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Chapter 298 - 53: Unifying the Human World, The Human Emperor Banner Emerges!

Chapter 298: Chapter 53: Unifying the Human World, The Human Emperor Banner Emerges!

Seven days later.

In the north of the human world, across the millions of miles long Shangqing Mountain Range, in front of Yuyang Mountain.

The ancient war chariot hovered in the sky, its light shining brighter than the sun and moon.

A Feather-robed Taoist, with an air of profound Tao enveloping him, held a jade box in both hands, standing at the peak of Yuyang Mountain.

"Your Majesty, the Shangqing Sect wishes to surrender, as the former dynasty’s remnant has been executed."

Crack!

The jade box opened, revealing the head of a young man, his eyes carrying a dim golden glow.

"The former sect leader was a rebel against the sect; he has been stripped from the Shangqing Sect. I hope for Your Majesty’s wise judgment."

"Sect child Chen Xian, as well as many disciples, also went to the human world to save the dying and help the injured, doing their utmost to quell the chaos of war."

"I hope Your Majesty can forgive the legacy of the Taoist Sovereign."

The Feather-robed Taoist, holding the jade box, bowed deeply.

With each word spoken, his body bent a bit further.

"Are you done?"

From several miles away, Liang Hui withdrew his gaze from the ghosts’ Qi in his palm and looked down at the Taoist, as if high and distant, like an indifferent deity:

"Then, die!"

A gentle exhalation, merely four words.

Heaven and earth turned in response, infinite might erupted, creating winds of world-ending force.

Wherever they passed, mountains crumbled, trees turned to ash.

The Feather-robed Taoist’s expression didn’t even have a chance to change before he was swept away by the wind!

Along with Yuyang Mountain, all vanished into smoke and dust.

"Qingcang!!!"

Within the Shangqing Mountain Range, a young Taoist arrived walking on air, bringing with him the might of a million miles of mountains, rolling towards him: "My fellow brother wished to surrender, the sect wished to surrender, yet you still insist on total extermination? Then let it be to the death!"

Boom!

The sound of chanting echoed from within the mountains, resonating in the heavens and earth, as countless Taoists sat upon the land, streams of flowing light mingled with rocks shot into the sky.

In an instant, a hazy Taoist apparition stood above the earth, with the vast starry sky above its head, extending a hand toward the war chariot.

Amidst the writhing divine light, Liang Hui’s expression remained indifferent, watching as the all-encompassing palm grasped at the chariot.

His hand reached out, gripping the cyan-gold flagpole.

"To the death?"

A gentle push on the long banner, and the donkey pulling the chariot exploded instantaneously, with its flesh, bones, and soul all absorbed into the Green Banner.

In an instant, the Green Banner billowed out with the wind, covering the Vault of Heaven like a colossal column laid across the sky. With just a press, the apparition was shattered, myriad streams of light mixed with a cascade of blood scattering down from the skies.

Liang Hui lifted the Green Banner, gazing down at the blood-drenched mountains, his eyes like the starry skies, like an ocean:

"You dare? Not even the Taoist Sovereign would suffice!"

Murmurs followed.

Upon the earth, amidst the mountains, blood ascended, Remnant Souls wailed, turning into a two-colored sea rushing towards the Green Banner.

The patterns on the banner grew more mysterious and brilliant, now tinged with specks of blood.

With the wind’s movement, it cast a vast expanse of azure brilliance.

His gaze retreated from the land below, looking at the increasingly fantastical Green Banner.

He saw the vast, ocean-like blood and Remnant Souls; he also saw endless Power of Faith, the sacred and the ominous, wails and prayers intertwining, merging into one another.

"A grand opportunity, it seems it shall be gifted to you."

The Green Banner trembled, its fabric covering the young man’s arm, gently rubbing against it, filled with affection and yearning.

The youth willed it, and the Green Banner returned to its original form.

Liang Hui stood up, stepping forward, one hand on the chariot’s railing, looking at the ravaged earth and the few faint signs of life.

"Let’s go, Niu’er."

Jin Niu didn’t hesitate and stepped forward, pulling the war chariot, vanishing into the horizon.

Three days passed.

With the submission of Golden Maple Temple, all forces in the human world were incorporated into the Divine Dynasty.

A realm that had been fragmented for four years was unified once again within a mere month.

All beings were shaken, whether they were common folk or practitioners of the Way, they all felt a sense of unreality.

One month, short for mortals and cultivators alike.

Yet the human world had undergone earth-shattering changes, everything had been overthrown, rebuilt anew.

...

The Divine Dynasty’s capital, formerly known as Wuzai City, now called Divine Capital.

The once-small city had long been razed and reconstructed.

Groups of palaces stretched for thousands of miles without end, towering gateways reached into the cloud sea, as tall as the sun and moon, as vast as mountains and rivers.

Above them, spiritual light coursed through like substance, covering every minute place.

This was the Divine Dynasty’s royal capital, forged from the essence of a whole realm. Although only a half-month had passed, it was enough to astound the world.

In a side hall, a meeting was being convened.

The host, the Divine Dynasty’s Prime Minister, Jeang Ce.

A big man in silver court robes stood at the center of the hall, his gaze sweeping over numerous Sect Leaders and centuries-old family heads.

With a single thought, these men could reduce him to ashes, but at this moment, they all listened respectfully to his discourse.

For these peerless powerhouses now had another identity, ministers of the Divine Dynasty, subordinate officials to the Prime Minister.

’Brother Chengdi, thank you for refusing the position of Prime Minister back then.’

This gratitude recurred countless times in Jeang Ce’s mind.

Each time he realized how he had come by his position as Prime Minister, he could not help but express his thanks again.

"Gentlemen, the Divine Dynasty is newly established, unifying the mountains and rivers."

"Decree: Those who oppress the commoners will be enslaved, murderers will pay with their lives, no exceptions, no special cases."

"Decree: His Majesty shall be称 as the Human Emperor, his banner as the Human Emperor Banner, proclaiming to all under heaven, for all to worship."

...

A series of decrees that appeared extremely harsh to cultivators were promulgated throughout the Divine Dynasty, reverberating across the land.

All beings rejoiced and prostrated themselves, waves upon waves of the power of faith continuously poured into the Divine Court.

Within the Divine Capital, in the main hall,

Liang Hui sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the Green Banner submerged in faith, or rather, the Human Emperor Banner, his face wearing a smile.

He was merely a blood droplet transformed from his original body, possessing a third of his original strength, which was already the limit.

For further strength enhancement, apart from waiting for the original body to break through, one could only rely on external forces.

And possessing a higher-level supreme treasure was undoubtedly the best choice, just like the Flowing Light Bell back then.

The Human Emperor Banner, gathering the most precious resources of this realm, had been crafted with the forging advantages of three worlds.

On a path of slaughter, it absorbed infinite Qi-Blood, Remnant Souls, and the power of faith, continually evolving.

Now that it had been established as a significant artifact of the Divine Dynasty, claiming a portion of the world’s fate, it was approaching a breakthrough limit.

This limit was one many magic artifacts, Taoist instruments, and supreme treasures might never break through in a lifetime.

But for Liang Hui, it was not difficult.

He reached into his bosom, and upon withdrawing his hand, a cup of clear water was presented.

Looking at the Human Emperor Banner bobbing in the power of faith, his mouth curled into a smile, slowly tipping the cup.

One drop!

Two drops!

Ten drops!

.....

Nearly half a cup of the Spiritual Qi Source was poured out by Liang Hui.

At that moment, the Green Banner’s spiritual glow surged dramatically, its surface fluttering slightly, and the vast ocean-like power of faith was swallowed up in an instant.

Then, the Human Emperor Banner leaped slightly and began to appear ethereal, as if diving into another dimension.

At the same time, Liang Hui’s thoughts also concentrated on the Green Banner.

In his perception, the Green Banner went against the network of spiritual energy, advancing constantly, penetrating deeper, passing through one spirit energy node after another.

It reached a vast expanse of nothingness, within which six platforms stood. Countless pieces of information, strands of spiritual light, and wisdom gathered there, dividing into six streams flowing towards the platforms.

Five of the platforms were already occupied.

With a thought from Liang Hui, he guided the Human Emperor Banner to ascend the remaining platform.