Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 916 - 756 His Highness Does Not Allow

Chapter 916: Chapter 756 His Highness Does Not Allow

Just half a day later, Li Xuan stood solemnly atop Tianxingtai, holding the Haotian Seal in his hand, wrapped with twelve Purple Gold dragons around him.

In front of him loomed a massive ghostly shadow.

The shadow was indistinct and its features unclear. One could only vaguely discern someone clad in armor, seemingly a general, with an aura that was both tyrannical and filled with an intense unwillingness and ferocity.

However, its unwillingness and fierceness were clearly suppressed by Li Xuan’s Dragon Qi.

"—Duke Qiguo, Qiu Fu, originally a Qianhu under King of Yan’s command in Yan Mountain. During the Jingnan campaign, he repeatedly displayed valor, rising through the ranks to the Left Du Du of the Central Army, ennobled as Duke Qiguo, and positioned atop the list of meritorious officials, later also appointed as Taishi to the Crown Prince.

He was of a simple and straightforward nature, daring in battle yet unmatched by peers; however, Qiu Fu’s demise was also due to his brash courage. In the twenty-first year of Yongle, Qiu Fu led an army on a northern campaign against the Datan, leading a thousand men recklessly and underestimating the enemy. He, along with Wang Zhong and Huo Zhen, was captured and killed, with over a thousand of his men dying in battle.

Today, I remember Qiu Fu for, although he led to the loss of troops and dishonor to the nation, he did not forsake his loyalty even in death. Thus, I specially grant you this precious talisman and decree your appointment as ’Pioneer Divine General.’ I hope you can remember the mistakes of your past and not disappoint my expectations."

As Li Xuan’s Haotian Seal radiated countless layers of Immortal Talismans, they infused into the very depths of the massive shadow’s Yuanling.

The enormous spectral figure shrank with a ’bang,’ ultimately coalescing into a three-zhang-tall, imposing-looking general.

The fierce aura around him had been mostly washed away, and his whole being now radiated a golden light.

The man was initially dazed, but a moment later, upon realizing what had transpired, he immediately knelt: "Your servant Qiu Fu, pays homage to the Xuanhuang Emperor! I am willing to die for Your Majesty in gratitude for the Divine Enthronement bestowed upon me."

"Pioneer Divine General, please rise!"

Li Xuan looked at Qiu Fu, a hint of barely noticeable regret in his eyes.

Qiu Fu, in his prime, was Emperor Taizong’s most formidable general, sweeping across lands, invincible.

According to rumors, this man had reached the Martial Law and awakened the Rule of Extreme Heaven.

Qiu Fu’s martial talent was on par with Lan Yu’s, but while Lan Yu died young, Qiu Fu lived beyond two hundred years, taking his Martial Law to another level.

Regrettably, he had passed away too long ago, a full two hundred years, dispersing part of his True Spirit.

Otherwise, his Primordial Spirit would have been sufficient to attain the heavenly level and the honor of Marshal.

Qiu Fu at this time could only be conferred the position of a first-class Divine General.

However, within the First Emperor’s Seal, such a martially endowed character at the God Realm was enough to suppress a domain.

Even if in the future the heavenly realm was truly established, Qiu Fu’s martial prowess wouldn’t fall behind.

Li Xuan then lightly waved his robe sleeve, releasing countless ghosts from within.

Some of them originated from the Jin soldiers of Podi Mountain, and others Li Xuan had gleaned from various ancient battlefields throughout MoBei since the northern campaign began.

There were about seven thousand or so in number, their levels ranging mostly from the fourth house level to the sixth. The quality was exceptionally high. Among them, about a thousand fearsome ghostly spirits were actually between the seventh and the twelfth levels.

The MoBei grasslands were vast and sparsely populated, lacking population density and therefore sources of Karma.

Hence, it was difficult for ancient battlefields around the region to be preserved.

Those that had endured until now were powerful war spirits, either having notable martial prowess while alive or possessing extremely strong psychic essence.

Besides, there were over a dozen heavenly-level souls who died in battle in MoBei. Some were Jin People, some were great generals of the past from Meng Wu.

Li Xuan had been collecting them gradually to fill the ranks of generals in the middle tier of the Heavenly Court.

These souls were another gain for Li Xuan in his northern campaign against Meng Wu.

This time, Li Xuan did not individually bestow titles; he simply drafted a decree, and with the divine seal’s zhenya, transformed these seven thousand battle spirits all at once into heavenly soldiers.

Meanwhile, Li Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly.

He discovered that his Divine Power had been nearly depleted, just a hairbreadth from falling into a deficit.

His grants this time were substantial: the ennoblement of more than ten Divine Generals and as many as seven thousand heavenly soldiers was somewhat risky.

But Li Xuan had his confidence. From February of this year, as migrants gradually gained a foothold in Liaodong, his divine power of belief began to grow day by day.

The more than two million migrants over there had almost all come under his control. Aside from the ’Great Emperor of the Highest Heaven Miluo’, there was no other belief.

By April of this year, as the first crop of sweet potatoes and the second crop of potatoes were harvested, in the Jin Dynasty’s north and south Zhili, countless people erected longevity placards for him.

Some even built private shrines to offer incense and sacrifices.

The divine power of belief that Li Xuan would gather in the future would only increase, so a temporary depletion was not a major concern.

As the seven thousand heavenly soldiers were successively molded into divine forms, bowing toward the direction of Tianxingtai, Li Xuan again gave a command, "Don armor!"

These heavenly soldiers and generals instantly transformed into strands of spiritual light and merged into the neatly arrayed ’Black Gold Divine Armor’ behind them.

These overall dark gold-colored, two-zhang-tall massive armors all came to life.

They seemed to be filled with flesh and blood as all the runes on their bodies were activated. The eye areas on the faceplates revealed a cold and eerie light.

At a farther distance, there were even more heavenly soldiers and generals clad in ’Black Gold Divine Armor’ lined up, totaling slightly over twenty-six thousand.

Twenty-three thousand of them were directly under Li Xuan’s command, the remaining three thousand were living beings, ’Divine Army of Zhongliu’ from Master Zhongliu.