Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Within the dead zone, black and gold auras mingled, and a faint but powerful pressure permeated the area.

Li Junsu's encounter with Yin Tang was not without its gains.

Wang Wei was merged into the Death Domain by Li Junsu.

Those who are not strong will find it difficult to move an inch.

"Show us what you've got."

Li Junsu looked at the famous general opposite him and, unusually, took the initiative to speak.

The Demon Emperor, who had mastered the Taiping Demon Arts, was indeed vulnerable unless he was at his peak.

However, his opponent, before he fell into demonic possession, was known as one of the Three Heroes during the period before the Taiping Dao uprising and the Three Kings Rebellion.

During that period, this opponent was even known as the number one general.

He was the foremost general at the end of the Han Dynasty.

This kind of person is not like those useless people from the Huanxi Temple or Tantric sects who only know demonic arts.

When the Taiping Dao uprising broke out, it swept across eight provinces, plunging the world into chaos.

Under the leadership of Zhang Jiao, the Celestial Master, the Way of Peace was invincible.

Armed with hoes and wooden sticks, they dared to fight regular soldiers to the death and even win big victories.

This kind of leader, this kind of morale, ignited a wildfire of hope wherever the Way of Peace went.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.

The power of this statement is perhaps only weaker than that of "Are kings and generals born with a special destiny?"

But this wildfire was extinguished by the person in front of him with a single hand.

The banner raised by the person in front of us was also very simple.

To rid the Han people of a scourge.

In the Battle of Changshe, tens of thousands were killed; in the two prefectures of Yan and Yu, the Taiping Dao Bu Si tribe was annihilated; in the Battle of Guangzong, the leader Zhang Liang and more than 30,000 Taiping soldiers were killed, and 50,000 soldiers drowned themselves in the river.

In the final battle of Guangquyang, he killed Zhang Bao, the brother of the Celestial Master, annihilated more than 100,000 soldiers, and built a Jingguan (a mound of corpses) to intimidate the world.

In just suppressing the Taiping Dao, this man killed more than 200,000 people.

Not to mention that the Great Teacher of this world did not die of illness, but was surrounded and killed by Huangfu Song with the help of others.

He subsequently quelled countless rebellions, large and small, making him a hero even the Grand Tutor Dong envious of.

At that time, the person in front of me did not possess any demonic powers.

It is a grand and majestic military strategy.

However, even if this famous general were to awaken, he would still be easily defeated.

Huangfu Song is very strong, but Li Junsu is already the second human butcher.

"The opponent I want is the famous general Yoshizane."

Li Junsu looked at the stunned Huangfu Song in front of him, then with a flick of his blade, the shadow of Fengdu City vanished.

Huangfu Song, courtesy name Yizhen.

The words reveal the expectations that elders have for their descendants. Perhaps it is this pure Confucian style that has nurtured a loyal minister like Huangfu Song.

This famous general, whose prestige, influence, and strength were all greater than that of the man surnamed Dong, obediently returned to the imperial court because he used the imperial court's order.

For this reason, Li Junsu preferred his opponent to be the renowned general Yi Zhen, rather than the Demon Emperor.

Huangfu Song obediently returned to the court and was subsequently imprisoned. If it weren't for his son's intervention, he would have been killed by the man surnamed Dong.

From any perspective, this was incredibly stupid. At the time, his deputies advised him to first remove Dong, or even to establish himself as emperor.

But the renowned general before him resolutely refused.

Huangfu Song knew that returning to the imperial court would mean certain death.

But his loyalty to the emperor still led him to walk right into the trap.

The man surnamed Dong also knew the general's Achilles' heel: he used the imperial court's name to force him to return to the capital.

Don't you think I'm stupid?

The stunned Demon Emperor snapped out of his daze, gathered his thoughts, and chuckled softly.

“I know a friend who has a similar temperament to you.”

Li Junsu seemed to realize something and replied with a smile.

The God of War is indeed very capable, but it's also a skill that he always chooses the wrong side.

Sometimes, when a minister has no opportunity to display his talents, he can only blame it on being born at the wrong time.

"I'm actually quite jealous of him."

Thinking of the God of War's illustrious reputation, Huangfu Song stroked the hilt of his sword, a bitter smile curving his lips.

He and Li Jing had similar temperaments, but their fates were worlds apart.

He and Li Jing were separated by an entire Northern and Southern Dynasties period. That Li Jing even reported that the Wei Feng family was plotting a rebellion.

Even with such behavior, he could be saved and given the opportunity to fully display his talents. Huangfu Song was truly jealous of Li Jing.

They are both monarchs, but the difference between them is greater than that between a human and a dog.

Despite Li Jing's constant grumbling about the emperor, he would rather die than accept a different ruler.

"I apologize for making this a laughing stock of you. Demonic arts... are indeed not suitable for the current situation."

Huangfu Song put aside his random thoughts, smiled, and sheathed his longsword. The next moment, the dead zone suddenly disappeared.

The lake surface rippled.

"This is the Lake of the Heart, the ultimate teaching of Confucianism."

"Reflect your heart in the lake, and cultivate yourself through the lake."

"Let me see what your heart truly is."

As the sound faded, the lake reflected the azure sky.

Strange sights appeared one after another.

On the outermost edge, there was a pitch-black night sky. At the same time, the scene of Huangfu Song plotting to ambush and kill Zhang Jiao, and then betraying him and killing some of the Taiping demons slowly emerged.

The Taiping heretics only went to the Tantric sect because Huangfu Song betrayed them.

Further in, the setting sun was like blood.

"General, what should we do with these corpses?"

Huangfu Song stood in the center of the battlefield, covered in blood, surrounded by scorched earth and the corpses of Taiping soldiers.

At the center of these corpses, the general stood tall, covered in blood.

"Build a Jingguan."

The general stroked the hilt of his sword, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

"Yes!"

Although the soldiers were somewhat reluctant, they still obeyed the order and left.

When Huangfu Song led his troops, he would eat only after his soldiers had eaten their fill.

He only went to sleep after the soldiers had fallen asleep.

The soldiers took the spoils of war first, and then he counted them.

Therefore, his soldiers could kill even the Taiping soldiers, who were trying to survive, without any psychological burden.

Further in, the setting sun cast a warm glow.

The famous general was humiliated by someone surnamed Dong and nearly died, which led him to accept the Taiping sorcery.

The bullying went too far, igniting the warriors' fighting spirit, and the Demon Emperor descended upon the world.

Further inside, there is a spirited general, displaying his imposing presence as he quells rebellions and rises through the ranks.

At the very center of the lake, there was this famous general, listening to his father's earnest teachings.

"Father, why must we be loyal to the emperor?"

The young child looked at his father with some confusion.

"For the sake of the world."

The parents patted their child's head and smiled.

"A mountain of soldiers, a sea of ​​scholars."

The child grew up quickly, and like most geniuses, he soon figured out his path in life.

Is this the path of Confucianism?

Li Junsu looked at the center, at that spirited figure, and felt a strange sense of wonder about the lake in his heart.

Heart Lake, with your true heart, facing your true heart.

The purer your mind, the greater your chances of winning.

Use your own heart to destroy the enemy's moral compass.

The Confucian path relies on using literary talent to question both the enemy and oneself.

One either becomes a saint and achieves perfection, or perishes halfway and disappears into the river of time.

"The first time I fought against a Confucian, my opponent was a military general."

Li Junsu smiled inwardly, feeling somewhat helpless.

None of the court officials of the Great Qian Dynasty truly followed the Confucian path.

There may have been, but there isn't anymore.

The court officials pursued practicality, and the Confucian principles of Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher were difficult to uphold during the Great Qian Dynasty.

While the "ruler" in this context doesn't necessarily have to be completely obedient to the emperor, a certain level of respect for him is still required.

Even the most respectful rulers and fathers must still observe proper etiquette.

But those people in the Taiji Hall were practically cursing the emperor to his nose.

They refrained from taking action because they were restrained.