Chapter 96 The State of Zhao is about to perish
Thousands of meters in the air.

There were three figures standing with their hands behind their backs, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man. They watched the earth-shattering fight below, watched the eight hundred Red Flame Army disperse tens of thousands of troops, watched the divine ape tear apart the True Dragon Fighting Spirit, and watched the Lord of Arms fall.

When the old man saw this, he moved his fingers slightly, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes. How cruel it was to kill his own brothers and sisters.

The young man turned his gaze away from the red-haired giant who was singing loudly and looked at the old man and the middle-aged man. He said calmly,

"The State of Zhao is about to perish."

The old man raised his head, his cloudy eyes suddenly became as sharp as a sword, staring straight at the young man:

"Gu Changfeng, do you really want to split the country? Have you forgotten the great wish of the ancestors of the Red Flame Army?"

"I won't forget it for even a moment! Ah!"

The young man's voice was firm and powerful. "We never wanted to split the country, but this country has already died completely. It needs to be reborn from the ashes. Jiang Shuai's death tells us the path we should take. If our people live in this muddleheaded way, it will be like the blood-drinking pigs and dogs in the barbaric era."

"What is the need for such a country to continue?"

"It would be better if Zhao State were to be destroyed. We are incompetent and if we fail, we will all return to the Mother River together."

The young man continued,
"Or, we can build a greater country on these ruins. But this great country is still Zhao State, Zhou Dingtian of Zhou State, Xu Qingzhou of Xu State, you, my lord, or grass. No matter who is the king, as long as it is the king of the human race, we will spare no effort."

"Why is it so?" The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the firmness of the young man's words.

The young man raised his eyes, his gaze was deep, and his voice was calm: "I remember that year, when I was still young, I listened to my grandfather's teachings at his knees. At that time, my grandfather had already entered his twilight years. He held my hand tightly and told me about the glory between the Red Flame Ancestor and the Great Ancestor."

"The founder of Zhao State was born in the small country of Taizhou. His country was weak and invaded by foreign races. There was chaos and war, and he could not afford food and clothing. He started from humble beginnings, pacified the chaotic times, and eventually became the lord of a city. At that time, hundreds of countries were debating and allocating resources. At the bank of Luo River, he defeated all the heroes of the human race and became the first among the hundreds of countries. This was the day when the human race was reborn in the Martial Arts Hall."

"However, Taizu abandoned the glory of the Great Sun in public. Taizu disdained to fight with his own people in Taizhou, and how could this be called the Great Sun shining on the human race? He was determined to go to the virtual realm, compete with the alien races, open up a new world, create a thousand-year-old country, and be the emperor of ten thousand years! This move convinced the heroes of hundreds of countries, and they all gave up the glory and resources of the Great Sun in the Martial Arts Hall and followed Taizu to create this glorious country."

"That day, the ancestors were united as one, the situation changed dramatically, and the supreme divine weapon awakened. The Three Emperors gave blessings, and the Hundred Saints bestowed blessings."

"That is the destiny of the human race, the true king!"

"Instead of the old man hiding in Shangjing City, who compares himself to the ancient saint king and dreams of the immortality elixir bestowed by heaven. He colluded with the demon clan and nurtured the enemy. He issued thirteen divine and martial destiny gold medals in a row to prevent General Jiang from destroying the fox clan. He also imposed heavy taxes and collected spiritual seeds from all over the world to support himself, and secretly used his clansmen to refine flesh and blood spiritual seeds to prolong his life."

"Be careful what you say, we have no evidence." the old man said.

"What evidence do you need?" The young man laughed. "The king is over a hundred years old. I haven't seen the king's face for thirty years. You guys should not be able to see the king's true face when you go to pay tribute, right?"

"General Nie, a great general of Zhenwu, can only stay in the capital."

"The Shangjing City of the previous kings was the capital of the country and also the stronghold of the State of Zhao. It was not the most dangerous place. The king was thinking about fighting bloody battles and destroying the demon race. The prince practiced martial arts and supervised the country. When the king ascended to heaven, the prince was in the Shangjing City. Now look at the king's Shangjing City. Where is it? There is no trace of the aura of a human king."

"Zhao was founded with 36 sects and 72 cities. How many of them are still there? It took so many great monsters and ferocious beasts a hundred years after the founding of the country to destroy seven sects, but only 13 sects are left in the past hundred years. Most of the 72 city lords have died. How many superior true skills have been lost? How many monsters and rebels are there in the court? What other evidence do you need?"

"You don't believe me? Can you trust Jiang Shuai? Jiang Shuai discovered that the king was secretly communicating with the fox tribe, but he didn't believe that the human king would do this. He must have been bewitched by evil spirits, so he led his troops back to the court to confront the king face to face. The king was terrified and dared not show his face. He ordered Jiang Shuai to be labeled a traitor and even used the Jiangshan Divine Artifact Shenwu Tianming to kill Jiang Shuai."

"General Jiang's faith has collapsed and he is willing to die, but has he asked our Red Flame soldiers?"

The old man and the middle-aged man hung their heads and remained silent.

When this incident came out, all the aspiring city lords in the world were in an uproar and no one believed it.

The Red Flame Army and the Heavenly Sword Sect, the two leading factions of the State of Zhao, have protected the country from generation to generation and are filled with loyal heroes.

How could he be a demon? How could a demon's beliefs lead to the cultivation of superior true skills?

But for King Zhao, they were loyal to the human race, not the State of Zhao, nor to him as the king.

Seeing this, the young man shouted: "Have you forgotten the great wish of the previous kings of Zhao to unify the world?"

"I dare not forget it for a moment." The old man and the middle-aged man.

The young man said solemnly: "Please ask the Marquis to secretly take action to eliminate these city lords who are colluding with the Moon Worshipers, and then send someone to inform Marshal Nie and Marshal Ning. In three years, the Red Flame Dao Seed will grow up, gather the remaining Red Flame soldiers, and repair the crack in the sky. During this period, the Marquis can each look for a son who can take on the responsibility of the Human King."

"Not enough." The old man calmed down when he heard that the young man was willing to give the young master of the Zhao family a chance, and said in a deep voice, "An army of 200,000 is still no match for the divine destiny. That is the destiny of our ancestors and the country."

The young man was silent for a moment: "I will go to the Tianjian Sect in person and ask the old sword master to take action."

The middle-aged man said, "Old Sword Master is nearly 500 years old, and his life span is running out. He is also facing the demon god. Even if what the king said is true, he will not use the supreme magic weapon to deal with the Divine Martial Destiny. This will greatly reduce the strength of the country."

"Humph, it destroyed the great country here ten thousand years ago. It has endured for so long, and it watched its own tribe being destroyed by us without any reaction. It is afraid of death, and it is not worthy of being the king of the tribe."

The young man looked into the mist, as if he saw a towering mountain at the end. The man holding the sword on the mountain was toothless and very old. His cloudy eyes were expecting and waiting for the next generation. "What our ancestors failed to do, it is our turn to do."

"A king rises every three hundred years, and when the new king returns to the throne, it will die!"

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There was heavy regret in Zhou Qingshan's voice. He held Mo Yanqiu's hand tightly, his eyes full of guilt: "Yanqiu, I am sorry to the Zhou family." His heart felt like it was pressed down by a huge rock, and he couldn't breathe.

Mo Yanqiu called softly, with a hint of comfort in her tone: "Husband."

Zhou Qingshan's face was full of self-blame:
"Brother's superior physique is not at the level of a warrior, but at the level of a warrior. I thought they were able to protect themselves, and I shouldn't have agreed to let them go to such a far place to escort. I... I really shouldn't have agreed to them."

His voice gradually became low and trembling, "If I hadn't agreed, maybe they wouldn't have met that red-haired ghost, maybe they wouldn't have suffered that tragedy, maybe they would still be alive..."

Mo Yanqiu held Zhou Qingshan's trembling hand tightly, her eyes gentle, she could empathize with him.

Zhou Qingshan's eyes sparkled with tears, and his voice choked with sobs, as if he wanted to vent all the pain and grievances in his heart:
"Yan Qiu, you don't know. I just want to sell offal soup here to improve my life. The nobles in the inner city love food. A warrior came to ask for the spice formula. I am willing to give it to him. Why did he say nothing and hurt my father?"

"Yanqiu, you don't know that my father and mother died because of me. My father was entangled in the power of a warrior, and his strength was only one tenth of what it was. That's why he had an accident during a hunt in Xipanling. But no one blames me... Why not blame me..."

"I'm sorry." Zhou Qingshan kept repeating this sentence. The two of them hugged each other tightly, and he seemed to be looking for comfort in the arms.

Time passed quietly in their silence. Zhou Qingshan seemed to be tired and fell asleep, but he was still murmuring silently.

Mo Yanqiu looked at Zhou Qingshan and said softly:
"Husband, let's have a baby."

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The next day.

Zhou Qingshan got up, washed, and with no expression on his face, he sent the third wife and Zhou Chengshan into the car.

After renting a three-headed avian, he continued on his way to the Black Cloud City Lord's Mansion.

The three of them galloped along the official road, the sound of crickets' hooves echoing in the morning air. They passed through endless rice fields, whose green waves swayed gently in the breeze.

Six hours later, I saw a tall city wall in the distance, with no guards. As I got closer, I saw a large crowd of people gathered under the wall, and it was very lively. It turned out to be a busy market. The hawkers' cries were heard one after another, and the aroma of fruits and vegetables filled the air.

The isolated wall was full of big holes and in tatters. There were scars all over the wall, and one could seem to see the fierce battle that had taken place here.

The spiritual realm to which Black Cloud City belongs is a large city in Zhao State, but not so large in the hands of the Long-Eared Clan. This was later expanded by "human luck" and expanded five times in total. The isolated wall left in the middle was not demolished, but preserved, which is the origin of the Five Passes.

After taking a short rest in the market, the three of them set out on their journey again.

Zhou Qingshan still looked calm on the outside, but his inner world seemed to have undergone some changes. Gao Feixue and Mo Yanqiu both noticed that he was more silent than usual, as if he was carrying a heavier burden in his heart.

In this way, the three of them traveled silently for eighty miles a day. There were many mountains and vegetation in the middle, and there were also many wild beasts.

As the sky gradually darkened, a huge tree appeared in their sight. It was like a pillar of the sky, with lush branches and leaves that blocked out the sun. This was the third-grade, top-grade spiritual species Jianmu, and also the symbol of the Black Cloud City Lord's residence.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the three of them found a place on a nearby street to rest and wash up. Although they could see their destination, they still had at least 50 miles to go.

In the room.

Zhou Qingshan fed the two girls' jade spirit seeds and after entering the heart of Black Cloud City, he no longer dared to enter and leave the Cloudtop Chessboard World at will.

There may be a military master watching here.

He was well aware of the magic and wonderful uses of mental power. He and his wife would occasionally fully activate [Unparalleled] and use it once or twice. The feeling that the world became without any secrets in their eyes was intoxicating.

If the aura of these three people suddenly disappeared and then suddenly reappeared, they would become extremely conspicuous in the eyes of the Lord of Arms who possessed the power of the mind.

Zhou Qingshan opened the scroll and looked at the markings of the four main streets outside the inner city. Slaves, treasured bows, weapons, and true skills can all be purchased in Changsheng Street.

If you want to recruit talents and farmers, you have to go to the City Lord's Mansion and other streets.

In addition, incoming warriors such as Gao Feixue, Mo Yanqiu and Zhou Hu must register with the court and obtain an identity token similar to the lord's order.

(End of this chapter)