Chapter 844: Chapter 82: The Three Corpses Emerge, the Bait Is Cast

Duncan no longer cared at all.

The people of this world, they could kill them as they pleased, ravage them as they wished.

But when the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord picked up the butcher’s knife and began the great reckoning, I hope they could bear the cost of it all. After all, when Duncan said he would send people into the endless hell to never reincarnate, he really could make them never reincarnate.

"Annihilate the Shangqing Clan."

"The Jade Emperor Daoist Monarch is their doing."

"These old Taoist priests couldn’t compete with the bald monks in missionary work, so they made up a Jade Emperor to try to replace the Haotian Emperor among the people."

"As a result, this Zhao Song Dynasty was so useless. Not long after they officially recognized the Jade Emperor, the Jingkang Shame occurred."

"I say."

The Three Corpses were yakking away all along the way. When he got to this point, he was full of arrogance and sneered at the Song Dynasty, saying, "We might as well just kill Zhao Kuangyin too."

"Anyway, you can take the enemy generals’ heads from within ten thousand troops."

"You’ve already killed Zhao Guangyi, kill Zhao Kuangyin too, and the Song Dynasty is done."

"Without the support of the dynasty’s destiny, those Taoist priests wouldn’t be able to enthrone the Jade Emperor, and perhaps this Huaxia Nine Provinces could be saved."

"By then, the Central Plains’ destiny won’t be lost."

"After you unify the world and establish the Great Ming, receiving the Celestial Destiny, with the stars illuminating the world."

"Talents like Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Fan Zhongyan, Yue Fei, Xin Qiji, when reborn, will all be your subjects. In less than a hundred years, with these talents emerging continuously, it will definitely be a dynasty like no other in history."

"Where the sun and moon shine, all are Huaxia."

At this point, the Three Corpses got excited, like an online warrior arguing with numerous scholars, clapped his hands, and said: "Yes, exactly."

"That’s right."

"To hell with Zhao Song, the first time Huaxia lost the world, it was this group of useless fools."

"Think of us, the dignified descendants of Yan and Huang, who once looked down on all heroes, when did we ever lose the world?"

"The Jingkang Shame, jumping into the sea at Yashan."

"The north lost for several hundred years. If it weren’t for the Ming Dynasty reclaiming it, I *****."

"I say, it’s that damn Jade Emperor who stole the destiny of the Central Plains. Otherwise, when was the Central Plains ever not suppressing the nomadic peoples?"

"So many talents emerged during the Song Dynasty era."

"How did it come to this point?"

Duncan listened with furrowed brows, glanced at the Three Corpses, and said: "Don’t forget the Five Barbarians’ Invasion of China."

"Nomadic peoples have a period of dominance in historical trends."

The Three Corpses still refused to concede, stubbornly saying: "So what? Didn’t the Great Han Dynasty still suppress the Xiongnu?"

"During the Three Kingdoms Era,"

"Any warlord could fight the nomadic peoples so hard that they didn’t dare to fart."

"Look again after the Jin Dynasty."

"Damn it."

"The descendants of Sima Yi were also a bunch of useless people. The Three Kingdoms exhausted all heroes, and the two Jins produced only rats!"

The Three Corpses got especially excited when talking about history, cursing and belittling the era of the Five Barbarians’ Invasion of China, calling the Wei, Jin, Southern, and Northern Dynasties completely worthless. In his eyes, only a unified dynasty in the Central Plains was somewhat praiseworthy; apart from the Han and Tang, probably only the great Qin could excite him a bit.

Duncan couldn’t be bothered to reply. Historical trends see prosperity lead to decline, and the period of dominance of nomadic peoples in history was very frightening. The Han Dynasty’s battle with the Xiongnu also left them severely weakened.

"Didn’t you also make arrangements with the Qiyan tribe on the Mongolian steppe?"

"Might as well unify all the Mongol tribes in the name of the Eternal Heaven."

"Ride down into the Central Plains, heading south to capture the dragon."

"You could be Genghis Khan too, you know."

The Three Corpses said this with a commanding attitude, pointing north and said: "First eliminate the Liao State, then eliminate the Northern Song, from north to south, and then conquer the Western Regions."

"Go compete with the Arab Empire!"

"Let them know who is the King of Kings!"

"I think you’re just too softhearted. If you directly used the methods you used in the West, you would have killed them into submission long ago."

"Back then, you stood a cartwheel up to chop the Vandals."

"I’ve never seen you being so soft-hearted!"

The Three Corpses became excited again, blathering: "I say, forget standing the cartwheel, just lay it down flat to chop."

"When you eradicated the Vandals, it saved so much trouble."

"The Pope was scared to piss his pants."

The Three Corpses seemed to be reminiscing, looking like Xiang Yu holding a cup, completely indulging, muttering: "Why care about the life and death of others, when are you not undead?"

"Just kill to the end, kill whoever doesn’t obey."

"Who in the world can stop you?"

"If Xiang Yu wasn’t brainless, he could have beaten Liu Bang to shit."

"You have strength and brains."

"Why be soft-hearted?"

"Just kill them all, and that’s it."

Duncan had almost forgotten how juvenile he used to be. At this moment, he glanced at the Three Corpses beside him, couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, and sternly said: "Shut up."

"We’ve arrived at Gezao Mountain."

Upon hearing this, the Three Corpses shivered a bit, lowered his head, and said: "Oh."

He was Duncan’s past self, so he knew just how terrifying the current Duncan was, not to mention he possessed the aspect of the God of War and Slaughter.

A normal Three Corpses should be very jumpy, but he was very cowardly.

Yet apart from facing Duncan, the Three Corpses was extremely arrogant, shouting the loudest, talking about flattening the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and dragging out Celestial Master Zhang for a good beating.

The silhouette of the Ink Dragon descended from the sky.

The Three Corpses glanced at the dilapidated Taoist temple of Gezao Mountain, couldn’t help but express with surprise: "How did the Lingbao Sect fall into such a miserable state?"

Duncan said blandly: "Since the Tang of Li, no great masters have emerged from the Lingbao Sect."