Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 352:

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Founding Emperor Yan looked directly at the young emperor in front of him:

"Now, compared to the first time I used a sword in the palace, the light has dimmed by almost half."

"The light on this sword represents the fate of the country. As the light dims, so does the fate of the country. Do you understand?"

Emperor Wuping nodded quickly.

"Therefore, our ancestors meant to say that in such important moments, the Human Emperor Sword should not be moved lightly, right?"

Founding Emperor Yan glanced at him lightly.

"No, you don’t understand."

"The Nine Immortal Gates have been wary of this sword, so they haven’t directly clashed with our Great Yan Imperial Court in recent months. But they have been inciting rebellions in various places in the Jiu Province, aiming to divide the Jiu Province, which has indeed been effective."

"This sword is the evidence."

Founding Emperor Yan stepped forward and grabbed the old ceremonial sword.

"The so-called sword is ultimately not a symbol of national destiny, but a weapon, a tool for killing!"

"If the blade remains hidden for too long, the sharpness of the sword may weaken over time."

Founding Emperor Yan lowered his head to look at the sword.

Emperor Yonghe, in the past, also held the Human Emperor Sword, but he never used it until the end, treating the sword only as a symbol.

But he is different.

"Retreat one step, then retreat step by step – when will it end?"

The Emperor Yan pulled out his sword, took two steps out of the Imperial Study, and looked up at the sky with a fiery gaze.

"Child, today our ancestors will teach you another lesson!"

Young Emperor Wuping instinctively held his breath.

He saw Emperor Yan holding the sword, emitting a bright golden energy that seemed to be tangible, swirling around the blade.

"A member of the Qiao family died in Linhe City in Southwest Province, protecting the city from a disaster caused by inhuman beings."

"Linhe City is still under the control of our Great Yan Imperial Court, not taken over by rebel forces or destroyed by inhuman beings."

"Now that the inhuman beings have returned, how can I stand by and watch my people die?"

Emperor Yan raised his sword to the sky and thundered, "All under heaven belongs to the king!"

In an instant, the sword transformed into a dazzling column of golden light, thrown forcefully by Emperor Yan into the sky, turning into a fleeting golden meteor, swiftly disappearing beyond the horizon.

Emperor Wuping slightly widened his eyes.

"Could it be that this sword is being sent to Linhe City in Southwest Province by our ancestors?"

It’s more than a thousand miles from the Imperial Capital of Zhong Province to Linhe City in Southwest Province.

Even if Founding Emperor Yan’s martial arts have greatly improved, he still cannot simply rely on his inner strength to send a sword over thousands of miles.

This is not something Founding Emperor Yan can achieve, Emperor Wuping thought that even a great cultivator might not be able to do it…

"Is this the way to use the Human Emperor Sword? By consuming the national luck, he achieved such extraordinary things." Emperor Wuping recalled Founding Emperor Yan’s words just now.

Under the heavens, there is no land that is not the king’s.

This is not just reasoning, but also teaching the method of using the Human Emperor Sword.

The Human Emperor Sword is the national treasure of the Great Yan Imperial Court, closely connected to the dynasty’s fortune.

So this sword can fly thousands of miles by consuming the national destiny, crossing over to the other end of the country?

Thinking about this, young Emperor Wuping felt a shiver in his heart.

"To consume the national destiny just to cross thousands of miles to get the sword, is he trying to take the life of the Immortal Sect Leader?"

"But isn’t this gamble too bold?" Emperor Wuping couldn’t help but exclaim.

The current Great Yan Imperial Court is able to survive, not completely falling apart, all thanks to the Human Emperor Sword.

Now that the Human Emperor Sword has been sent out, how will they protect the foundation of the dynasty?

Both the wielders of the Human Emperor Sword, Emperor Yonghe and the Founding Emperor Yan have very different styles.

The Human Emperor Sword awakened in the hands of the former, but has never been drawn when the national destiny was full.

Now in the hands of the Founding Emperor Yan, the Human Emperor Sword’s national destiny is less than fifty percent, yet he is able to make such a bold gamble.

What Emperor Wuping found hard to understand was…

Even if Emperor Wuping decided to take a big risk, the Human Emperor Sword—a crucial factor related to his life and the dynasty’s foundation—should be kept firmly in his own hands.

Even if taking a risk, the best gamble would be for Founding Emperor Yan to hold onto the Human Emperor Sword and confront the Immortal Gate cultivator in battle, rather than placing his bet on a Qiao family member thousands of miles away whom he has never met.

"A big risk?" Founding Emperor Yan shook his head upon hearing this:

"That reason alone is not enough."

He then said seriously:

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"As the ruler of the land, one must be a loyal subject."

Founding Emperor Yan looked towards the direction where the Human Emperor Sword had disappeared and said slowly:

"Before I became emperor, that sword was not known as the Emperor’s Sword. Its true name is the Human Emperor Sword, and people also call me the Human Emperor."

Founding Emperor Yan focused and softly said, "Without extraordinary ambition, how can one become an emperor?"

"Without the capacity to tolerate others, how can one be called a king?"

Emperor Wuping was shaken.

He understood the meaning behind Founding Emperor Yan’s words.

Even though Founding Emperor Yan was once defeated by the Qiao family Qiao Jin, he still saw himself as an emperor and the Qiao family members as his subjects.

Sending a sword a thousand miles away was not a mere bold gamble, treating the rise and fall of the dynasty as a wager placed on a stranger like Qiao family member.

Instead, he viewed Qiao Jin, Qiao Pianxin, and others as his subjects, letting them fight on behalf of the emperor…

Young Emperor Wuping gazed at Founding Emperor Yan, then couldn’t help but turn around to glance at the portrait of Founding Emperor Yan on the wall of the Imperial Study.

They were exactly alike, like two peas in a pod.

The descendants of Founding Emperor Yan, such as Emperor Wuping or Emperor Yonghe, always remember the stories well.

Three hundred years ago, when Founding Emperor Yan rose up, he faced a million soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, while only a few hundred militia followed him in the uprising…

The difference between the two sides was huge, making it almost impossible to overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, future generations say that the Founding Emperor Yan risked everything back then, relying on countless battles to establish a vast empire.

These events happened three hundred years ago, so Emperor Wuping only considered them as stories to listen to, with little real understanding.

But now, he truly felt the courage and greatness of the Founding Emperor Yan.

"He really is a figure that stepped out of the paintings." Emperor Wuping looked at the portrait in the Imperial Study, thinking this to himself.

The Human Emperor Sword traveled thousands of miles through the air, heading towards Linhe City in the Southwest Province, and this was just the beginning.

How much national strength would be needed to use the Human Emperor Sword against the Immortal Sect Leader and the Soul Changing Taoist Lord?

If the power of that sword runs out, even if Immortal Sect Leader is defeated, what good would it do? After all, Immortal Gate has a total of nine of them… Then how will Great Yan Imperial Court deal with it?

However, Founding Emperor Yan made the decision swiftly.

"The founding emperor in the early years of the dynasty.." Young Emperor Wuping suddenly felt a yearning, "I wish I could have lived in the same era as our ancestors, to see how the Great Yan Imperial Court flourished during its peak…"

……………………….

Inside the Imperial Capital, there is a mortal Daoist temple belonging to the Great Dao Sect.

Guarding this place and dealing with mundane matters is Nascent Soul Elder Qingyi of the Great Dao Sect.

At this moment, Qingyi raised her head and looked at the fleeting radiant golden sword in the sky.

"Strange," Elder Qingyi frowned.

This sword, leaving through space, is not simply fast, but is under a strange influence that even Elder Qingyi cannot understand.

"It’s not magic from immortals, definitely not martial arts of regular people… Could it be the Human Emperor Sword?" Elder Qingyi thought to herself.

He never even thought about stopping it.

Firstly, trying to stop it physically might not work.

Secondly… why stop it?

"He went towards the southwest, that’s none of my concern. Looks like it’s not the concern of my Great Dao Sect either," Elder Qingyi felt a rare moment of relief.

The Great Dao Sect has always been cautious about the Human Emperor Sword, a weapon symbolizing the country’s fate.

Now, it seems their caution may have been right after all…

If he had never seen the Human Emperor Sword in all its shining glory before, Elder Qingyi might have taken advantage of this opportunity to send Taoist soldiers to attack the palace.

But now he thought… waiting a bit longer wouldn’t hurt.

"The Human Emperor Sword left the Imperial Capital and flew towards the southwest." Elder Qingyi thought:

"For safety, let’s wait and see. It’s not too late to see after the dust settles."

…………………………………

Southwest Province, Linhe City.

Amidst the furious beastly roar, clouds converged into the shape of a lion’s head, opening its mouth to swallow Linhe City below.

Shadows instantly covered the sky and earth, plunging the entire city into darkness, turning day into night in an instant.

In the brief moment when shadows covered the sky and earth, a bright silver sword light flickered and disappeared, cutting through the sky like thunder.

Qiao Mu gripped the King Qin Sword, thrusting it to poke a huge hole in the clouds covering the sky.

The Yunxiao Sect Leader remained cold-eyed, expressionless, simply waving a big sleeve.

The five vines in the cuff stretched in the wind, turning into five long whips that were a kilometer long.

Amidst the sharp howling of the wind, Qiao Mu, who had just swung his sword, was whipped away by the long vine whip.

The vine whip continued to grow rapidly, turning into five green giant pillars that plunged into the ground.

The ground of Linhe City kept shaking, resembling the rolling of ocean waves from time to time.

"Follow me, attack!"

Seeing Qiao Mu being knocked away, Hai Siyuan led three hundred soldiers to charge forward quickly, their swords gleaming with a cold light, and fierce energy bursting forth.

"Even if there are thousands of grains of rice, they cannot compare to the brilliance of the bright moon."

Yunxiao Sect Leader extended his hand, reaching out from a distance.

Plop plop plop plop plop!

The ground moved like ocean waves, with thick vines bursting from the earth and almost flipping the entire ground over.

The soldiers had just raised their swords when the ground beneath their feet began to ripple, making many of them almost stumble.

More vines rose like tall walls in front of them, blocking the sharp sword energy.

In just a moment, Linhe City was covered in lush greenery, with vines piercing through and toppling buildings.

The leader of Yunxiao Sect looked down at the battlefield coldly.

Suddenly, he reached out and made a gesture behind him.

At the same time, Jingwei Bird Qing Li swooped down like a sharp arrow, its beak piercing through the air with a sharp whistle, aiming directly at the back of Yunxiao Sect Leader.

However, at that moment, five vines swiftly grew from the sect leader’s sleeve, weaving into a giant net that trapped the Jingwei Bird, rendering it unable to move.

"Oh, that little Jingwei?" Yunxiao Sect Leader showed a hint of regret on his face.

The guarding technique of Yunxiao Sect is truly wonderful. Even in the world today, they can still manage to cultivate rare creatures like the Sky Piercing Water Spirit and the ancestral Jingwei Bird.

However…

"The divine bird is great, but unfortunately, it cannot be used by me." The leader of Yunxiao Sect moved his fingers slightly, and the vine-like giant net quickly tightened, binding the Jingwei Bird Qing Li into a ball.

The Jingwei Bird is a spirit created out of obsession, very difficult to tame… but as a blood source for the Sky Piercing Water Spirit, they are a perfect match.

Although he hasn’t captured the Sky Piercing Water Spirit yet, capturing it is just a matter of time.

"Using it as food may seem wasteful, but it is also a solution."

The leader of Yunxiao Sect looked down at the city below his feet.

"Next… it’s time to gather the net."

He stretched out his five fingers, slowly closing his palm into a fist.

The whole Linhe City shook as more and more vines burst out of the ground, almost engulfing the entire city.

Buildings collapsed, and people wailed among the falling debris. The formation of the veteran soldiers fell apart, and the whole Linhe City changed completely.

The Yunxiao Sect Leader looked down at Qiao Mu below.

"Blinded by their own strength, do ordinary martial artists realize their own weaknesses?" the Sect Leader said.

"The path of immortality is the only true path in this world," said the Yunxiao Sect Leader calmly.

"After achieving immortality, one can cultivate various martial arts over the long years and train different spiritual beasts…"

"You are right," Qiao Mu nodded earnestly.

But at that moment, he did not even glance at the Yunxiao Sect Leader, instead, he gazed at the sky in the northwest.

At that moment,

He suddenly felt something in his heart and heard a voice coming from a distant place, transmitted by a network of Spirit Refining martial artists…

This voice is from the Zhong Province Imperial Capital!

He looked up.

In the northwest direction of Zhong Province, where the sky meets the clouds, a faint golden light appeared, like the rising sun.

At that moment, the Yunxiao Sect Leader also turned his head and looked over, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

He reached out his hand, with his fingers slightly moving.

Five vines once again emerged from his sleeve, transforming into a thousand-meter-long whip that shot up into the sky, lashing towards the faint golden light.

However, as the whip approached, it struck empty space, passing through the faint golden shadow.

"Huh?" Even the Yunxiao Sect Leader was surprised at this moment.

For so long, this was the first time he couldn’t stop something from happening that was out of his control.

"What is it?"

A faint golden sword-shaped beam of light broke through countless obstacles, heading straight for Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu felt something, leapt up, and caught the golden light in his hand.

The faint golden glow faded slightly, revealing an ancient-looking long sword.

"This sword…." Qiao Mu bowed his head, gently stroking the sword’s blade.

He had seen this sword several times before, the earliest time being at the Xuantian Sect in Nan Province, when the Human Emperor Sword awoke and manifested its destiny.

Its name… is Human Emperor Sword.