Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Tian's figure was like a ghost, and he killed the King of Shang easily. His movements were clean and neat, without any drag. Then, he threw the King of Shang's body into the ground like garbage, as if this once majestic king had become worthless at this moment.

He stared at the dead body of the Shang King indifferently, without any ripples in his heart. He simply disdained the missing phoenix and the ignorant Zi Yu. After completing the task, he turned around and flew onto the dragon, returning to the mysterious world in the mouth.

The giant dragon roared and then left. The colorless power that enveloped the area for a hundred miles gradually faded and finally disappeared. Wu Geng witnessed all this and tears flowed out like a broken dam. However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The Heart Moon Fox standing behind Wu Geng suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation. Wu Geng's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and astonishment.

Xin Yuehu also burst into tears. She explained in a trembling voice: "The Gods have discovered our whereabouts, and my sister Xin Yuekui has sensed my presence. Now I can only pass on the God's essence to you to keep your soul immortal. This will allow your soul to find a new body within an hour, so that you can be reborn and start a new life."

Wu Geng's heart was filled with shock and despair. He could not accept this fact. He tried desperately to grab the Heart Moon Fox, but his body gradually lost strength. His tears became more and more violent, and his cries echoed in the air.

At the same time, in front of Chaoge City, the divine envoy Xuancha and King Jihua of Zhou stood quietly surrounded by guards. They seemed to be waiting for something, with serious and solemn expressions.

All this has come to an end. From now on, you, King Zhou, are truly the Son of Heaven! As for the King of Shang, all his glory will vanish into thin air. He is just a despicable and dirty rebel. We must build a tall cross and place his body on it to warn the world not to go against the gods. The hoarse and low voice of the messenger Xuancha slowly conveyed the will to King Zhou.

After a moment of silence, the King of Zhou finally responded, "Son of Heaven... huh? I understand, Lord God's Messenger, we will follow your instructions."

The six great gods left Chaoge City in great joy of victory. However, only Shi Xing did not leave with the crowd.

He came to the center of the battlefield where fierce fighting had just taken place, looking for the figure of the great swordsman Zi Yu. After a careful search, he finally found the great swordsman Zi Yu, and noticed that Zi Yu's heart was still beating faintly.

Shi Xing was unable to conceal his inner joy. He quickly picked up Zi Yu and shouted excitedly: "Great Swordsman, you will never die easily! Someone as strong as you is exactly the opponent I long for. I am looking forward to competing with you again!"

Then, he carried Zi Yu on his shoulders and walked towards his city of the dead with firm steps.

A whole day and night after this fierce and cruel war ended, a thin young man in gray clothes rode a horse alone and slowly came to the capital of the Shang State, which had once experienced a thrilling battle.

He looked from afar, his eyes fell on the towering cross, on which was tied a corpse. When he saw the face of the corpse clearly, helplessness surged in his heart, and he immediately understood what terrible thing had happened here.

The young man jumped off his horse and walked towards the body of the Shang king.

He walked to the body of King Shang, and said with helplessness in his eyes: "Master, you and your brother have indeed failed. I don't have a system or anything like that, so I can't help you for now, but I will never let your brother suffer such humiliation."

The young man's name is Wang Hun, and he is the favorite disciple of the great swordsman Zi Yu.

Wang Hun stretched out his hands and tried to untie the ropes tied to the cross and rescue the body of the Shang king. However, at this moment, several Zhou soldiers discovered his actions and quickly rushed to stop him. The leader was a small leader. He shouted angrily: "Little brat, this is not something you can touch! This is a rebel, get out of here!"

Hearing the word "rebel", Wang Hun's eyes became more determined. He straightened his body and answered word by word: "Rebel? He is my uncle-master. I must save him. Anyone who stops me will die!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was full of determination and courage.

The leader was immediately horrified and shouted, "The remnants of the rebellion, the remnants of the Shang State, catch them, there will be a huge reward!"

Hearing this, Wang Hun responded indifferently: "Want to kill me? I'll kill you!"

The little leader and the Zhou soldiers present burst into laughter when they heard this. The little leader even arrogantly mocked, "Just a little brat like you? I can beat a hundred of them by myself! Guys, quickly catch him!"

However, before their laughter died down, Wang Hun had quickly condensed a Qi-refining sword and swung it vigorously. In an instant, the little leader and others didn't even have time to finish a complete sentence before their heads were torn apart and they were killed on the spot.

Wang Hun looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "There are always some evil people in this world... It's more important to save Master's body first."

After saying that, he held the Qi-refining sword in his hand and gently waved it towards the cross. With a light "click" sound, the rope that had tightly bound the body of the Shang King broke instantly. Then, Wang Hun lightly jumped up, carefully hugged the body of the Shang King, and then took the Shang King to jump on a horse and galloped away into the distance.

Wang Hun rode his horse and galloped all the way, with the body of the Shang king on the horse's back. They had already run hundreds of miles.

Along the way, Wang Hun was chased by hundreds of Zhou cavalrymen, but he relied on his superb swordsmanship, powerful Qi-refining techniques, and fearless courage to kill all the enemies.

Finally, he came to a primeval forest and stopped his horse. The forest was vast and boundless, with towering trees that blocked out the sun. It was an excellent hiding place. Wang Hun thought, "There shouldn't be any Zhou soldiers chasing us here, and the gods won't come to such a remote place just for a corpse." So he hugged the body of the King of Shang, jumped off his horse, and walked into the depths of the forest.

He found a quiet open space and gently placed the body of the Shang King on the ground. Looking at the body in front of him, Wang Hun felt sad. He sighed, "You are the king of the Shang Kingdom after all, but now you can only be buried in this wilderness. It is really sad! Forget it, I don't want to think too much. I'd better bury you first, and then look for the whereabouts of my master. I don't know whether he is alive or dead now."

After that, Wang Hun dug a big pit, found some large leaves from the surroundings, carefully wrapped the body of the Shang king, put it in the pit, and buried it. Then, he piled up a high grave mound and moved some big stones to press it on top.

After doing all this, Wang Hun bowed deeply to the tomb of the Shang king to express his respect and grief. Then, he got on his horse, turned around and left, and his figure gradually disappeared into the dense forest.