Origin Paradise!

"Summon Consort Pei here."

The palace maid nodded, her expression softening.

When Consort Pei arrived with a languid expression, two robust maids swiftly and decisively strangled her with white silk ribbons.

"Take this to the Pei family. If they can't stand it, there's no need to mention the palace coup."

The Empress remained calm, stating that it was merely a matter of settling a personal score.

Within half an hour, Chief Minister Pei sent someone back a Yanggang token, the holder of which could mobilize Pei's Chongyue private army.

At midnight, the Empress drafted an edict in the Emperor's name and sent it to the Grand Secretariat. Chief Minister Pei assigned the matter to the Ministry of War, and Xie Anyi, the Minister of War at the time, mobilized the Imperial Guards and opened the four walls and nine gates.

The Jinwu Guard, Pei's Chongyue Army, Xie's Chenjun Army, and the Phoenix Guard personally controlled by the Empress, a total of 30,000 men, poured into the inner city, began to arbitrarily detain court officials, and attacked the palace.

The remaining forces of the Jianghu, such as the Salt Gang and the Canal Gang, as well as the remnants of the aristocratic families of Lin'an, gathered together. With the cooperation of various experts and the army, they completely occupied the inner city of the capital.

The palace is in grave danger.

Despite this, the Changling Legion refused the Ministry of War's orders. Under the command of the Legion Commander, Marquis Jiang Asan of Dengfeng, the army entered the city and blocked all passages, trapping the rebels between the inner city walls and the palace. At the same time, two thousand fierce guards were dispatched to launch a counterattack from the palace gates.

The main street of the inner city was cool and still at night.

With the charge of two thousand skeletal dragon riders who had been temporarily transferred, the Phoenix Guard was completely routed.

On the roadside buildings, the martial arts masters were somewhat at a loss.

"Twelve runners-up and over one hundred and sixty gold-level peak players."

On the main street, a woman in palace attire walked by, her beautiful fox-like eyes scanning the surroundings. The underworld heroes were mainly supported by the Xie family, and there were also two or three remnants of the martial arts world among them.

"Then kill them all."

Suddenly, a giant sword formation rose up.

Thanks to the power of the Martial Sect Master, Si Ning has been lining her own pockets like crazy lately. Among the treasures used to annihilate the Southern Liang sects, there was no shortage of immortal-level weapons. Even if the model wasn't suitable, someone would step in and modify it into a sword.

Nine immortal longswords stood horizontally.

Fifty-four epic longswords swirled around.

The number of Undying-grade swords reached over a thousand, forming a formidable sword formation resembling a mountain.

Si Ning activated the Divine Transformation: Great Master of Fate, and a small diamond-shaped sword appeared between her brows. With a gentle push of her delicate hand, the sword formation surged forward like a mountain.

Boom!

The entire street was cleaved in two, and more than a dozen tornado-like sword energies slaughtered the sub-heroes and martial arts masters. With just one sword strike, more than three thousand Phoenix Guard soldiers lay dead on the ground. As a complete hero, the greedy candidate now displayed his killing power to the fullest.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Si Ning quickly picked up a silver sword and plunged it into her shoulder to replenish her energy. Her previously depleted energy level was fully restored. When the smoke and dust cleared, she stood on the street with her hands behind her back, as lonely as snow.

The skeletal dragon riders on both sides immediately erupted in cheers.

"Sect Master Si, you're amazing!"

"As expected of a core member!"

"This sword formation is too powerful!"

Si Ning smiled faintly, turned around and drifted away.

Inside the Pei family residence.

The black-feathered youth went straight inside, followed by Zhao Shukui.

There were no obstacles along the way. Wuhe saw the Pei father and son under the big tree. The chief minister Pei had already committed suicide by poison.

“Brother Amateur, I didn’t expect you to be such an unwise person.” Wuhe said in a low voice, “My boss should have told you that he created the Changling Legion.”

Pei Yuye smiled slightly and said, "Xuanran is dead."

Wuhe frowned; he didn't think a woman would fundamentally affect the future direction of the powerful clans.

Pei Yuye said regretfully, "My uncles and elders often say that I have a good eye for people since I was a child, so we cooperated well in Qingzhou. His Majesty is harsh and ungrateful at heart, but he is quite good to his own people. I originally thought that the Pei family could become one of our own, but he died suddenly."

"That's the Princess Consort, the rightful Empress."

“Even she isn’t qualified, how could the Pei family possibly be?”

Pei Yuye looked at Wuhe with some envy and laughed, "Do you know what people call you these days?"

Wuhe sat down and casually asked, "How so?"

“The Inner Minister,” Pei Yuye said, “directly refers to Jiang Danglu as the Second Emperor. You have not actually accomplished anything truly great, hence the somewhat more criticism you receive.”

Wuhe said indifferently, "Would you rather be more dignified, or should I help you be more dignified?"

Pei Yuye shrugged and said, "If we delay a little longer and die after the Empress, at least we'll leave our names in the history books."

As expected, a quarter of an hour later, Zhuang Ya cut off the Empress's head and brought it to Wu He. When she saw that Pei Yuye was still alive, she was stunned for a moment, and then simply stepped forward and killed him with a sword.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Zhuang Ya's face was cold, but her voice was extremely clear. She hated traitors.

Wuhe clapped his hands and stood up, remarking with emotion, "The territory of Nanliang is much cleaner now."

As dawn broke, the streets of the capital were bathed in blood, a deep crimson hue everywhere.

……

Northern Wei Dynasty, on the banks of the Fen River.

Jiang He returned to the ruins of the tavern, with only Xie Anan by her side.

Ah Da went into hiding and began challenging various masters. Occasionally, he encountered troublesome sub-heroes, and Jiang He would go online to fight for him, striving for a decisive victory. Eventually, he ascended to the throne of the martial arts alliance leader, with the campaign slogan: "Unite to fight against the lackeys of the Martial Sect."

As for Lilith, she continues to erode the consciousness of the Eternal Dark World in the spiritual world, advancing to the seventh-order ruler. Whether she can fully grasp a high-order world is the most crucial factor.

[Note: Due to your first union with a Mythical-level Lustful Sin, you have obtained the Mythical-level title "Goddess" (Unique), original charm +3, charm value +7 (integrated into your own stats), and charm effect increased by 120%]

[Charm: 84+11]

"What the hell."

Jiang He looked down at the river, her captivating beauty almost exceeding the limits of the Reversal Magic.

Clearly, Lilith, the sinner of lust, has been using his body as a long-term vessel, and perhaps due to the attraction of the mortal realm, her charm value has been increasing rapidly.

"This guy can grow rapidly even if he's just a soul."

"Storm and the Crimson Goddess".

Jiang He even suspected that the other party's fall was simply to escape the attention of the boundless void, since such a formulaic behemoth power as the Origin was extremely rare.

In my field of vision, a scarlet line shot straight into the sky, and it wasn't far away.

Beside the young man in the khaki Taoist robe, a barbarian man with a deathly gaze wore a short robe and had a burly build.

The two trembled the moment the cold gaze fell upon them. The Taoist of the Three Mountains glanced at the "Barbarian Khan" beside him and said, "Since this person has come, it means that we are already marked and cannot escape."

The barbarian man sneered, "Even if I lose, I'll only lose a puppet. Keeping the body of the barbarian Khan is just trouble. But you, by surrendering rashly, you must be regretting it to the core."

The Taoist of the Three Mountains sneered, "In the present situation, we cannot afford to lose the elite of a thousand golden beings. With only a hundred people, what chance of victory do we have without this one? I am simply choosing a different path."

"Besides, there are still variables."

On the banks of the Fen River, Xie Anan suddenly distanced himself from Jiang He, activated his Divine Transformation: Star Lord, and a powerful rotating force surged from his hands.

At the same time, the Taoist of the Three Mountains unsealed the sacred beast Tu Lou within his body, transforming into a human with a sheep's head and a human body. He had four horns on his head, one of which was broken off, and was opposite the Yingyu. Tu Lou is a sacred beast that controls the earth.

Countless golden Sanskrit characters suddenly appeared on the "Barbarian Khan's" body. As the former chief disciple of Tianchan Temple, this barbarian leader possessed the world's most indestructible Vajra.

boom!

The Taoist of the Three Mountains made the first move, pointing his long sword at the ground. The earth trembled, and nine yellow rock dragons burst out of the ground, intertwining with each other like a storm and launching a strangling attack.

The Nine Dragon Sword of Yunxia Daoshan was right in his hand.

Jiang He remained calm and unleashed a punch. The raging torrent shattered the rock dragon, and a visible torrent of immense power tore a wide river through the ground, heading straight for the Three Mountains Taoist.

Xie Anan's figure flashed, and black and white light was released from his hands. He forcefully clashed with the torrent with the power of rotation, but the impact created by the power of authority was too vast. His arms were broken, but 30% of the force was also swept back, and he was forced to retreat hundreds of feet.

"Barbarian Khan" stepped forward, surrounded by a giant golden bell. He and Xie Anan shared the same judgment: to survive, they had to rely on the sub-legendary Nine Dragon Sword in the hands of the Three Mountains Taoist.

Although it seems absurd that three heroes could struggle to survive against a Gold-level opponent, that is the reality.

Long!

The protective golden bell shattered, and a deafening roar swept across both banks of the Fen River, shaking the vast city of Dongyongzhou.

The next moment, all three of them changed color.

Jiang He vanished from his spot, tearing through space and arriving directly behind the Three Mountains Taoist, smashing his prey's sword-wielding right arm with a single punch.

"Thinking of a close match?"

"What are you waiting for if you're not running?"

Chapter 597 The Battle of Chang'an

Swish swish.

The powerful punch from the King of Ages shattered the arm.

The splattered flesh and blood splattered on the ground like cannonballs, creating countless deep craters.

An indescribable pain arose, and the Taoist of the Three Mountains looked terrified. This outcome was completely different from what he had expected. The emperor's speed was simply too fast, almost completely surpassing that of ordinary heroes.

boom!

Jiang He delivered another punch.

Like the thunderous roar of a thousand troops, a deafening thunderclap echoed over Dongyongzhou City. An abyss-like pressure enveloped the three hero-level warriors present. The "Barbarian Khan"'s expression changed slightly. If nothing unexpected happened, this power should come from a legendary authority.

To possess the power of authority at the peak of the Golden Age is no longer a matter of opportunity or luck. Even if the great powers in the boundless void were to cultivate such a being with such "capacity," they would not be able to find one.

Wow!

The Taoist of the Three Mountains disappeared from the spot.

Xie Anan harnessed the power of rotation and swapped positions with the Three Mountains Taoist. Black and white light swirled and mixed between his hands, like a millstone. In his divine transformation state, he wore a magnificent crown robe, but his face was as pale as paper.

boom!

The immense force shattered the black and white millstone into dust. The rotational power only reduced its power by thirty percent. The raging fist light pierced through Xie Anan's chest. The extremely lethal fist energy destroyed flesh and blood, crushed bones, and wantonly swept through his body, annihilating his life force.

With just one punch, Xie Anan was forced back three hundred feet. He stood firmly on the banks of the Fen River, the overflowing fist energy splitting the river surface.

Just as he was about to die, two spirit fish, one black and one white, appeared. The black fish exploded and absorbed the damage with the power of rotation, while the white fish rushed into the body of the Three Mountains Taoist.

Xie Anan, who had managed to survive, had bloodshot eyes.

In his line of sight, Jiang He was examining the Nine Flood Dragon Sword in his hand. Nine illusory dragons, each about the length of a forearm, were tightly intertwined. The aura emanating from the Primordial Savage Dragon made these "sub-dragon species" tremble.

"Tyrant," Xie Anan said through gritted teeth.

“There’s still a fight ahead.” The Three Mountains Daoist’s expression was grim. “Many thanks to the Clan Head for the lucky white fish. I will take the lead from the front.”

"It's not like there's absolutely no chance of winning."

"Barbarian Khan" smiled coldly, because the body he was currently in was just a puppet, and he was the one with the strongest fighting spirit.

Jiang He looked up, lost in thought.

He had seen the Luck Fish on Yuan Changling.

The leaders of major sects, members of the imperial family of dynasties, and heads of ancient families can generally control the fortune they possess.

"In that case, I suspect it won't be an exception."

In the blink of an eye, one-third of the Southern Liang Dynasty's national fortune flowed out and merged into the illusory image of the Primordial Barbarian Dragon, as if it had been filled, and the dragon's head in the illusory image became solid.

Jiang He clenched his fist; his control over the power of force seemed to have increased by about ten percent.

The next moment, all three of them changed color.

The emperor, already at the absolute pinnacle of ordinary heroes, is still getting stronger.

call!

Space tore open again.

Jiang He approached the Taoist Sanshan and, ignoring the other's expression, punched him on the forehead.

Boom!

Within a radius of 100 meters, the earth shattered, the Yanggang River embankment, which had stood for hundreds of years, collapsed, and the Fen River surged forth, with waves soaring into the sky.