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And that was the result after he had restrained his power; if he had used his full strength, Yue might not have been able to withstand it at all.
In fact, this was all still tolerable; from the beginning, Yue knew he couldn’t win, and if he lost, he simply lost.
The main reason Yue felt such fear was because of Qiankun.
Qiankun could control Yue for about five seconds; during that time, Yue could do nothing, he even felt as though his blood had stopped flowing.
Theoretically, Qiankun shouldn’t be able to control someone of the same level, but he found himself controlled all the same, and for as long as five seconds.
That sense of being completely out of one’s control is something that those who haven’t experienced it could never understand, and Wang Sheng’s Qiankun even seemed to bring a mental oppression.
That’s why he displayed such fear.
“Lord Wang Sheng, please never ask me to test Qiankun again!”
This was the first time Yue had made a request to Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng himself didn’t plan to use Yue to test Qiankun anymore either; it was also the first time he saw Yue in such a sorry state, and since Yue had helped him quite a bit, he felt somewhat guilty.
“You won’t be used to test Qiankun in the future.”
Qiankun wouldn’t be tested, but that didn’t necessarily apply to other things; it could only be said that Grandmaster Level fighters were indeed very useful.
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And just as Wang Sheng was testing his skills, at the Great Zhou Imperial City, in the Imperial Palace.
The ruler of Great Zhou, Zhou Tianyuan, was kneeling respectfully before someone.
The person he kneeled before was dressed simply, but upon closer inspection, one could see the understated luxury of the clothes.
His skin was slack, his hair white and hoary, and age spots had appeared on his face, possessing all the characteristics of an old man.
Yet Zhou Tianyuan, the Emperor who ruled over countless people of Great Zhou, did not dare show any disrespect in this person’s presence.
“Tianyuan, is everything ready?”
“Great Grandfather, all preparations are complete; we can leave at any moment…” Zhou Tianyuan’s voice carried sorrow, “Is there really no other way?”
“For over five hundred years, I have searched for various methods but still have not glimpsed a higher realm; perhaps Master of Destiny is the highest realm decreed by heaven!
Say no more, take what you can, do not destroy that which you cannot carry, and, what’s more, you should intentionally leave behind some precious things. Without giving those people some benefits, you will not be able to leave easily. Also, is the successor prepared?”
This person was the Master of Destiny of Great Zhou, Zhou Cang, also the founding Emperor of Great Zhou.
Faced with the question from his ancestor, Zhou Tianyuan dared not hide anything: “Great Grandfather, my Crown Prince, Zhou Qian, has already reached Grandmaster strength. Although he is far from the nine grandmasters, his life is not in danger.”
“There are no more than twenty grandmasters in the world; his life is indeed not in danger. Use the opportunity well to send people away, but if you insist on staying, I fear you will not be able to leave.”
“Great Grandfather, I have been mentally prepared.”
Zhou Tianyuan had long known his fate, which was most likely to die when the armies breached the city.
“Ah, you have suffered!”
“Great Grandfather, for the continuation of the Zhou Family, it doesn’t matter. Furthermore, I want to try to see if it’s truly impossible to defy the heavens and change fate!”
Though he knew his end, Zhou Tianyuan had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting for death.
“All the preparations have been made, and all the backup plans are in place. It’s time I help you one last time!”
Zhou Cang looked toward Zhou Tianyuan.
He had previously only pursued the great dao, thus neglecting the discipline within the royal family, and as a result, disorder had long appeared in the world.
Zhou Tianyuan was not the first Emperor of this generation; the Emperor was originally someone else. Much of the chaos in Great Zhou was caused by that Emperor and the ones before him; Zhou Tianyuan was merely the person he chose to take command in a crisis. Although Zhou Tianyuan was resourceful and bold, faced with a crumbling Great Zhou, he was powerless to turn the tide.
“Once more I ask, do you really not wish to leave with me?”
“I made my choice over twenty years ago, Great Grandfather!” Zhou Tianyuan had long made his decision.
“Good, then let’s go all out!”
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In the year 535 of the Great Zhou calendar, in July, Master of Destiny Zhou Cang emerged from seclusion, slaying the grandmasters of Spirit Sword Valley and Heavenly Saber City and leaving behind the words “Traitors and rebels deserve to die” before departing.
He then traveled to the deep mountains of Shuzhou, sundering a mountain with a single strike, his purpose unknown.
In August of the year 535 of the Great Zhou calendar, countless people of Great Zhou wept for no apparent reason, overcome with inexplicable sorrow, and some even died from excessive grief…
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