Wang Sheng even recited a few lines of the Spiritual Song, not many, just a few phrases. He still very much appreciated such a ruthless person as the young emperor, so he paid his respects briefly.
Not long after, all the soil was covered, and a grave was formed.
“You never wanted to be the emperor, yet you ended up as the last one. The fate of the nation disintegrated before you; it seems you personally saw it off…”
Wang Sheng rambled a bit, offering some consolation to the young emperor.
He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but after he had buried the young emperor, he felt as if he had buried not just him but something more significant.
Unknowingly, his eyes turned towards the Imperial City.
He seemed to see something fading away, dissipating—a scene Wang Sheng had witnessed before when Mo Yang received some boon after rescuing three counties.
Only now, it was moving away, disappearing into the void.
“Did I just bury an entire dynasty?”
The young emperor was the last emperor of the Great Zhou. By burying him, it was as though he had buried the entire dynasty.
At that moment, a dark aura burst toward the sky from within the Imperial City, then rushed at high speed toward his location.
During its flight, the dark aura transformed into a black Evil Dragon.
The black Evil Dragon radiated intense malice and hatred.
Wang Sheng could distinctly feel this malice and hatred aiming right at him, seeking to devour him, to take him away.
“Hmph!”
Thinking about his guess that he had buried a dynasty, Wang Sheng somewhat figured out what was happening.
“Did the Qi Fortune True Dragon perish, turning its last bit of malice into this Evil Dragon?”
Wang Sheng was not afraid in the slightest.
The dynasty was, in fact, already extinct, this Evil Dragon was merely bluster, menacing in appearance only.
A top Great Grandmaster could deal with it at some cost, let alone him; to him, it was just a minor nuisance.
“Since it’s destroyed, don’t come out and cause trouble.”
He did not hesitate at all and immediately unleashed his power.
Dragon Strike!
A dragon-like Blood Qi soared into the sky, completely overpowering the Evil Dragon’s black smoke in momentum, slowing down every action of the Evil Dragon.
However, the Evil Dragon did not stop. It lacked any intelligence and was attacking purely out of instinct.
Roar!
Wang Sheng’s Qi-Blood erupted, suspended in the air.
It was nighttime, yet the surrounding area was illuminated by the shining Blood Qi, which even affected the Imperial City.
The oppressive and desperate atmosphere of the Imperial City was momentarily dispersed.
Numerous people stepped out of their homes, looking towards the place where “the sunrise” appeared.
“What is that, it feels so warm.”
“Is it the Savior?”
The power of Blood Qi is the most pure and fundamental force for the Human Race. As long as Wang Sheng did not target them specifically, the Human Race would only feel affinity for this force.
In fact, most cultivation systems initially relate to Blood Qi.
All the people of the Imperial City felt extreme warmth from the power Wang Sheng emitted, almost as if it could dispel all their fears.
But—
Boom!
The power of the Blood Qi collided with the Evil Dragon, sending endless shockwaves spreading out, displaying terrifying force mid-air.
Light!
Endless light seemed to turn the night into day, transforming the scene in an instant.
People living in the Imperial City, even ordinary ones, were aware; seeing this spectacle, many understood that titans were clashing.
They felt somewhat fearful.
The clashes of titans did not concern themselves with the lives of ordinary people.
Now without any powerful protector in the Imperial City, if the titans affected the city, they had no power to resist.
At this moment, countless people hoped that the difference in strength between the two sides was great, to quickly resolve the battle.
They did not expect it to be true.
The Evil Dragon simply could not affect Wang Sheng in any way.
“Dragon Strike!”
Wang Sheng internally uttered a command, and the Black Dragon Spear appeared out of nowhere.
After the breakthrough achieved through refining, any weapon he refined, he could store within his body.
Refined to be even more potent, the Black Dragon Spear, when summoned, unleashed countless forces.
The Qi Blood Power boiled, the spear flew like a dragon, appearing to reshape heaven and earth, its dragon silhouette collided with the Evil Dragon.
The Evil Dragon shattered like fragile glass, easily broken by the Black Dragon Spear.
Despite the Evil Dragon having a strong presence, it was easily defeated by Wang Sheng.
The Evil Dragon, shattered, was profoundly unwilling.
Its mournful wail could not stop its dissipation.
Before long, the Evil Dragon completely disappeared.
“Hmph, since it’s destroyed, don’t come out and cause trouble. Go where you’re meant to go.”
Wang Sheng watched as the Evil Dragon vanished, his expression unchanging.
The appearance of the Evil Dragon after burying the young emperor was indeed unexpected, but the problem was resolved effortlessly.
He gradually withdrew his power and regained his calmness.
Just now, the Evil Dragon had not caused much influence on him; it was destroyed mid-air without even damaging the mountains beneath his feet.
“Far inferior to the ’Heavenly Father’!”
The strength of the Evil Dragon was just that, in comparison to the last time with Heavenly Father, it was far from a little bit lacking.
He glanced at the tomb of the young crown prince and said, “Consider it a witness to the fall of the dynasty, gone now, I hope someone will come to worship you in the future!”
Burying the young crown prince was akin to burying a dynasty; attacked by the Evil Dragon, it had even inadvertently fulfilled the young crown prince’s wishes—resulting in a perfect resolution.
After saying this, Wang Sheng promptly left, as what was to come next no longer concerned him greatly.
However, his departure left the people of the Imperial City feeling melancholic.
That reassuring presence had just disappeared, and the Imperial City reverted to an atmosphere of despair and fear.
“Will that powerful figure return?”
No one knew the answer, but everyone hoped so.
Continuing under such repressive conditions, they would go mad one day.
This was the sentiment of the common people; members of the Imperial Family witnessing the scene in the palace, initially wanting to investigate, burst into tears the moment the two forces disappeared.
“It feels like we truly lost something important!”
Some analyzed while crying.
The last time they cried was due to the death of the Master of Destiny, but this time, it was because they lost important matters.
However, the last time it was the people of the entire Great Zhou, and this time, it was only the members of the Great Zhou Imperial Family.
After the burial, Wang Sheng who had come swiftly to the palace witnessed this scene.
He recalled the sobbing events that had happened seemingly without reason.
Now, it had occurred again.
“Is the True Dragon uniquely linked to the destiny of the Imperial Family?”
Wang Sheng wondered.
He knew that the previous crying was a result of the suspected reaping of the entirety of Great Zhou’s Master of Destiny, leading to death.
Logically, as it concerned the reaping of the masses, the masses should have been the ones to cry; yet the death of the Evil Dragon affected only the members of the Imperial Family.
There was surely no simplicity in these matters.
The death of the Master of Destiny affected the masses; with the Empire’s fall, only the Imperial Family suffered.
Could the harvested matters have simply become his own?
“How interesting.”
After observing the distraught Imperial Family members with his Divine Thought for a while, Wang Sheng lost substantial interest.
He had not come to the palace to watch these disgraceful displays.
What he wanted to peruse were the royal libraries and archives.
His visit aimed mainly to accomplish two things: gather Martial Arts Secret Manuals to expand his own foundation and investigate the affairs of the old Scholar, Zhou Tongwen.
Zhou Tongwen’s matters were unknown to the younger generation, but the older generation was mostly aware, unclear if they had lost their memory like Wu Yuancheng.
The palace was large, but under Divine Thought’s influence, he had already become aware of all arrangements; still, locating the archives and places storing the secret manuals took some time.
However, he didn’t need to search by himself; he could simply ask someone inside the palace, such as the current crown ruler.
No matter how much a puppet he was, he possessed the identity of the crown ruler and surely knew quite a bit, as did those older-looking members of the Imperial Family, who might know even more secrets than the crown leader.
Without hesitation, Wang Sheng promptly captured the current crown ruler and the oldest person surrounded in the middle.
He had heard that even the Human Emperor referred to this person as a Clan Elder.
Under the influence of Divine Thought, his abduction of these individuals went unnoticed; everyone believed they were still present.
Even the crown ruler and the Clan Elder did not realize they had been captured.
Wang Sheng, once again using the secret technique of Divine Thought, Sway, took control of both the crown ruler and the Clan Elder.
However, Wang Sheng did not immediately ask questions but instead continued to observe with his Divine Thought.
Even though they were under his control, they continued crying.
He grew curious.
His Divine Thought directly penetrated the minds of the two, quickly detecting unusual fluctuations.
“Is it also an influence on the mind?”
The unfamiliar fluctuations were profound; if Wang Sheng had not cultivated the Lifeless Vacuum Sensing Chapter, thus significantly strengthening his Divine Thought, he might not have been able to detect it.
He attempted to soothe them while verifying some matters.
But his initial attempts failed as the influence they were under was profound, almost impossible to soothe.
So, he switched methods.
Since soothing was ineffective, he directly suppressed these strange mental fluctuations.
In the end, whether it was the crown ruler or the Clan Elder, they both stopped crying, the odd mental fluctuations suppressed by Wang Sheng’s Divine Thought.
Simultaneously, Wang Sheng discovered some essences of these mental fluctuations.
“Mind control?”
Wang Sheng hadn’t expected it, even the crying was a form of mind control; these people, even in their tears, were being controlled.
It was as though the collapse of the Empire meant they should cry, and so they cried.
Wang Sheng recalled the event when the death of the Master of Destiny made all the people weep.
“No way!”
He suddenly realized that maybe some problems were even more serious than he had imagined…