ticeable glint in his eyes.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Li Longchuan glanced at Jiang Wang, his expression a bit complex: "My elder sister said she also wants to p...Let's rewind five days.

In the ethereal realm of Tai Xu, within the Star River Pavilion, Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng sat facing each other.

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"Have you made a decision" Chongxuan asked, leaning back on his knees.

"I cannot bear to see innocent people lying dead in the fields."

I cannot hear, the voice of justice is silenced in darkness.

If no one lights a fire in the darkness, tonight will be eternal night.

If no one speaks up for this injustice, silence becomes complicity!

"In Qianyanzhen, I hold the authority to govern. It is therefore my duty and responsibility."

Jiang Wang also knelt with his knees, his spine straight as a sword: "Lord of Jiacheng City, I will surely kill you!"

The Xi family has been operating in Jiacheng for hundreds of years. You can't treat the head of the Xi family as an ordinary Tenglong Realm cultivator. The difficulty of killing him might be beyond your imagination.

But for this journey, ask nothing else.

Zhong Xuan Sheng fell silent for a moment, then asked: “Shall we have a match”

"No, thank you." Jiang Wang refused. "I don't want to let go of this breath."

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Zhong Xuansheng then understood that Jiang Wang's attitude was irreconcilable. He asked, "When do you plan to make your move"

"Wait until I finish what I'm doing now, and control the plague in Qingyang Town." Only at this moment did a hint of undeniable weariness seep into Jiang Wang's voice.

By then, he had been working nonstop for five days and five nights.

Looking at Jiang Wang's eyes, Chong Xuan Sheng finally said: "Go for it, I will hold the flag for you!"

Jiacheng, under the city walls of the inner city.

Xi Mu Nan pressed the city lord's seal of Jiacun, with a single command, the thunder of punishment arrived instantly.

Seven blooming fire lotuses were broken in succession, and the flower-eating serpent entwined with the vine snake crashed onto Jiang Wang's body.

To wield the power of one's domain, to have life and death in one's hands.

A posture of intimidation, a union of power with law—these are the very methods of the orthodox Legalist school.

Jiang Wang was inevitably enveloped by the thunder of tribulation.

The electric snake writhed, leaving a trail of charred remains.

And there was even a faint smell of meat.

He seemed to be dead. But his hand... was still tightly gripping his sword!

His likeness was like a piece of charcoal.

But he stood there, more like a sword that refused to bend.

Even if he were to die, even if he had already died!

One after another, he mobilized his domain power. The light on the City Lord's Seal in his hand dimmed. It would take a great deal of effort to accumulate it fully again. Xi Munan didn't have time to feel sorry for himself; he just stared intently at Jiang Wang.

With the help of domain power, this strike of the Heavenly Execution Thunder's might has far surpassed his own limits, almost comparable to a blow from an inner court expert.

Getting through this moment is the most important thing, even if it means offending the Heavy Xuan family!

Knock, knock...

He heard a very faint heartbeat.

... faint breathing.

The heartbeat began faint, gradually growing stronger, until finally it pounded like a drum.

That breathing sound began faint, gradually growing mighty, and finally the breath sounded like thunder!

Recalling the past, when Ji Xuan from the Imperial Court fought with Miaoyu, Jiang Wang only caught Miaoyu and received a negligible aftershock, yet he was already injured and vomiting blood. Now, however, he is directly struck by this Zhun Crime Thunderbolt.

The limited defense was shattered in an instant, he could even clearly perceive the process of life being annihilated. That feeling was very unpleasant. The sense of time stretched, that pain, drop by drop, flowing through him.

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Then.

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A force arose from the Heavenly Palace, born from the long-silent Nether Candle. It spread through limbs and bones, flowing into the blood.

This was originally used on Mioyu's fleshy soul return technique. Because the spirit candle resided for a long time, his body could completely withstand the White Bone Dao secret art.

Next, the phantoms of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise swirled around, disappearing into their skin.

The four spirits are complete, and the wood energy thrives.

Green wood qi arises from the liver and nourishes the five internal organs and six fu. It spreads from inside to outside.

At last, his heart pounded like a drum, and he breathed like thunder.

Charred skin sloughs off, revealing newborn skin like snow.

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It blooms like ashes scattering, without waiting for the spring wind, it already takes root!

Her newly grown black hair fell to her shoulders.

Jiang Wang stood up abruptly, his projectile reaching the horrified face of Xi Mu Nan in an instant.

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"Why couldn't this seal kill me"

Jiang Wang shouted loudly. One sword! Like mountains collapsing, rivers surging.

But it was Xi Mu Nan who blocked Chang Xiang Si with the seal of Jiacheng City Lord.

A hair's breadth of a crack, heard in Xi Muran's ears, was more deafening than thunder.

Because this city lord's seal is the gathering of Qi from the land of Jiacheng, it represents the aspirations of hundreds of thousands of people in Jiacheng.

It should be impregnable, unbreakable.

How could it crack

Xi Muran was a smart person, he could naturally think of the reason.

Yet, he refused to believe it!

"Listen," Jiang Wang's voice softened: "This is the sound of the people's hearts breaking, the sound of your Xi family's fortunes coming to an end. You treat the common people as grass, and they see you as their enemy!"

He parried with a sword, like a meteor streaking across the sky, leaving behind a fleeting trace. It illuminated Xi Mu Nan's eyes, wide with shock and anger.

"How is this possible!"

Xi Munan flipped his hand and summoned the vermilion-patterned flag, spreading it wide. Like a crimson wave, it engulfed Jiang Wang's sword strike.

"My family, the Xi clan, has been blessed by this land for centuries. The hearts and minds of the people are with us, and all eyes look to us! How could we possibly disperse because of a single incident You ignorant fools, you simpletons!"

The usually courteous lord of Jiacheng was starting to get flustered.

The loss of soldiers and generals is nothing to fear, nor is the outcome of a single battle truly important. But it was the shattering of the city lord's seal that made him understand what he had truly lost.

He abandoned the past of the Xi family and threw away the future of the Xi family.

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"You think your Xi family is the one supporting the hundreds of thousands of people in Jiacheng You're wrong!"

Jiang Wang was furious and drew his sword.

“The farmer cultivates his field, the artisan works his craft. Business travels between fields and villages, and scholars uphold justice with their words! This is the very foundation of Jiacheng’s prosperity. It is the people of this land who have nurtured your Xi family for hundreds of years!”

Gazing longingly, she drew the sword from the blood-red tide of the crimson flag unfurling like carp scales. Jiang Wang pressed forward relentlessly, her blade thrust straight towards...

The crowd surges like a raging sea, and the hatred in their hearts is as boundless as the ocean.

The water of a floating boat is also the water that capsizes a boat!

With a ripping sound, the red banner with the carp pattern tore.

The longsword continued forward, as if it had never been stopped.

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Xi Mu Nan shifted his position three times in an instant, but was forced back by the sword each time.

One's sword marks a person.

To capture the hearts of the people, one must first win over the city lord's heart.

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Jiang Wang retracted his long sword.

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Xi Munan spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering the crimson flag with points of red.

He covered his heart, but he couldn't cover the broken one.

Had it not been for the deception of the people, causing widespread suffering and loss of life, and causing the city lord's mansion to lose the hearts of its people. Using the City Lord Seal of Jiacheng to unleash a thunderous punishment strike was supposed to kill Jiang Wang instantly. Even with the miraculous technique of returning flesh and soul, and the powerful Four Spirit Tempering Body Art, it would have been futile in the end. There would be no such outcome as we see now.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled a saying.

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That was what he had said to his proud son when he warned him.

“If your eyes can only see three feet in front of you, it's better not to look. If your ears can only hear within a wall, it's better not to listen. Dong Wanggu's "observe, inquire, and examine" has turned you into a blind, deaf, and foolish person who only believes what little you understand!”

"Haven't I too... used everything I have seen, heard, and experienced to block out every imaginable future" he thought.

The city lord's seal of Jiacheng fell from his hand and landed on the stone bricks of the city wall, shattering into pieces. Countless faint lights scattered and spread throughout the territory of Jiacheng City.

It is just about restoring family fortune by returning to the city.

To the red flag, we offer our blood!

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