Peace Order
Chapter 409 - 172: The World’s Pact!_2

Chapter 409: Chapter 172: The World’s Pact!_2

"The throne?!"

The Regent King burst into laughter, full of disdain as he said, "Such a thing can be picked up by any hero in just a bow or a nod. Why would I need that?!"

"I’ve returned!"

"It’s for my son!"

Chen Dingye clenched his fist, looking at the man of soaring spirit before him, like a nightmare, ah. How could such a hero, a man surpassing all in spirit and bravery—dreamt of night after night—return?!

The Regent King helped his son up and supported him onto his warhorse. Then he himself mounted, sitting atop such a steed with Chen Wenmian held in his embrace. The young Crown Prince asked, "...Where are we going?"

The Regent King said, "To conquer the world."

The warhorse moved its hooves as he lifted his gaze to the majestic Chen Country Imperial Palace and the officials of Chen Country, his palm still gripping the reins. His gaze swept over them, raising his riding crop and pointing one by one, saying:

"Aristocratic families, aristocrats, the royal family, bureaucrats. Chen Country may seem prosperous, but in reality, it is nothing but a rotten mess!"

"Any hero that stands amid this rotten mess will also rot away."

"I once attempted to change it, but I failed. Later, I realized—"

"Rather than be an emperor of this rotten flesh, why not start anew!"

"Overthrow this world! Shatter this Chen Country!"

"Liu Zhong, Xiao Wuliang."

As the Regent King called out two names, high-pitched voices responded:

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Your servant is here!"

Two Divine Generals with intense radiance swept through the place and then stood again behind the Regent King. One of them was Xiao Wuliang, ranked fifteenth on the Divine General List, wielding the Divine Weapon and carrying the Dharma Form of Kui Niu on his back.

The other was none other than Liu Zhong, Liu Mannu, the new general who expanded the Western Regions by three hundred square miles under the mentorship of Tantai Xianming. He now stood behind the Regent King, utterly submissive.

Chen Dingye bit his teeth: "...Tantai, Xianming!!!"

The Regent King looked at Chen Wenmian and said softly, "Child, where is your mother?"

"That Emperor doesn’t deserve such a good woman. I’ve battled my whole life, had wives, but they all left me in the wars. I’m just an old widower, yet I’m the only one in this world worthy of your mother!"

Chen Wenmian said in agony, "She... immolated herself."

The Regent King fell silent.

He looked at Gu Daohui, and said, "Xiao Wuliang."

The young Divine General stepped forward and said, "Your subordinate is here."

"Bring back Gu Daohui."

"A man of loyalty and righteousness should not suffer such humiliation."

"Yes!"

Xiao Wuliang, holding the Divine Weapon, with the Dharma Form of Kui Niu manifesting behind him, immense and overwhelming, charged forward unstoppable, appearing beside the suppressed Gu Daohui in a flash, only ten steps away from the Emperor, and then scattered the imperial guards and colonels.

He grabbed Gu Daohui and returned to the Regent King’s side.

Chen Dingye, holding the Emperor Sword, said, "Are you rebelling, Chen Fubi?!"

"Do you wish to destroy our ancestors’ legacy?!"

"If you come back, I’ll give you the Emperor’s throne, how about that?"

Despite his genuine words, Regent King Chen Fubi only laughed out loud: "I don’t want this rotten mess!"

"So what if Chen Country perishes?!"

The aged Wolf King raised his War Spear, saying:

"Chen Country can perish, but the world cannot!"

"Chen can perish, but the common people of the world must not!"

"Emperor! Great achievements are made at the spearhead, not through scheming. The so-called ruler should be splendid and just, haha, what of our ancestors’ legacy?!"

The old man laughed out loud, wild and uninhibited like a youth:

"One simply starts again."

"And takes back the mountains and rivers!"

"Such a heroic act, my ancestors could do it, why can’t I?!"

The imperial guard soldiers were shaken, yet a sense of fiery passion rose within them. The Regent King looked up at the officials, baring his teeth and saying, "Gentlemen, the next time I come, every one of you will be trampled under the hooves."

He had no Martial Arts, but his boldness still intimidated the hearts of many. The grand sacrifice was thus halted, but the time for the preset machinery had arrived, and the Mo School’s machinery naturally activated. At the center, the floor descended downward with the sound of mechanisms, and the solemn ritual object of Chen Country, previously kept in the Underground Palace, was raised up.

The ancestral plaques of the many ancestors of Chen Country were meant to ascend.

To come to the world of the living and enjoy the offerings of their descendants and the people.

But looking over, everyone’s expression solidified, standing at the highest point, the plaques of the ancestors of Chen Country fell down, vanished, and in their place rose new placards. People’s gaze shifted to see them.

[The spirit tablet of Li Wanli]!

[The spirit tablet of Su Changqing]!

[The spirit tablet of Zhuge Qingyun]!

...

One by one, they were the spirit tablets of the Taiping Duke, his wife, and the twenty-four generals, just like that, they brazenly appeared at the great Chen Country sacrifice, at the place of worship for Chen Dingye’s ancestors. The Emperor nearly bowed down there in shock and rage, almost spitting out blood.

It was as if the shadows of those days had once again appeared before his eyes!

Who?!!

Who did this?!

The national sacrifice to the ancestors of Chen Country became a national sacrifice to these, treacherous servants and rebels!

Gu Daohui, however, burst into laughter, laughed for a while, and then suddenly prostrated on the ground, sobbing bitterly.

The change of these plaques was enough to make people tremble in fear.

But another corpse made everyone lose their composure.

Chen Wenmian subsconsciously blurted out, his face deathly pale: