Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 682

Chapter 682 Daxia

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Mang still looks like a young man, tall and handsome.

But at this moment, he was wearing solemn and gorgeous clothes, and his aura was calm and steady, like a mountain.

Where his body was was an altar.

The altar is pure white and built very high.

In front of Mang, there are nine huge bronze tripods.

“Today… Mang is here to announce to the gods that Daxia will be established…”

Mang’s voice boomed like thunder, spreading all around, and the twelve princes of Daxia, three hundred generals, and tens of thousands of warriors behind him could hear it clearly.

After decades of wars, with the feudal technology tree and the spread of “original weapons”, the original small tribe has continued to expand and become a “dynasty”.

And the original young boy ‘Mang’ also grew up to be a true emperor!

In fact, because of his achievements in spreading science, creating writing, and spreading martial arts, his reputation among the human race is like that of a “Holy Emperor”.

Fang Xing was still in the Zhenwu Talisman at this time. His power was slightly condensed and he could sense the outside world slightly.

But it was only a ‘sensing’, and it was still impossible to move the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’.

‘But… this is a good trend, maybe it will work in the future…’

‘If I keep persisting like this, perhaps after countless years, I can break away from the Zhenwu Talisman and be reborn as a human being?’

“Instead of placing hope on the host, it is better to place it on myself!”

“Although… they are all ‘me’ too…”

Fang Xing turned his gaze and saw the twelve princes standing behind Mang.

These are the twelve most powerful warriors of Daxia who followed Mangdong in his campaigns.

What is surprising is that they all have some mutations to varying degrees.

Some have scales covering their bodies, some have blood-red eyes, and some have arms that have turned into bird claws…

At first glance, I thought it was a demon spirit.

“Even if there is ‘Original Martial Arts’ to suppress the large amount of blood of the ferocious beasts, it will still cause certain mutations in the body… Although it is benign, it looks a bit like a monster.”

During this period of time, Fang Xing also asked General Mang to store and study all the blood of ferocious beasts he could collect in the Zhenwu Talisman… and there were some results.

‘Although these beasts were born from the enlightenment of Panwu Dao, they are too weak…’

“Or… the world today is too weak to support anything too strong…”

“Whether it’s Pan Wu or me…are we both betting our hopes on the future?”

In the current situation, even if the two sides want to fight a decisive battle, they can’t… Pan Wu can’t be resurrected!
‘However, these people absorb the blood of fierce beasts and mutate, representing twelve directions. Perhaps they can be named ‘Pan Wu Twelve Phases’? Or ‘Twelve Body Differences’? They can all be passed down to future generations…’

Fang Xing thought silently as he watched Mang Zhi triumphantly return to his palace, which was actually a large earthen brick building, and begin to host a banquet for his ministers.

The exquisite bronze wine cups were filled with wine, various roasted beast meats, paired with fruits and millet rice, which had a unique taste.

“Today, I have founded the Great Xia Kingdom, thanks to all your efforts… I will now designate the Great Xia as the fiefdom of the Emperor of Man. The rest of the land can be taken by the princes and generals as their own fiefdoms, which will be inherited by the generations to come.”

Mang raised his wine cup, looked at the people below, and announced his decision.

The population of Daxia is still too small, and even if it develops for another hundred years it won’t be able to occupy much territory.

Therefore, after demarcating a territory large enough for the Da Xia people to live in, Xia Mang generously began to divide the territory.

“Thank you, Holy Emperor!”

The princes and nobles hurriedly saluted.

“Father!”

At this time, an extremely heroic young man walked into the hall, carrying a saber-toothed tiger-like beast on his back: “To celebrate your becoming the emperor, I specially killed this ‘saber tiger beast’ as a gift.”

“This is… the Third Prince’s ‘Zhong’, right? It’s really amazing!”

“He was able to kill the Sword Tiger Beast. Yuan Wu must have broken through to the fourth level at least…”

A group of kings and princes praised it one after another.

Mang had nine wives and seventy-two children.

In tribal times, it was normal for strong men to have many spouses.

The bloodline of the strong should be passed down so that the tribe can become strong!

This Prince Zhong was born to Mang’s third wife. He practiced martial arts since childhood and was very similar to Mang.

“Father… I also shot a ‘white deer’!”

Before the ministers could react, another handsome prince walked into the hall and dropped a white spiritual deer.

The most surprising thing is that the white deer’s skin, which is smoother than jade, was not damaged at all.

“It’s the Sixth Prince—’Shock’!”

“The white deer represents auspiciousness. This is a great omen…”

“The key is to be able to kill the white spirit deer without damaging the precious deer skin…”

…

“Haha, you are all my good children, please take your seats.”

Mang laughed loudly, feeling very proud.

Life is like this, what else can you ask for?

“hehe……”

In the Zhenwu Talisman, Fang Xing looked at this scene and shook his head.

…

Time flies.

More than fifty years have passed since the founding of Daxia.

Three hundred and twelve vassal states have been established around Daxia, like stars surrounding the moon.

This day.

In the Daxia Palace.

“kill!”

Shouts and cries of killing suddenly arose.

Teams of soldiers in metal armor rushed into the palace, and they were actually divided into two camps.

Overnight, the two princes rebelled at the same time!

Although Daxia was established, there were still many barbaric customs left over from the tribal period.

It is also the tribe’s rule to challenge the strongest person in the tribe to get to the top!
“Kill!”

“Kill the old man… the secret of his immortality is mine.”

“Father, please don’t blame me. If you don’t die, how can I take the throne?”

Leading the two armies were Zhong and Jing.

They easily killed the guards and came to the palace of Emperor Xia, who had been idle for many years and was said to be concentrating on martial arts in seclusion.

The two princes looked at each other, but did not quarrel. Instead, they nodded in tacit understanding.

Compared to decades ago, they now look very old, with half black and half white hair, their energy and blood declining, and are not as good as before.

Boom!
The palace gate suddenly opened, and a young man named Mang walked out. Looking at this scene, he felt a little sad: “What are you two going to do?”

“Father, you forced us to do this.”

“Why can you alone enjoy the grace of God and stay young forever?”

Zhong Yujing roared: “Go!”

The teams under their command hunt ferocious beasts all year round, have good cooperation, and are all powerful warriors.

At this time, I was very confident and took down Mang.

But that is not the case.

“Shoot!”

Arrows, carrying strong winds, landed on Mang’s body. Three feet away, they were blocked by an invisible wall, like a solid wall of steel.

Whoosh!
Mang moved, and it was almost impossible to catch his figure with the n*ked eye. All that could be seen was the armored warriors flying up.

He was like a white line, rushing to Jing’s front.

“Father…you?”

Jing’s face was distorted with surprise, but he finally laughed wildly: “Haha… you really have more than one trick up your sleeve, even for us… haha…”

“I didn’t… I just…”

Mang’s body trembled and he was unable to speak.

He possesses the Zhenwu Talisman, which allows him to continuously break through in martial arts, but others do not! This is a secret that he does not even share with his own son!
In the fifty-ninth year of the Great Xia calendar, the prince Zhong Yujing rebelled, but was suppressed by Emperor Xia Mang alone.

In this battle, Xia Huangmang fought against a thousand enemies alone and displayed a force that was enough to suppress everything.

After this battle, two princes were exiled, three great princes and twenty-seven generals were expelled from their countries for participating in the rebellion, and tens of thousands of people were killed.

…

The years passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than two hundred years had passed.

Inside the Zhenwu Talisman space.

There was a flash of light, and Xia Mang’s figure emerged.

But at this moment, although he was wearing the imperial crown, he looked very old.

Although his Qi and blood were still vigorous, it seemed as if they would collapse like a dam bursting in the next moment.

“Why?”

“Why? I still can’t break through?”

Xia Mang looked at Fang Xing: “You have to give me an explanation!”

“Explain? Well… your martial arts are too crude after all. There were some mistakes and omissions before. The foundation was not perfect. You have already reached a dead end… Otherwise, according to the limit, you should be able to live for 500 years, instead of dying of old age after almost 300 years.”

Fang Xing looked at Xia Mang’s condition and nodded.

“You know everything?”

Xia Mang was like an enraged old lion: “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“I’ve said before, in terms of martial arts, I can only provide general guidance…”

Fang Xing shook his head: “Compared to your sons who died from practicing martial arts or were trapped at the threshold of mortals and could not break through, you are already very good… You should realize that with the help of the Zhenwu Talisman, your martial arts have exceeded the limit of the times. Otherwise, how could you suppress so many rebellions by yourself?”

“You know about Zhong and Jing? I clearly didn’t tell you.”

Xia Mang was shocked.

“Yes, strictly speaking, your two sons died because of your selfishness. Although you passed the ‘Original Martial Arts’ to them, they were unable to break through to a higher level and prolong their lives until they died… Isn’t it normal for them to go crazy?”

Fang Xing smiled and shook his head.

After all, he was a former emperor, and he understood why Xia Mang hid the Zhenwu Talisman and did not tell anyone about this secret.

If it were him, he would not tell anyone about his golden finger.

To be practical, if Xia Mang is willing to share the golden finger ability, Daxia will definitely be ten or a hundred times more glorious than it is now…

But in the end, that’s it.

Fang Xing sensed something and knew that this was a limitation of the origin of the world.

The world has not yet developed to that level. Even if we break through the world’s limitations, we can’t go too far…

Therefore, he doesn’t care at all.

“Aren’t you afraid that I will throw you back into the cliff, leaving you to never see the light of day again?”

Xia Mang took a step forward and suddenly knelt down: “Teacher… please save me, I don’t want to die. If you are willing to save me, I will definitely worship Zhenwu as a real god and replace the position of the gods…”

“What use is the faith of mortals to me?”

Fang Xing laughed dumbly: “As for throwing it away, then just throw it away…”

Even though he couldn’t move, his patience was eternal.

What’s more, he also has a stake in the world consciousness, which guarantees that he will be picked up by others in the future.

This is destiny!
Just like this world, it is destined for the prosperity of martial arts!
As a world opened up by myself, whether it is Panwu or Zhenwu, it is all martial arts!

Therefore, in this world, martial arts are destined to continue to develop, and the origin of the world will continue to expand, and then gradually be able to accommodate more and more powerful warriors.

In the future, it will not be in vain for warriors to carry mountains on their shoulders and destroy them to fill the sea!

(End of this chapter)