I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

This mark is exactly the same as the brilliant golden handprint he formed when he used the Tathagata Palm in the past, as if the mysterious source of infinite power hidden in his body is about to burst forth.

"Could this be... the supreme power of the Tathagata Palm?"

Long Bin was overwhelmed with shock. He never dreamed that he would actually comprehend the true meaning of the Tathagata Palm and grasp its supreme power at the critical moment when he was on the verge of life and death.

This power was so strong it was suffocating, as if it could shake the heavens and earth and turn the sun and moon upside down. It made him feel an unprecedented sense of power and confidence, as if the whole world was trembling beneath his feet.

Suddenly, he sensed an even more immense power surging forth from the depths of his body. This power was so strong that it terrified him, as if it could destroy the entire vast universe, cause stars to fall, and change the color of the sky and earth.

Long Bin knew that this was the power of the Tathagata Palm, which had fully awakened within him. He took a deep breath, feeling this surging power rushing through his body like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable, as if it were about to take him into a brand new world full of miracles and the unknown.

At this moment, he was no longer the Long Bin of the past. He had mastered the true power of the Tathagata Palm and become a true martial arts supreme, as if he could control the universe, dominate all things, and make heaven and earth bow down to him.

"Hahaha, leader of the Netherworld Sect, you never expected this, did you? I actually comprehended the supreme mystery of the Tathagata Palm at the moment of life and death!"

Long Bin burst into laughter, his laughter echoing through the castle for a long time, as if to completely dispel all fear and despair. His figure flashed again, as fast as a shooting star, and he instantly arrived in front of the leader of the Netherworld Sect.

The leader of the Netherworld Cult collapsed to the ground, his breath so weak that he seemed about to vanish into nothingness at any moment. His eyes, as he looked at Long Bin, were filled with terror and despair, as if he saw death beckoning to him.

"You...you actually..."

The leader of the Netherworld Cult stammered, but before he could finish speaking, Long Bin snapped his neck. His eyes were filled with resentment and despair, as if he couldn't believe that it was all real and that his life had come to an end.

Looking at the corpse of the Netherworld Sect leader, Long Bin felt a mix of emotions and relief. Although the battle had been arduous, he had ultimately achieved victory, and all of this was thanks to the power of the Tathagata Palm.

He stood up, looked around at the ruined castle, turned and strode away from this place filled with fear and despair. His figure appeared particularly tall and lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Although Prince Longbin had been wandering the martial world under the name Ninglong for half a year, his territory had not been neglected. With capable ministers such as Wu Yizhi and Ma Gui assisting him, and fierce generals such as Yu Hongtao guarding the region, Lishui County, Huanghuai County, and Dinghai Special Zone had already ushered in the cold winter.

This summer and autumn, not only did rice and wheat yield bumper harvests, but cotton also produced a plentiful crop, creating a scene of prosperity. In particular, the carrots redeemed from the Transcendent System's shop grew like crazy, becoming incredibly popular and sought after by the people.

The day after returning to the Southern King's Mansion, Ma Gui excitedly reported that he had successfully negotiated a deal with the Minnan Kingdom for 76 cannons and 300 cannonballs, with a transaction value of 6 million taels of gold.

Upon hearing this, Long Bin nodded slightly and said, "Bomb technology is no longer a top secret. Taking advantage of this opportunity to transfer the technology and make a fortune is the best strategy. You should also trade with countries like Xiyue, Yangqian, and Shu to secure even more benefits."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Ma Gui replied respectfully.

"Next spring, we will launch a full-scale war against the Dongjiang Kingdom. At that time, we will need a large amount of money to support it," Long Bin said after a moment of contemplation.

Ma Gui hesitated several times, as if he had something difficult to say. Long Bin asked curiously, "You are my first senior minister. Speak freely, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Upon hearing this, Ma Gui knelt down with a thud and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, I humbly request that you send troops to abolish the false king, Long Yunxi."

Upon hearing this, Long Bin rose and helped Ma Gui up, sighing, "Minister Ma, do you think I don't want to? It's just that this talk of a fake king is only one person's opinion. In the capital, and even throughout the country, how many people would agree with our view?"

“This…” Ma Gui’s old eyes became confused.

“Although Long Yunxi’s title is not legitimate, the country has been governed significantly better than usual this past year, which is a fact we have to admit. He seems to be more suitable to sit on that dragon throne than our father,” Long Bin continued.

Upon hearing this, Ma Gui was stunned. He never expected that the King of the South, Long Bin, would speak so highly of the fake King Long Yunxi.

Meanwhile, inside the Golden Palace in Kyoto, the imposter King Long Yunxi was speaking to several trusted ministers: "Now that my throne is secure and the country is at peace, it's time to deal with the thorn in my side, Prince Long Bin of the South."

"Your Majesty, our firearms workshop has successfully developed cannons and gunpowder. Last night, we tested six cannons at Beishan, and each one was incredibly powerful!" Minister of War Xiao Zuopeng said excitedly, and the other officials also showed joy upon hearing this.

Upon hearing this, Long Yunxi was overjoyed and said, "This matter must be kept secret. Tell Zhu Yongjin that we have been raising an army for a thousand days, and now we are going to use it for one. Use all the cannons we have to help me reclaim Handan City!"

Ji Fangkui, who had just taken office as the garrison commander of the Hebei Special Zone, never dreamed that in the middle of the night on New Year's Eve, Handan City would be bombarded by more than twenty cannons.

The garrison at Handan was thrown into chaos. They had always been invincible, but today they were being bombarded relentlessly, as if the sky had fallen.

Fortunately, these cannons had a short range, and the gunpowder was not powerful enough; otherwise, everything would have been lost. By the time the defending soldiers awoke, the imperial army had already arrived at the city walls, and the northwest corner had fallen.

Ji Fangkui immediately dispatched four of his guards with tokens to supervise the defense and counterattack in the four cardinal directions. He himself rode a fiery steed, wielding a ten-foot-long silver spear, and led his guards straight to the northwest corner.

Chief of the guards, Wu Qunren, shouted to the panicked soldiers, "General Ji is here!"

Ji Fangkui raised his spear and roared, "Brothers, follow me and drive back the enemy!"

In ancient warfare, generals were the key factor in determining victory or defeat, and they would always lead the charge when charging into battle.

Generals are the soul of the army; with the arrival of the commander-in-chief, the morale of the troops immediately stabilized.

Ji Fangkui, wielding a gun in both hands, charged into the enemy ranks like a tiger descending a mountain, unleashing a flurry of thrusts and sweeps. He was immediately surrounded by several imperial officers.