Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

The execution ground was set up at the vegetable market.

The crowd was full of people.

The executioner was sharpening his cleaver, occasionally touching it with his fingers to test its sharpness.

Rows of people were tied up.

He was pinned to the ground by a burly soldier.

Shi Wen was an inconspicuous member of the team, and he was tied up.

The aches and pains in his joints and the tightness of the ropes made him look surprised.

"phantom?"

"It must be an illusion. I was clearly counting my loot just now. It was that eyeball that made me hallucinate."

"But this feeling is so real. If I didn't know I was in a hallucination, I would really think I was someone about to be executed on the execution ground."

Shi Wen was surprised, suspicious, and curious.

He didn't understand where he was.

How did this eyeball pull him into this illusion?

The environment looks so realistic!

"Shuheng, it's just death, what is there to fear?"

A frail old man with graying temples nearby said resentfully, "These damned reformers, using barbarian chaos to establish our system and destroy our laws and traditions, they will surely be punished by Heaven!"

"Throughout my life, I have adhered to the ways of the sages and defended the foundation of the Great Liang Dynasty. It is simply a matter of the victor becoming king and the loser becoming villain."

"I only hate that Heaven is unjust, allowing you scoundrels to run rampant..."

The old man's voice was very familiar, as if it were a family member he had spent many days and nights with.

After listening to a few words, Shi Wen...

He looked dazed.

A series of memories that didn't belong to him flashed through his mind, while his head throbbed with unbearable pain!

"Shuheng? Who is Shuheng?"

"Am I Shuheng? Is Shuheng me?"

"Um... I am the 39th generation direct descendant of the Tiannan Wen family of the Great Liang Dynasty, and the heir of the Great Liang Sage Family. My family was caught up in the chaos of resisting the uprising of the rebels, and ultimately ended up being beheaded and displayed to the public..."

Shi Wen was in a daze, on the verge of collapse, with snot and tears streaming down his face. "Grandpa, I'm still young, I don't want to die!"

"Nonsense! My Wen family has been favored by the Great Liang for generations, and we should prove our loyalty with our lives!!!"

Upon hearing his words, the old man standing nearby suddenly revealed an angry expression.

He rammed his head against his opponent's head with all his might, bared his teeth and tried to bite him, roaring, "What have you learned from all your studies? Can a scholar who's afraid of death still be called a scholar?"

Shi Wen wailed and cried loudly.

The soldiers with guns separated the two men and trampled them to the ground.

Rumble...

The ground trembled.

A group of soldiers riding dragon horses approached with a menacing aura.

The burly soldier at the head of the group rode a dragon-shaped horse to the execution ground.

He stared at a certain figure.

He said coldly, "Brother Mu, you are the military governor of Tiannan, a ruler who governs the people on behalf of Heaven, yet how can you not see through the situation?"

The middle-aged man being looked at remained silent.

He continued, "The Great Liang is corrupt. If you join the new policies of the Republic of China, you will be a meritorious official who helped found the new dynasty. At that time, the President will bestow upon you a higher official rank and status. If you and all your disciples from Tiannan join the Republic of China, you will all be great and virtuous ministers of the Republic, rising rapidly in rank. Why die for so-called honor?"

"You have cut your hair, changed your clothes, and altered the calendar and era name. This is an act that offends our ancestors and goes against the principles of Heaven. His Majesty has been misled by traitors and neglected state affairs. How can we allow you to shake the foundation of our Great Liang Dynasty, which has lasted for more than 800 years, with your crooked and heretical doctrines?"

"My death today is to uphold the law of my ancestors, not because I have committed a crime!"

The middle-aged man's gaze was cold and unfazed as he met his eyes.

He shouted: "If all the redundant offices are abolished in one day, thousands of clerks will be ruined and their families destroyed, and all industries will be in ruins."

"You all only know how to talk about reform, but do you know the practicalities of the nation's grain transport, criminal law, and taxation? Without us, who could operate these systems? How long has the Reform Movement been in effect? ​​And yet chaos has already broken out!"

"If this policy were truly implemented throughout the land, corrupt officials would flee, bandits would rise up everywhere, and you would ultimately become the cause of the nation's downfall!!!"

The middle-aged man was kneeling.

Yet it seemed taller than a standing person!

Many people on the scene also cursed at Hong Tianwu.

"Hong Tianwu, as the Grand Marshal of the Black Crow Army, you have guarded the border for generations and received imperial favor, yet today you surrender your entire army. Do you know the shame?"

"The reform movement's seizure of the southern border is an act of treason, unprecedented in history. We are not to be pitied for our deaths, but it is a pity that you have ruined our great country."

"I, in power, am preventing the party from plotting against the foundation of the nation, while you collude with the rebel party to divide the country and carve up territory; it is truly hateful..."

Hong Tianwu calmly said, "I am the newly appointed Military Commissioner of the new Republic of China government, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Seventh Army of Tiannan. If you join me, you will surely be promoted..."

"Fuck you, get lost!!"

"Traitors and villains deserve to be punished by everyone!"

"Hong Tianwu, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations! I'll be waiting for you down there!!!"

The people at the execution ground were emotional, and some even spat at Hong Tianwu!

Hong Tianwu, riding on the dragon horse, remained expressionless and simply waved his finger calmly.

The surrounding officials understood his meaning, quickly threw down their command tokens, and shouted, "Execute!"

The executioner on the execution ground received his orders.

He swung his sword and beheaded Chen Muzhi, the former military governor of Tiannan Prefecture.

Then.

Soldiers pushed these key figures from Tiannan onto wooden blocks.

They were beheaded one by one!

Hundreds of people, each one performing differently.

Some people, knowing they are doomed to die, show no fear except to lament the injustice of fate and curse rebellion.

Some pampered, outwardly fierce but inwardly weak conservative bureaucrats.

When faced with the fear of impending death, one's beliefs crumble, leading to breakdowns, cries of despair, pleading for mercy, mental confusion, or incoherent speech.

Some people chose to remain silent in order to maintain their last shred of dignity.

His head hit the ground, and blood gushed into the sky.

The strong, pungent smell of blood assaulted Shi Wen's nostrils.

A few more people, and then it will be Shi Wen's turn.

Shi Wen's will crumbled, and fear of death appeared on his face. "Grandpa, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Silly child, it's just death. Grandpa will be there to catch you down there."

The old man laughed loudly, then was dragged over. The executioner swiftly cleaved his head in two, and hot blood splattered onto Shi Wen's face. The severed head rolled right in front of Shi Wen, its face contorted in a grimace, their eyes locked, and its mouth open as if trying to say something.

Shi Wen felt a chill run down his spine.

He was dragged away to be executed while crying loudly.

He struggled desperately, but two soldiers grabbed his arms and forced him down onto the wooden stump.

The burly executioner drew a line across his neck with his wine-stained hand, spat out a mouthful of wine, and raised his knife to bring it down.

Just then.

Shi Wen suddenly heard a loud meow.

The cat's screams were out of place with the atmosphere and aroused his suspicions.

"A cat meowing? How could there be a cat meowing at an execution ground?"

"No! I'm not Wen Shuheng, I'm Shi Wen!!"

"I am Shi Wen!"

"An illusion!! Everything here is an illusion!!!!"

Shi Wen's eyes widened in fury, and he angrily bit his tongue.

The scene before my eyes began to disintegrate; the environment of the dilapidated wooden house, the moldy floor and the stuffy smell of the air filled the air.

A black cat was tearing at his flesh, screaming desperately!

In another space.

It depicts a scene of rolling heads, rivers of blood, and warlords standing tall!

"Damn it!"

"I can't tell the difference!!"

Shi Wen's face was contorted with rage, a strange memory twisting his perception.

The fragmented images left him mentally disoriented and in great pain.

Yu Guang.

Suddenly, I saw that eyeball, the size of a fist.

He controlled his limited consciousness.

Suddenly, he pressed down with his left hand!