I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Ji Fa proclaims himself king, sword pointing at Chao Ge?

This is indeed surprisingly fitting.

Han Zhan suddenly understood his master Jiang Ziya’s intention.

"Now that Emperor Xin has successfully devoured the Celestial God, his power level has become unstoppable."

"The Ancestral Temple, based on the wish power of the populace’s faith, chooses to proclaim themselves king and emperor at this time, gathering the faith of millions to counterbalance him."

"Moreover, we must act quickly!"

Jiang Ziya nodded slightly, "Indeed, you are truly the child of destiny, understanding at a glance."

"The faith of Xiqi’s people is limited to this corner of Xiqi; if you proclaim yourself king, making the vassal states submit and uniting the people, only then can you defeat Emperor Xin."

"But how can we make other vassals willingly submit?" Han Zhan asked.

After all, this is the Fruit World, not entirely consistent with the history I know.

Emperor Xin has no record of being tyrannical, and the vassals have no absolute reason to submit.

A forced union bears no fruit unless it is in accordance with the great trend, and it cannot unite people’s hearts.

The rationale of justified actions holds here.

Facing this problem, Jiang Ziya shook his head slightly and replied:

"Wait a little longer."

"Trust me, this opportunity will appear soon."

"Until then, we should prepare thoroughly in advance."

Han Zhan, after hearing the response, did not decline further.

In truth, he knew in his heart, this should be the ultimate main line belonging to this Fruit World.

He had no reason to refuse.

The conversation ended.

The disappearance of the Sun God has a great impact; at least today, while many citizens of Xiqi digest this happy news, Han Zhan’s bronze seal absorbed much new Power of Faith.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Ziya, on behalf of the Ancestral Temple, also expressed the desire to assist Ji Fa in becoming the King of the Zhou Kingdom to the people of Xiqi.

Unsurprisingly, all Xiqi citizens supported this decision of the Ancestral Temple.

After all, Ji Fa, as a person of Xiqi, his contributions to Xiqi are evident to all.

Helping to suppress grain barn riots and rescue the people.

Assisting in resolving the Celestial God Sacrifice issue, turning the tide, preventing punishment upon Xiqi.

The offerings transformed by the Power of Creation satisfied the Celestial God, who bestowed a Starlight Stone statue to protect Xiqi, allowing everyone to see the light again.

Engaging with the Quanrong Trading Team, acquiring a large quantity of Molten Fire Stones, and utilizing Lava Monsters for labor and guarding...

Each deed is a concrete action Ji Fa took for Xiqi, visible to the naked eye.

And now, with the total disappearance of the Sun God, combined with the promotion from the Ancestral Temple, the people naturally attributed this merit to Ji Fa.

His prestige reached unprecedented heights.

He successfully became the King of the Zhou Kingdom, taking over Xiqi from Jiang Ziya.

Since it’s not his first time being a king, Han Zhan was more proficient than Jiang Ziya imagined.

Upon taking office, he immediately appointed Jiang Ziya as the State Preceptor, elevating the Ancestral Temple to the National Temple.

Then, he announced that the Sun God was officially annihilated as a result of the collective effort of the Ancestral Temple,

the Ancestral Temple also sacrificed Shen Luo, Lu Tao, Bai Shang, and Chang Hao—four outstanding disciples, establishing a commemorative site beside the altar for them.

To celebrate the Sun God’s demise, Han Zhan decided on a nationwide celebration and grand feast.

With his current cultivation in the Divine Realm, this level of food consumption was nothing.

Lastly, Han Zhan, as the New Emperor Rong, annexed Quanrong into the Zhou Kingdom’s territory.

These successive events spread orderly, bringing news of sorrow, of joy, and of inspiration.

Watching Han Zhan handle matters with such seasoned skill, Jiang Ziya suddenly felt his role as State Preceptor was somewhat dispensable.

Originally thinking that after Han Zhan became king, it would take at least two days to handle things, yet under his absurdly high efficiency, it was done in half a day?

That night, Han Zhan returned to the Ancestral Temple,

which was not lively to begin with and had now become even more desolate.

When Han Zhan found Jiang Ziya, he was sitting alone in the great hall, a solitary and forlorn figure.

"Master, now that the Ancestral Temple is the National Temple and the Sun God has disappeared, there’s no need to remain underground."

Han Zhan looked at Jiang Ziya and said.

"I know. However, there isn’t much energy to spare for the construction of the Ancestral Temple right now, it can wait..."

"Master, this won’t require much energy. Let me show you something."

Han Zhan interrupted Jiang Ziya and then opened his hand.

The silver glow of the Creation Skill flickered, and a tiny, almost invisible object appeared in Han Zhan’s hand.

"What is... this?" Jiang Ziya hesitated, then asked.

"This is a small surprise I prepared for Emperor Xin." Han Zhan’s face showed a slight smile, "This is — Nanomachines!"

...

Two days later.

On the outskirts of Xiqi.

A group of people was running toward Xiqi, looking distressed.

They were panicked, as if they had experienced something terrifying.

While running, they kept glancing fearfully behind them, ensuring no one was following.

At the front of the group was a middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothing, exuding a noble aura; although disheveled, he still had the imposing presence of a superior.

"Just how far is it to Xiqi?"

"Your Majesty, Xiqi is almost upon us, we..."

The subordinate’s words trailed off abruptly, his voice halting.

Then, he suddenly drew his sword, slashing at the person he called "Your Majesty."

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

At that moment, a beam of light shot down, hitting the frantic subordinate and precisely piercing his heart.

As the monarch of the Yong Kingdom felt he narrowly survived, he looked up.

The sky before him suddenly darkened.

It wasn’t due to the onset of night; it was because a colossal mechanism he had never seen appeared in front of him.

A voice emerged from the massive mechanism:

"Who are you?"

Xiqi, inside the palace.

The encounter and information from the outskirts were soon relayed back.

"The Yong Kingdom has fallen; not only was the Celestial God who decreed divine punishment consumed, but the fate of all people of the Yong Kingdom turned chaotic, ultimately leaving only the monarch and a few others to escape."

"Master, is this the ’opportunity’ you spoke of?"

Han Zhan savored the news, turning his head to look at Jiang Ziya beside him.

"Indeed."

"Emperor Xin finally couldn’t resist; I said before, his ambition wouldn’t be satisfied with the Celestial God, but with the fate of all under heaven."

"Only when these vassal states face calamity will they choose to seek refuge with us."

"I have already spread the word of Xiqi’s intent to campaign against Emperor Xin, the formidable means of the Ancestral Temple, and you, a cultivator of the Divine Realm and King of the Zhou Kingdom."

"As long as the monarchs of those vassal states aren’t dull-minded, they should soon see the reality and come to align with us."

The deployment of vassals, the realization of people’s will.

This is the best time for Han Zhan to declare war against Emperor Xin!