breath.

The Golden King was arrogant and self-centered, and his actions were completely unpredictable. He locked his gaze on Zhou Yan and sneered, "You care about this matter, don't you? Then I will definitely stop your good deed."

Li Yuanying's eyes flickered slightly: "This brave warrior, would you like to join forces with me?"

The Golden Heavenly King lowered his gaze and said just three words, which made Li Yuanying's face turn ashen.

He said coldly, "You're not worthy."

Then, looking at Zhou Yan again, he raised the ancient sword in his hand, and with the aura of metal and wood activated, he attacked Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan had previously defeated the Golden Heavenly King because of the tendons of the ancient serpent master above, which was made by the weapon master's design blueprints and tempered with merit purple energy to form the Demon Binding Rope.

At this moment, this thing, along with Di Po Tian Qing and others, was swallowed into the belly of the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

Without this powerful magic weapon that restrains those below the Immortal God realm, and without the Earth Soul and Heaven Collapse, Zhou Yan is not at an advantage against the Golden Heavenly King at this moment. Only by harnessing the mountain god's earth veins of this blessed land, which greatly enhances his strength and endurance, can he stand up to the Golden Heavenly King.

With an almost instinctive sensitivity, Jin Tianwang sensed Zhou Yan's 'weakness' and his killing intent surged. He attacked Zhou Yan directly, forcing Zhou Yan to defend with his sword while his eyes swept over the confrontation between Li Yuanying and Li Zhiwei.

With a thought, he threw the sword in his hand down.

Zhou Yan shouted:

"Pingyang, protect her!"

A stream of light shimmered on the longsword, transforming into the sword spirit guardian general Li Pingyang, whose brows were gentle but whose eyes held a sharp edge. After she appeared, she landed beside Li Zhiwei, while Zhou Yan summoned the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear and fought against the Golden Heavenly King.

Jin Tianwang's eyes turned slightly cold. He was willing to let Li Yuanying complete his plan so that the 'treasure' he wanted would be fully catalyzed. So, with a thought, he opened his Dharma body again, and the ancient sword in his hand was wrapped by the huge torrent of Geng metal evil energy, transforming into a giant spear.

He thrust forward with a skillful spear technique.

boom! ! !
Zhou Yan only had time to grab his gun and return to defend.

However, he was in the air at the moment, not connected to the earth's veins, and at a point where the old power had dissipated and the new power had not yet been generated. His transformation technique was too late to block the attack, but he could not resist the immense physical force.

Golden King roared, "Go!"

Divine power surged forth once more upon the spear!
Zhou Yan grunted as his back slammed into the wall of Tengwang Pavilion, shattering it and sending his entire body flying. Jin Tianwang's cold eyes swept over the crowd below, but he didn't make a move. Instead, he transformed into golden light and chased after Zhou Yan.

The weapons swung and slammed down, but Zhou Yan used his spear to deflect the force.

The two fell to the ground together.

The earth cracked open, and supernatural powers were unleashed, but they had no choice but to separate themselves from the battlefield inside the Tengwang Pavilion. Li Yuanying withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "...There are many arrogant people in the world, but here, it is time for us to dominate."

"Junior."

With a clang—

A cold light burst forth from outside the pavilion, tearing directly towards Li Yuanying.

While Zhou Yan was confronting Jin Tianwang, he was still able to lend a helping hand, but Li Yuanying easily shattered the sword energy. He said, "I would not stoop to harming my second brother's descendants. In any case, they are our descendants."

"Li Zhiwei, is that so? Stay there, I don't want to lay a hand on you."

Li Yuanying calmly activated the formation, intending to use Tengwang Pavilion and Langyuan Wonderland as the core to construct the blessed land he desired, and then use this blessed land to invade the human world.

This is logically impossible, but since Li Yuanying is a member of the Li Tang royal family, it is not entirely impossible for him to be integrated with the human destiny of the mortal world—just like Zhou Yan and others who planned to replace the evil formation that absorbs vital energy with a human destiny formation.

Li Yuanying also intends to combine his altered 'Humanity's Fortune Array with the overall human fortune of the mortal realm, causing the fortune of the entire mortal realm to be tainted. At that time, this dream will spread to every corner of the mortal realm like a meme virus.

As this action occurred, the ancient dragon turtle, which had been sleeping beneath this place, gradually began to recover its vitality.

Zhou Yan was anxious for Li Zhiwei's safety and used all his martial arts skills to the fullest. However, Jin Tianwang knew that Zhou Yan cared about something and was determined to stop him, so he also used his supernatural abilities to the fullest.

Suddenly realizing something, the Golden King burst into laughter:
"Hahaha, I see! Zhou Yan, you like that human woman?!"

Zhou Yan's anger grew increasingly intense: "Die!"

At this moment, one of them was still recovering from his injuries, and the other had lost his divine weapon.

One had been stripped of the title of True Lord of Mount Hua, and the other had lost the true power of Lord of Mount Tai, yet they still had the blessing of this blessed land. Thus, the fourth-rank fighting against the fifth-rank was a fierce and evenly matched battle. Li Zhiwei looked at the elegant and noble middle-aged man and realized that the key to the problem seemed to lie with her.

If Li Yuanying succeeds, then at least these 300,000 people will have no chance of survival. Zhou Yan is entangled with a powerful enemy and cannot return to help. He can only face the front alone. The enemy in front of him is the Prince of Teng, the younger brother of Emperor Taizong, whose bloodline is even stronger than his own.

He holds a prestigious position and possesses immense power, capable of easily killing Li Zhiwei. Even with Li Pingyang present, he could at most protect Li Zhiwei from being instantly killed.

A tremendous amount of pressure fell on Li Zhiwei's shoulders.

The girl's heart pounded. She clenched her fist, took a deep breath, clenched her fingers, released them, and then clenched them again, panting heavily.

Then, at this moment, despite the immense pressure, Li Yuanying still took half a step forward, his eyes fixed on her, and the young woman respectfully said:

"Li Zhiwei, a junior descendant of Emperor Taizong, pays respects to his great-uncle, Prince Teng."

Perhaps it was because of the girl's respectful face, perhaps it was because of the gentleness of her phoenix eyes, perhaps it was because of the title of "Grand Uncle," but a trace of peace appeared in the coldness in Li Yuanying's eyes. He raised his hand and said, "Get up."

"No need for formalities. Since you acknowledge me as your great-uncle, I will not mistreat you and will not kill you."

At this moment, thanks to this obedient demeanor, Li Zhiwei's safety was completely guaranteed. However, after a pause, Li Zhiwei lowered her hand, her fingers gripping her palm tightly until they turned white, but she smiled and calmly said, "However, this junior still feels that your approach, Grand Uncle Gao, is slightly biased."

"I mean... what if my great-niece wanted this too?"

Li Zhiwei pointed to the large formation below, a naive smile appearing on her face.

"After all, I personally orchestrated this."

"My great-uncle, Prince Teng, would never stole something from a mere junior like me, would he?"

Even Li Pingyang sensed Li Zhiwei's audacity in uttering such words. When the middle-aged man looked down at her, the terrifying pressure he exerted almost made her instinctively want to draw her sword.

However, she also clearly understood that drawing her sword at this moment would be completely fruitless.

Li Yuanying chuckled: "Good little girl, you really know how to talk nonsense. Such arrogance is somewhat similar to that of your second brother when he was young. But why should I give it to you?"

He just felt that after being separated for so long, it would be interesting to chat with a girl who was somewhat similar to his second brother in some aspects of her personality, and who was also his own bloodline and a descendant of his second brother. However, the girl's next move made Li Yuanying suddenly stand up.

Li Zhiwei stretched out his hand, holding the Imperial Seal of the State in his palm.

The girl's face still held a smile:
"What do you think of this?"

Li Yuanying suddenly stood up, his pupils contracting sharply. He had only seen this thing once before, when his second brother sent him away from the capital. It represented the majesty of the emperor of humanity, and was the key to the fate of humanity in the world.

It is the legitimate seal, held by the second brother.

"Eh? Your great-uncle is actually trying to snatch something from a junior like me?" Li Zhiwei suddenly took the seal back half a step, a charming and obedient expression on her face, and smiled:
"Even our ancestors, Emperor Taizong, would say that you don't follow the rules of the Li family."

Li Pingyang pursed his lips, wanting to say that the rule of Li Tang was precisely to rob.

The orthodoxy is forged on swords and blades.

The Xuanwu Gate is where the great dynasty was established.

If you were to convince this person to actually follow the rules, then Emperor Taizong would laugh at you for being too rigid and inflexible!

However, Li Yuanying was a nobleman who was born later, and at this moment he was extremely tempted—with this item, this plan would definitely succeed, and the Immortal Tang Dynasty would be rebuilt in his hands. He would not have to worry about that fifth-rank Daoist or that fourth-rank mountain spirit.

He wanted to seize it, but his nature also clung to the dignity of a prince. Looking into those familiar phoenix eyes, and hearing the hint of 'concession' in the words of their owner, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction and said:

"So, what are you thinking, great-niece?"

Li Zhiwei smiled and said, "In terms of martial arts, techniques, and supernatural powers, I am no match for you. How about we compare this instead—"

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the screen: "Painting."

Li Yuanying originally thought that if this little guy said something irrelevant, he could be easily dismissed. However, this painting hit the nail on the head. He was a product of Li Yuan being placed under house arrest by Li Shimin. He was created by Li Yuan to annoy Li Shimin.

His birth was a tragedy in the torrent of history.

He had seen what true geniuses of the world were like.

Even the historical records of the Tang Dynasty all say the same thing: "[Emperor Taizong offered the empire to Emperor Gaozu]".

In terms of both civil and military achievements, and even in winning people's hearts, Li Yuanying could not compare with his second brother, who was as radiant as the sun. So he indulged in sensual pleasures, but he also had extraordinary talent. He was proficient in all the arts, especially painting butterflies.

His painting "One Hundred Butterflies" depicts butterflies in flight or on the ground, their graceful postures inspiring a Tang Dynasty poem that says, "The butterflies of Prince Teng and the horses of Jiangdu are worth a thousand pieces of gold." He pioneered the Teng School of butterfly painting, becoming its founder and achieving enlightenment through painting, demonstrating extraordinary skill.

He always had it on his mind.

This was perhaps the only thing he could compare to his second brother in his entire life.

If Li Zhiwei had said something else, Li Yuanying might not have agreed, but since this matter was brought up and she was a descendant of his second brother, Li Yuanying laughed heartily: "Alright, alright, then let's have a competition."

The screen opened, and the two of them actually picked up brushes and began to paint. Li Zhiwei pursed her lips, took out a brush, and exhaled. At this moment, facing figures from a hundred years ago, ancestors of the Li Tang dynasty, and living immortals, every step was dangerous. Li Zhiwei's back was soaked with sweat.

Fear, of course she was afraid; Li Zhiwei's hand holding the pen was trembling.

Li Yuanying looked at her and smiled:

"You really are a child. If you're scared, you can give up."

Li Zhiwei closed her eyes.

Take a deep breath in, then exhale deeply.

She could almost hear Zhou Yan fighting and shouting with Jin Tianwang outside, hear the hissing of sword energy, and hear the sound of energy vibration.

I know, I know you're still fighting, you haven't given up yet, so I...

I will believe you.

After all, you would never leave me to die, would you?

Master Zhou.

She opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the Imperial Seal of the State. A ripple flashed in her eyes as she suppressed another plan and scheme in her mind.

I will buy you time and create opportunities.

This is a one-time chance!
Li Zhiwei let out a breath and smiled, "All done."

Come on!

(End of this chapter)