CHAPTER 615: CHAPTER 615: GOING TO THE CAPITAL TO AID THE KING

With Qi Zhangwu absent, Han Zheng and his companions were helpless against Ji Yuanfang.

All they could do now was wait, wait for Qi Zhangwu to return.

So after recounting the matters of the Country of Demons to Chen Baxian, Han Zheng went into seclusion to cultivate.

Currently, Han Zheng had over fifty-two million Hunger Level and twenty-three hundred Soul Crystals.

Even if he couldn’t step into the Heavenly Position after consuming all this, his power would surge drastically.

For now, Han Zheng did not plan to use these Hunger Levels to break through the cultivation technique.

After refining the Dao Seed, Han Zheng realized the Dao Essence, gaining a completely different understanding of the Martial Arts than all other Dharma Manifestation Realm Martial Artists.

Martial Skills, in essence, are incarnations of the concretized rules of the Dao.

Almost all cultivation techniques and martial skills, when trained to the highest level, come down to four words: Straight to the Source.

And now that Han Zheng had comprehended the Origin Dao, he naturally didn’t need to labor over these martial skills.

In fact, he could alter these martial skills at will, as Han Zheng had already mastered their source and understood the power of Dao Essence.

Han Zheng poured all twenty-three hundred Soul Crystals into the Yang God, the blazing Yang God Golden Radiance was even strong enough to withstand the Divine Weapon Soul-Seizing Bell, showing its immense power.

Now with another level of enhancement, the golden radiance was blinding.

These Hunger Levels were used by Han Zheng to comprehend the Original Dao Essence, as if turning into a statue in the Taotie Furnace, not running True Yuan, merely purely comprehending.

Other Martial Artists who reached the Dharma Manifestation Realm aspired to reach the Heavenly Position, to be one with Heaven.

But Han Zheng’s ambition was greater.

Having learned the Secret of Becoming a God, the Heavenly Position was merely a step for Han Zheng, the divine seat above the Nine Heavens was his true goal.

When all the Hunger Levels were exhausted, Han Zheng opened his eyes from seclusion, within his eyes flowed Dao Essence, appearing as if the sun, moon, and stars were shining, incredibly mystical.

Han Zheng exhaled deeply.

Now he understood why Dao Seeds were so precious in ancient times.

Having a Dao Seed was almost equivalent to being a demigod!

When other Dharma Manifestation Realm, even Heavenly Position Martial Artists were still arduously seeking the Original Dao Essence, trying to comprehend and refine it, Han Zheng could easily grasp it through the Dao Seed.

Now Han Zheng could almost confirm that the Martial Saint Yu Jiu definitely also had a Dao Seed and likewise cultivated a Dao Fruit, thus possessing such fearsome power comparable to God Demons.

The Dao Seed was the seed leading to the divine seat, but in ancient times, a Divine had to agree for one to realize its exclusive Dao Essence, whose resultant power was merely a small portion bestowed by the Divine.

Now without Divines in this world, Han Zheng greedily comprehended and absorbed these Original Dao Essences, this act was nearly tantamount to stealing divine authority.

At this moment, Han Zheng’s strength advanced once more, if he were to face Jiu Xiao Zhenren again, he might not let Jiu Xiao Zhenren leave leisurely, but instead would join forces with Chen Baxian, preparing to slay the Heavenly Position!

In cultivation, days passed unnoticed, and even after the Hunger Levels were entirely consumed in the Taotie Furnace, Han Zheng remained in seclusion.

Ji Yuanfang plotted for a hundred years, sparing no effort for the imperial throne, naturally he had many hidden cards; Han Zheng couldn’t afford to miss any opportunity to enhance his power.

Three months later, the door to Han Zheng’s secluded chamber was knocked open, revealing Yan Xuankong as the visitor.

At this time, Yan Xuankong’s power was completely hidden, he appeared almost like an ordinary person before Han Zheng.

But Han Zheng, having merged with heaven and earth and grasped the Dao Essence, could perceive the faintly tremoring divine glow around Yan Xuankong.

"Old Yan, have you taken another step forward?"

Han Zheng was slightly surprised.

The cultivation of the Incense Fire Divine Body was vastly different from that of ordinary Martial Artists, and though he hadn’t stepped into the Dharma Manifestation Realm, he progressed further along the Path of Incense.

"Well, of course, look at who I am."

Yan Xuankong smiled smugly.

At that moment, Bu Tiange emerged from behind Yan Xuankong, smiling, "Brother Han, long time no see, I heard you have something valuable to give me?"

A month ago, Bu Tiange had arrived at the Demon Suppression Pass, but since Han Zheng was in seclusion, he didn’t bother him.

"The Divine Weapon seized from the Qingqiu lineage, take it and use it."

Han Zheng waved his hand, tossing the Heavenly Punishment Evil Slayer Sword to Bu Tiange.

Bu Tiange caught the Divine Sword, his eyes lit up immediately: "Thanks."

Though he only uttered two words, with Bu Tiange’s character, even if Han Zheng asked him to wield the sword against Jiu Xiao Zhenren, he would do it.

Yan Xuankong was slightly envious: "You’re quite generous, giving away Divine Weapons so casually."

Although Yan Xuankong sounded a bit sour, he understood that such a Divine Weapon would unleash its greatest power only in the hands of a Sword Dao prodigy like Bu Tiange.

"Don’t be envious, you have a share too."

Saying that, Han Zheng tossed the Soul-Seizing Bell to Yan Xuankong.

This item could only exhibit its utmost power when wielded by a Martial Artist with strong Yang God Power.

But no matter how strong the Yang God Power, could it surpass the power of Incense Fire Divine Power? Thus, this item was most fitting for Yan Xuankong.

"Haha! You’re quite reasonable!"

Yan Xuankong hugged the Soul-Seizing Bell, beaming with joy.

This was a Divine Weapon, a lineage could be supported by handing it down as a legacy!

"By the way, have you come to me because some changes occurred outside?"

Yan Xuankong nodded: "Wen Tingyun is back, bringing news from the Grand Commander and the Capital City."

Hearing this, Han Zheng’s eyes sharpened.

The time for action should be near.

Arriving at the main hall with Yan Xuankong and the others, they found Chen Baxian along with the other Guardians of the Demon Suppression Pass, and Wen Tingyun present.

Seeing Han Zheng arrive, Chen Baxian nodded slightly, signaling him to sit down.

Once everyone was gathered, Chen Baxian spoke in a deep voice: "The Grand Commander has successfully sealed the North Sea Demon Clan and is currently leading his forces back to the Capital City.

Ji Yuanfang is plotting to usurp the throne and commit treasonous acts. I must address this issue, or Great Zhou will never know peace. Our Demon Suppression Pass not only has to face the Demon Clan but also must contend with internal pressure."

Everyone present nodded in agreement.

Seeing Ji Yuanfang sending Jiu Xiao Zhenren to seize power at the Demon Suppression Pass, they were entirely disillusioned with Ji Yuanfang.

For years, internal strife was common in the imperial family of Great Zhou, but no emperor ever dared to involve the Demon Suppression Pass.

Ji Yuanfang hadn’t even ascended the throne, yet he dared to seize power at the Demon Suppression Pass. If he truly became emperor, what more would he dare to do?

His actions had thus proven to be a blunder, earning the deep resentment of those at the Demon Suppression Pass.

Of course, he hadn’t expected Chen Baxian’s strength to be so formidable, nor that he would gain such significant prestige at the Demon Suppression Pass in less than a year.

"However, we cannot wholly neglect the Demon Suppression Pass as we head to the Capital City.

Even though the Demon Clan has suffered significant losses, we cannot be complacent.

Therefore, the original eleven Guardians of the Demon Suppression Pass will all remain to guard against Demon Clan attacks.

I will only take Han Zheng and a few others to the Capital City."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

Initially, they thought Chen Baxian would leave behind only one or two people and take most of the strength to the Capital City.

Seeing this, they realized Chen Baxian’s vision was indeed not something Ji Yuanfang could match.

Even at such a critical juncture of life and death, Chen Baxian still considered the Human Clan.

"May the Lord Guardian have great victory!"

The Twelve Passes Guardians present rose and saluted Chen Baxian.

Chen Baxian said nothing more, promptly taking Han Zheng and a few others, heading straight to the Capital City.

Though Chen Baxian brought only a few people, the area around the Capital City was already filled with forces siding with the king against treacherous ministers.

Forces like Southern Mountain almost entirely mobilized, all brought to the Capital City by Xu Cunbao.

The Grand Commander, having led the Demon Cleansing Bureau for many years, wielded great influence; among the nineteen provinces of Great Zhou, half of the Garrison Commanders were observing, while the other half decisively led their elite forces to the Capital City, rallying for the Grand Commander.

When Chen Baxian and his group arrived at the Capital City, they witnessed an immense and magnificent sight, where numerous experts of the Demon Cleansing Bureau, clad in Profound Armor, besieged the Capital City.

Yet bizarrely, there wasn’t a single guard on the city walls, as if Ji Yuanfang had entirely abandoned its defense.