Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The world seemed to suddenly fall silent.

The green-robed swordsman's hand was only three feet away from Gu Changjin's throat.

But those three short feet felt like an insurmountable chasm that he could never cross in his lifetime.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air, unable to move even a fingertip forward.

He stared blankly at the young Xuan King on the chariot, feeling the oppressive aura that made the sword intent within him wail. Only one thought remained in his mind.

The ultimate realm of terrestrial immortals?

How is that possible!

He was clearly a celestial being just now!

On the battlefield, both the Han Chuan Prefecture army and the Bei Shuo Xuanjia looked over at this moment.

Even Han Chuan, who was fighting against two other grass and wood military spirits, couldn't help but pause.

Then, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the green-robed sword immortal who had roamed the cold river for hundreds of years and was known for his carefree spirit, suddenly collapsed to the ground.

pat!

He actually knelt down right in front of the Xuanjia chariot!

"I……"

Humiliation flashed across the face of the green-robed swordsman, while a mad sword light surged in his eyes.

He wanted to get up, to draw his sword, and even to burn his soul to ashes, but the plant-based sword energy within him, cultivated for hundreds of years, betrayed him at this moment.

Strands of emerald green sword energy emerged from his flesh and meridians, wrapping around his limbs like vines.

Gu Changjin watched this scene with great interest.

"Nourish the sword with spring wood, and temper the heart with withering and flourishing."

"What you cultivate happens to be the path of plants and trees."

If this sword immortal in green robes were cultivating a different path, Gu Changjin would have to put in a lot more effort.

But in the face of the "Myriad Spirits Azure Heaven Law", his grass and wood swordsmanship was like a river meeting its source, or officials encountering an emperor.

Even resistance has become an extremely luxurious thing.

Gu Changjin raised a finger and gently touched his brow.

Deep within the Dao Fruit, a pure white Dao Returning to the Dao dissipated.

It did not create anything out of thin air; it simply transformed into a seed and fell into the physical body, soul, and swordsmanship that the Green-Clad Sword Immortal had accumulated over hundreds of years.

"No...no!!!"

The last vestige of clarity in the eyes of the green-robed swordsman began to struggle violently.

The next moment, an intense, almost impenetrable, emerald-green light completely enveloped him.

The ball of light expanded and contracted intermittently, and faint sounds of swords clashing, branches swaying, and bones regenerating could be heard from within.

Click!

It's like a seed shell finally cracking open.

The azure light shattered with a crash, and the azure-robed swordsman had vanished without a trace.

Instead, a young swordsman wearing a long robe with a green wood pattern appeared.

His eyebrows and eyes still vaguely retained some of the features of the old man, but deep in his pupils, there were only rings of green years left. The ancient sword on his back also seemed to have come back to life, with fine branches growing on its spine.

The aura of a terrestrial immortal emanated from him without reservation.

He knelt on one knee, holding the sword in both hands, his expression devout as if he had finally found the way to his own path.

"Aoki greets His Excellency!"

The Hanchuan Prefecture army was deathly silent.

A terrestrial deity, gone just like that?

Or perhaps he is still alive, but has become something else entirely?

The red-haired retainer holding the bronze spear and the armored old man holding the military seal exchanged a glance, but did not exchange a single word. At the same time, they turned and fled!

This battle is no longer viable.

Gu Changjin can turn a terrestrial immortal into his most loyal sword servant in a short time. Who knows if they will be next?

The two burned their life essence and fled east and west, instantly covering dozens of miles.

Gu Changjin simply drew an ordinary black iron longsword from beside the chariot.

It was the very same weapon he had used to kill Lady Liu in the council hall of the Xuanwang Mansion.

"No matter how far the weeds grow, they still need to be cut down."

He casually slashed horizontally.

There was no earth-shattering sword light tearing through the sea of ​​clouds.

On the Hanchuan Plain, countless blades of grass bowed low.

Dozens of miles away, two figures who were frantically fleeing froze at the same time.

The red-haired elder looked down at his chest, while the armored old man touched his neck in horror.

A sword mark as thin as a blade of grass slowly appeared.

The next instant, the two renowned land immortals fell from the sky, like two weeds casually cut by the roadside, devoid of any life.

Their dissipated essence, soul, and fragments of the Great Dao didn't even have time to return to heaven and earth before they were all swept away by the green roots spreading from the depths of the earth, turning into nutrients to stabilize the embryonic form of the Azure Sky.

Of the three terrestrial immortals on Hanchuan's side, one transformed into a sword attendant, while the other two perished on the spot.

The 60,000-strong state army, which had been barely holding on, collapsed instantly!

Shi Jingyue lowered his spear, looked at the three soldiers who had just raised their swords, and his lips moved, but in the end he did not give the order to charge.

Governor Xie Linjiang, however, still held tightly to the azure celestial scroll.

His face was deathly pale, but he straightened his back and shouted sternly, "Gu Changjin! As a vassal king of the Great Yin Dynasty, you crossed the border without imperial decree, murdered a court official, and seized a province!"

"What you have done today is no different from treason!!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Changjin laughed instead.

"Treason?"

"Governor Xie is probably terrified by the rebels."

He stood up, leaning on his sword, his voice carrying clearly across the entire battlefield.

"It was clearly the defeated troops of Shenshayuan who colluded with the rebels of Hanchuan to launch a surprise attack on the city. Governor Xie, concerned for the people, personally led 60,000 troops out of the city to suppress the rebellion, but the enemy was too fierce and he ultimately fought to the death."

"Upon learning that Han Chuan had requested reinforcements, I led the Northern Shuo army across the border to their aid under cover of darkness. After a fierce battle lasting half a day, we beheaded all the bandit leaders and preserved Han Chuan City."

Gu Changjin looked at the stiff-faced soldiers of Hanchuan around him and asked in a gentle tone, "Did you all witness this battle firsthand?"

Thirty thousand Northern Shuo Xuanjia soldiers simultaneously struck the ground with their weapons, shouting loudly.

"King Xuan quells the rebellion!"

The roar overwhelmed the walls of Hanchuan City and also suppressed the last bit of commotion among the 60,000 state troops.

Gu Changjin then looked at Xie Linjiang again, his smile becoming even more gentle.

"Look, everyone remembers it very clearly."

Xie Linjiang's lips trembled as he finally understood that the person in front of him not only wanted to kill him, but also wanted to include him in the battle report, so that he would die knowing why he was a loyal subject!

"You...you..."

"Hanchuan cannot be without a leader for even a day." Gu Changjin did not give him a chance to finish speaking, and grabbed at the air with his five fingers, "Since Governor Xie has already died for his country, there is no use in keeping this Heavenly Talisman."

"Give it to me."

The azure jade talisman in Xie Linjiang's hand trembled violently, trying to return to the heavens, but it was tightly entangled by countless azure roots that appeared out of nowhere, and forcibly dragged into Gu Changjin's palm.

Without the blessing of the Heavenly Talisman, Xie Linjiang's aura suddenly plummeted.

He wanted to shout angrily, but a flash of green wood sword light had already swept past him from behind.

Xie Linjiang's body stiffened, the anger in his eyes slowly subsided, and he finally fell backward in front of Hanchuan City.

Gu Changjin didn't even look at it, and simply instructed, "Prefect Xie died defending his country. His loyalty and bravery are commendable. Remember to give him a proper burial."

The moment Gu Changjin obtained the jade talisman, a bright blue light shone in his eyes.

The "All-Powerful Heavenly Law" began to operate with a roar!

The fate and destiny of the mountains, rivers, cities, people, and plants in Hanchuan were all revealed to him through this celestial scroll.

Instead of directly confronting the heavens, Gu Changjin silently planted an extremely small seed of the Azure Heaven deep within the Heavenly Record.

Like a larva parasitizing a huge object.

At this time, it was still very weak, not even enough to alert the entire heavens.

But it had already followed the Cold River Heavenly Record and bit open a hole in the Heavenly Authority!

The two characters "Hanchuan" on the jade talisman slowly faded away.

A series of cyan lines grew out from within, eventually intertwining to form four ancient characters... Azure Emperor's Heavenly Register!

boom!

At this moment, both Beishuo and Hanchuan prefectures were shaken.

The ancient trees of the seven prefectures of Beishuo, the wild grass of the vast Hanchuan River, the moss in the cracks of the city walls, the shrubs on both sides of the official road, and even the grass seeds buried deep in the ground that have not yet sprouted, all swayed gently at the same time.

A single, faint or small, seed of the Dao of Myriad Spirits appears deep within every plant and tree.

They did not immediately take human form, nor did they suddenly possess astonishing cultivation; they simply had the possibility of growing towards the heavens for the first time.

What they saw, heard, and felt all transformed into countless tiny thoughts, which flowed into Gu Changjin's heart.

The wind of Beishuo, the rain of Hanchuan, a withered tree that fell in the mountains, a blade of grass that was trampled in the royal city... all were within his perception.

Gu Changjin looked up at the sky.

The azure sky still hung high, but above Beishuo and Hanchuan, a very faint hint of green had appeared.

This is not yet the complete blue sky, but it is already a thorn embedded in the body of the heavens, which can never be removed.

In these two states, vegetation is his eyes and ears, and mountains and rivers are his soil.

The sky is him, the earth is him.

Just then, Gu Changjin suddenly turned his head, his gaze seemingly traversing the vast distance between Hanchuan and Beishuo, landing outside the royal city of Beishuo.

There, the golden and red ceremonial guards stretched for miles, and the imperial banners fluttered in the wind.

Princess Qiyang sat regally in her cloud-borne carriage, with Pei Zhaoye riding alongside her.

The entourage had barely entered the royal city when she instructed her female attendants through the curtain to clear out the East Garden of the Xuanwang Mansion and convert it into her princess's separate palace.

As Gu Changjin watched this scene, and then saw the various humiliations he had suffered in the thread of fate, a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"This wretched maidservant, she's come at just the right time."