northernbook Chapter 188 I Became a Country (1)
Chapter 188 I Became a Country (1)
Feeling the pressure coming from the outside world, Xie Lang instantly disappeared in the hall.
When he appeared again, he was above the Holy Spirit Temple.
In the sky opposite Xie Lang, there stood a middle-aged man in a purple robe. He had his hands behind his back and stared at Xie Lang with a pair of cold eyes. A strong aura emanated from him, and he looked as if he was the only one in charge.
The two of them faced each other from a distance, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
At the same time, the people who came to the Holy Spirit Hall for the banquet also walked out of the Holy Spirit Hall.
“That is Elder He from the Sun and Moon Sect. His cultivation has reached the Yin-Yang Realm. Even if the national spirit of Nanzhao Kingdom is very powerful, it is no match for Elder He.” A cultivator who had seen Elder He said with certainty that in this battle, there is no doubt that Elder He will be the final winner.
"National Spirit of Nanzhao, are you the one who killed my disciple?" Elder He stared at Xie Lang with sharp eyes, with a trace of greed in his heart.
"You mean Qin Wuming? That waste, just kill him. What, you want to avenge him?" Xie Lang stood in the void and smiled at Elder He with indescribable arrogance in his eyes.
"How dare you! Since you killed my disciple, you should use yourself as compensation."
Elder He shouted loudly, then stretched out his hand. A huge palm covered the entire sky, and the world instantly fell into darkness.
Everyone below unconsciously used their spiritual power to generate a magic shield, struggling to resist this momentum, but they were still shocked by this power and retreated again and again.
Is this the strength of the Yin-Yang Realm?
Just a single pressure was enough to make them breathless.
Xie Lang seemed unaffected, looking calmly at the giant hand in the sky. The next moment, the giant hand suddenly tightened and grabbed towards Xie Lang.
Elder He in the void saw Xie Lang standing still and thought she was scared silly, so he couldn't help but chuckle.
However, the next moment, he put away his smile, because he saw that Xie Lang just waved his hand, and his power was dissipated by it, and the huge palm disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.
"With your strength, are you worthy enough to seek revenge on me?"
Xie Lang looked at Elder He with a smile on his face. The next moment, a divine power emanated from Xie Lang and pressed towards Elder He.
Elder He's eyes were filled with horror, and he immediately summoned a magic weapon, which instantly transformed into a huge black and gold cauldron. This cauldron was called the Qiankun Sun and Moon Cauldron, and it could withstand a blow from a strong man in the Creation Realm.
hum-
The giant tripod broke into pieces, and Elder He was knocked to the ground by Xie Lang's casual blow, spitting blood.
"I originally wanted to settle the matter with the Guangming Sect after I had resolved the matter with the Nanzhao Kingdom, but I didn't expect you to come to my door so soon. So I'll start with you."
Xie Lang teleported to the side of Elder He, and the next second a long sword appeared out of thin air in Xie Lang's hand and pierced into Elder He's chest, then spun a bit, causing him to howl in pain and cough up blood.
Since the heart was on the left side and Xie Lang stabbed the right side, Elder He did not die.
"Qin Wuming is your disciple. He wanted to absorb my power, so I made him into a soul lamp. It is still glowing in the Changming Palace. He must be very lonely in the Changming Palace alone."
Xie Lang drew out his sword and stabbed Elder He several times in other parts of his body. When he was covered with wounds, he stabbed the sword into his heart and said, "As a master, you must not want to see your disciple lonely, so why don't you go and keep him company?"
The long sword stirred his heart several times, and then Elder He lost his life and died.
Xie Lang put away his sword, and a green-yellow flame ignited from his right hand, then burned Elder He's entire body.
There was a sizzling sound, and soon his flesh was burned cleanly.
Then he took out a glazed lotus lamp, grabbed Elder He's soul that flew out of his body, placed it on the wick, then lit the lamp, and used magic power to teleport it to the Changming Palace.
This scene was seen by all the national spirits and practitioners who came as guests.
They all stood there in a daze, unable to describe the shock in their hearts.
At this time, Xie Lang turned around and smiled faintly at these national spirits: "I'm sorry, I was just dealing with a personal matter and wasted your time. I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind, I don't mind."
Everyone hurriedly shook their heads. Didn’t they see that even the elders of the Sun and Moon Sect were killed by Xie Lang? How could they dare to object?
And the look he gave Xie Lang was filled with deep fear.
"In that case, let's go into the hall and discuss the matter of merging all the countries into one."
After Xie Lang finished speaking, he took the lead and entered the hall, as if the arrival of Elder He just now was just an episode.
The spirits of all nations looked at Xie Lang's back as he walked into the Holy Spirit Hall, hesitated for a moment, and finally went in.
Inside the hall, Xie Lang stood at the highest point, looking down at everyone.
"Each country will be incorporated into Nanzhao, and its territory will be divided into counties. The king will be abolished and the political power will be taken back. The central court will send people to take charge. The national spirits of each country will be renamed as local guardian gods. They will not interfere in the political power and will only be responsible for maintaining peace in the area. Do you have any objections?"
The hall fell into silence again.
Everyone present was stunned.
Some kings who came with their own national spirits were also stunned.
If the monarch's power is taken back, wouldn't they become ordinary people?
How could they accept the huge gap between being a king who holds the power of life and death over a country and becoming a commoner?
Although Guo Ling's expression was better than the king's, it was not much better.
The national spirit, the spirit of a country, the soul of a country. But now it has been reduced to a patron saint, and its status has directly declined a lot.
"What? Nanzhao Guoling, don't go too far. The king has been deposed, and the Guoling exists in name only. What's the difference between what you are doing and destroying the country?"
Clang——
A sharp sword flew towards him and stabbed directly in front of the man who spoke, only a millimeter away from him.
Feeling the chill emanating from the sword in front of him and the slight buzzing sound, the man's face turned pale on the spot.
The others were also horrified.
"The difference is, you can live."
Xie Lang glanced at him, and then said calmly: "If there is a next time, the sword will not be stuck in the ground."
Then with a humming sound, the sword was retracted from the ground, which frightened the man again and made him dare not utter a word.
The cracks in the ground pierced by the sword also returned to their original state at the same time.
"Now, do you have any objections?"
Xie Lang spoke again, and this time, the whole audience was silent, and no one said anything to refute him.
"Since everyone has no objection." Xie Lang glanced at the whole audience calmly, then smiled: "The change will start from today. Everyone present, kneel down to show your submission."