Chapter 35 Making a Choice

Feng Wang stood amidst the raging winds, his expression bleak and unseen. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, there was no trace of warmth left.

He looked up at the sky, where thousands of lightning serpents soared, and a man and a dragon fought fiercely amidst the dark clouds. The power was unmatched, and the aftermath of their battle kneaded the surrounding space into chaos.

The battle at a thousand feet high shook the entire royal city.

Before this, he had never seen the power of the Dragon King Armor and had not fully believed in the plans of the Grand Ancestor and Emperor Taizong.

But now, seeing the true dragon soaring and even Wang Quan Daoist, who had defeated Pang Wanyang, being blocked, the weight of the Dragon King Armor in his heart rose steadily.

Wang Quan Daoist could resist the Dragon King Armor that had not yet recognized its master, but what if it did?

He feared that even Wang Quan Daoist would not be his opponent.

Once the Dragon King Armor recognized him as its master, what did it matter if he lost everything? He could still create an immortal dynasty!

Even if other weapon lords appeared later, with the Dragon King Armor, he could lie low and protect himself without any problem.

And the Heavenly Divine Weapons rose and fell with fortune. When the weapon lords were gone and the other Heavenly Divine Weapons disappeared, who in the world could stop him, who possessed the Dragon King Armor, or his Feng family descendants?

With this thought, he made his decision completely.

"Yu Tian!"

Feng Wang landed on the viewing platform and ordered amidst the howling wind:

"Follow me out of the royal city and do what your master couldn't!"

Hearing this, Yu Tian, who was looking up at the battle, was shocked and turned to look at Feng Wang, whose robes were fluttering in the wind:

"Your Majesty?"

"Obey the order!"

Feng Wang snorted coldly and stepped into the air, leaving.

For two hundred years, Granny Gui had been lurking in the underground palace, never seeing the light of day, but she had not been doing nothing except suppressing the Dragon King Armor.

In these two hundred years, with the support of countless resources from the imperial court, she had cultivated a group of true experts. Cao Tian Gang was the best among them, and although the others were not as good as him, there were still many at the Qi Conduit Realm!

The 30,000 eunuchs in the royal city were no less powerful than any of the great sects in the world!

"Master... Your Majesty..."

Yu Tian stood frozen in place, watching Feng Wang leave, his face hesitant. But hearing the roars of dragons exploding in the sky,

he gritted his teeth and turned to give orders.

Feng Wang stepped into the air and left, but his actions had been watched all along.

As soon as he moved, Han Chang Gong blocked his path.

"Your Majesty..."

Han Chang Gong's expression trembled, and flames of energy rose around him.

Invisible true qi and divine will stirred the surrounding space as he stretched out his arms, forming a wall of qi as solid as substance.

Blocking Feng Wang's path:

"Those are your soldiers and civilians..."

Even now, he still found it hard to believe that the young man he had assisted for decades, watching him step by step from a down-and-out prince to the throne, who had worked hard for decades to push the country's strength to the top of the seven kingdoms,

would become like this.

Could a Heavenly Divine Weapon make him give up on the fifty million soldiers and civilians and the Great Feng they had guarded for decades?

"Han Chang Gong!"

Feng Wang's expression was indifferent, with no trace of warmth left. As he stepped into the air, his divine will surged through the sky.

His qi was like a dragon, and his will was tyrannical.

His martial arts were derived from the Heavenly Dao martial arts that the Great Feng emperors had stolen from the Dragon King Armor over the past two hundred years.

Although he had not reached the Wuji Realm, he was by no means comparable to ordinary Divine Meridian experts!

His divine will soared into the sky, as if dyeing half the dim sky red. Under the crimson light, the surging waves of qi churned like magma!

As his voice echoed, an iron fist under his yellow robe had already shattered layers of air currents. His tyrannical fist intent struck a hundred zhang, heavily striking Han Chang Gong, who was bleeding from all seven orifices but still blocking the way, amidst the wind and thunder:

"Those who block me shall die!"

This punch was almost burning with will and determination!

It was a fierce determination to destroy everything, completely severing the bond between monarch and subject!

It was a completely ruthless punch!

Boom!

Thunderclap out of nowhere!

Like a meteor falling into the sea, ripples rose sharply, and a huge shockwave spread out, accompanied by shattered and rolling astral winds and true qi.

Bang!

After one punch, Feng Wang stepped forward and punched again.

His fist was like a dragon, cutting through the sky, wrapped in surging, burning true qi. Under the resolute will and divine intent, he punched Han Chang Gong, who was bleeding from all seven orifices but still blocking the way!

"Heaven's will is unpredictable... I saw everything, but I couldn't see myself. I schemed everything, but it turns out I caused all of this..."

Han Chang Gong's heart was filled with unspeakable disappointment.

Seeing the tyrannical dragon fist coming across the sky, his divine will rose sharply, and he was about to use his life-risking technique, the Burning Qi Ignition Method.

Even if he completely disappeared into the world, he could not let Feng Wang leave the royal city!

"Your Majesty!"

Just then, a shout came again from the sky.

Liu Yan Chang broke through the air, his true qi striking a hundred zhang, knocking Han Chang Gong away dozens of zhang, far away into the night sky.

Rumble!

The tyrannical fist force poured back into the earth, creating a deep gully several miles long on the wide square of the royal city. Smoke and dust rose, and earth and rocks flew.

"Your Majesty!"

Liu Yan Chang knelt on one knee in mid-air, his expression like crying and laughing:

"This subject wants to ask you, what exactly do you want to do?"

Tonight, things had happened too fast, and he had not understood it for a while. But after all, he had been in charge of the Six Doors for many years, and he was keenly aware, and gradually, he had already guessed some things.

Some things that he could not believe, could not accept.

"Haven't you already guessed?"

Feng Wang's long hair flowed back, his robes billowed, and his fist intent soared like wolf smoke:

"Tell me, what is your choice!"

"Your Majesty, this subject will always be your hawk and dog, your claws and teeth. If you want me to die, I will die..."

Liu Yan Chang knelt in mid-air, and the sharp saber qi around him fluctuated with his emotions, ringing and buzzing.

He had never been a good person.

He had killed his fellow disciples, chivalrous heroes, and civilians...

He had snatched his master's position and framed his colleagues for the sake of position.

He was known as Feng Wang's dog, and countless people hated him and gnashed their teeth, scolding him for falsely claiming to be the God of Arrest, an out-and-out villain.

"But..."

He slowly raised his head, and tears seemed to be flowing down his wooden face:

"Dogs eat shit, but they don't eat the flesh and blood of their own kind..."

Boom!

As his voice still echoed, the tyrannical fist intent, wrapped in a surging astral wind, had already engulfed him.

Then, Feng Wang's calm and cold voice floated in the air:

"What's the use of keeping a disobedient dog?!"

Boom!

True qi shattered, and the sound of bones cracking was accompanied by a mouthful of blood sprayed into the air.

Liu Yan Chang flew back a hundred zhang, his court robes and crown were shattered, and the black cloud boots on his feet were shattered into pieces.

In the raging wind, his face was covered in his own blood.

"Brother Liu!"

In the night, Han Chang Gong's expression changed.

He never thought that it would be Liu Yan Chang, the God of Arrest who was called a hawk and dog by the people, the most obedient lackey, who saved him.

"Your Majesty, today..."

Amidst a miserable and shrill laughter, Liu Yan Chang, with disheveled hair, stepped forward and drew his saber.

The Wild Goose Wing Saber hummed like a thunder dragon raising its head and soaring from the abyss, waving out thousands of saber lights that covered the sky, and the scattered light shone like a galaxy, reflecting the crimson flames:

"This subject is going to be a rebellious subject!"

.......

Boom!

Rumble!

Above the sky, amidst the rolling thunderclouds, the man and the dragon had collided hundreds or thousands of times.

An Qisheng walked between the thunderclouds, his body moving a mile or so with each step, fighting fiercely with the crimson-gold dragon.

The hardness of the Dragon King Armor's material was something he had never seen in his two lives. Even after he had struck with all his strength thousands of times, there was not a single bit of wear and tear. This strength was far stronger than any divine weapon he had ever seen.

Because of this, he had not even used the Wang Quan Spear during this long battle.

The power of the Heavenly Divine Weapon made him somewhat marvel.

Ripples appeared in his eyes, as if he was capturing some invisible qi.

His divine sense was extremely powerful, and even in this intense collision, he could feel what was happening below.

Han Chang Gong, Liu Yan Chang, and the tens of thousands of eunuchs who came from all directions and were heading out of the royal city.

Boom!

After one collision, he retreated thousands of zhang, and the astral qi and air currents rubbed against each other, creating a substantial flame, like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

He bathed in the flashing thunder and lightning serpents and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air:

"It's time to end this..."

Heavenly Divine Weapons could not be destroyed, but a weapon could never be invincible, especially since this Dragon King Armor had not recovered to its peak and had no weapon lord controlling it.

Roar~

As the sound waves vibrated, the crimson-gold dragon seemed to sense something and charged out of the thunderclouds, its dragon claws crossing the lightning serpents and grabbing at An Qisheng.

Whoosh whoosh~

Amidst the air currents that were fiercer than swords, An Qisheng stood still, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and his divine will rose to its limit.

He looked at the crimson-gold dragon that was diving down from the night sky under the interwoven thunderclouds!

Heavenly Divine Weapons were neither qi nor spirit, neither false nor true. They were mysterious weapons that existed between the virtual and the real. Because they were indestructible, had no flesh and bones, and had almost no flaws.

However, almost was only almost. There was nothing perfect in this world.

Even the Celestials had flaws, let alone Heavenly Divine Weapons?

Crack!

As the air currents surged, a lightning bolt flashed, briefly illuminating the night sky.

In that instant, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the midst of the mountain-like dragon's head spreading, he saw a painful and twisted face flashing in the dragon's eyes!

Rumble!

In that instant, An Qisheng burst out completely.

Like a great sun suddenly releasing light, the light illuminated the dark night in an instant, as if to pierce through the thunderclouds.

Under the fleeting light.

An Qisheng stepped in the air, raised his arm and palm, and in the blink of an eye, derived 54,000 kinds of fist and palm changes, and finally transformed into a style of 'South Heaven Gate'!

The majestic divine gate reappeared, draped in immortal light and Dao essence, moving like a mountain, and crashed into the crimson-gold dragon.

This move again...

A hint of mockery seemed to flash in the dragon's eyes.

But in the next instant, that hint of mockery turned into shock!

Only to see that among the changes of fist and palm, the 'South Heaven Gate' suddenly opened!

Buzz~

The black and white colors interwoven in the sky suddenly whipped with his raised hand, turning into streamers and flowing back.

In a trance, it was as if an ancient god was pulling out a pillar of heaven and whipping it down from the clouds!

It was, in fact, the God-Striking Whip!

And his left arm, in the flick of his wrist, also started the South Heaven Gate, but turned into the 'Execution Platform'.

Or rather, the 'Dragon Slaying Platform'!

At the same time,

he also stepped down, and the tyrannical force instantly pierced through hundreds of zhang of the sky, like a substantial tornado, and crashed down!

In the blazing flames of burning air, he stepped towards Feng Wang, who had just released a dragon fist and sent Liu Yan Chang flying and vomiting blood!

"Mm?!"

Feng Wang had just punched Liu Yan Chang away when his heart jumped wildly, and an unprecedented crisis filled his heart.

He looked up at the sky and saw that Wang Quan Daoist, while fighting with the Dragon King Armor,

was stepping on him!

Like stepping on an ant!