The Path Toward Heaven

Countless people poured into the palace, looking at the palace engulfed in flames but could not do anything, even if it rained heavily at this time, it was useless.

The eunuchs and court ladies stood around in despair, some of them were already crying, and some of the eunuchs looked very dazed, thinking that the best thing they could do in their life was to wash away the blood you left in this palace, Your Majesty.

The fire was so large that it could not be extinguished at all. It lasted for three days and three nights before it stopped. The soldiers rushed into the ruins and began to search for it. They found that the gold and silver inlaid on the beams and pillars had been melted into solidified magma, and the body of Emperor Chu was nowhere to be found.

Overnight, white flags were hung in countless houses, and the whole capital seemed to have fallen snow.

After Emperor Bai learned about this, he decreed that he should be buried with the rites of a monarch.

Master Zhou suffered a serious illness and resigned as soon as he recovered, and has never been seen since.

Prior to this, the Minister of Taichang Temple had already moved back to his hometown with the old scholar's mansion.

No one has the heart to criticize His Majesty the Emperor for his incompetence and cowardice.

The monarch died in the country, what more can you ask of him?

Many people gradually remembered the situation when His Majesty the Emperor and Master Zhang were in power, and they had countless nostalgia.

How many emperors will never leave the palace like His Majesty, and never cause trouble?

Nostalgia for the past often means dissatisfaction with the present.

No one is willing to accept the brutal and tough rule of Qin.

Many literati and scholars changed their style of writing and wrote many sad poems in memory of His Majesty who passed away in the fire. Many people among the people insisted that His Majesty the Emperor did not die at all, but escaped through the fire. At this time, he was living in seclusion in a certain place, or became a monk, or was secretly planning how to restore the old country.

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The palaces in Xianyang City are all black, and against the background of the green hills in the distance, they look very chilling.

There was no sound around the main hall, and those black armored soldiers holding spears seemed to be not breathing, which was even more frightening.

There is a striking white in the black hall, that is the most powerful man in the world today, Emperor Bai.

When Bai Zao came to the hall, she naturally took a lot of colors, because she was also wearing a white dress.

You know he's not dead yet, why did you come back? Bai Qianjun asked, staring into her eyes.

Bai Zao calmly looked back at him and said, Are you questioning me?

Bai Qianjun put his hand on his forehead and said, I'm sorry, I'm a little tired from handling state affairs.

Years ago he had said that he wanted to forget some things.

Bai Zao remembered, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his slender eyelashes did not tremble.

Bai Qianjun said: We can't just let him slip away like this. We must find out his whereabouts and confirm his life and death. Arrest all the eunuchs, maids, and ministers in the palace of the Chu Kingdom. Under severe torture, there will be something to gain. I don't believe he left no trace.

Bai Zao said: This is not an appropriate move. Now that the general situation has been determined, why bother to care about these details, otherwise troubles will arise.

Bai Qianjun said: Although Yunqi's reputation is high, it's useless for scholars to talk about it, so don't pay attention to it. Eunuch He is indeed difficult to deal with, but after all, he is a eunuch. When Emperor Zhao grows older, Zhao Guo will inevitably have problems. We just need to wait. But for Emperor Chu, you have said several times that you should pay attention to him. Why is it not a big trend now?

Bai Zao said: A king without a country is a grass without roots. No matter how strong the wind is, he can only go with the flow. How can one person shake the world?

Bai Qian was silent for a while, then said: This statement makes sense.

I'm going to rest first.

Bai Zao walked out of the hall.

Eunuch Gao outside the hall looked at her and quickly knelt down to salute.

She didn't even look at this person, nor did she pay attention to the chilling and powerful sergeants outside the hall.

Before reaching the stone steps, she stopped suddenly, thought of something, did not turn around, but continued to walk down.

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Eunuch Gao came to the depths of the black hall, knelt down in front of the emperor, and held up a list with both hands.

Bai Qianjun took the list and glanced at it roughly, his face darkened, obviously dissatisfied.

It can be basically confirmed that Emperor Chu did not escape with the mission, but there are many things that cannot be asked too carefully...

Eunuch Gao lowered his head and said, his voice trembling slightly.

As the chief steward of the Xianyang Palace, he is one of the few people who knows the true status of Her Highness the Princess in the Qin Kingdom and the influence she has on His Majesty the Emperor.

He didn't dare to offend Her Royal Highness, so it was naturally inconvenient to use tricks on the members of the mission.

Bai Qianjun said in a cold voice: Take everyone in the mission to the side hall, and I will look at you personally and ask.

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The side hall is also completely black, and there is less light, so it looks more gloomy.

The officials and deacons of the mission were escorted into the hall one by one, and were questioned by Eunuch Gao, but His Majesty the Emperor who was sitting deep in the hall was not found at all.

After questioning the officials and deacons, no problems were found, and it was the turn of the business managers.

The Qin State Mission secretly entered Chudu under the name of a commercial firm, so they recruited several stewards to assist them.

A business manager came to the side hall, walked up to Eunuch Gao, bowed slightly, as if preparing to salute.

In the depths of the hall, Bai Qianjun, who was dozing in the shadows, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at that person.

The business manager looked a little thin, but the sound of his footsteps landing on the floor indicated that his body was heavier than he looked.

Bai Qianjun didn't have time to think about it, and shouted: Stop him!

Eunuch Gao's expression changed suddenly, and he stood in front of the business manager without hesitation.

The business manager bowed slightly, not preparing to salute, but gaining momentum, like a hard bow that was gradually bending.

His footsteps stomped heavily on the floor, making several cracks, and his whole body rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Eunuch Gao is a master in the Xianyang Palace, before the opponent's thunderous power, he was powerless to fight back, with a look of horror on his face.

With a crackling sound, his body disappeared, turning into pieces of flesh and clothing flying all over the sky!

A flying sword pierced through the rain of blood and came to Bai Qianjun in an instant.

Bai Qianjun let out a snarl, crossed his arms together, and the magic weapon on his wrist exuded a chilling aura, blocking the flying sword.

The sharp sword body and the magic weapon kept rubbing against each other, bursting out countless sparks.

On the other side of Huo Huo, a figure could be vaguely seen, rushing towards him like a tiger.

Bai Qianjun fell to the ground.

An extremely thick iron plate fell from the hall, hit the ground heavily, splashed countless smoke and dust, made a loud noise, and turned into an insurmountable iron gate.

More than a dozen masters of the Qin army had already arrived in front of Bai Qianjun, erecting iron shields to protect them airtightly.

The two powerful defenses at the front and back finally made Bai Qianjun feel relieved, with a look of shame and anger on his face.

Suddenly his expression changed again, because the assassin who wielded a sword had already come to the iron gate - the iron gate was more than two inches thick, and even a siege crossbow could not penetrate it. Logically speaking, there should be no need to worry, but for some reason, he was still a little uneasy, and subconsciously took two steps back.

There was a loud bang!

It was as if the thunder that should have been at high altitude exploded in the hall, and it was also as if two hammers weighing tens of thousands of catties collided head-on.

In the side hall, air waves rolled and spewed, and smoke and dust abounded.

Those Qin army masters holding iron shields were all knocked to the ground, and blood spurted wildly, and more than half of them died.

Bai Qianjun was protected extremely tightly, but he was still affected, covered in blood, and retreated further back with the help of Qin Jun's masters who arrived again.

Dozens of Qin army masters set up layer after layer of shield arrays in front of him, and countless crossbow arrows were aimed at Yan Chen's side.

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the picture in the hall gradually became clear.

Only then did people realize that a big hole had been blasted out of that iron gate!

There was a man standing on the other side of the smoke and dust, with his head down, looking weak.

His left sleeve was completely broken, revealing a severely deformed iron arm, messy hair fluttering, and a few gray hairs looming.

It was Zhuo Rusui.

A sword smashed the masters of the Qin court, a punch pierced through the iron plate, shocked and killed more than a dozen strong Qin soldiers, and seriously injured the Emperor Qin. This level of combat power is really terrible. Of course, he also paid a high price for it. His chest was full of blood.

More masters from the Qin Kingdom rushed over, directly tore down a corner of the side hall, and erected countless iron shields, but no one dared to step forward.

Bai Qianjun was lifted up, looked at Zhuo Rusui through the shield formation, his face was pale, thinking, it really is a little monster of the Green Mountain Sect, and he is so powerful in the illusion, he has cultivated to the Wilderness Realm in less than forty years!

You must know that You Ye or Chuying are the upper limit of the realm in the Qingtianjian illusion.

So what if you are stronger?

He said to Zhuo Rusui: Today you are still a dead end.

Zhuo Rusui slowly raised his head, stared into his eyes and said, Don't talk nonsense, if you have the skills, go one-on-one.

Bai Qianjun said slightly mockingly: This is fighting for hegemony in the world, not being brave and ruthless, trying to fight against a country with one's own strength, that is the work of a fool.

Zhuo Rusui said: You are asking on behalf of Zhongzhou, are you not afraid of losing face if you are forced by Qingshan disciples to hide in a turtle shell for the rest of your life?

Bai Qianjun sneered and said, You're stupid, don't you think I'm stupid too?

As soon as the words fell, crossbow arrows shot out like rain.

Hundreds of masters of the Qin army rushed towards him without fear of life and death, and Zhuo Rusui was submerged like a tide.

The tide looks scary, but it is very difficult to swallow the reef in an instant.

Zhuo Rusui is like a rock, the tide beats him into blood-colored foam, occasionally he will disappear, but eventually he will reappear.

This bloody and brutal siege lasted for half a day.

There were corpses and broken crossbow bolts everywhere in the temple.

Qin State paid the price of the death of more than a hundred masters, and Zhuo Rusui finally died.

It's not that I can't, it's just that I'm a little tired and haven't slept well these days.

Zhuo Rusui sat on the ground and said while coughing.

Every time he coughed, some of the blood on his body would splash, which looked very bloody.

Bai Qianjun looked at him and said mockingly: You really think of yourself as an assassin, even if you still remember the things outside, you are still lost.

Zhuo Rusui said: It's nothing to me, but you actually think of yourself as the emperor, you are doomed to have no future.

Bai Qianjun said in a deep voice: The practice of the Green Mountain Sect is only for individuals, but our Zhongzhou faction is willing to lead the entire human race forward. This is the real leader. No matter here or outside, history will prove which one is the real way.

Zhuo Rusui said: If Qingtian Jian hadn't restricted the upper limit of the realm, I would have killed you long ago. Are you going to lead the underworld forward?

Bai Qianjun sneered and said, Could it be that one can do whatever one wants with a high realm? Can one order the heroes?

If I'm outside, I've cultivated to the peak of the sky, so I can kill whoever I want, otherwise, why don't you go and kill Jian Xilai?

Zhuo Rusui spat bloody saliva in front of him, and asked wearily, Are you an idiot for asking such a question?

Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, he forcibly suppressed his anger, and asked, Tell me where Jing Jiu is?

Zhuo Rusui was even more baffled, and said: Ask me this question, are you really an idiot?

After saying this, he slapped the top of his head with a palm and died.

Then, he opened his eyes beside the Qingtian Jian and woke up.

It happened to be dusk, and some red sunset rays fell on the slowly turning blue sky mirror, and those rivers seemed to be blood.

The eyes of more than a dozen questioners fell on him, a little in awe and a little jealous.

In that world, Zhuo Rusui killed the most people, had the most terrifying combat power, and died the most heroically.

Zhuo Rusui ignored these gazes, looked at the Blood River and Red Mountain in the Qingtianjian, and was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Either he had feelings, or he had reluctance, or he had regrets, but in the end he didn't show anything.

He stood up, walked out of the cave with his waist supported, and kept complaining.

Sitting for so long, I'm really tired... How come no one thought about getting a backrest or something... Ahh... It feels so strange to have two hands.