Chapter 188 The King and the Mountain

Wei Yuan slowly withdrew his gaze.

This was a city painted with three thousand years of time, yet it only imprisoned himself.

Wei Yuan looked towards Wu Yi, who was lying on the ground, powerless to contend against the power of the ancestral veins. He allowed the earth vein's seal to unravel naturally. The completely demonized Wu Yi lay on the ground, his eyes suddenly opening, emitting a faint golden luster.

Then, he launched another frenzied attack on Wei Yuan, who had stepped into this place.

Around them were the remnants of souls of mythical beasts. Wei Yuan could guess that, in the end, Wu Yi would frantically attack everything that entered this place except for himself. And those souls existing between heaven and earth, if they wanted to attack Chaoge City from the *Shan Hai Jing* world, had to pass through here.

So, the crazed Wu Yi himself was a line of defense.

Wei Yuan raised his hand, and the spirituality of the earth veins overflowed, transforming into chains that bound Wu Yi's hands and feet. Wu Yi, already pushed to his limit, couldn't resist the power of the mountain god of the ancestral veins and was forcibly restrained, halting his attack. At this moment, he was only three steps away from Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pointed his fingers at Wu Yi's brow.

This was not the human realm. The artificial Heavenly Court left behind by the Heavenly Masters' Dao was useless, and the Mandate of Heaven's Crimson Register had also lost its effect.

However, the spells of the Taiping Dao itself could still exert sufficient power.

And calming the mind and spirit was originally one of the basic methods of the Taiping Essentials.

And now, it was the spirit of a local mountain god who was casting the spell.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes slightly, and the entire mountain responded to his call—

Imperial Edict!

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Finally.

The faint golden divinity of the mountain god transformed into talismans, sinking into Wu Yi's brow. Wei Yuan originally thought it would be difficult to suppress the bestiality that Wu Yi had accumulated for three thousand years and allow his humanity to take the upper hand. But to his surprise, Wu Yi quickly regained consciousness.

It was as if he himself was constantly struggling.

As long as there was even a trace of external help, he would not easily give up.

The golden pupils returned to their ink-black color.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his palm, allowing the chains formed by the mountain's spiritual veins to dissipate and sink back into the veins. Then, he looked at Wu Yi and said slowly, "Your Majesty."

Wu Yi instinctively covered his face, turned his head away, and replied, "You've mistaken me."

He revealed the claws on his right hand, his arm covered in hair and scales, full of grime and filth, and said:

"How can the king of the human race be a demon?"

A complex look appeared in Wei Yuan's eyes as he said, "The human race chooses a king as the person who leads the tribe, the leader who protects the people from harm, not based on appearance. Because he has the capacity to be king, he is chosen to be king."

"Your Majesty, what are you avoiding?"

The expression in Wu Yi's eyes flickered. After a long time, he didn't answer the question, but said in a hoarse voice:

"You keep calling me 'Your Majesty,' but you are not my subject."

"Who exactly are you?"

Wei Yuan pointed to the mountain's spiritual veins and replied:

"I am the spirit of this mountain."

Such an answer was obviously unsatisfactory. Wu Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "If I hadn't seen you intercepting those ferocious beasts, I definitely wouldn't have believed you… But, you intercepted them. I can feel that you're not trying to plot something by stopping them."

"Perhaps I should trust you."

"You are stronger than me, at least stronger than I am now, so you should be able to see that I'm reaching my limit… You signed a contract with my people before, that the souls of *Shan Hai Jing* beasts will invade here."

"I've been guarding this place for a very, very long time. Finally, I've waited for your appearance."

"The rest, I can only leave to you…"

Wu Yi sighed and closed his eyes: "I will turn into a monster."

"In this Chaoge, only you can kill me."

"Do it."

Wei Yuan said, "...Do it?"

"You maintained your sanity until the end, just to find someone to kill yourself?"

Wu Yi said calmly, "I just don't want to become a complete demon."

Wei Yuan had just realized that Wu Yi had been constantly weakening over the past three thousand years. His body had almost been completely replaced by the souls of *Shan Hai Jing* beasts. He was using his own will to stand above this demonic body. Once his own will subsided, he would completely transform into a demon.

Looking at Wu Yi, defenseless and giving up resistance, Wei Yuan did not act. He said:

"Your Majesty, would you like to take another look at Chaoge City?"

"The real Chaoge City."

Wu Yi opened his eyes and looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan remembered that Wu Yu had said that Fei Yu planned to voluntarily offer himself as a blood sacrifice at the ritual thirty days later. Ten days had passed since then, which meant that in another twenty days, there would be a grand sacrificial ceremony that required human sacrifices in ancient times.

Wei Yuan said calmly:

"In twenty days, there will be a very large sacrificial ceremony in Chaoge City."

"At that time, children will also hold the flowers that bloom generation after generation outside Chaoge City and offer them to the Emperor God."

"Is Your Majesty interested in taking another look at Chaoge?"

He looked at Wu Yi and said:

"Three thousand years have already been waited through, can Your Majesty wait another twenty days?"

Wu Yi said hoarsely, "Twenty days?"

"Yes, twenty days. Twenty days later, take another look at Chaoge."

At that time, he could go to Nü Jiao, go to the Heavenly Masters' Mansion, even if it was just to leave a glimmer of hope.

Wu Yi suddenly laughed and said, "I remember that before the great sacrifice, even the king had to fast. Some fasting ceremonies happened to require twenty days. Then, it's good to take one last look."

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and, with reluctance, surrounded Wu Yi with an illusion, hoping to relieve some of his pain. Finally, he left the Bo Long (a mythical creature resembling a horse) here, and then his own consciousness retracted. The young Daoist dissipated with a smile, returning to the earth veins.

Wei Yuan's own consciousness passed through the bronze disc and returned to the human world. The fan whirred, and the three bronze artifacts fell down again. Wei Yuan was silent for a long time, then took out his phone, found Nü Jiao's number, and dialed it.

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Bo Long was alone in the belly of the mountain, feeling uncomfortable in various ways, especially with the hideous appearance of Wu Yi. Even though Bo Long itself had lived for thousands of years, it had lived freely and comfortably enough and could not understand such loneliness and despair.

Wei Yuan's illusion allowed Wu Yi to fall asleep.

He dreamed of his Chaoge City, dreamed of the ten miles of blooming flowers outside the city, dreamed of his children, dreamed of the subjects who respected him. Then, Bo Beast suddenly felt a strange aura. It turned its head vigilantly and looked into the distance.

The ferocious souls that came every once in a while appeared again.

But this time there were not many. Bo Long snorted and stepped on clouds and thunder-fire, preparing to guard this place as Wei Yuan had instructed. Just at this moment, Wu Yi, who should have been asleep, actually struggled to wake up. Bo Long watched in astonishment as the almost monstrous man charged towards the fierce souls of many evil beasts.

Wu Yi was so fierce and valiant.

Bo Beast helped share most of the pressure. During the battle, it suddenly understood why the fierce souls that appeared this time were no longer as powerful as those recorded in the murals. It was because, over the course of three thousand years, all the fierce souls knew that there was a powerful guardian here. This had almost become a rule. The souls wandering in the *Shan Hai Jing* world would naturally avoid this place, and only occasionally would some be missed and enter here.

Even if Wu Yi was not as strong as he was three thousand years ago.

That impression had already been left behind.

Finally, Wu Yi used the battle sword in his hand to kill the last fierce soul. Bo Beast raised its head and neighed loudly, running quickly, leaving traces of flame under its feet, leaving trails here. Wu Yi gasped for breath. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand.

"Twenty days."

He muttered to himself.

Wu Yi saw his current appearance in the reflection of the sword's blade.

He stuck the sword upside down in the ground and adjusted its direction so that he could see his back in the blade.

Then he stretched out the claws of his right hand, grasped the bone spurs that pierced his spine, and then used force to snap the bone spurs. Wu Yi's cheeks twitched heavily, and he almost fell to the ground. But after stabilizing himself, he continued, breaking them one by one until Wu Yi's face was pale.

He used the sword's blade to tidy up his beard and hair.

He used his right hand to cut off his demonized feet, removed the scales, handed the sword to his left hand, and finally he laughed loudly and suddenly used force to cut off half of his right arm. The sword in his hand was stuck upside down in the ground. The power belonging to the demon was removed. This was the fasting before the great sacrifice. How could the king of the human race be a demon?

It was just that he knew.

He finally didn't have to be strong anymore.

"Good!"

ps: Second update today………Two thousand six hundred words, a few words less, thank you to the alliance master Tian Na Aaa, thank you,