C3 (1/2)
Since she was young, Yang Ling had always been locked up in the training cell for beast children, but in his heart, the world in his heart wasn't just the Colosseum. Through his memory, Spirit had a general idea of the face of the new kingdom. In a world where the gods and the demons dance together. The seemingly stable alliance had long since collapsed.
The current king was a spellcaster named Sinti, who had risen to power in the Xixiong Country of the Western Regions. There were no major changes to the territories of the various races. The witches were in the south, the demons were in the east, the ghost domain was still in the northern Black Sea, and the humans controlled the central and western regions. As for the gods, they were still so mysterious, who knew where they were.
There were some changes in the cultivation system. Other than a part of the Witch clan and the demon clan inheriting a cultivation technique, the other clansmen practiced the same cultivation as the human clan. This was a change he wanted to see. To unify the world, to unify the cultivation system. Once upon a time, he had held this ambition in his heart.
The Mu City of the Fourth City had residents of the capital, and there were people from all races there. The people of Mu City liked it when people called them nobles.
Fifth city, Earthen City. It was the place where the commoners lived. It was the resource transportation and buffer zone for war from the four cities up ahead.
Five thousand miles around Five Ring City. Outside the city was a large mountain that spanned several thousand li. This was the source of the capital's resources, and also its first line of defense.
Not long after the strange activity in the forbidden area.
”The Beast Battling Arena crumbled, and the new kingdom is destroyed.” These words had already spread like wildfire throughout the capital. The stories of the thirteen beastchildren using a ladder to touch the God Sword and wake up the War God spread even more widely.
Rumors began to spread in all five cities of the imperial city. Everyone was panicking. One had to know that the new kingdom was built on the foundation of the ancient kingdom's lack of spiritual balance.
In order to quell the chaos, they went on a rampage to hunt down and kill those who spread the rumors. Kill all the children, close the training prison for the children, and put two hundred slaves to death every day.
The bloodshed did not stop the rumors. The people of the imperial city were no longer laughing, but trembling.
September 17th, cloudy, windy.
The Eastern Lands City, which had a hundred thousand households, was in an uproar today. Even the clouds in the sky seemed to have been injected with chicken blood as they fluctuated erratically. It was a good match to the mood of the outermost residents of the imperial city.
”Have you heard? The slaves of the three cities of the south, north, and west all began to fight back. ”
”Dozens of slaves were just killed?”
”How come I heard about a few thousand people? And that rumor might be true.”
”Nonsense, what rumor? It's all the mental sustenance of the slaves that are paralyzed by themselves. ”
”Then why do we have to kill two hundred slaves every day?” If they die, we will be the ones to suffer. ”
”They deserve death. Do you see those slaves look like slaves now? Not to mention the fact that in the Eastern Lands City two days ago, there was actually a slave who proposed to Miss Wang. The courage of a thief was too much. This kind of slave should be hacked into pieces. ”
”Let's not talk about the national affairs, let's not talk about the national affairs. The new girls from the Orchid Fragrance Garden are not bad.”
”Everyone under the age of twenty watched as the imperial court ordered them to slaughter slaves. ”We …”
”Something's wrong. ”It's not like five thousand years ago, it's not a mission to see the death of a head.”
”The Zhu Family is not to be trifled with …”
”Are you going?”
”Go!”
The two youths conversing amongst the crowd walked slower and slower.
A white-robed cultivator was walking in their original position. His body was thin and his face was pale, but his eyes were bright and full of life.
He was the spiritual body after his rebirth, the current spiritual body. Of course, other than the slaves, no one knew his identity, and no one knew that he was the one who spread the rumor. Of course, this was not the only thing he had done.
Three riots, three failures. How could a slave without cultivation fight against soldiers that were as fierce as wolves or tigers? In order to realize their dreams, they had to form a team that was even stronger than they were a thousand years ago.
He clearly knew that he would have no chance in the Imperial Capital, but he still had to do it. For no other reason than to send a message to the world that the path of the ancient country's revival had begun.