Chapter 1031 The Fate of the Great Yan!

For a long time, Zheng Fan truly lacked a sense of belonging to this "Great Yan," whether in his heart or in his words.

Back when he was a garrison commander in Cui Liu Fort, he took the initiative to provoke the south, accurately predicting the prelude to Great Yan's military action, striving for political capital for himself, and trying to become a model and typical example. To put it bluntly, this was political speculation.

When Zhong Tianlang led his army deep into the border of Great Yan and passed under Cui Liu Fort, Zheng Fan deliberately gave him the wrong directions, using a trick to divert the trouble eastward, sacrificing a fellow daoist instead of himself.

Once he entered Shengle City and had this mess under his command, he immediately began long-term planning with the goal of "rebellion" and gradually implemented it, looking like he had a persecution complex.

At that time,

this Great Yan was no different from Great Qian, Great Chu, or Great Jin.

He, Zheng Fan,

was no different from that later Ran Min.

It was just that when he woke up, he happened to be in the northern part of Yan Country, in the Di Bei fief.

Wherever he started, he would follow the local model. Anyway, he had to seize the opportunity to climb up, and with the help of seven Demon Kings by his side, he couldn't be too bad anywhere. At the very least, the initial stage would be very smooth.

In Great Yan, he rose from a school commandant to a garrison commander, and after winning over a disgraced prince, he took the path of military rise.

If it were in Great Qian, it would be even simpler. He would practice calligraphy and recite poetry, first hype himself up, then advance through the imperial examinations, taking the path of a literary figure to obtain his first pot of gold.

While climbing up, he would try to avoid "gilding" himself on the three borders, avoiding direct confrontation with the Yan people in advance;

In the end,

perhaps when Chen Xianba greatly defeated Qian Country and Jiangbei, it wasn't Li Xundao but Zheng Zhongyi whom Zhao Mu was arranging to receive everything in Jiangnan.

If it were in the lands of the Three Jin, he would go to one of the families early on, become an adopted son after making a name for himself, and then hook up with the daughter of a prominent figure to become a son-in-law, becoming a vassal, occasionally fighting wildlings and training private soldiers,

and perhaps before Situ Lei murdered his father, Zheng Tu Lei would kill his father-in-law and seize power first.

Of course, when faced with the elite iron cavalry of Great Yan led by Prince Jingnan and Prince Zhenbei pressing down on the border, he would immediately declare himself emperor, change the country's name, and become a lord to await the resurgence of the situation.

If it were in Great Chu, it would be more difficult, but not impossible. He would find a fallen noble's son, kill him and replace him, first obtaining an entry ticket. As for whether to raise the banner of aristocratic elitism or "are kings and generals born?" it would depend on the direction of the wind.

Like an actor on a stage,

putting on whatever face for whatever script he's playing,

seeking the same thing:

tips from the audience.

But as for when it started,

when the Blind Man incited rebellion, it was no longer so "natural" or so "logical," but had to rely on reasons like "the imperial court persecuted us first," "the emperor moved against us first," "we must be prepared to protect ourselves"?

Because what cannot be denied is that,

the Great Yan Country right now,

is not only the Great Yan of the Ji family, nor only the Great Yan of the two princes, but also the Great Yan of Zheng Fan.

His existence has already opened up a prototype and era of a central dynasty for this country.

Looking back,

those knights, who favored black and generally wore black armor, regardless of whether they were his direct subordinates, were extremely excited and loyal as they charged on horseback under his, Zheng's, command.

That black dragon flag that had been fluttering in the wind,

after looking at it for a long time,

it became pleasing to the eye,

and... he became too lazy to change it.

"Great Yan's Loyal Subject" was originally a self-deprecating term that Zheng Fan liked to use;

But yet,

he has done more than any loyal subject in Great Yan's history. In terms of military achievements and merits alone, the former two princes of the North and South were left behind by his Regent.

If I rebel,

that's another matter;

But I haven't rebelled yet,

and you dare to jump out and be worshiped as the supreme ruler,

what,

do you really think I, Zheng Fan, am just eating free food?

This is a very simple concept, and also a gradual immersion that has developed over the years.

The rumbling iron hooves constantly echo in his ears. This sound makes him feel at ease and sleep soundly.

There is no such thing as forcibly concocting a reason just to pull things together,

it's just a simple case of disliking you,

and as a result, you are now compounding my displeasure.

I came here prepared to wipe you out in one fell swoop and destroy your entire clan,

and now,

I'm just doing it according to my plan.

Inside the Ming Village,

the Great Xia Emperor is gradually awakening.

It's not known which generation of emperor he is. After all, the earliest records of Great Xia from the Three Marquis have always been veiled. Great Xia was destroyed, and the Three Marquis established the country. No matter how you explain it, it carries a sense of unfoundedness;

Even Meng Shou's historical revision only involved compiling and revising the histories of the Four Great Nations. As for the more distant Great Xia, he could not reach it in this lifetime.

However,

what title this Great Xia Emperor has in the history books,

whether he and his lover were sleeping in the coffin in a way similar to fusing zombies and Qi Refiners, pursuing the legendary First Rank realm,

or whether he was originally in the First Rank realm, self-sealing himself until now to wait for the world's格局 (géjú - situation) to change and rise again in accordance with the will of heaven;

Why Great Xia was destroyed,

Why the Three Marquis sat idly by and watched the collapse of Great Xia,

These,

those,

are no longer important.

What is clear now is that,

the Great Xia Emperor inside the Ming Village,

and the Great Yan Regent outside the Ming Village,

today,

either only one will survive...

or,

they will perish together!

It can be foreseen that,

the one in the coffin is very, very close to opening his eyes.

The remaining experts inside the gate all gathered towards the location of the coffin and began to protect him.

And Third Master Xue, who spat blood, covered his chest and retreated, but no conflict occurred during this process, and no one stepped forward to stop Xue San's retreat.

For them,

as long as this Sect Leader, this Emperor, completes his awakening, then everything today can be turned around.

Xue San silently returned to the position where the Demon Kings were and sat on Fan Li's shoulders.

Fan Li sat cross-legged on the ground, having already removed all defenses.

He turned his head and looked at Xue San sitting on his shoulders.

"What? You were the one who was calling me 'Grandpa' awesome just now;

Now you're complaining that it's me sitting on your shoulders and not her?"

Fan Li nodded,

smiled,

and said:

"Yes, indeed."

He still remembered that

little girl who liked to ask herself that question since she was little,

if she wanted to kill Zheng Fan when she grew up, what would he do?

And he would answer again and again: He would slap her to death first.

Even so,

she still liked to sit on his shoulders, saying that he was tall, and sitting on his shoulders would allow her to be closer to the moon when they took a walk at night.

The Demon Kings don't understand what love is.

To be precise, the so-called love is a concept derived from the worldview of ordinary people.

If the average lifespan of ordinary people is extended to two hundred years, then the so-called views on love, childbirth, family, etc., all of these old things will be instantly torn apart.

They are a difficult group of people to define, so it is naturally difficult to forcibly impose worldly concepts on them.

However,

there are always some feelings that are common.

Since this world prematurely awoke half a year ago, there will always be some scenery that can leave a relatively deep impression on you.

In the end,

it's all splashed away like water, leaving nothing behind;

There's no reluctance,

but there's always a bit of sentimentality.

Fortunately,

in the Demon Kings' cognitive concepts, there is no concept of "fear of death."

Dying pathetically is undesirable.

But what about being like fireworks,

after being extremely brilliant?

So beautiful.

The Blind Man hugged his arms, the wind slowly blowing his hair. Logically speaking, he should also be thinking about something now, but he couldn't think of anything.

He is, after all, a selfish person. Even though a woman has served and taken care of him for over a decade, at this moment, his mind cannot contain even the slightest shadow of her.

A gust of wind,

stirred up a cloud of sand,

the wind stopped,

the sand fell.

Let it be,

it's fine.

The Blind Man took out another orange from his sleeve, placed it in front of him, and started peeling it as usual.

Liang Cheng and A Ming were sitting side by side,

A Ming was holding a severed limb in his hand, continuing to squeeze out "moisture."

At this moment, it wasn't for healing injuries. Healing injuries at this time was meaningless. It was just that his mouth was itchy, his throat was itchy, his body was itchy, his heart was itchy, and he wanted to drink some more.

Liang Cheng was just sitting.

A Ming looked at him,

then turned his head back,

and continued to squeeze, re-staining his lips and teeth red.

This was a very strange contrasting scene,

the many experts inside the gate were on high alert, ready to go, and after experiencing a series of blows and casualties, they had become more pure;

On the other hand, those who they believed had entered a dead end and whose situation had been reversed,

revealed a kind of "unhurried" demeanor;

The images of the two sides seemed to have been reversed.

The Demon Kings were not nervous,

because they didn't need to be nervous.

They could not lose, and they would not lose.

Not to mention that after a First Rank was assassinated, another First Rank popped out,

what was that?

Earlier,

when they dared to come to the door so directly and aggressively,

they were prepared to overturn everything.

When their Lord completes that final step,

they will possess... seven First Ranks.

Leaving aside that Mo Wan cannot come out and can only continue to be the foundation, there are also six First Ranks, six... First Rank Demon Kings.

From beginning to end,

when their Lord finished that bowl of noodles on the boat, put down his chopsticks, and said the words "seeking death,"

the result,

was already determined.

Even,

it can be said that,

the Demon Kings were just sitting or standing there, enjoying this little bit of melancholy, and not ridiculously mocking the other side who had been doing useless work all along, it was already giving them a lot of face, being very restrained, and rising above low-level interests.

"I... have returned."

The Great Xia Emperor's voice came again, along with his aura and his pressure.

Complete awakening seemed to be just a moment away.

Zheng Fan outside the formation,

after being stabbed with the last silver needle by Si Niang,

his aura began to soar rapidly,

but,

this aura was still a little short of the desired result.

This little bit could be seen as very, very small, but at the same time, it could also mean very, very big.

First Rank,

he didn't succeed in ascending.

However,

Zheng Fan did not panic.

He picked up Black Cliff, which he had previously stuck in the ground, and began to walk forward step by step, the blade dragging along the ground, leaving a trail.

"I... can give you a chance."

The Great Xia Emperor's voice came.

"I, do not covet it."

Zheng Fan's face was filled with obvious sarcasm.

Having reached this step,

there was no need to hide anything, just be sincere.

"Surrender to me, submit to me, and I can share this world with you."

"I personally conquered most of this world. Why would I need you to divide it with me?"

Finally,

the Great Xia Emperor's eyelids began to tremble slightly, about to open.

And Zheng Fan,

also walked to the front of the formation at this time, Si Niang standing behind him.

"Blind Man."

"Lord."

Previously, the Blind Man's mind link had not connected to the outside because of the formation.

However, precisely because this formation was too advanced, it could see inside and outside and also transmit sound.

"Tell me, what if that Ji Lao Liu is really stingy and doesn't lend it to me?

My aptitude is not enough, and I haven't been able to pile it up even with brute force."

The Blind Man smiled:

"Then this subordinate would be extremely happy. I finally won once. This subordinate is truly fed up with this group of Ji family members."

"Alright."

Zheng Fan raised Black Cliff,

and stepped into this square formation.

In an instant,

the pressure of the great formation began to fall on Zheng Fan.

"Qian's national fortune... has collapsed so badly? It's like tickling, hahaha..."

"Chu's national fortune... has withered to this point? Big brother-in-law, you need to nourish your kidneys!"

"Jin's national fortune... If I didn't already know it was there, it would be really hard to find..."

"Great Xia's national fortune... is nothing more than this!"

The Blind Man did not help his Lord to offset the formation's effect,

so Zheng Fan, who was suppressed by the formation,

his realm aura began to decline significantly.

Second Rank...

dropped to Third Rank.

In an instant, the realm auras of all the Demon Kings plummeted. The Second Rank aura was gone, and they all returned to the Third Rank.

This scene,

made all the experts inside the gate surrounding the coffin widen their eyes.

However,

the Demon Kings did not panic and remained calm.

And their Lord,

Great Yan's Regent, Zheng Fan,

raised Black Cliff,

and facing the northwest direction, which was the direction of Yanjing City,

roared:

"Ji Lao Liu, send money!"

In an instant,

a terrifying pressure roared from the northwest. If there were other high-rank Qi Refiners or Witches outside the Great Marsh at this time, then they could clearly see a black giant dragon soaring from the northwest, and another one plunging into the depths of this Great Marsh!

The Blind Man smiled,

smiling very helplessly,

while smiling, he rarely uttered a curse:

"Damn Ji family."

The black dragon coiled and stood behind Zheng Fan,

Great Yan's national fortune,

began to enter the body of the Great Yan's Prince.

The realm that had been suppressed by the formation earlier was raised again, returning to the Second Rank aura!

Then,

he performed a collective Second Rank ascension program for the many experts inside the gate once again.

Fortunately, after this incredible scene was performed continuously, the experts inside the gate at most twitched their mouths. They were already a little numb.

Zheng Fan faced the northwest direction,

and cursed:

"Ji Lao Liu, you're so stingy.

Damn it, not enough!!!"

……

Yanjing;

Imperial Palace;

The Great Yan Emperor Ji Chengjue, who had just issued an order to Wei Zhonghe to kill the Pixiu, was about to walk down the steps of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, but suddenly stopped and looked up:

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

After sneezing three times in a row,

the Emperor cursed:

"Which beast is thinking about me so much."

After cursing,

the Emperor waved his hand, signaling the imperial chariot beside him to retreat, and sat down on the steps of the Imperial Ancestral Temple by himself.

Beside him,

that old Pixiu who was bound by Wei Zhonghe and a group of red-robed eunuchs,

said:

"Emperor, you are squandering the Great Yan's hard-earned present!"

As Great Yan's guardian divine beast, when the Emperor suppressed it with the authority of Great Yan's Emperor, it had no room to resist in front of Wei Zhonghe and others.

The Emperor didn't even bother to glance at this Pixiu waiting to be slaughtered,

and smiled contemptuously and arrogantly:

"Without me, without Zheng Fan,

how could Great Yan,

have today?"

After saying that,

the Great Yan Emperor seemed to sense something,

and looked ahead,

his gaze began to become extremely deep.

At this time,

the Crown Prince was also summoned to the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Ji Chuanye saw his father and found that his father seemed different from before.

He knelt down:

"This son greets Father Emperor."

The Emperor still closed his eyes and completely ignored his Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince slowly stood up, subconsciously wanting to walk up the steps.

But at this moment,

he suddenly heard his father's voice,

with a smile,

with smugness,

with a kind of real commoner atmosphere that did not seem to belong to an Emperor:

"Haha, that Zheng is anxious, he is anxious, he is anxious!

Serves you right,

Zheng,

do you know the pain I felt when you sent someone to send me corn flour back then?"

"Father Emperor?"

The Crown Prince cautiously approached.

Then,

the Emperor faced him.

The Crown Prince immediately knelt on the ground again:

"Father Emperor, you..."

"Crown Prince."

"This son is here."

"Come here."

"This son obeys the decree."

The Crown Prince got up and walked to his father's side.

"Sit."

"Yes, Father Emperor."

The Crown Prince also sat on the steps.

This pair of heavenly fathers and sons had not sat together so intimately for a long time.

The Emperor stretched out his hand and spread it out.

The Crown Prince hesitated for a moment, but still put his hand into his father's hand.

The Emperor held the Crown Prince's hand,

and muttered to himself:

"From a long time ago, your Uncle Zheng has been fighting in the front, and I, your father, have been providing him with logistics in the back."

"This son... this son knows."

"It was like this before, and it will be like this in the future, and it is naturally even more like this now."

"This son... this son remembers."

The Emperor had said similar words when he sent himself to the Residence of the Prince of the West, and the Crown Prince just thought that his father was once again reminding him today.

"Mm."

The Emperor nodded with satisfaction,

and slowly... closed his eyes again.

And beside him, the old Pixiu, who was waiting to be slaughtered, roared like a madman:

"You're crazy, you're crazy, you're crazy!"

Ji Chuanye initially felt strange, but the next moment, his vision suddenly went dark, and everything in front of him seemed to be distorted. He could only subconsciously clench his father's hand.

……

Great Marsh;

Ming Village.

Under a clap of thunder,

the Great Xia Emperor in the coffin,

finally opened his eyes.

His gaze directly ignored the Demon Kings and fell on Zheng Fan, or rather, on the black dragon phantom behind Zheng Fan.

"The Yan Marquis's... national fortune."

Suddenly,

above the black dragon phantom behind Zheng Fan,

another five-clawed black dragon descended, covered in golden scales, and beside it, there was also a smaller young dragon.

Be it a Martial Artist,

or a Swordsman,

or a Qi Refiner,

what Zheng Fan wants now,

is no matter which path he takes,

he only seeks that one First Rank threshold!

Just like back then at the bottom of Wangjiang River, when the Mo Wan entered his body and he used the Qi Refiner's method to mobilize the hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers at the bottom of the river to charge and kill for him.

This time,

he is going to rely on forcibly devouring Great Yan's national fortune to enrich his own realm and complete that last step!

"Zheng, I not only came myself, but I also brought the foundation of the country, the Crown Prince, with me.

Blame this Crown Prince for not being ambitious enough and not producing a royal grandson for me yet, otherwise I would have brought the Grand Royal Grandson with me this time, making it three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, hahaha."

The next moment,

a large and a small black dragon entered Zheng Fan's body,

the last step,

was finally completed!

Zheng Fan let out a roar,

his realm,

broke into First Rank!

At the same time,

Fan Li's body began to swell, like a giant, whose every move could cause the ground to crack and the mountains to collapse!

Xue San held a dagger, his figure suspended in the void. Under his feet, there was a piece of black nothingness, and his figure began to flash quickly around this Ming Village, as if he was nowhere and yet everywhere.

A Ming spread his arms,

and from behind him,

a sea of blood appeared, churning with blood-colored nectar.

An illusory white bone throne appeared in front of Liang Cheng, and from under his feet, a sea of death began to spread, with countless souls howling in it, waiting for salvation.

The Blind Man's left eye was black, and his right eye was white, Yin and Yang were in his mind, and right and wrong were only tied to his heart.

Si Niang's aura changed,

but everything else remained completely unchanged.

She was just looking at her Lord standing in front of her;

At this moment,

whether she took action or not, the situation was already set.

So,

she had no interest in performing that final blossoming and only wanted to take a few more glances at her husband.

This sudden and huge reversal,

completely terrified the experts inside the gate,

even the Great Xia Emperor in the coffin,

lost all composure and composure at this time:

"No... this is impossible!"

Zheng Fan slowly raised Black Cliff in his hand,

pointed forward,

and in the capacity of the Lord,

issued an order to his Demon Kings:

"Leave... no one alive."

The Blind Man,

Liang Cheng,

Xue San,

A Ming,

Fan Li,

said in unison:

"This subordinate obeys!"