Immortal God of War

"Zhuge Mingyang is the descendant of the State Preceptor, then wouldn’t the State Preceptor’s surname also be Zhuge?"

"Boss, do you know the State Preceptor’s name?"

Fatty asked.

"I don’t know."

"Everyone basically respects him as the State Preceptor. I’ve really never heard what his name is."

Qin Feiyang shook his head.

Fatty said, "How did he become the State Preceptor back then?"

"You’d have to ask the current emperor."

Qin Feiyang whispered.

Immediately.

He looked up at the Senior Valley Master and said, "You’ve been following the State Preceptor for so long, you should know these things!"

"I really don’t know about these."

"His schemes and his relationship with Zhuge Mingyang are things that the Second Valley Master and I deduced secretly over time."

The Senior Valley Master said.

"That old bastard really is thorough in his actions."

Fatty snorted coldly.

"The same saying goes: there’s no wall without cracks in the world. Even though he did things so secretly, wasn’t he still discovered by us now?"

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.

"What you wanted to know, I’ve already told you. Can you now help me undo the Blood Soul Art?"

The Senior Valley Master looked at him pleadingly.

"I have no way."

"But I will go ask others."

Having said that, Qin Feiyang left the ancient castle, took out the Image Crystal Stone, and contacted Lu Hong.

Lu Hong quickly responded to him and gave him a coordinate.

...

The Sea of Reincarnation!

The wild wind howled, the sea waves covered the sky.

On the sea hundreds of miles from the coast, a massive island stood tall.

On the island, jagged rocks were scattered.

But aside from the rocks, there was nothing else, completely barren.

At this moment.

Right at the center of the island, thousands of people were gathered together.

Most of them were ordinary people without cultivation.

They looked at the endless sea around them, eyes full of fear and confusion.

That’s right!

They were the villagers from that village.

Wang XiaoJie, Wang Jin, were all in the crowd.

And surrounding these villagers were people who had escaped from the underground world.

They were protecting these villagers.

Because around the island, sea beasts could appear at any moment.

In the distance on the sea’s surface, dozens of sea beasts’ corpses floated.

As for those dozen Nine-Star War Emperors, they were now standing with Lu Hong and Luk Zheng, anxiously looking at the sky.

Swoosh!

Suddenly!

Above the island.

A white silhouette appeared out of thin air.

It was Qin Feiyang.

Lu Hong was the first to approach, smiling, "You’re back!"

Qin Feiyang nodded.

Luk Zheng also flew up beside Qin Feiyang, asking in a low voice, "What about the State Preceptor and Ren Duxing?"

Qin Feiyang said, "Ren Duxing is dead, but the State Preceptor was rescued."

"Amazing!"

Luk Zheng looked at Qin Feiyang in surprise.

He could actually kill Ren Duxing.

"Who rescued the State Preceptor?"

Lu Hong asked.

"His descendants."

"This matter is too complicated, I’ll slowly explain it to you later."

Having said this, Qin Feiyang stepped out and landed beside Wang XiaoJie’s family.

"Brother Jian Fei, what exactly is going on?"

"Why did all the people who entered the Celestial Sect suddenly return?"

A few teenagers immediately came up, surrounding Qin Feiyang, pointing at those who escaped from the underground world, asking.

Other villagers were also full of confusion.

"Children, there is simply no Celestial Sect in this world."

An old man with white hair came out, stood beside Qin Feiyang, looked at the teenagers, and sighed.

"No Celestial Sect?"

"Then why can you all fly?"

Those teenagers asked.

"This..."

The old man with white hair didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

"You are?"

Qin Feiyang looked at the old man with white hair, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The voice of the old man with white hair made him feel familiar.

The old man with white hair said, "I was the one secretly warning you in the underground world."

"So it was you."

Qin Feiyang suddenly realized.

The old man with white hair said, "And my name is Wang Yangfeng."

"Wang Yangfeng?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

Isn’t that the name on the ancestral tombstone?

"Your name is also Wang Yangfeng?"

"Our ancestor was also named Wang Yangfeng!"

The people buzzed with curiosity, looking at the old man with white hair.

"I..."

The old man with white hair looked at the villagers, just about to explain, but was interrupted by Qin Feiyang.

"Why?"

Wang Yangfeng looked at him in doubt.

"In their hearts, you have long been dead. If you tell them now that you are their ancestor, they won’t be able to accept it."

Qin Feiyang transmitted in secret.

Wang Yangfeng paused, then bitterly smiled and asked, "Then when can I tell them?"

Qin Feiyang thought for a moment, then transmitted in secret, "After they have some understanding of the path of cultivation."

"Understood."

Wang Yangfeng nodded.

Splash!

Suddenly.

Wang Yangfeng knelt before Qin Feiyang.

Seeing this.

The others who had escaped from the underground world also knelt down one after another.

In the crowd, the Crane Immortal frowned but reluctantly knelt as well.

"Why are you doing this?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for saving us from the Bitter Sea."

Wang Yangfeng said with his head lowered, tears streaming from his eyes.

Qin Feiyang looked at Wang Yangfeng, his eyes flickering.

"For thousands of years, watching my descendants being constantly enslaved by the Senior Valley Master, I was powerless to stop it. Do you know how it made me feel?"

"I even considered ending my life to atone."

"But I knew I couldn’t do that because only by living well do I have a chance to lead everyone out of the Bitter Sea."

"I tried many methods, but none worked."

"If not for your arrival, we likely would never escape the clutches of the Senior Valley Master."

"So no matter what, Master Qin must accept our three bows."

Wang Yangfeng cried out, kowtowing in gratitude.

"Please accept our three bows!"

The others also heavily knocked their heads on the ground three times.

Qin Feiyang said, "Protecting the citizens of Great Qin is my duty. Please rise!"

"Duty?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Luk Zheng stepped forward and said lightly, "You might not know, but the young man in front of you is a descendant of the first-generation emperor."

"First-generation emperor?"

The villagers looked doubtful.

Luk Zheng felt helpless.

Even an emperor is unknown to them; are these people primitives?

Luk Zheng looked at Wang Yangfeng and the others, asking, "Do you not know either?"

"We don’t know who the first-generation emperor is, but we understand the meaning of the word emperor - it represents the ruler of a country."

"And the first-generation emperor is the founding emperor."

Wang Yangfeng said.

"You can understand it that way."

Luk Zheng nodded and said, "Qin Feiyang is the descendant of the founding emperor."

Wang Yangfeng and the others exchanged glances, surprised at Qin Feiyang’s distinguished background.

Qin Feiyang smiled and looked at Wang Yangfeng, asking, "What are your plans?"

"Plans?"

Wang Yangfeng was puzzled.

Qin Feiyang asked, "How will you settle these villagers?"

Wang Yangfeng thought for a moment and asked, "May I ask, is that State Preceptor truly a deity?"

"Sort of."

Qin Feiyang said.

Wang Yangfeng’s heart sank immediately.

Qin Feiyang said, "To cultivate you, the State Preceptor has spent countless efforts, so he definitely won’t let you go. You must quickly find a concealed place to settle."

"Although I know little about the Great Qin Empire, I know one thing, that under the heavens, all lands are under the king’s dominion, and all people are his subjects..."

"The entire world belongs to the Great Qin Empire. Where can we find a place to settle?"

Wang Yangfeng sighed, his old face full of worry.

Luk Zheng’s eyes flashed as he whispered, "Brother, aren’t you in need of people now? Why not take this chance to recruit them for your own use?"

"For my own use?"

Qin Feiyang was taken aback.

"Exactly!"

"Look, most of these people are War Emperors, and there are even more than ten Nine-Star War Emperors. With a bit of training, you might even cultivate a few Pseudo Gods."

"By then, you’ll have the power to rival the Imperial Palace."

Luk Zheng whispered.

"Makes sense."

Qin Feiyang’s eyes lit up.

The people of this village are talented; if guided properly, they could definitely help him achieve great things.

"Besides, using the people trained by the State Preceptor against him, don’t you find it interesting?"

Luk Zheng grinned mischievously.

Qin Feiyang lowered his head and pondered.

After a while.

The helpless Wang Yangfeng looked up at Qin Feiyang and actively said, "Master Qin, you are the descendant of the founding emperor and surely have a way to help us. Please, help us?"

Qin Feiyang’s eyes flashed, and he looked up, saying, "I can help you, but I have one condition."

"Please, go on."

Wang Yangfeng was overjoyed.

"Serve me in the future."

Qin Feiyang said.

"This..."

Wang Yangfeng’s smile froze instantly.

The expressions of the others also changed, becoming less friendly.

"Rest assured."

"I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want, nor will I harm anyone in your village."

"In other words, you will be completely free."

Qin Feiyang said.

Wang Yangfeng frowned deeply.

"Master Qin, aren’t you the descendant of the founding emperor? With your status, a word from you should be enough to lift us out of our current predicament!"

At this moment.

A sarcastic voice sounded.

Qin Feiyang looked up and saw the Crane Immortal staring at him coldly.

Qin Feiyang asked, "What do you want to say?"

The Crane Immortal sneered, "I want to say, you’re no different from the State Preceptor, both wanting to enslave us and make us work for you."

Hearing this, Qin Feiyang was indifferent, but Wang Yangfeng feared angering him and turned to glare at the Crane Immortal, shouting, "Shut up!"

"Ancestor."

"I’m speaking the truth; none of these people are good. Don’t be fooled by his sweet talk."

The Crane Immortal said anxiously.

"Whether he’s good or not, I will decide; it’s not your place to interrupt!"

Wang Yangfeng roared.

"You..."

The Crane Immortal was furious and coldly said, "Do as you wish. I won’t follow him."

"I don’t believe that without his protection, with my Five Star War Emperor’s strength, I can’t find my place in the Great Qin Empire."

"Do what you want. I’m leaving, goodbye!"

With that,

The Crane Immortal swung his sleeve in anger and turned to leave.