Chapter 839: 345: Son of Heaven vs. Commoner

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Chapter 839: Chapter 345: Son of Heaven vs. Commoner Li Changsheng viewed these imperial guards as if they were nothing. He gazed into the distance, looking towards a hall located at the northern side of the square. It was the ‘Harmony Gate,’ where court ministers discussed politics. Though named as a gate, it was actually a hall, separating the inside of the Imperial Palace from the outside, and it was the tallest building in the entire Palace City. Emperor Jianyuan stood on the ninety-nine steps of that ‘Harmony Gate,’ looking down at him from above. His head was adorned with a Twelve-Stripe Flat Heaven Crown, concealing his facial features behind the dangling tassels, making it impossible to see clearly. However, the gaze penetrating from those tassels was as sharp as knives and swords. Behind Emperor Jianyuan circled nine giant red dragons, their bodies unimaginably huge, stretching over dozens of zhang. They bared their fangs and claws, as if ready to devour someone. “If the mountain doesn’t come to me, then I shall go to the mountain.” Li Changsheng exchanged a distant glance with Emperor Jianyuan, then smiled indifferently, and continued walking forward with the Divine Illusion Sword in hand. At this point, he could no longer suppress the 120,000 imperial guards in the square with Vengeance Sword Intent, but he could still distort the distance with the ‘Measuring Heaven Sword Technique.’ The phalanx of ten thousand people in front of Li Changsheng was forcibly ‘split in two’ by him. The dense military formation was forcibly pulled apart into a three-zhang wide ‘corridor.’ Allowing him to step by step, walk to the bottom of the ninety-nine stone steps of the Harmony Gate. Emperor Jianyuan stood on the steps, looking down at this short, chubby figure resembling dough, the Sect Master of Formless Divine Sect, his face not only turned a shade of iron blue, but his brow also furrowed into a ‘川’ character. This situation was something he had completely not expected, that Li Changsheng could actually reach before him, with such might! ——Having lived for over four hundred years and dominated the Heavenly List for three hundred and ninety-six years, Chief Steward Zhen Tianlai of the Inner Palace was not even an opponent for a single palm strike from Li Changsheng. Even the four Heavenly List holders of the Inner Palace working together could not hold off Li Changsheng for a moment. Even his trusted State Preceptor could not withstand a sword from Li Changsheng! Emperor Jianyuan felt it was beyond all logic. Months ago, when he confronted Li Changsheng from a distance with the Nine Dragon Divine Sky Guard, he never sensed any extraordinary qualities in this person. So, is this the true Li Changsheng? Is this the master of the Formless Divine Sect? At this moment, outside the entire Imperial City, there was a deathly silence. From the moment Yu Kunlun of the Art of River and Mountain was defeated by a single sword from Li Changsheng, there was no more sound. Everyone was fixedly watching this scene, expressions filled with disbelief. Only a few dozen experts from the Earthly List, hovering in the sky, were whispering among themselves. “Is this the master of the Formless Divine Sect? That sword was truly sharp.” “Invincible among mortals.” “I remember Li Changsheng inherited the position of Sect Master of the Formless Divine Sect only forty-two years ago, and entered First Grade merely thirty-six years ago. How can he be this strong?” “Indeed, this generation’s Li Changsheng and Su Fengdao have upheld the reputation of the Formless Divine Sect for merely forty to fifty years.” “This is the Formless Sect, the highest among the Divine Sects! They produce two to three First Grade experts almost every century. If it weren’t for the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, the number of their Martial Cultivators of First Grade could match the court’s.” “It’s said the number of First Grade experts in the Formless Divine Sect has always been the least among the Six Great Divine Sects, yet their overall strength has always been the strongest among the Divine Sects.” “I thought that after Su Fengdao entered the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, the prestige of the Formless Divine Sect had greatly diminished.” “Ridiculous! Where did you get such a misconception? The Formless Divine Sect’s Aox Guo, Lu Shouyang, and Yan Guilai, though not present in Jianghu and not listed on the Heavenly List, all possess strengths within the top fifty of the Heavenly List. Otherwise, how could the former Dominating Martial King sweep through the northern 30,000 li, or balance so many Giant Spirit experts in the north?” “Oh? But I heard these three merely possess a Cultivation of Second Grade.” Inside the Imperial Palace, Li Changsheng, disliking how high Emperor Jianyuan stood, with just a wave of his sleeve, distorted the rises and falls, causing the Emperor’s elevated position to collapse to be level with his gaze. Despite being short, he could make others as short as he wanted. Li Changsheng then brought his single palm upright before his chest, bowing slightly: “Commoner Li Changsheng, greets the Emperor of Daning!” Emperor Jianyuan squinted his eyes, realizing he could not break Li Changsheng’s Heaven Measuring Technique. He gritted his teeth so tightly that he nearly ground his silver teeth into pieces, yet showed no expression: “Commoner? I have no such ‘citizen’ who disrespects the laws of Daning and sees no sovereign or father.” “If I don’t exist, then so be it.” Li Changsheng laughed freely: “Your Majesty almost severed the roots of my Formless Divine Sect, yet you still wish for me to follow your laws and regard you as my sovereign father?” His face turned solemn, his aura cold and fierce: “I am here for the assault on our Holy Inheritor Disciple. A few days ago, the court conspired with the Xu Clan, intending to ambush our Heaven Punishing Saint Transmission in the Returning Ruins. May I ask, what is the reasoning behind this?” Emperor Jianyuan’s expression remained cold, unmoved: “The Xu Clan are not Giant Spirits. The court recruiting some Xu Clan to use their power for our purposes is not out of the question. As for the attack on your disciple, let alone whether it’s true or false, even if it were true—” He placed his hands behind his back, stepping half a step forward: “It is still the rule that if the ruler wants the minister to die, the minister has no choice but to die!” As Emperor Jianyuan’s voice fell, the nine red dragons reached out their heads from behind him, their scorching flame power beginning to burn Li Changsheng’s body. Countless imperial might also condensed into a crimson-gold Jade Seal, suppressing Li Changsheng’s Divine Thought. The matter around Li Changsheng had turned into red molten lava, and his body too began to ignite and burn. His Primordial Spirit Thought could not move under the suppression of the Jade Seal.

Chapter 839: 345: Son of Heaven vs. Commoner

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