Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 440 - 255: Battle of the Two Kings · Slaying a King on This Ground, and Being Slayed on This Ground

Chen Qing stood in place, quietly waiting, quietly waiting for Ji Dang to reach the end of life.

At this moment, it wasn’t entirely impossible that Ji Dang was pretending to be dead to trick him into coming forward to deliver a final punch.

Now, Ji Dang had gained the ability to kill Chen Qing.

Unfortunately, Ji Dang, who had this ability, seemed to no longer have the time to kill Chen Qing.

Ji Dang lowered his head, feeling all the strength within him drifting away, his whole body gradually growing cold.

Already aged, with declining vitality and defeated Divine Soul, after his soul burned out, nothing would remain.

With his last ounce of strength, he lifted his head, "Taiyi, after I die, please cut off my head."

"I’d rather the annals of history record that I was slain by you and not died of old age."

Chen Qing nodded, "Alright!"

Ji Dang continued, "After I die, you must obtain the Six Dao Ghosts, obtain the Six Dao Ghosts without hindrance."

"That way, the world will know what a formidable opponent Ji Dang faced."

Chen Qing cautiously stepped forward, maintaining enough vigilance, "Alright!"

Ji Dang suddenly smiled, "By the way, Taiyi, you can’t directly learn my Fist Skills, because my soul is about to burn out."

"Hahaha!"

"However, you have seen with your own eyes how I broke through to the Grandmaster Realm, so you should be able to deduce how to cultivate, without losing the legacy."

After saying this, Ji Dang fell silent, then after three breaths, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, "Heaven!"

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Have you abandoned me?!"

Finished speaking, Ji Dang’s head drooped down, never to rise again.

Chen Qing stood quietly in the wind and snow, and both the Dragon Cavalry and Shen Sha Army stopped their confrontation, each silently watching this scene.

Ji Dang finally comprehended how to kill Chen Qing, but he no longer had the time to do it.

Chen Qing stood in place for three full hours to ensure that Ji Dang had no more breath before stepping forward.

With a wave of his hand, the Geng Metal Sword, formed from his contracted first sword Gu, appeared.

Chen Qing swung the sword, beheading Ji Dang, who had already become an ice sculpture.

Ji Dang’s head hit the ground, and the remaining Shen Sha Army slowly stepped forward.

Chen Qing gave them a glance and took two steps back, seeing the remaining hundred members of the Shen Sha Army kneeling before Ji Dang, drawing their swords across their necks. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Our king is dead, there is no place for us in this world!"

"Our king is dead, there is no place for us to call home in this world!"

"Our king is dead, none in this world is worthy to lead us anymore!"

"We wish to follow our king in death!"

The man swung his sword, and slit his throat in front of Ji Dang’s standing corpse.

The sound of longswords slicing through necks ensued.

The entire Shen Sha Army all took their lives in front of Ji Dang’s corpse.

On December 8th of the 49th year of the East Emperor Era, a great snowfall.

The mighty Ancient Prince of Da Yan, Ji Dang, known for conquering the Death Realm and being undefeatable, perished on an unnamed snowy mountain in the far north.

The place was less than a thousand miles from where the Snow Wolf Lord had fallen.

He beheaded the king here, and he too was beheaded here.

The records state that Ji Dang entered the Spear Dao Grandmaster at twenty-four, and within two years became a Master of Fist Skills during the King Chasing Battle, with Martial Arts talent rare throughout history.

In the final battle, both Chen Qing and Ji Dang achieved Grandmaster status, and through a battle between Masters of Fist Skills, the final victor was determined.

This battle also opened a new chapter in the King Chasing Battle in the Death Realm.

This Death Realm was about to welcome its true ruler.

The new king who emerged from the three-year trial of life and death.

Chen Qing sat beside Ji Dang’s corpse, too weak to lift his hand, "Bury them."

After saying this, Chen Qing suddenly collapsed.

Only then did Xuan Mang realize that Chen Qing had almost succumbed to death earlier, but had held on just to intimidate the Shen Sha Army.

As he contemplated this, a cry arose beside him, "Lord Wen!"

"Lord Wen!"

"Lord Wen!"

"Lord Wen, do not depart from us!"

...

Three months later.

Wangbei City.

To the north of Wangbei City, Da Yan had scarcely stationed a large army recently, only leaving a garrison at the dock to scout for military intelligence and guard against enemy attacks.

After all, their greatest opponent now was Nanli, and if an enemy were to come, it would arise from the south.

Li Xiu sat atop the dock, idly gazing around, thinking that stationing troops here at this time was truly a waste of military strength.

Experts like him, who were about to break through to the second Martial Arts realm, the Dharma Eye Realm, should be sent to the Central Plains battlefield to earn more merits.

"In this godforsaken place, how could there possibly be enemies?"

As soon as he spoke, he suddenly heard soft hoofbeats, muffled with an inexplicable wailing.

"What the hell?"

Li Xiu expanded his senses, only for his Divine Thought to vanish instantly when it touched the direction of the sound, leaving no trace.

Straining his sight ahead, he suddenly spotted a large group of cavalry emerging from the wind and snow.

Each of these soldiers had little expression, appearing cold and stony.

Their armor was shattered, their clothes mere tattered rags.

It wasn’t until he discerned the banner this army carried that he was seized with panic.

For although the banner was tattered, and the pole was pieced together from white bones, it unmistakably bore the broken characters of Qingxu.

"Qingxu has returned, the ruler of Nanli has returned..."

"No, this is an enemy attack!"