A rebellious army was about to reach the Imperial City.
Wang Sheng was actually somewhat surprised when he heard the news. His first thought was who was behind this Rebellion Army, pushing the waves and adding to the momentum.
A broken ship still has three thousand nails; even though the royal family no longer had any powerful figures, it was not an army that could be easily defeated by any rebellion.
After all, this world had Military Formations and martial arts powerhouses.
And these things are usually held in the hands of major forces, which ordinary people have great difficulty accessing. Without these things, there’s no point in even talking about rebellion.
The foundation of an ordinary rebellion army is completely incomparable to those major forces.
This was very desperate for the common people, but it was an unavoidable fact.
Just like the previous Rebellion Army that fought its way to the Imperial City, it had been one of the nine major forces, the Wen Palace, pushing from behind, so they could contend with the royal family.
So what about now?
According to the messages received, the remnants of the royal family’s foundations were no match for the Rebellion Army, which was retreating in defeat.
“Who’s really behind all this? Or is it actually that one-in-a-million chance?”
In times of chaos, anything is possible.
So it might also be possible that some ordinary people without any background had unexpectedly gained an opportunity to rebel.
“I wonder how long the Imperial City’s royal family can hold on?”
Wang Sheng had never before so hoped that the royal family could last a little longer.
But with the overwhelming momentum of the Rebellion Army, it seemed the royal family’s life was not going to last much longer.
“Better hurry up and cultivate; I hope there’s enough time!”
Although he saw that the Imperial City was about to fall, he still steadied himself. Books were indeed very important, but compared to books, cultivation was even more critical.
Wang Sheng immersed himself in cultivation once again.
Meanwhile, in Zhongzhou, thousands of miles away from the Imperial City, a massive army was gathering.
No one dared to ignore their aura; this was a true veteran army.
And the name of the army was—the Beggar’s Army.
They had formed for the sole purpose of survival, which was their initial aim.
But as the army grew larger and occupied more territories, some people’s intentions changed.
Who didn’t want to climb to that position?
But before attacking the Imperial City, the situation changed.
Tonight, several groups met secretly in the dark.
“It’s about time. We should withdraw now. At the final downfall of the Great Zhou, there shouldn’t be any traces of us.”
“The strength of the Imperial City’s royal family has been almost depleted, leaving only a few Grandmasters left. The Beggar’s Army can handle this on their own.”
“If we all leave, will that draw attention and trigger unforeseen events?”
“No, it’s just a few of us. It won’t have much impact. Zhong Hong is blinded by wealth and won’t notice.”
Zhong Hong, the current leader of the Beggar’s Army.
“Then let’s retreat!”
This group decided to retreat, feeling that their absence wouldn’t affect the overall situation.
But what they didn’t anticipate was that they weren’t the only ones harboring such thoughts—four other groups did as well.
As a result, the next day, the leader of the Beggar’s Army, Zhong Hong, discovered that several army commanders had inexplicably disappeared.
Tens of thousands of the Beggar’s Army, the majority of the army, lost their strongest Grandmaster level commanders and became like headless flies.
Upon receiving the news, Zhong Hong’s face darkened.
He knew that there were forces behind his Beggar’s Army, but he had never cared, as long as he could achieve his goal, no matter who the backer was.
But he never anticipated that eighty percent of the Grandmasters in the Beggar’s Army were actually planted by other forces.
“Send orders, have the vice-commanders take over as commanders…”
No matter what, it was too late to back out now; they could only push forward.
The Beggar’s Army wasn’t just leading troops; behind them were countless common people.
Once they backed down, the first to tear them apart would be those very people.
The moment the Beggar’s Army was founded, it was destined to have no way out.
But with so many Grandmaster level commanders gone, the Beggar’s Army’s combat power had greatly diminished, the Military Formations couldn’t unleash their full power, and they were surprisingly held at bay by the dying royal family five hundred miles from the Imperial City, unable to advance an inch.
The Beggar’s Army, which seemed unstoppable, was blocked, something no one had expected.
Subsequently, the news of the disappearance of the Grandmaster level commanders spread.
Wang Sheng learned of these events a week later.
He didn’t know how to describe the situation; under these circumstances, it seemed like the backers of the Beggar’s Army had emerged.
All the Overlord level forces had played a role.
Overlord level forces all wanted the Great Zhou Dynasty to be completely extinguished, but none wanted to become the target of public criticism. The emergence of the Beggar’s Army had given them an opportunity.
Each force had sent their people, and there had been no secret coordination.
As a result, when it came time to retreat, they retreated together, leading to the rather awkward situation now at hand.
In the end, all the coincidences combined to create the current predicament.
Many forces probably understood this point by now.
But as long as nothing was fully exposed, it was not really a big problem.
The only issue was, with so many people withdrawing, it might not be that easy to take down the Imperial City.
This matter made the leaders of five Overlord level forces quite uncomfortable.
They had never anticipated such a coincidence.
“No need to send more people, the beggar’s army will win sooner or later, it’ll just be more difficult.”
With the current situation of the royal family, their influence has faded, and even after losing so many Grandmaster level strengths, the beggar’s army is still not weak; the royal family will not be a match for them.
Winning is just a matter of time.
The final battle has not yet arrived, they can wait.
And this situation, for Wang Sheng, was undoubtedly good news.
He didn’t have to worry about those books for the time being and could focus on enhancing his own strength.
…
Time passed once again, a bit more than a week.
The Refining Essence to Qi, the Refining stage, had reached its final phase.
Just one step away.
This step might trip up many people.
But for Wang Sheng, who had a progress bar, this wasn’t an issue at all, he could easily cross it.
At this moment, under the state of inner observation, the spirit light in his Dantian was dazzling, like the sun within his body, illuminating the entire Dantian.
This was the Great Medicine, as well as the spirit light of life; the stronger one’s strength, the stronger this spirit light.
Now the Great Medicine was about to be fully formed, countless powers seemed to be on the verge of dispersing, filling Wang Sheng’s entire body.
This power was transforming his entire body.
This transformation was even more complete and comprehensive than the last evolution to Blood Qi like Dragon.
It could be called the evolution of the human body!
Swallowing a Golden Core, my fate is my own, not dictated by the heavens.
At this moment, the Great Medicine was the Golden Core.
However, because it had not yet been fully achieved, the real transformation had not yet come; but even so, Wang Sheng could clearly feel his lifespan slowly increasing.
“The next step is the most critical one!”
Without any hesitation, Wang Sheng devoted all his energy into the Inner Core Skill.
He didn’t know how long it had been when suddenly a profound feeling came over him, and Wang Sheng felt as if he had become one with everything.
Whether it was “Divine Thought,” Qi-Blood, or the body, everything was integrated.
Vaguely, he saw the Great Medicine within his Dantian.
This time, the Great Medicine was unlike any before, round and complete, yet never before so captivating.
It appeared ordinary, yet it gave off a breathtaking beauty, seeming to possess an all-encompassing power, the source of all forces.
Once the Great Medicine was achieved, all powers merged into one, consolidated within the body, naturally formed and everlasting.
The Dantian and Mud Pill Palace were now completely connected; there was no longer any obstruction on the path from the Dantian to the Mud Pill.
And at this moment, Wang Sheng’s transformation had just begun.
With the Great Medicine formed, under the illumination of the Great Medicine Spiritual Light, his body started to change.
The first to begin was naturally the power most deeply connected to the Great Medicine, Divine Thought and Qi Blood Power.
Originally, the Divine Thought needed to be amplified by the Qi Blood Power to exert its full strength, but now it was different.
They were one; Divine Thought could unleash its maximum power at any moment.
Qi Blood Power had also evolved into a more formidable force, as if life itself had evolved, fundamentally stronger.
Although every advancement brought improvements, this time it was more thorough and perfect.
This was an essential enhancement.
Then came the Blood Qi, the five viscera, and finally the entire body.
Under the illumination of the spiritual light of the Great Medicine, everything about Wang Sheng was being elevated, evolving.
Wang Sheng felt as if he were in a hot spring with the perfect temperature, not a single discomfort present.
However, even in such a state, his mind remained incredibly clear.
He could distinctly feel the changes in his body.
Regardless of denial, he understood that he was gradually stepping beyond the realm of ordinary humans in terms of his body.
This is Cultivation; the essence it brings is actually the evolution of life.
Making oneself stronger.
It was at this time that Wang Sheng felt as if he had tapped into the endless Dao and understood his path.
With the aid of the progress bar, he combined the world’s Qi Blood Martial Arts and Inner Core Skill, melding the strengths of both to carve out his own path—the Evolutionary Path of the Great Medicine.
He would seek immortality on this path.
This path was destined to be difficult, but with the help of the progress bar, he could avoid countless troubles.
Time passed slowly, the Divine Light still shining, and Wang Sheng continued to enhance himself under this light.
Soon, three days had passed.
All enhancements had come to an end, and Wang Sheng opened his eyes.
The instant he opened them, a flash of Divine Light seemed to burst forth.
But the Divine Light soon vanished.
Wang Sheng’s enhancement had proceeded without any surprises; the power of the fully formed Great Medicine returned to himself; controlling his power was trivial.
“So this is Perfect Refining, it feels good!”
He could clearly sense the changes within himself.
The increase in his strength was natural and not comparable to the past.
Above all, the most important was the enhancement of his lifespan!