Film and Television Daqing: Starting with the Heaven-Covering Technique and the Devouring Demon Art

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Even if you are a grandmaster, you cannot insult me ​​like this!"

Zheng Qiankun roared through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.

His sword had already slipped from his hand and was deeply embedded in the ground.

At this moment, he could only kneel on the ground in humiliation, letting his clothes be stained red with blood.

As a soldier, he had never been afraid of death, but at this moment, facing this utterly despicable person, he was being forced to kneel on the ground, which was clearly an insult to him!

Zheng Qiankun was pale and trembling, his heart filled with anger and humiliation.

Li Chengtian looked at Zheng Qiankun with a cold expression, his eyes revealing a fearsome majesty.

He said slowly, "Minister Zheng, you'd better kneel before speaking to me."

This statement was made very calmly, as if it were about something trivial, but the power it contained was undeniable.

Zheng Qiankun's body trembled slightly. He suppressed his anger and humiliation, and gritted his teeth as he answered:

"What, Your Majesty? How could this be? I don't understand why you're doing this to me?"

I have always been a loyal subject to the court and the emperor! Please tell me the reason, so I can die knowing why!

Li Chengtian released his hand from Zheng Qiankun's head, and Zheng Qiankun slowly raised his head.

When he saw the face of the person in front of him, no longer shrouded in black mist, Zheng Qiankun's eyes widened instantly, revealing an unprecedented look of fear.

He stared in disbelief at the person before him, the shock in his heart like a raging storm.

The second prince!

Zheng Qiankun's voice trembled, filled with undisguised astonishment.

How could Zheng Qiankun not recognize Li Chengtian, the second prince of the Qing Kingdom, who was established as a military commander in Kaifeng at the age of fourteen and was hailed as one of the three strongest princes of the Great Qing?

The image of Li Chengtian in the imperial court flashed through Zheng Qiankun's mind. His eyes were filled with astonishment and doubt, and the shock in his heart was like a vast and magnificent sea.

Second Prince, you

Zheng Qiankun's voice trembled, and he could no longer hide his shock and fear.

He never expected that the mysterious grandmaster who had just killed his five hundred personal guards was actually the Second Prince himself.

What shocked him even more was that the Second Prince Li Chengtian, who had always been known as the number one genius of Daqing, had actually reached the level of a Grandmaster.

Thinking of the 20-year-old Grandmaster, Zheng Qiankun's mind went blank, completely unable to comprehend the reality before him.

He stared wide-eyed at Li Chengtian in disbelief, as if witnessing an impossible miracle.

"Second Prince, why did you do this?"

Then, as if he had just realized something, his pupils dilated instantly, and the shock he felt was beyond words.

Li Chengtian slowly took two steps forward, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly:

"My father is now old, and I'm sure Lord Zheng is already aware of what I've done."

His eyes were deep and calm, revealing a sense of confidence and determination.

Zheng Qiankun lowered his head, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and answered in a slightly trembling voice:

"I know."

After a moment of silence, Zheng Qiankun raised his head with difficulty and said in a low, trembling voice:

"The Second Prince desires the throne, and therefore needs to control one of the most powerful armies in Daqing—the Red Armor Army."

His tone revealed helplessness and fear; he felt powerless to resist the current situation.

Li Chengtian's lips curled slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he said softly:

“A wise person will act wisely. So, I wonder what choice Lord Zheng will make?”

His eyes were as calm as a deep pool, yet contained boundless majesty.

Zheng Qiankun remained silent. He dared not answer easily because he knew clearly that he had no other choice.

At this moment, he was caught in a dilemma. If he had to submit to the second prince, he would face the extermination of his entire family.

Zheng Qiankun knew very well that if he dared to say "no," his Zheng family would face annihilation in an instant, and the entire family would disappear without a trace.

However, the other path before him—the path to seizing the throne—is equally fraught with endless dangers and uncertainties.

If they fail, the fate of extermination will still await them.

Zheng Qiankun was well aware of the stakes involved, and he knew he had no other choice.

They either watch helplessly as their family is destroyed, or they risk participating in the struggle for succession, hoping for that slim chance of success.

This decision was undoubtedly difficult for him, but he had to make a choice.

Ultimately, after careful consideration, Zheng Qiankun resolutely chose the latter:

"Second Prince, I choose to support you in seizing the throne!"

I swear to you, when Your Highness needs me, I will lead 30,000 Red Armored Soldiers to await your command!

His voice was firm and resolute, as if he had already made all the preparations.

Upon hearing Zheng Qiankun's reply, Li Chengtian smiled with satisfaction.

He nodded slightly, indicating his approval of Zheng Qiankun's choice, and said approvingly:

"Very good, I am very satisfied with your choice."

However, since you've decided to stand by my side, I'll give you some reassurance.

Now, let me show you my true power.

After saying that, Li Chengtian grabbed Zheng Qiankun's collar without hesitation, and then sped off into the deep mountains and forests as lightly as a bird.

Flying in the air, a strong wind rushed towards him, making Zheng Qiankun's hair messy and seemingly about to blow him away.

Zheng Qiankun's mind was in complete turmoil, his thoughts surging like a tidal wave.

At that moment, his worldview completely collapsed, and all his previous knowledge and beliefs were overturned in an instant.

Flying! The Second Prince can actually fly!

This is simply a fantasy, unbelievable.

Flying through the air—a mythical legend that existed only in novels and storybooks—was now vividly unfolding before his eyes.

They sped through the sky, the forest below rushing past as if time were flowing backward.

Zheng Qiankun clung tightly to the Second Prince's clothes, fearing that he might fall from the sky if he wasn't careful.

He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he fell, or whether he would survive.

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Chapter 15: Corpses Everywhere, Ye Zhong and the Others Were Terrified

It's unclear how much time passed before Li Chengtian finally stopped.

Zheng Qiankun felt dizzy and his stomach churned so badly that he almost vomited.

He struggled to open his eyes, only to find himself in a desolate, uninhabited forest.

Below, there is a towering stone pillar that reaches into the clouds. Its steep cliffs are like a sharp sword piercing the sky, inspiring awe.

After Zheng Qiankun landed, his legs felt weak and he almost fell to the ground, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, barely managing to stand up.

Zheng Qiankun was panting heavily, and it took him a great deal of effort to calm himself down.

Although he didn't know where he was, Zheng Qiankun could roughly tell that he was very far from Kyoto.

And just as he expected, Li Chengtian's speed had already surpassed the speed of sound, and in just a few minutes, he had arrived hundreds of miles away from Kyoto.

Just then, Li Chengtian's voice rang out again:

"Look closely, this is my true strength!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zheng Qiankun immediately looked up and saw Li Chengtian's body shimmering with black true energy, as if a demon god had descended to earth.

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengtian activated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art and struck out with a palm towards the distant mountain peak.

Rumble!

A deafening roar echoed in all directions.

Before Zheng Qiankun's stunned gaze, the mountain cliff exploded with a deafening roar, sending countless fragments of rock flying everywhere. The once towering peak was now shattered by Li Chengtian's single palm strike.

For a Grandmaster to be able to cleave a building in two with a single sword strike is already considered incredibly powerful.

But Li Chengtian's palm strike shattered the mountain peak, terrifying enough to tear the entire world apart.

Zheng Qiankun was shocked. He finally realized just how terrifying Li Chengtian was. His heart settled down completely after that, since Li Chengtian had such strength, it would be difficult for him to lose the struggle for the throne.

Seeing Zheng Qiankun's burning gaze, Li Chengtian's lips curled into a slight smile. He knew that his move had completely won over the Minister of War from Daqing.

So he smiled slightly and led Zheng Qiankun back to the place where the fierce battle had just taken place.

Zheng Qiankun's flight this time was much smoother than before, and he was no longer as disheveled as he had been.

When he landed steadily, he managed a forced smile, but his expression was still quite unpleasant.