"Do you have my country's consent? How dare you underestimate the might of the Jin Dynasty!!"
A discordant voice pierced through the air!
With a boom in the distant void, two figures streaked through the sky, instantly crossing the tall city walls and appearing above the plaza in the blink of an eye, looking down upon the crowd.
Their auras surged, crushing half the clouds, the void profound and silent!
Yang Hao looked up and saw one of them with a three-inch haircut, a robust physique, and eyes as small as slits. His upper body was bare, embroidered with a hundred-foot centipede, and his arms were each adorned with ten silver qi rings.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, a stern expression on his face. He was clad in a blue embroidered robe, with a massive long sword on his back, standing proudly in the void, looking down on everyone.
"That's!!"
"That's Wanyan Wugunai of the Jin Dynasty, a Return to Origin realm expert!!"
"My heavens! The Jin Dynasty has dispatched a Return to Origin realm expert right off the bat, this is going to be tough for King Han!!"
"In this region, who dares to provoke the Jin Dynasty? They are seeking death!!"
Above the Grandmaster realm, one's vital energy circulates nine times and returns to the origin, stored in the heart mansion, which is the Return to Origin realm!
"Uncle, who is that next to him? Why is his clothing a bit different from ours?"
A young martial artist, who had followed his senior to attend the ceremony, looked at the short-haired man beside Wanyan Wugunai.
"Him? He's from the Liao people in the north of the Langya Kingdom. He's a formidable general of the Liao, who has won countless battles on the battlefield – Yelü Xin, a peak Grandmaster realm expert, his power is terrifying!"
The elder gazed at the two imposing figures in the void, sighing.
This region was originally ruled by the Xuanyuan Dynasty. After the collapse of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, over ten thousand years, nine nations of varying strengths gradually formed.
Among these nine nations, the strongest in terms of power were the Liao and Jin in the north, and the Chu and Turk in the south. All four nations possessed powerful Return to Origin realm experts, their might overwhelming the other five smaller nations.
For a moment, all eyes focused on Wanyan Wugunai and Yelü Xin in the void. There was a Return to Origin realm expert! Could the Han Kingdom withstand this?
The founding ceremony had just begun, and the throne hadn't even been sat upon. Would it all end here, in failure?
The assembled guests murmured amongst themselves.
Yang Hao looked at the two figures, a hint of disdain on his lips. Since there were those who weren't afraid of death to disrupt his founding ceremony, he wouldn't show mercy. This time, he would use their blood to forge his eternal empire.
Clang!!
Chen Gong, Zhu Sheng, Wu Yong, Bao Zheng, Wan Mizhai, Yuwen Kai, Jing Ke, Shan Xiongxin, Zhang Han, Gao Shun, Lu Kang, Cheng Yaojin, Zhou Yuji, Liao Hua, and others, all guarded Yang Hao's side, their killing intent soaring, their faces grave as they looked at the figures in the void.
"Hmph! You brat of the Yang family, your schemes are indeed ambitious, daring to plot against our Jin Dynasty! You are the first in a thousand years!"
Wanyan Wugunai's eyes gleamed with ferocity. It was precisely this deeply ingrained arrogance from a thousand years of looking down on others that led the Jin Dynasty to suffer such a massive setback this time. Five Grandmasters and two hundred thousand troops were all annihilated. Among them was a top Grandmaster who, years later, could have become a Return to Origin realm expert.
Enraged, the Jin King waved his hand, ordering Wanyan Wugunai to destroy this kingdom that had risen by stepping on Jin's shoulders and to reclaim the Xuanyuan Order.
At that time, Wanyan Wugunai was instructing Yelü Xin, a general of the Liao, in martial arts. Upon receiving the king's order, Yelü Xin heard of it and chivalrously offered his assistance. Thus, the scene unfolded, and the two of them arrived at Chang'an, the capital of the Han Kingdom.
"Oh! Is that so? If I didn't scheme against your Jin Dynasty, what could you have done to me? And even if I did scheme against your Jin Dynasty, what can you do to me!"
"You dared to march your troops south when I was unprepared, intending to invade my territory. Do you think I shouldn't have destroyed them?"
"Let alone five Grandmasters, even if the Jin King were here, I would dare to cook him!"
Yang Hao's eyes narrowed, exuding streaks of starlight. He fearlessly rebuked and accused Wanyan Wugunai, the Return to Origin realm expert, in the void.
"What!!"
"Is King Han insane??"
"That's a Return to Origin realm expert! Even if he has countless Grandmasters under his command, they wouldn't even be enough to stuff the teeth of a Return to Origin realm expert. Is King Han insane??"
The guests attending the ceremony, upon hearing Yang Hao's dismissive contempt, were all driven to distraction. They sweated for Yang Hao, their eyes filled with terror as they gazed at the figure in the void.
"Hahahaha, sharp-tongued brat, this general vows to pluck out your dog teeth!"
Yelü Xin clapped his hands in front of his chest, roared, and sparks ignited in his eyes, as if he wished to instantly incinerate Yang Hao.
"Presumptuous! How dare you disrespect the Jin King!"
Wanyan Wugunai was burning with rage. A mere third-level Grandmaster, now the ruler of this barren land, dared to look down on the Jin King. He deserved to die!
Swoosh!
Jing Ke drew the three-foot sword at his waist, his sharp eyes fixed on Wanyan Wugunai and Yelü Xin.
Yang Hao took a step forward, placing his right hand on the drawing sword, and scanned the assembled ancient heroes. He said calmly, "My lords, I have other arrangements for today's battle. You shall form ranks on either side!"
After speaking, Yang Hao gently closed his eyes.
Chen Gong, Zhu Sheng, Jing Ke, Shan Xiongxin, Zhang Han, and the others exchanged glances, then all formed ranks on either side. They knew that another Chinese hero was about to be born. They had already forged a formidable reputation fighting in this different world, and this battle was meant to be for the upcoming hero.
"The Cycle Profound Yellow Tower, infinitely creative, forms the essence of heaven and earth, responding to boundless creation!"
The heavenly voice was mysterious and ancient. The entire tower was still bathed in golden light, and strains of the great Dao resonated, swirling around the tower. As the golden light dissipated, the entire body of the tower was densely carved with countless figures, lifelike!
This was Yang Hao's second time carefully observing this mysterious pagoda since he first activated the Cycle Profound Yellow Tower. It was precisely because of this pagoda that he had forged his vast empire!
"System, use one hundred thousand Killing Points to exchange for Cycle Power!"
Yang Hao held nearly one hundred and eighty thousand Killing Points, all saved to prevent surprise attacks from the Jin Dynasty or other ill-intentioned parties during today's founding ceremony.
"Ding! Successfully deducted one hundred thousand Killing Points. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining ten thousand Cycle Power!"
"System, use ten thousand Cycle Power to summon!"
The lavish expenditure of ten thousand Cycle Power was sure to bring substantial rewards. Yang Hao gazed at the mysterious Cycle Profound Yellow Tower, his heart filled with anticipation!
The first level of the Cycle Profound Yellow Tower shimmered with golden light, the sounds of the great Dao echoing in all directions. A galaxy spread out, starlight flowed, moving from the Spring and Autumn period to the late Han and Three Kingdoms era!
As time flowed and stars densely scattered, banners unfurled and rolled. On the first level of the tower, a carved human figure suddenly flashed with golden light!
A figure stepped forth from the long river of history!
With a roar, the long river of history churned with monstrous waves: "Who will fight me for three hundred rounds? Hmph!"