Demon Emperor

Chapter 82 Heavenly Killing Intent, Dragon and Snake Rise from the Land

On his way back, Ruan Hu once again passed by Lotus Mountain, where the imperial tombs are located.

late at night.

The divine cavalry traversed the land as if flying to reach this place, immediately alarming the local tomb guardian beasts.

Ruan Hu was about to pass through directly, but he stopped because of a scene.

The imperial tomb under the moon.

Deities, invisible to the naked eye of ordinary mortals, walk along the boundary of the tomb, chanting as they go.

"Jingwei carries a tiny twig in her hand to fill the vast ocean."

"Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there."

The divine general was wearing a bearskin cloak and golden armor, with a shield in one hand and a halberd in the other.

More importantly, it has no head.

While chanting such poems, one might easily mistake them for an ancient war god descending to earth.

"Fang Xiangshi!"

Since Fang Xiangshi was subdued by Ruan Hu, he has been guarding the imperial tombs for Ruan Hu.

To be precise, it might not have been a subjugation, but rather that the Fangxiang clan, upon hearing that Ruan Hu was the emperor, submitted to him on their own.

at this time.

When Ruan Hu saw the headless Fang Xiang and heard him chanting this poem, he felt that it was a premonition from the unseen world.

At this moment, Fang Xiangshi also noticed the divine cavalry passing by in the distance.

He spoke first: "Your Majesty, have you come to see me?"

The divine being on the steed asked from afar, "Prime Minister Fang, why are you chanting Xing Tian's name? Do you know the secrets of this ancient legend?"

Fang Xiangshi immediately replied, "I know a little about it."

Ruan Hu: "How did those ancient peoples from the mountains and seas obtain this power?"

Fangxiangshi was originally a people from different mountains and seas, a bloodline left over from the ancient wilderness.

After speaking, Fang Xiangshi looked at the emperor.

In ancient times, there were many kingdoms that existed between mountains and seas.

"Only by sacrificing millions of people to the gods can one obtain a divine power. The great shaman merged his god into his flesh and blood, and as a human, he possessed the power of a god or even a god."

"Your Majesty is a descendant of Gao Yao, and carries the bloodline of the ancient Churen Kingdom. You are also a descendant of the ancient great shamans and gods."

Ruan Hu: "I also acquired the supernatural powers of the Chu people, but I always feel that I can't use them very smoothly. Is it because the supernatural powers are not perfect, or is there something missing?"

Fang Xiangshi: "Divine man, divine man, the divine and the human are united."

"Your Majesty, with your divine and physical bodies separated, how can you possibly unleash the true power of a divine being?"

Ruan Huxia was momentarily dazed; Fang Xiangshi's words seemed to have awakened something within him.

At this moment.

Ruan Hu's soul gradually twisted, losing its human form and transforming into a gigantic white tiger god.

The tiger was unusually large, forming a stark contrast with the tiny human figure.

Divine appearance, human appearance.

Their appearances constantly alternated.

Then they gradually fit together, as if something entirely new was about to be born from them.

"Roar!"

The white tiger coiled atop the imperial mausoleum, roaring towards the sky.

At this moment, Ruan Huyuan's body in Xijing City also began to undergo mutation.

All the fur on his body began to turn the color of the white tiger, his loose black hair turned white, and even his eyebrows turned white.

His skin gradually turned bronze, as if it were cast from ancient bronze, exuding a strong sense of barbarity.

Not only that, its skeletal structure has also gradually changed, becoming much taller and more intimidating.

An invisible, towering aura of bloodlust surged into the sky.

An indescribable aura of menace enveloped the area around the palace, causing some palace servants to collapse to the ground in fear.

Even the guards felt their hair stand on end and their backs go cold.

What did you feel?

"what happened?"

"What's wrong with me? Why is my heart racing so much?"

Bedroom.

Thirty-three celestial maidens appeared together in the mirror, while the divine general Yaksha hovered inside and outside the palace.

The goddess Miaoxiang, the lord of the divine realm, also appeared and stood before the bed.

Upon seeing Ruan Hu's appearance, she immediately understood what had happened to him.

"The appearance of a deity from the mountains and seas!"

At this moment, everything seemed to have returned to the ancient, barbaric era when gods and humans lived together.

The god who mostly lived among humans at that time is the being that Ruan Hu is about to become.

"A god!"

"He is truly no ordinary man!"

Nowadays, such beings have different names: saints, immortals, and Buddhas.

The strongest.

He was the Heavenly Emperor and God Emperor of the ancient, barbaric era.

When the Celestial Maiden Miaoxiang saw this scene, she was half happy and half worried.

Because the appearance of divine beings has always been accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Lotus Hill Imperial Mausoleum.

It was clear that Ruan Hu's soul was about to depart and merge into his own body.

Even Ruan Hu had opened his eyes slightly in his bedchamber.

Just as he was about to reveal his divine tiger-like golden eyes and recreate the power of the ancient people from the mountains and seas.

At this moment, Fang Xiangshi shouted.

"No!"

At the crucial moment, he stopped Ruan Hu.

Ruan Hu gradually returned to normal and then looked at Fang Xiangshi.

I asked him, "Why are you stopping me?"

Fang Xiangshi stepped forward and knelt on the ground.

However, he earnestly warned the emperor before him: "Your Majesty, this divine power should not be used lightly, because each use requires a sacrifice to replenish its own consumption."

"The Yellow Emperor killed Xing Tian and used him as a sacrifice."

"After Chi You died, his body was dismembered. Emperor Yu killed Xiang Liu, Emperor Yu killed Gu and Qin, and Yi shot down the nine sons of the Heavenly Emperor."

Fang Xiang recounted one myth after another, from the ancient, barbaric era, that has been passed down to this day.

At the same time, it also revealed the terrifying aspect of it.

"Only when Heaven unleashes its killing intent will dragons and snakes rise from the land."

“Only divine beings like Your Majesty can descend upon the world one after another in large numbers, because only mountains of corpses and seas of blood can provide the sacrifices and offerings for this era of gods descending to the mortal realm.”

Fang Xiang remained kneeling on the ground, subtly advising Ruan Hu to use this power with caution.

"The moment Your Majesty transforms into the form of a mountain and sea deity, you become a celestial being on earth!"

"god!"

"It needs to be supported by all the people."

Ruan Hu listened quietly, his gaze fixed on the ground beneath his feet. He failed to notice the strange phenomenon that was occurring in the heavens above the Nine Provinces.

Three stars in the sky that are usually invisible suddenly lit up.

"Heaven sends murderous intent!"

"Dragons and snakes rise from the land!"

At this moment, countless people across the land of Kyushu raised their heads, staring in astonishment at the three stars in the sky.

Some were terrified and panicked, while others were overjoyed.

Everyone looked at the three stars and seemed to see a river of blood flowing down from the heavens, dyeing the entire sky red.

But at the same time.

Everyone understood that the appearance of these three stars represented another aspect.

The land of China will be unified once again.
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the other side.

A vast valley.

Along the Tea Horse Road and the Tiandu River, countless troops continued to gather in this direction.

Nanzhao soldiers, Tibetans, and Qiang people were all rushing here in large groups.

The campsites in the valley stretched out one after another, each with a different accent, yet all sharing the same goal.

Descending along the narrow, towering mountains.

Longda led his tribe down, which naturally included many of the Qingmian Qiang cavalry he had just annexed.

As soon as Ronda and his men appeared, they saw groups of barbarians in the valley kneeling before him, because everyone saw the large banner behind him depicting the image of the goddess Kishimomo.

Many foreigners couldn't believe that such a powerful goddess as the Demon Mother Goddess, who was so fearsome and majestic in the White Horse High Heaven, would actually intervene in this matter and descend from the White Horse High Heaven.

"Homage to the Demon Mother Goddess!"

"May the Great Mother Goddess have blessed me with my survival this time."

"The Mother Goddess of Devils..."

These people knelt and prayed, chanting the name of the goddess Kishi Mushin in a foreign language. Their piety and fear of the deity seemed to be etched into their very souls.

When this flag is raised.

Countless people gathered under the banner and obeyed Ronda's orders, and he quickly became a leader in this force.

A group of Qiang people in the valley were assigned to a position and worked like slaves.

Among this group of Qiang people.

The skeletal statue of the horse-faced god was carried by several people, clinging to it and peering out at the scene outside.

"With so many people, that brat Ruan Hu is definitely doomed this time."

At first, Horse-faced God thought he was the protagonist, the key figure in initiating the invasion of Xicheng, but he found that the scene was much larger than he had imagined.

He wasn't the only one eyeing the Western Regions; his petty grudges and personal grievances were insignificant compared to a true nation and dynasty.

Horse-faced God looked out over the various camps in the valley.

Each campsite was haunted by terrifying, malevolent ghosts and monstrous, inhuman idols.

In the shadows, who knows what other sinister things are lurking around.

These Nanzhao people, Fan people, and Qiang people also brought with them countless ghosts and gods, as well as their respective shamans.

They'll do it when war breaks out.

This is also a custom of barbarians.

Horse-faced God looked at the eerie, malevolent camp where humans and ghosts mingled, and gazed at the barbarian and Qiang shamans whose bodies were covered in festering sores, who held human bone staffs, and whose necks were strung with skulls.

"Where did all these evil spirits come from? Why are they all rushing over here?"

"Who exactly is it that could recruit these old scallions to this place?"

He didn't notice.

I am one of those old scallions.

At that moment, the sounds of gongs, drums, and music suddenly came from the distant main road.

The commotion was quite loud; you could tell a lot of people had come.

Many people rushed out from the various camps, including leaders or generals who mounted their horses and quickly headed towards the main road.

This includes Ronda.

When the noise got closer.

Then they saw an enormous army of Nanzhao soldiers arriving, their banners fluttering like clouds.

And the most eye-catching one.

It was a palanquin carried by dozens or even hundreds of people, as large as a small mountain, with curtains hanging down from above and swaying in the wind, like colorful canopies spinning around.

In the dim light, one can see a figure sitting cross-legged high up, like a deity on an altar.

Such a grand display only fueled people's curiosity.
Everyone speculated, "Could it be the King of Nanzhao?"

Those who rushed to the carriage prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing and worshipping the person on it.

"Greetings, Great Ghost Lord of Erhai Lake!"

Whether they were Nanzhao people, Qiang people, or non-Han people, they all knelt on the ground.

It seems this person is the one who summoned them.

"What Erhai Great Ghost Lord?" Some of the Qiang people had never heard of this name before.

"She is the Holy Maiden of Nanzhao!" Someone immediately explained the other identity of the Great Ghost Lord of Erhai Lake.

"What do you Qiang slaves know? That is a sacred being among humans! You dog slave, kneel down immediately!" Some even knelt on the ground and shouted at the people next to them after bowing.

And beneath that magnificent imperial carriage canopy, as large as a small mountain.

Longda, a barbarian who worshipped the Mother Goddess of the Demon Child, felt his scalp tingle instantly upon seeing the Nanzhao Holy Maiden, the so-called Great Demon Lord of Erhai.

His eyes are indeed quite remarkable.

And the feeling that the Nanzhao holy woman gave him.

It was as if Pei Yuanxiao had seen Ruan Hu reveal his true, ferocious nature.

"A god!"

Ronda immediately buried his head deep in his eyes, unable to look any longer.

The Holy Maiden of Nanzhao, who sat high in her carriage and canopy like a deity, simply raised her hand, and someone below conveyed her words. Then, flag bearers arrived at various camps.

"The Great Ghost Lord of Erhai Lake's decree!"

"Raise an army today!"

"Destroy Dasheng and seize Xicheng!"

At her words, all the Nanzhao people roared wildly, raised their weapons, and their faces flushed with excitement.

"Destroy the Great Sheng!"

"Take Xicheng!"

It was as if the Nanzhao Holy Maiden's words, "If you say you'll destroy Dasheng, you will definitely destroy it," as if a deity had spoken.

Tens of thousands of Nanzhao soldiers dared not delay and began to break camp and prepare to march south without stopping for a moment.

Some of the newly arrived soldiers hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath before they set off immediately, not daring to disobey the so-called Great Ghost Lord of Erhai Lake's decree.

At this moment.

Whether it is a person living on earth, a ghost walking in the underworld, or a god floating in the sky.

They were all obeying the Great Ghost Lord of Erhai Lake.

A vast army of soldiers clad in armor, eerie shamans swarming with vengeful spirits, and evil gods clinging to banners, emitting long howls.

It rushed down from that high place, breaking through many obstacles.

Go straight to Yajun.

(End of this chapter)