All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 486 - 106: Shenjing Envoy? Slaughter! (Large W - )_2

Chapter 486: Chapter 106: Shenjing Envoy? Slaughter! (Large W Chapter)_2

Before leaving, the True Chi Dragon must have certainly checked the integrity of the Great Formation; otherwise, this Dragon Blood True Spirit, persisting in an ancient covenant and allied with Da Chen, would never have left this land so assuredly.

——It shouldn’t be like this.

Carrying a belief that "even amid all sorts of schemes, I will never consort with the corrupt," Hang Mofeng threw himself into the battlefield against magic, leading the charge in slaying demons and enemies, and restoring peace to the region.

The education from his parents, personal convictions, and love for his country made him unwilling to waste a single moment, endeavoring to fulfill his Fate Pattern, allowing Hang Mofeng to break through barriers at an extraordinary pace and advancing his Lifebound Destiny Pattern "Metal and Stone as Open" to the Strange Mandate "Sun and Moon General."

Until a few years ago, his diligent battle efforts had earned him his deserved rewards.

Hang Mofeng, on account of his Demon-Exorcising Merit, received the position of a Flank General, a title he had always coveted.

But he felt no pride in this.

Looking around, those Martial Generals who had slain fewer enemies and were more lax in combat, yet of nobler birth than himself, were being promoted just like him, or even surpassing him... he only felt confusion.

And a stench.

Perhaps, the rot had been there all along.

Even in Shenjing, Hang Mofeng had occasionally felt that the once vigorous discourse and flourishing diversity of thoughts on Martial Arts was no longer present.

Noble families were no longer concerned with sending their scions out to cultivate their Fate Patterns into Martial Artists but were bent on manipulating connections to place people within the bureaucratic system, turning them into Talisman Granting Officials.

In the True Martial Academy, the number of students who truly came from commoners was dwindling. Even someone like him, whose parents were Military Officials and considered to be from an honorable family, belonged to the poorest class. While his classmates went to drink on flower boats, spending thousands of taels of silver daily, he fretted over another Big Spear he had worn out in practice.

Only the luxurious atmosphere and bustle of Shenjing drowned out all the odd smells, and he, engrossed in studying, never gave a thought to the significance of these changes.

Hang Mofeng regretted that he had not thought things through back then, leaving him now unable to discern the truth or figure out the answers.

Yes, they had quelled disasters and suppressed demonic calamities, cleaning up the chaos in Han South and restoring tranquility and stability once more.

But who was really behind the disasters, and who had created this demonic calamity that never should have occurred?

He thought. But he didn’t have enough time to understand.

Returning to his hometown with his troops, Hang Mofeng, exhausted, heard yet another piece of bad news.

The Frost Calamity and Iron Li descended from the south together, and Green Jade Pass fell.

Following the great disaster in Han South, the Northern Border became a land of utter chaos.

——Impossible.

That was the sole thought of Hang Mofeng at that time.

——Absolutely impossible.

Even if Northern Border was no longer expanding, old soldiers retiring, and military preparedness gradually slackening, the Green Jade Pass should not be a fortress that the mere Iron Li could take down.

Upon closer scrutiny, one hits a wall, even if Hang Mofeng was considered the top authority locally, the truth of those times was incredibly difficult to ascertain.

Even when capturing some Iron Li prisoners, their memories of that battle were vague, and those few who had personally participated spoke words such as "Green Jade Pass was basically undefended"—an absurd claim that he found hard to believe.

"Are you trying to say that it was the border soldiers who let you in? Utter nonsense!"

He rebuked them with anger but did not truly punish these "lying captives." Instead, he waved them away, sitting alone under the starry night for a long time.

No matter what the truth was, he was powerless to change it; he could only observe.

Natural and man-made disasters made life unbearable for the people of the Northern Border.

The unexpected death of Town King and the disappearance of Tianwu made everything even worse.

Lands that the Conquering General’s Martial Army had opened up were trampled by horses’ hooves, and fortresses constructed were seized by Iron Li.

The only ones who might be pleased with this situation were perhaps a few Martial Artists of the Northern Border—for years there had been no war, and the line of Military Officials who expected to be knighted at Shenjing saw a few more Generals gain recognition for their war efforts.

They divided the power left by King Jing, each governing their own territory, on one hand resisting Iron Li to earn military accomplishments, yet never genuinely attempting to retake Green Jade Pass and drive these northern Barbarian Tribes back to their homes.

In the face of several Generals who had risen during the demonic disaster in Hanhai and others during the chaos in the Northern Border, Hang Mofeng felt breathless at the thought of a certain possibility, his heart struggling to beat.

——Was all this... planned?

——Or was it just a mere coincidence?

He was already striving to think, but some force prevented him from, or made him unwilling to, arrive at an answer.

Hang Mofeng was still very young. He would not allow himself to nurture a threat within, nor would he ever usurp Da Chen’s power for himself.

He was a servant of Da Chen and would continue to lead by example, battling the armies of the Iron Li tribes, bit by bit returning his homeland to peace.

If his colleagues wanted to take shortcuts, to walk that glory-seeking path paved with human lives, he would not follow.

He could not influence others, but at least he could be true to himself.

Yet reality always left him helpless.

As he reflected on his life, Hang Mofeng lifted his eyes impassively to look at the Jade Crown Courtier from the Imperial Court of Shenjing and the subordinates clustered around him.

This Song surnamed Inward Officer from Shenjing was a common sight even at the True Martial Platform, hailing from a prominent Shenjing clan, the Imperial Phoenix Song Clan, whose ancestors fought alongside the Holy Ancestor Emperor, defeating the monarch of the southern Nine-Color Monstrous Bird Nation, the Rainbow Phoenix Master, and captivated his descendants as concubines, resulting in a lineage that appeared extraordinary among common folks.

In the kingdoms of ordinary people, courtiers used castrated men, but the Da Chen Empire surely did not need such barbaric measures; they simply employed special Talismans to impose restrictions and make distinctions.