Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

[Having witnessed that forbidden power, even after losing the authority to kill, still possessed terrifying divine might.]

[This will further fuel your anticipation for the legacy of "Zhu Xian" etched in your memory.]

Unfortunately, they are still too young and lack experience, so they can't understand it yet.

[After analyzing the essence of the sword mark.]

You have already clearly understood the situation in Wuzhou and defined the rules of death.

[The tragic fate of Shen Jinyue and Shang Qingdai.]

[It was determined by the sword marks on the stone tablet, and the remaining aura of killing intent.]

The person behind the scenes, whether to conceal their identity or due to some obstacle, is unable to act personally.

Therefore, a deal was made with that forbidden one.

[Borrowing some of the essence of the power of killing from "The Enemy".]

[The lingering resonance of the sword mark sealed a deadly fate for Shen Jinyue and Shang Qingdai.]

As for why the existence of "The Enemy" is so crucial.

[This all stems from the profound mystery of "The Enemy's Foresight," which directly confronts the essence of death's root cause.]

This is not only the beginning and foundation of the legacy of the Tomb of the God of War.

It is also the 'eyes' that lock onto the target.

Without the gaze of these 'eyes,' the lingering force of the sword wound cannot accurately strike its target.

Unless... that forbidden figure intervenes.

Clearly, that damned big shot is trying to avoid trouble right now; why would he risk everything for a deal?

Look at the two characters "逢荒" (Feng Huang) on ​​the stone tablet.

Suddenly, I felt my previously cleared thoughts were disrupted again.

[This investigation stems from the realization that Shang Qingdai's death from a severe injury to her life force is illogical.]

The more they dug, the deeper they found, and the more they discovered.

[This involves not only those behind the scenes who helped Emperor Xuanwu usurp the throne, but also that forbidden deal.]

[It also relates to the fact that my good senior sister became a forbidden scholar, touching upon unspeakable matters, and bringing Shang Qingdai into the picture.]

This then implicated the Demonic Sect's patriarch.

Now, as a prelude, Han Xuan and others boarded a ferry and arrived at the deserted island.

[This place bears traces of the emperor and forbidden things.]

You even considered Shen Jinyue's background.

[Daughter of a renowned scholar from Bailu Academy.]

[Judging from the perspective of a supreme being, who uses no superfluous means and never wastes any resources.]

Confucian sages also made their moves in this regard.

【well……】

You sighed softly, ceasing your deep thoughts, and even looked around with a hint of amusement, searching for something.

【"Come out! I see you! Dao Ancestor! Buddha! Immortal Venerable! Sword Master! ..."

[Your inner cry of despair.]

Since things are already this chaotic, I might as well make things even more messy.

[Just as you were surveying the void, seeking enemies among the supreme beings.]

Han Xuanhe has begun to take action.

His wide sleeves fluttered as he raised his hand and placed the piece, eliciting a sharp crack.

In an instant, arcs of light traced the chess pieces, outlining a complex chessboard that encompassed a dark sea of ​​clouds.

At the same time, you realize...

[As the ship disappeared, Shen Jinyue's computational path reappeared.]

[The blessing was bestowed upon Han Xuanhe, assisting him in his calculations and analyses.]

[Find the real culprit who orchestrated her death.]

You gaze at the couple working together before you.

A chilling feeling settles in my heart.

Even if he schemed against Han Xuanhe, he wanted him to fulfill the role he had laid out.

Why should his wife be allowed to become the murderer who personally wields the butcher's knife?

Killing someone is as easy as nodding your head.

[This is the scene before our eyes now.]

A husband seeking revenge for his wife's murderer is instead led to his own death by her.

What a tragic love story...

[As Han Xuan made his move, Shen Jinyue's calculation method was analyzed.]

The dark sea of ​​clouds surged and churned violently, like a celestial sword falling, carving out magnificent ravines.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled back to both sides, like a canvas being slowly drawn open.

[Han Xuan's eyes, filled with sorrow and hatred, revealed a clear light that broke through the illusion.]

[In an instant, his pupils contracted sharply.]

[It seems they witnessed the truth.]

"It was you all..."

Han Xuan gritted his teeth, his hoarse throat forcing out a voice filled with murderous intent.

You followed his gaze.

Beneath the swirling, billowing sea of ​​clouds, a vast, suspended platform came into view.

Five figures stood there, seemingly waiting patiently.

[Han Xuanhe's arrival seemed to be expected.]

You immediately recognize the five people.

[The current heads of the five major families that formed the Wuzhou Business Alliance: Shen, Cheng, Song, Wu, and He.]

[The spies of the Censorate had already gathered relevant intelligence and portraits.]

[Insightful and penetrating gaze that seems to kill.]

To everyone's surprise, all five of them had actually reached the Celestial Realm.

Five celestial beings stood before him.

Although you are now at the eighth level of immortality, celestial beings are not as insignificant as a roadside figure to you, but killing them wouldn't take much time.

However, this is under the rule of a tripartite balance of power between the Human Emperor and the Emperor.

[Heavenly beings are not permitted to remain in the human realm.]

[The fortune of Wuzhou alone cannot allow five celestial beings to break the rules.]

You raise your eyes and gaze into the distance.

[His gaze fell upon the words "encountering desolation."]

[Gazing intently at the lower part of the character "荒" (huang), one sees the emperor's powerful and authoritative handwriting.]

The exceptional treatment of the five major families is most likely related to the Human Emperor.

[After all, there's a rule that celestial beings cannot remain in the mortal realm.]

[This is the tripartite division of the human emperors.]

[To make an exception is merely a matter of a single decree from him.]

Therefore, what is the purpose of the Emperor's permission for the five great families, each with celestial beings remaining in the mortal realm?

[Dominating the situation in Wuzhou?]

[Behind the scenes of Emperor Xuanwu, who helped him ascend the throne in an outrageous manner, was someone who made a forbidden deal with him.]

Could it be that both are the same thing?

Is he really the Human Emperor?

Han Xuan stood on the cliff, holding a chess piece, his eyes reddening, concealing his grief, leaving only hatred.

"Why did you kill her?"

The hoarse, cold question startled the sea of ​​clouds, causing it to churn violently.

[The pure, clear light surged forth in a furious roar, instantly engulfing the sea of ​​clouds and stirring up a righteous and awe-inspiring spirit.]

You turned your gaze back to Han Xuanhe.

[After relinquishing his official rank as Governor of Wuzhou and losing the blessing of immense fortune.]

He could only rely on his own Confucian cultivation.

At this moment, as righteous energy bursts forth, the level of energy continuously rises.

In an instant.

[Entering the realm of a great Confucian scholar.]

[The Confucian cultivation system consists of seven realms: Great Confucian Scholar (Seven Realms) and Eight Realms: Sage (Eight Realms).]

This was also after Confucianism had completely bound itself to the Great Cang Dynasty and taken control of the official ranks.

The seven realms that have survived to this day.

[Above the platform, a solemn and dignified old man stands, dressed in magnificent robes.]

[He gently stroked his long beard.]

[Looking at Han Xuanhe, who had entered the seventh realm of great Confucian scholars.]

[With great admiration: "How long has it been since a scholar in this world has reached the level of a great Confucian scholar...?"]

The old man's gaze exuded a profound and awe-inspiring power.

"Han Xuanhe, it's truly a pity that you've achieved so much at the age of thirty."

He concluded his sentence with a sigh, revealing a sense of regret.

As for what's regrettable?

Such a great talent is about to fall.