Chapter Four: Three Thousand Miles of Sorrow, The Dragon Cro

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Whether it was the arrogant General Lü Yan of the Kingdom of Jing or the True Monarch Qin Changsheng of the Kingdom of Qin, they had nothing to do with Jiang Wang. However, Jiang Wang stirred up trouble on the battlefields of the two clans, and they repeatedly stepped forward to stop the Heavenly Demons for him.

Why

Because this is the demon realm.

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The overall interests of the human race are paramount.

Jiang Wangdou killed the Six True Ones and roared that sentence in Tianjing City, it was truer than gold—he truly was a member of the human race. Several True Ones guarded Suiming City, bearing the responsibility of guarding the fire of civilization. The fire of civilization was the long-burning human flame within Suiming City, and also the countless generations who had strived tirelessly over eons. The current generation's most prodigious talent among the human race was the brightest flame among them all.

Therefore, Lü Yandu, when his time was divided in Suiming City, especially sent a message to remind him so that Jiang Wang would not think there was a way out and unfortunately die here in vain.

Just as Jiang Wang had returned from the Shenxiao World, a celestial demon had intercepted him. Yu Que of Jing Guo had also experienced this. Now that the Great War at Chou Long had broken out and Jiang Wang was in the Demon Realm, he couldn't possibly hide his sword.

What benefit is there for humanity if a talented individual, who avoids warfare, remains aloof

Here, I cross the Dragon's Sorrow Bridge, climbing mountains and crossing ridges.

Jiang Wang's figure was like a long rainbow, his mind a thought away.

"Master," Bai Yuntong sat on a broken wall, his hands clasped around his sword, pretending to be a master swordsman, and spoke with a sigh.

"How" Jiang Wang asked casually.

The White Cloud Boy said, "I still miss your majestic figure as you tread on the clouds."

Jiang Wang understood this time and laughed: "Deal! I'll work hard to earn money after I finish this, and rebuild the house."

The Cloud Pinnacle Palace was destroyed, and only a few pieces of broken tiles remained of the Azure Cloud Pavilion. Naturally, no more Benevolent Fortune Azure Clouds could be born.

Having practiced the art of Qingyun for many years, Jiang Wang couldn't starve.

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Of course, he could try to use a substitute technique like the Dream Spell.

But now, the current Master Jiang doesn't really need this magic anymore. Only the Cloud Peak Immortal Palace at its peak state could be of help to him, but that isn't something achieved overnight.

Bai Yuntongzi didn't care about that. After getting the old master's promise, he became happy, his two little legs swaying back and forth. After a while, he put away his small sword and jumped down from the broken wall again, starting to clean up the bricks with his butt sticking out — this was Bai Yunxian Tong's home after all.

Three thousand miles of sorrow, the Dragon's River flows, stretching across the northeast corner of the civilized basin.

In the beginning, this place was a narrow natural chokepoint, able to accommodate only small-scale battles. Both sides set up checkpoints, and neither humans nor demons could easily cross.

Later, when the demon clan launched a large-scale counterattack, Emperor Yuan Xi led troops on multiple fronts to draw the main force of the human race, while dispatching a powerful army to launch a surprise attack here.

The human race prepared in advance and overnight built a large city on this narrow passage, defending it.

But the demon race also discovered the human race's preparations in advance, and Emperor Yuan Xi personally led his troops, turning the sneak attack into a strong assault. Sure enough, they broke through this place, shaking the entire human frontline and sounding the horn of a full-scale counterattack. What followed was the "Heaven and Earth Turn Red" Wuling Blood Battle, which almost extinguished the bonfire of civilization basin. The demon army fought all the way to the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

This time the demon clan's night raid on Chou Long Du, did not lack ambitions to recreate past events.

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Not only did they call upon the Iron Cage Army of Que Mengchen, but also the Thunderwing Army of Zhen Yaohu Chongxun.

It is worth mentioning that Tiger Chongxun did not come from Ziwu Hill, but from Taihang Mountain. Although he and Tiger Taisui are both members of the Tiger Clan, they are not blood relatives and do not belong to the same lineage.

The tiger clan on Mount Taihang is the one recorded in Jinglü, which states that Emperor Taizu of the Jing dynasty drove out tigers in the seventh year of his reign.

Hǔ Bóqīng is a relative of the great ancestor Tiger Lord Hǔ, who was once famous alongside Chái Qí.

And commanding the three armies, leading this offensive, was Zhen Yaoki Xiang Lin, a noble true demon with an illustrious lineage. He hailed from the ancient Imperial City.

Zhang Fu was a renowned military general, and the Imperial Demon Suppression Army was the strongest force in the land. Despite a bloody night of surprise attacks by the demon clan, they failed to breach the Chougong Ferry. At such a strategic location, once battle commenced, reinforcements would arrive continuously. With Helian Yuyi leading her troops personally, the Chougong Ferry truly became a place where dragons would weep in despair!

Then, the Great Bodhisattva of Gǔnán Mountain and the Heavenly Demon of Shēnxiāng Huāhǎi joined the battlefield one after another, attempting to turn the tide.

On the human side, preparations had already been made. The True Monarchs deployed were Qin Changsheng from the Qin state and Meng Lingshao from the Li state.

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As the Heavenly Inferno War approached, the war situation in the Netherworld changed drastically. The human race's involvement in this realm far exceeded previous levels, not just with three True Lords on duty in Flaming Sun City.

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Meng Lingxiao's appearance in this war indicates that the Li Nation has integrated into the current world order and done so very well. In a backdrop of countless races vying for dominance, everyone bears the responsibility of fighting for humanity.

Responsibility precedes entitlement!

Moreover, the two countries of Qin and Li were joining hands to construct the Yuyan Great Wall, being as close as glue. Their true monarchs also had a certain tacit understanding. Fighting side-by-side was just the way to cultivate their relationship.

When Jiang Wang arrived at Chou Long Ferry, the warships of both sides had already covered the lake surface. Soldiers were as numerous as ants, and generals like clouds gathering. Flags fluttered like forests, and battle cries echoed like thunder! At a rough estimate, the combined force deployed by both sides had exceeded 300,000, a battle rarely seen in recent years!

The chaotic sounds couldn't accurately inform him of the battlefield situation. The information was too complex and interfered with too many out-of-scale powers, even the Immortal Consciousness Star River couldn't process it.

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What met the eyes was a battlefield ablaze with fire and arrows raining down. Whether human or demon, corpses continuously sank to the bottom of the lake. The water itself was a dark crimson.

Just from the construction of their warships, one can see that the demon race is indeed the human race's greatest enemy. They possess a civilization far older and more brilliant than humanity's, and their warships are in no way inferior to those of the humans in terms of craftsmanship.

Although the resources of the Netherworld are far too scarce compared to the mortal realm, at least in this battle of Sorrowing Dragon Crossing Water, the demon clan's warships didn't seem to be at much of a disadvantage.

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At this time, taking flight is very easy to become a target. With countless armies converging, a single coordinated attack would be enough to wipe out most of the so-called "strong". Therefore, those who dare to hang in the sky above the Chi Long Bridge are no ordinary individuals. They must be masters among masters.

Jiang Mo is a master!

The clash of weapons shook the heavens and earth. The massive warships' rams collided with each other violently.

Jiang Wangning stopped silently near the Chougong Bridge, gliding past a towering warship and using the battlefield as cover. She placed her hand on her sword, maintaining a posture ready to unleash its power at any moment. Carefully, she looked upwards—

He quickly withdrew his gaze.

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Uh, there were only two figures hanging above the demon army, both very familiar.

A Buddha's light shines, a thousand charms abound.

The Cicada's Dharma, the Deer of the West Calls.

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There are no real demons at the top.

Na Que Mengchen and Hu Chongxun stood together in battle formation. Qi Xianglin sat as the commander on the flagship at the center of the army. Even if a real immortal intervened, it would be difficult to kill them forcibly.

"As the saying goes, 'The tree desires to be still, but the wind will not cease.' Master Jiang had already decided to spare the high-ranking members of the demon race and was just about to go to the main tent to report to Zhang Fu. But at that moment, Chan Fa Yuan suddenly opened his Buddha eyes, golden light momentarily dyeing half the sky: 'Jiang Wang!'"

As soon as these words were uttered, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

Jiang Wang's name was already renowned throughout the demon race long ago. He was a human prodigy who, despite countless attempts by powerful demons, remained untouchable. It was he who slaughtered the newly crowned kings of the demon race in the Shenxiao world. It was also him who revealed the secrets of the Shenxiao world beforehand, giving humanity time to prepare!

But on the Human side, led by the Jingtai, how many throughout history have been able to wound the face of the Jing Kingdom and strut out of Tianjing City so boldly! How did Jingtian Liu die, is the entire present world unaware

Jiang Wang actually came to participate in the battle!

This came as a shock to warriors of both clans.

One man's enemy is another man's hero!

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Lù Xīmíng, who was basking in the sea of flowers, also cast a leisurely glance.

Jiang Wang naturally wasn't afraid. She decisively leaped up—flying to stand beside Qin Changsheng and Meng Lingshao, who were suspended in mid-air.

Qin Changsheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

They've been seeing each other every few days these past months and are starting to get tired of it.

Meng Lingxiao, however, gently shook his fan and smiled gracefully: "A few words from a member of the human race are tinged with both mockery and intimacy."

Now the nation of Li fully embraces the Illusory Realm. The person before us is the most influential one in the Tai Xu Pavilion.

Jiang Wang greeted Qin Changsheng and Meng Lingshao, letting the two True Lords know their status. Then, he greeted them with a smile: “Long time no see, how are you How is Master Yang Yu doing”

This mouth, the atmosphere is very familiar.

Qin Changsheng's hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

This sword is named Chasing the Years.

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There are no more mortals who look back, may there be years to chase!

This is the blade that slays regret.

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He felt the name of this blade was incredibly apt right now. What kind of audacity does the so-called human generation have to provoke the Cicada's Law like this

"Chan Fa Yuan's Buddhist cultivation is indeed profound. He did not lose his composure to immediately attack, nor was there any anger evident in his Buddha eyes. He calmly said, "All is well. Yang Yu has attained emptiness, and I am in the air. Old connections are deep connections, Master Jiang. You have seen through it, your progress is swift. This old monk is very pleased."

"Seeing that you're still alive, I'm very relieved," said Jiang Wangdao.

With compassion in his eyes, Chan Fa Yuan said to him, "A celestial demon's lifespan is 10,000 years. For now, I can live longer than you."

"Of course, I know Tian Yao Shou has a lifespan of ten thousand years," Jiang Wang paused, looking a little embarrassed: "I just didn't expect that even after losing the Zhi Wen Zhong, you could still return to Gu Nan Shan and be so well preserved. That's truly a merciful place!"

The cicada's dharma connection, palms pressed together in a gesture of respect, still hadn't made a move: "Karma is difficult to come by in ancient times, it will return."

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"Jiang Wangdao: 'It may still go to Gulan Mountain, but it might not be the kind of scene that the Bodhisattva wants to see.'"

"Is that so" Chan Fah Yuan shook her head. "Perhaps you're being too optimistic."

"Indeed, I'm quite optimistic. Look how happily I smile!" Jiang Wang grinned widely. "I remember the Bodhisattva used to love smiling too. Why isn't he smiling today Is something troubling him"

The cicada demon bowed his head to glance at the battlefield below: "I pity all sentient beings. In the past, when the heavenly court ruled, all worlds were peaceful and prosperous. Now, there is endless war and bloodshed across heaven and earth, fueled by resentment and sin, and the blame lies with the human race."

This old monk is really patient! He can even endure this.

Seeing that his repeated attempts to flirt had failed, Jiang became too lazy to continue bickering. At the same time, he sent a voice transmission to the two human True Lords: "Seniors, do we have any powerful cultivators from the Dao of Derivation ambushing here, ready to support us at any time"

Qin Changsheng remained silent.

He's such a cold person.

But silence itself is also an answer.

Jiang Wang was asking, "Can we continue to pick a fight"

Qin Changsheng was answering, he hadn't reached his limit yet.

Meng Lingshao was enthusiastic and responded with interest, "Why do you ask that"

"Because there are still celestial demons lurking on the demon side," Jiang Wang said confidently, "At least there's Lion Anxuan."

"Where did you get that information" Meng Lingshao asked.

He was not the true immortal guarding Huiming City, and he had never seen Jiang Wang's sword order.

Jiang Wang wasted no time, directly pulling a blood-soaked skull from his storage box and hurling it far toward Lu Xi Ming. "Venerable Lu! You are a kind soul. I found this head on the road, and would trouble you to identify it. Which handsome young man is it Please help me find his family so they can be reunited!"

Lú Xīmíng had been smiling gently, watching Jiāng Wàng and Chán Fǎyuán bicker. But seeing this skull now, his face immediately changed—the Old Lion's family only had a few who could be considered promising. How could one die so cleanly The Old Lion wouldn't even let Shī Zhànmíng come to this battlefield to polish his skills and earn military merit... Suddenly, a roar shook the void like that of a lion!

A terrifying sound that shook the heavens and earth, rolled up gigantic waves on the lake, and terrified all who heard it. Subduing the world for a lifetime, desiring to eliminate everything!

Jiang Wang naturally wouldn't take it head-on, and silently retracted the light and shadow.

Qin Changsheng unsheathed his sword with a clang, responding to the call with the ringing of his blade.

The clash of this sword cry and the roar of a lion was captured by the Xianyu Realm. Jiang Wang held this world, standing behind Meng Lingxiao, silently feeling all of this.

The pinnacle experts' grasp of the Sound-Hearing Path was truly unique. For a moment, the entire Sorrowful Dragon Crossing darkened.

The sun shone brightly all day, and then night came suddenly.

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It's not about celestial changes.

But the entire Three Thousand Miles Sorrow Dragon Crossing, along with the army that fought on the Sorrow Dragon Crossing, was swallowed in one gulp—Old Lion simply exclaimed, "How do you have such an appetite Aren't you afraid of bursting your belly!"

Qin Changsheng pushed his thumb, drew his sword from its sheath, a four-foot long blade, one strike to chase away the years!

The blade that was still roaring with bloodlust, like a demon in its sheath, was surprisingly tranquil when drawn. It was like any ordinary day bathed in sunshine, or just any peaceful moment by the water.

That's how it went.

This was an ordinary knife.

This is also a strike with no reservation.

How do we slay regret

Life is peaceful, day after day.

Click, click, click.

Wherever the pursuit knife passed, it emitted such an eerie cracking sound. It was the wail of a shattered barrier of time and space, also the roar of the old lion's teeth, repeatedly worn down, cut with fissures —

Suddenly, the heavens brightened, and golden light filled the entire lake.

The imposingly tall and dignified Shi Anxuan was cut out by Qin Changsheng's single sword strike.

The entire Chou Lung Bridge was severed at the mouth of the lion.

But he didn't look at Qin Changsheng, his deep purple eyes fixed on Jiang Wang, no matter how he tried to sneak around. "You're dead!"

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This gaze was seized by a hand clad in armor, and the aggression it carried was naturally erased.

Emerging from the armor, was General Lü Yan of Jing State, a proud and arrogant commander.

"Brazen!"

Lü Yandu possessed a pair of phoenix eyes that were uncommon in men, his appearance was refined and elegant, yet when angered, he could be intimidating. At this moment, he glared at Shi Anxuan with those eyes, sneering, "What you should be most concerned about today is how to save your own life!"

The Battle of Chou Lung Chu was truly strange and puzzling.

The Shenxiao War, which will begin in the year 395 of the Daoli calendar, is destined to be a war where all realms challenge the present world.

The demon clan is not alone.

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During all these months and years, the demon race's energy should be focused on preparing for war.

It is the Human Race that should be the one to instigate a war between the two races in the Heavenly Inferno World beforehand! The Demon Race should strive to prevent the war with all their might before the opening of the Shenxiao World.

But now the demon clan is taking the initiative to attack, which is really puzzling.

The Human race is the side with the upper hand in terms of strength. They are not afraid of a direct, fair fight. What they fear is another trump card like the Divine Firmament world.

Unlike Lü Yandu's arrogance, the human race was on high alert for this sudden war. All sides had mobilized, and even several True Lords had arrived.

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It appears to be a gradual escalation of conflict, like the demonic clan's, with soldiers facing off against soldiers. However, preparations are being made on all fronts.

What he was doing now was actually the same thing Jiang Wang wanted to do, which was to uncover the demon clan's trump cards in advance and see what they were really up to.

But the effect was obviously far worse. Shi Anxuan stared fixedly at Lü Yanduo for a while, his purple lion's eyes filled with an intense killing intent that could not be diluted. Then, he raised his hand and waved it back: "Retreat!"lum blossoms."Zhao Rucheng's eyes seemed to be a little dazed. In that daze, he saw the few bloodstains on Jiang San Ge's green shirt, which really looked like a red plum in full bloom.He smiled again...