Eternal Saber

Time flies, it has been half a year since Chen Tang caused a commotion in Qianjing, slew numerous marshals, and rescued Yuan Qingmo and others.

Qianjing has been largely repaired, with the inner city rebuilt and more fortified, as if it hadn’t suffered any impact.

Yet everyone knows, the Daqian Dynasty is already teetering on the brink, ready to collapse at any moment.

The Profound Celestial Sect once more supported a new emperor to ascend the throne among the Yuan clan members.

The battle of Qianjing not only drained the vitality of the Daqian Dynasty but also shook the foundations of the Profound Celestial Sect.

The Profound Celestial Sect excels at the Profound Sect’s techniques, claiming mastery of ancient times and the ability to communicate with the heavenly deities and golden immortals, and to command the true dragon.

But now, the marshals of the Profound Celestial Sect were slain by Chen Tang.

On the shores of Qingzhou, the legendary true dragon was also slain by the joint effort of the Evil Emperor and the Zen Sect!

This diminished the mythical aura of the Profound Celestial Sect in the hearts of people worldwide.

Over the past half year, quite a few have joined the Buddhist Sect, cutting their hair to become monks.

Of course, this has reasons related to the loss of power of the Profound Celestial Sect.

More importantly, under the Daqian Dynasty, there are too many starving corpses across the land, too many people unable to survive.

The Buddhist Sect has been inherited in the Divine Land for years, with the Zen Sect guarding it.

Although the rise of the Profound Celestial Sect dimmed the glory of the Northern Divine Continent Buddhism, and led to its decline, some laws favorable to the Buddhist Sect are still retained.

Like the Buddhist monasteries, which possess vast lands, are exempt from military service and labor duties, and are not subject to taxation.

At least in this aspect, the treatment is the same as that of the Profound Celestial Sect.

The populace chooses to become monks, relying on a bit of strength, can at least have a meal, without starving to death.

On this day.

In the Daqian Imperial Court, the new emperor seeks counsel, the national treasury is empty, what should be done?

Repairing Qianjing, combined with the previous extravagant display of all nations coming to pay homage, was a wasteful indulgence.

With Chen Tang’s plundering, the Daqian treasury hardly has any money left.

Taxes are too heavy, the populace is already struggling desperately, bitterly burdened.

To continue collecting is akin to killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

The Prime Minister suggests that within the Buddhist Sect lies a wealth of treasures, they can deploy troops to eradicate the Buddhist Sect across various regions, confiscate properties to replenish the treasury.

Furthermore, the rebellious Chen Tang is associated with the Buddhist Sect, should be penalized.

All ministers unanimously agree.

Murong Daoye stands on the military generals’ side of the grand hall, initially meditating, suddenly opens his eyes upon hearing the decision, seemingly realizing something.

The next day, the Daqian Cyan Dragon Bureau discovered a large amount of armor in a temple.

The Cyan Dragon Bureau immediately executed all monks within the temple, confiscated the temple’s property!

The new emperor, enraged, issued a decree to investigate the Buddhist Sect across Kyushu, massacre monks, destroy statues, burn scriptures, and confiscate anything related to the Buddhist Sect, implicating others!

This war against Buddhism quickly swept across Kyushu.

The monks of the Buddhist Sect suffered innumerable casualties, with many fleeing upon hearing the news.

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Deep in the Barbarian Land.

In a valley covered by ancient forests, a remarkably burly man sat cross-legged, just sitting his height reached seven feet, with disheveled hair and a thick beard, exuding wildness.

Muscles as hard as steel, skin bronzed, showing signs of years of honing in the wilderness.

The burly man’s body was surrounded by a thick aura of wilderness, with a massive double-bladed axe floating beside him, measuring three feet, its surface etched with ancient totems, faintly glowing.

The surrounding trees gently swayed with the wind, producing a rustling sound, making the entire valley seem exceptionally tranquil.

Suddenly!

A Golden Eagle broke in, descending from the sky.

The burly man opened his eyes, his gaze sharp like a hawk, a chilling gleam flashed as he extended his robust arm.

The Golden Eagle then descended directly onto the burly man’s arm.

The Golden Eagle’s talons were sharp and fierce, clutching the man’s arm firmly, yet unable to pierce his flesh.

The burly man took a bamboo tube off the eagle’s leg, extracted a roll of letter from inside, slowly unrolled it, and glanced over.

"Looks like they are about to make a move!"

The burly man slowly stood up, his gaze deepening, murmuring, "This might be an opportunity!"

Grasping the double-bladed axe beside him, he strode rapidly toward the valley’s exit.

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Extreme North Cold Domain, Wanren Peak.

The place is precipitous, thousands of feet high, smooth as a mirror, and the higher the summit, the lower the temperature, scarcely any life can survive here.

Without supreme lightweight skill and deep internal strength, reaching the summit is impossible.

At this moment, a person sits at the summit.

The person wears a robe as white as snow, silver hair dances in the wind, eyebrows dusted with frost, across his knees rests a silver-glowing long knife, meditating with eyes closed.

Suddenly!

The silver-haired man seemed to sense something, looking up.

An eagle circled in the sky above, slowly descended, dropping a bamboo slip.

The bamboo slip was blown by the surrounding whistling wind, swiftly drifting away.

The silver-haired man reached out and captured the bamboo slip in his palm from afar.

On it were only four words: Beiqian Buddhist Extinction.

The silver-haired man’s expression shifted, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, saying, "Interesting, there’s excitement to watch over there."

Before the sound faded, the silver-haired man had already vanished from the summit of Wanren Peak.

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Daqian Capital City, Imperial Palace Inner Courtyard.

Hailing Hall, built from the Extreme North Cold Domain’s Cold Iron, even in hot summer, exudes bursts of coolness, a retreat for the imperial kin and nobles.

At this moment, early spring chill drapes the air, Hailing Hall is empty.

Deep beneath Hailing Hall, a strange sound of friction echoes.

A gigantic ice coffin is placed there.

As the lid atop the coffin slowly shifts, revealing more than half, inside, a person suddenly sits up straight, emitting white mist, ethereally saying, "Will he come?"

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Yan State, Ghost Cry Ridge.

At the mountain top camp.

"Young Master."

Dragon Tiger Dominator Qifu Qin said in a deep voice, "Right now, for us, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Our grand plan for restoring the nation is all set, except for one thing."

"What is it?"

Qin Xi asked.

"An unparalleled strong person!"

Qifu Qin said, "A Grandmaster is not enough; we need a Grandmaster of Transformation Realm to oversee the situation!"

Qin Xi shook his head and said, "Grandmasters of Transformation Realm, there are so few in the world, and besides my father, who would help us? Moreover, after all this time, my father is still missing; we don’t know if he’s alive or dead."

Qifu Qin smiled and said, "Now, with Beiqian’s anti-Buddhist actions, many monks are fleeing everywhere. The Profound Celestial Sect and the Buddhist Sect are like fire and water. At this time, it’s a perfect opportunity to win over the Zen Sect!"

"I just received news that the Zen Sect has appeared at Martial General Mountain."

Qin Xi frowned and said, "We have no connections with the Zen Sect; will they help us?"

"Don’t forget, the Zen Sect owes His Majesty a favor."

Qifu Qin smiled slightly and said, "Moreover, His Majesty’s tomb is on Martial General Mountain. At that time, I’ll accompany the Young Master to visit Martial General Mountain under the pretext of paying respects at the tomb."

"If the Young Master reveals his identity and personally invites them, it shows sincerity. Given the current situation, the Zen Sect has no other choice."

"If they want to protect the Buddhist monks as much as possible, they must confront the Profound Celestial Sect, and we can gather monks from all over, forming an unignorable force!"

Qin Xi nodded thoughtfully.

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Half a year ago, after Chen Tang seized the Donglai Continent, he rode the Little Golden Roc to the large ships sailing on the sea, along with Qingmu, Big Heigou, Mei Yingxue, and others, heading to Donglai Continent.

Chen Tang let the Little Golden Roc go, allowing it to return to the Divine Land, heading to Liangzhou City.

Some Vermilion Bird Guard had remained in Liangzhou City, gathering information about the world.

If there were any news from the Divine Land, it could be passed on through the Li Family using the Little Golden Roc.

During this period, Chen Tang stayed on the ship, sometimes spending time with Qingmu for in-depth exchanges.

Other times, he would chat and drink with Big Heigou, Mei Yingxue, and others, feeling relaxed and at ease.

Of course, whenever he had time, Chen Tang would stay in his room to cultivate.

He had just entered the Grandmaster realm, and his cultivation still needed to be improved.

Moreover, he had not yet had time to carefully experience and comprehend the abilities of a Grandmaster.

After the battle in Qianjing, Chen Tang knew well that there would be a storm ahead.

Without absolute strength, it would be impossible to withstand it.

Under the escort of the East Sea Giant Demon, in less than half a year, Chen Tang and his party arrived at Donglai Continent.

Yuan Qingmo served as Prince Wei in the Daqian Court for several years and was already fed up.

Among the remaining group, only Mei Yingxue had experience in leading.

With everyone’s support, Mei Yingxue became the Continent Lord of Donglai Continent.

That night.

After a round of chaos with Qingmu, Qingmu went to sleep early.

Chen Tang, still full of energy, sat on the cliff edge, gazing at the vast East Sea, cultivating under the moonlight.

Just at dawn, a golden light swiftly approached from afar.

Chen Tang, sensing something, opened his eyes and looked.

In the blink of an eye, the Little Golden Roc arrived, with a bamboo tube tied to its claws.

Chen Tang took the bamboo tube, opened the letter inside, and took a glance.

The Li Family had sent news of Beiqian’s anti-Buddhist actions.

Chen Tang pondered for a moment, squinting his eyes as if he had thought of something, then returned to his place and woke Qingmu early in the morning.

He gave some instructions and said farewell to everyone.

"Did something happen in the Divine Land?"

Yuan Qingmo, seeing Chen Tang leaving hurriedly, guessed that something significant must have happened there.

Chen Tang said, "The Daqian Court has taken action against the Buddhist Sect, hunting monks everywhere and burning scriptures."

"This is likely revenge for the Zen Sect elder’s dragon-slaying."

Qingmu said.

Yuan Qingmo shook his head and said, "It’s probably not the only purpose."

Chen Tang said gravely, "This is most likely the idea of the Profound Celestial Sect. They want to use the Buddhist Sect as bait to force the Zen Sect to come out. They intend to take action against the Zen Sect!"

Everyone was startled.

Half a year ago, the Zen Sect and the Evil Emperor, joining forces with the East Sea Giant Demon, had slain a True Dragon.

After that, the Zen Sect and the Evil Emperor disappeared without a trace.

Now, with Beiqian’s anti-Buddhist actions, the Zen Sect will definitely appear.

In just half a year, the Transformation Realm battle is about to begin again.

And this time, the Profound Celestial Sect is well-prepared!

"I must go to help."

Chen Tang, carrying ’Eternal’, said gravely.

Everyone knew Chen Tang’s temperament and did not stop him.

However, Qingmu was still worried, looking concerned, and reminded him, "Be careful."

"Don’t worry, I won’t die."

Chen Tang smiled, patting his chest confidently and said, "I might fall short in other areas, but my lightweight skill is unrivaled. If I want to escape, even a Grandmaster of Transformation Realm can’t catch up!"

Qingmu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Speak nicely. Are you someone who would run away?"

"I’m not stupid."

Chen Tang laughed, "If I really can’t win, I have to run."

With that said, Chen Tang leaped up, sat on the Little Golden Roc, and swiftly departed.