Chapter 917 - 277: A Second Fruit World?
Han Zhan is the king of this world, Xiqi.
King Wu, Ji Fa.
Therefore, he is able to absorb the faith and wish power of the people, elevating his Great Dao.
The actions of Emperor Xin indeed brought him a tremendous realm impact.
However, at this moment, the imperial aura emanating from his entire being is even more intense and terrifying than before.
Why is this?
Because Han Zhan is not just the king of Xiqi.
He is also the only, and the most legendary, leader of Great Xia in the Blue Star Fruit World!
His people’s faith and wish power don’t just come from Xiqi, but from the citizens of dozens of Vassal States.
There is also Great Xia, and those on Blue Star he has rescued, from the Humanoid Race and other Alien Races.
This power of faith is also infused into his body through the Bronze Seal left to him by Jiang Ziya.
This makes his Great Dao more stable, even stronger than before.
Emperor Xin has his trump cards, and Han Zhan certainly has his!
"You indeed have the potential to become a king, but only one emperor is needed in this world."
Han Zhan raised his head and looked across.
He did not give Emperor Xin further opportunities to devour fate.
The previously hidden Xuanyuan Sword struck again in an instant.
The golden sword qi circling around him soared together with this strike.
The golden sword qi swiftly hit the Destiny Mark still attempting to devour fate.
An ocean-like surge of golden sword qi instantly engulfed it.
Below Destiny Mark, the mouth was ready to devour fate, forcefully infused with a large amount of golden sword qi.
If Destiny Mark could show expression, it should now be wearing a mask of pain.
Han Zhan’s sword had also struck Emperor Xin.
This time, he no longer had a substitute puppet for destiny.
To become a king, one must bear all the risks on the path to becoming one.
For instance, death.
"You are a worthy opponent, Emperor Xin."
Emperor Xin looked at his chest pierced by the Xuanyuan Sword, showing a helpless smile.
"Still...failed..."
"Really...a terribly ominous hexagram..."
"I should have known, not to let you inside."
Emperor Xin in his final moments shook his head helplessly.
Before dying, one always reminisces, reviewing their life.
He saw Han Zhan, led by his fourth disciple Chang Hao, arriving at his place, followed by his third junior sister Bai Shang.
At that time, Emperor Xin predicted his fate with a hexagram, and it was terribly ominous.
Yet he took the next step.
To devour the fate of the Sun God, for his ambition as the Jhin.
If he had not taken that step, Chang Hao, Bai Shang, and Shen Luo would not have died, and he would still be in the Ancestral Temple, living leisurely as the second senior brother.
Such a life seemed not bad either.
Emperor Xin’s gaze withdrew from his memories, his body cracked with countless fractures, with golden light flowing within them, as the Xuanyuan Sword Qi began to annihilate his body.
He seemed to feel no pain,
looked at Han Zhan and said:
"Apologize to Master for me."
"Consider this my fee for your errand."
While speaking, Emperor Xin raised his hand, condensing the Destiny Mark that was about to disappear, handing it to Han Zhan.
"Congratulations, you have won."
"From today, you are the world’s sole emperor."
Emperor Xin, death.
...
Emperor Xin’s death led to the collapse of the Chao Ge army.
All the summoned dead by Jhin’s ability vanished.
Only Han Zhan’s war machine still stood on the Mu Ye Plain, undaunted.
Victory was achieved.
The Alliance of Lords was still in disbelief, the twists and turns of victory and defeat, Han Zhan’s heroic turnaround and backup, all left them feeling surreal.
The swirling black shroud in the sky completely calmed.
Jiang Ziya descended from the sky with the Investiture of the Gods, returning to Han Zhan’s side.
"Mission accomplished." His face was slightly pale, but his overall condition was still acceptable.
"Mission accomplished." Han Zhan also smiled and returned the phrase to Jiang Ziya.
The main line of King Wu conquering Zhou ends here.
At this moment, Han Zhan completely reconciled with the membrane of Haotian Tower.
It turned out this was the Haotian Tower’s Fruit World... Until now, Han Zhan understood.
So, is there still a Kongtong Seal’s Fruit World left to visit?
How can I leave now, how can I reach the second Fruit World?
Han Zhan thought with confusion in his heart.
He stood still, waiting for a moment.
No reaction, the Fruit World neither kicked him out nor did a second Fruit World appear.
The scene seemed stuck here.
Can’t I leave this world... Han Zhan’s heart skipped a beat, looking around.
The Alliance of Lords was still celebrating, and Jiang Ziya was still smiling, showing no intention of disappearing.
Suddenly, Jiang Ziya’s voice sounded in his ear:
"You are thinking of how to leave here?"
He seemed to see through Han Zhan’s thoughts.
Master Jiang Ziya should be the only one in this Fruit World who knows Han Zhan’s identity.
Faced with his inquiry, Han Zhan nodded without concealing.
"I must leave."
"There are more outside who need my rescue."
"I know, from the extraordinary power of faith emanating from you, I knew."
Jiang Ziya nodded slightly and said.
"However, you should wait a moment."
"Trust me, the result won’t disappoint you."
"You still have some unresolved doubts, and now I can tell you."
After listening to Jiang Ziya’s words, Han Zhan slightly turned sideways, making a gesture of listening attentively.
"First, regarding the Ancestral Temple and the Celestial God, including your current Divine Realm, you should have noticed it’s not a true realm, or in other words, the path of cultivation in the Ancestral Temple and Celestial God is wrong."
Han Zhan nodded; he indeed felt this, for a simple reason.
The gap between gods and Celestial Gods is significantly apparent.
The process of himself entering the Divine Realm was also quite rushed.
Everything was like a seemingly delicious pancake, but biting into it you realize it was paper-made.
This feeling was initially strong, now emphasized by Jiang Ziya, it lingers even more.
"This is a failed attempt, this world is the same. Those Celestial Gods are merely created using Spirit Monster essence, without the foundation of the Great Dao."
"As for the Ancestral Temple’s method of cultivation, it’s the same, using faith as a shortcut. No path to becoming a god has shortcuts."
As Jiang Ziya’s words fell, Han Zhan’s realm started to decline again, the Bronze Seal in his hand vanished, along with his Divine Realm.
But in the next second, his cultivation realm, which was sealed, returned to him.
The sole difference likely being he truly fused with six, oh no, now it is seven.
Seven different authorities.
The long-lost power and the fusion of new authorities made Han Zhan feel he could truly breakthrough to being a god.
He temporarily suppressed this feeling.
"Next is the second, the origin of the Investiture of the Gods."
Jiang Ziya spoke with a smile continued.