amaotonovel Chapter 251 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 25
Chapter 251 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 25
Someone immediately exclaimed in surprise:
"The person inside has reached the fourth level, which means he has successfully advanced to the Divine Travel Realm!"
wow——
A journey through a mystical realm!
The people inside became part of a mystical realm!
The news swept through the entire venue like a hurricane. Everyone present was shocked and began to discuss it animatedly, turning the scene into a noisy mess.
"My God! Is it really possible for someone to reach the realm of divine travel?"
"Yes, no one has been able to do it for hundreds of years, but today someone has actually succeeded!"
"This is simply unbelievable! Who is that person inside? How could they rise to such heights in one fell swoop?"
Legend has it that by ascending to the number one pavilion in the world, one can ascend to heaven in one step and reach a mystical realm.
However, this is just a rumor after all.
Since the establishment of the First Pavilion Under Heaven, no one has ever been able to successfully ascend to the fourth floor in hundreds of years, so no one can verify this rumor.
Therefore, many people, including Zhuo Qing, believe that this is just a rumor and that no one will succeed.
But now this rumor has actually become a reality!
Everyone looked at the Number One Pavilion in the World with burning eyes, as if trying to glimpse the miracles inside through those thick walls.
"Among millions of people in the world, none have ever seen the Divine Realm. Could it be that I am about to witness it today?" Someone stared expectantly at the gate of the Number One Pavilion in the World.
The person next to him couldn't help but say, "Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like we haven't seen people who travel to the mystical realm before. Wasn't Mr. Li from the academy able to travel to the mystical realm?"
The man patiently explained, "It's true that Mr. Li is the best in the world, but he has never claimed to have traveled to the Mystic Realm. Who knows if he really is?"
"...Yes, you're right."
Originally, these people were unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the imperial court, so they stood far away and watched coldly while Zhuo Qing and the others were fighting with Xiao Ruofeng and the others. But now they all gathered downstairs, wanting to see what was happening inside as soon as possible.
Excitement flashed in Xiao Ruofeng's eyes, and he felt an unprecedented surge of exhilaration. Overjoyed, he thought, "My brother has succeeded!"
Seeing Xiao Ruofeng's reaction, Qi Tianchen had a sudden realization. Recalling the scene where Xiao Ruofeng risked his life to stop the Five Great Supervisors, he immediately understood that the person inside was most likely Prince Jingyu, Xiao Ruojin.
A tremendous wave of emotion surged within Qi Tianchen's heart.
Half a month ago, King Jingyu's fortune suddenly began to change, and now he has entered the Divine Realm. Why are these things different from the future he predicted?
What went wrong?
Qi Tianchen looked at the strange phenomena in the sky and the vast fortune that was invisible to the naked eye. He began to calculate with his fingers, trying to find out the reason for all these changes.
Meanwhile, Zhuo Qing's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness. Looking at the power in the pavilion gradually calming down, he knew that the task that Emperor Tai'an had given him today had failed. He simply gave the other four supervisors a look, and then suddenly burst out and slapped Xiao Ruofeng with a palm.
Now or never.
If we miss this opportunity, we won't have such a good chance to deal with the Prince of Langya again.
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, all eyes were focused on the Number One Pavilion in the World. Qi Tianchen was concentrating on calculating the secrets of heaven, but no one expected that Zhuo Qing would suddenly erupt in a violent outburst.
"Seventh Brother, be careful!"
Lei Mengsha reacted quickly, noticing Zhuo Qing's sudden outburst of rage. He hurriedly shouted a warning and simultaneously shot out like an arrow, attempting to intercept Zhuo Qing's attack.
However, the gap between his and Zhuoqing's realms was too great, and Zhuoqing's attack came suddenly when everyone was caught off guard. How could Lei Mengsha possibly withstand it?
Xiao Ruofeng turned around abruptly upon hearing the sound, only to see Zhuo Qing with a ferocious expression rushing towards him, while Lei Mengsha bravely leaped forward, trying to block the attack for him.
"No!" Xiao Ruofeng's eyes widened suddenly, and he reached out to pull Lei Mengsha away.
The commotion startled Qi Tianchen, who was lost in thought. Upon closer inspection, he was immediately shocked and rushed forward to stop Zhuo Qing.
Zhuo Qing's lips curled into a sinister smile. He flipped his right hand downwards, and purple energy swirled around his body, instantly increasing his speed by another three points.
At this moment, the only thing in his world was Xiao Ruofeng.
For him, someone at the half-step Divine Realm level could be killed within six palm strikes.
Even with Qi Tianchen pulling his back, he could only unleash one palm strike, but that one strike was enough to cripple the Prince of Langya. Even with Lei Mengsha acting as a buffer in front of him, it was to no avail.
Once the Prince of Langya becomes a cripple, no matter how outstanding he was before, Emperor Tai'an will not pass the throne to a cripple.
Moreover, without the help of the Prince of Langya, Prince Jingyu, Xiao Ruojin, is no longer a match for the Prince of Qing.
Just as Zhuo Qing's palm was about to land on Lei Mengsha, a strange change suddenly occurred in the air.
A gentle yet powerful barrier, like a veil, silently stretched between the two, gently separating them from what should have been a bloody clash.
At that moment, the world seemed to freeze, even the howling wind ceased, and everything in the world was stilled by this invisible force. Sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting dappled shadows, but under the influence of this airflow, it became exceptionally soft, as if even the light itself had been imbued with some mysterious power.
The smile on Zhuo Qing's lips suddenly froze on his face, and the ruthlessness in his eyes gradually turned into fear.
He felt an unprecedented force, gently yet irresistibly melting away his surging offensive like snow in spring.
This force was like a gentle spring breeze, lightly caressing one's heart, bringing endless warmth and peace; it was also like a majestic mountain, steady and unshakable, inspiring awe. It silently seeped into every cell of his body, causing his previously tense body to gradually relax, losing the ability to continue his attack, and he fell directly to the ground.
Under the influence of this power, Lei Mengsha and Xiao Ruofeng temporarily forgot the threat of life and death, staring wide-eyed at this incredible scene.
Just as the gentle yet powerful airflow continued to envelop them, and everyone held their breath in anticipation, a figure appeared silently before them, as if stepping out of the void or suddenly appearing through a crack in time.
The person was dressed in a blue robe, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind without making a sound. His steps were as light as falling leaves touching the ground, leaving no trace. His face was shrouded in a faint halo, making it indistinct, but his eyes were bright as stars, as if they could see through all the mysteries of the world.
The figure did not make any immediate move, but simply stood there quietly, as if it were integrated with the world around it, yet also transcended all things.
As time passed, the gentle airflow gradually dissipated, but an indescribable sense of oppression still lingered in the air.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to that person, and then they were all taken aback.
"Isn't this Prince Jingyu? The person from Dengtian Pavilion is Prince Jingyu?"
"Wasn't it said that Prince Jingyu was devoted to poetry and books and not interested in martial arts? How come..."
"My God! Prince Jingyu has reached the Divine Realm! The Northern Li royal family has produced a Divine Realm expert!"
The crowd began to discuss the matter, but the topic gradually veered off course: "But King Jingyu has come to storm the Ascending Heaven Pavilion, shouldn't the Northern Li royal family be protecting him and preventing other forces from interfering? Why did they send the Imperial Preceptor and the Five Grand Supervisors instead?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one dared to respond.
The people present were not stupid. Although they were shocked by Xiao Ruojin's claim of being able to travel to the Mystic Realm, they still retained some rationality.
Royal family matters are often private. They can watch the spectacle and keep it to themselves, but they can't speak of it. Otherwise, if the petty Emperor Tai'an sets his sights on them, they'll never have a good life again.
The noisy scene gradually quieted down, and some perceptive people even quietly left.
On a roof not far away, Ji Ruofeng was writing furiously with paper and pen in hand, his eyes gleaming.
OMG!
This is absolutely huge news!
The early bird catches the worm, and the late bird catches the melon!
He knew that his left eyelid twitching today meant something good was going to happen.
Look!
And then he bumped into it!
Things happen every day in the martial arts world, but very few are as shocking and attention-grabbing as today!
The mere mention of the Mystic Realm is enough to attract attention, especially since it originated from the Northern Li royal family…
Ji Ruofeng had already foreseen the enormous sensation this news would cause throughout the entire world, including Beili, Nanjue, Beiman, Tianwaitian, and so on, once it was released tomorrow.
At this moment, Ji Ruofeng had no one to share his excitement with, so he could only write furiously, recording everything he saw and not missing a single detail.
If Ji Ruofeng's mood was like being on cloud nine, then Zhuo Qing's heart sank to the bottom of an abyss, an abyss frozen solid.
It's so cold!
Zhuo Qing stared in disbelief at the person in front of him.
The person who ascended to the Heavenly Pavilion today was actually King Jingyu!
King Jingyu has entered the realm of the divine!
Why him?
How could it be him!
At this moment, Zhuo Qing closed his eyes in despair, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away in an instant.
Just then, a few people who hadn't left noticed the golden sword in Xiao Ruojin's hand. Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look at the sword in King Jingyu's hand! Isn't that... isn't that the Heaven-Slaying Sword?"
boom--
Heaven-Slaying Sword?
The Heaven-Slaying Sword, the foremost of the Ten Famous Swords?
Those who had already walked some distance away turned around instantly upon hearing this, their eyes filled with shock, longing, admiration, and anticipation as they looked at the sword in Xiao Ruojin's hand.
It was a sword that was entirely golden!
The sword is long and elegant, with smooth lines as natural as flowing water.
The front is painted with stars, the sun and the moon, and the back is engraved with mountains, rivers and the state!
"Such a divine sword truly exists in this world, and I am fortunate enough to witness its splendor firsthand." A swordsman gazed at the legendary Heaven-Slaying Sword with eyes full of boundless admiration.
Another swordsman wielding a longsword chimed in, "We are perhaps the luckiest swordsmen in the world, to have the opportunity to witness the unparalleled Heaven-Slaying Sword."
"If those who left knew we'd see the Heaven-Slaying Sword, they'd be kicking themselves," someone murmured, drawing nods of agreement from the crowd.
Then, they looked expectantly at Zhuo Qing on the ground.
At this moment, they desperately hoped that Zhuo Qing could get up and continue fighting Xiao Ruojin, so that they could witness the power of the Divine Realm and the Heavenly Slash Sword.
Turbid and clear: ...
Zhuoqing had already collapsed.
He felt utterly miserable!
As a eunuch, he had lost everything and all he wanted was some power. Why couldn't they grant him that? Why did they have to punish him like this?
Now that King Jingyu has not only entered the Divine Realm of Mystic Travel, but has also obtained the Heavenly Slaying Sword of Emperor Tianwu, it can be said that the next ruler of Beili has been decided.
Even if he was unwilling and angry, there was nothing he could do.
All schemes and tricks are insignificant in the face of absolute power. Even if he wanted to use some underhanded methods now, he would be no match for Xiao Ruojin.
With the Heaven-Slaying Sword, Xiao Ruojin proved that he was the chosen monarch by Heaven, naturally possessing the right to rule, and he himself was already a powerful being who had traveled to the Heavenly Realm.
This news will spread throughout Tianqi City in less than a quarter of an hour, and then continue to spread outwards. It will spread throughout the martial arts world in less than seven days, and throughout the entire world in less than half a month.
At this moment, even Emperor Tai'an's choice is no longer so important.
Xiao Ruojin's throne has been decided.
No one will object anymore, and no one will dare to object anymore.
He and the other four chief eunuchs were destined to spend their lives guarding the imperial tombs.
Do not!
There is a prerequisite for guarding the imperial tomb: they must survive Xiao Ruojin's clutches today.
Thinking of the force he had just encountered that he was powerless to resist, Zhuo Qing closed his eyes in despair.
The other four chief eunuchs also felt a pang of sadness. Clearly, they had also considered these problems, and their misfortune today could no longer be described as mere bad luck.
Why did things turn out this way?
Today, they were just on a mission ordered to do something. They encountered the Prince of Langya along the way, so they thought they should deal with him first so that they could smoothly support the Prince of Qing to ascend the throne later.
Who knew that King Jingyu would suddenly enter a state of spiritual travel and emerge carrying the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
They clearly just didn't want to guard the imperial tombs, so why did they almost lose their lives after struggling?
If they attack together now, can they take down King Jingyu?
The five looked up hopefully at the expressionless King Jingyu and the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand...
Waaah!
What's wrong with not wanting to enter the imperial tomb?
Why use Jingyu Wang, who possesses the Heaven-Slaying Sword and is in the Mystic Realm, to stop them?!
Xiao Rujin left the Number One Pavilion in the World without uttering a single word, and the entire situation had already undergone a stunning reversal.
Xiao Ruojin smiled coldly and slowly approached Zhuo Qing, the Heavenly Slash Sword in her hand flashing with a cold light, like a cold star under the night sky.
The five eunuchs sensed the undisguised murderous aura emanating from him, and their hearts sank, as if they had a premonition of their own end.
However, just as Xiao Ruojin was halfway there, she suddenly stopped, closed her eyes, and a barely perceptible frown appeared between her brows, as if she was silently bearing some kind of invisible pressure.