Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1274 1185: Raising the Battle Flag

Only Zhuangzi's voice was heard as he slowly said, "Three thousand years ago, there were countless cultivators in this world, each following different paths of cultivation, hence known as the contention of a hundred schools."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan asked in confusion, "Isn't the contention of a hundred schools supposed to refer to the different schools and the flourishing of various factions during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period? How does this relate to the path of cultivation?"

Zhuangzi slowly smiled and said, "That is merely the perspective of ordinary mortals. Actually, during the Spring and Autumn period, all mortals could cultivate. Many sought to transcend the Great Dao and achieve immortality, leading to the emergence of many cultivation sects, such as cultivators, Demon Pattern cultivators, Power cultivators, Demon Race, Demon Race, and even zombies and Yin Souls."

With Zhuangzi's words, Wang Yan suddenly felt his perspective broadened.

It turns out that during the Spring and Autumn period, ordinary people could cultivate, and there were various cultivation sects, not just Demon Pattern cultivators.

Demon Pattern cultivators were merely a part of them; there were even Demon Race and zombies.

"Why are all these people gone now?" Wang Yan asked.

"The disappearance of these cultivators is all because of Emperor Qin Shi Huang."

"Ying Zheng?" Wang Yan questioned.

"Indeed. After the Warring States period, Ying Zheng united the realm. But he feared the various cultivators posed a great threat to his rule, so he invited all cultivators across the country to a gathering in Chang'an, under the name of unifying the realm. In truth, he activated a shocking Grand Array at the gathering place, where all attending cultivators were trapped and burnt to death. From that day on, most cultivation sects vanished. Those who survived did not dare to show themselves, most fled into Desolate Mountains. Therefore, ordinary mortals gradually became unaware of the existence of cultivators, as Ying Zheng was a Demon Pattern cultivator, he preserved only the lineage of Demon Cultivators."

"Could this be the so-called burning books and burying Confucians?" In Wang Yan's heart suddenly surged a massive wave.

He always thought the burning books and burying Confucians meant Emperor Qin Shi Huang killed all the scholars of the realm, but it turns out this was merely a mistaken belief passed down over generations. The startling truth was that Emperor Qin Shi Huang aimed to eliminate cultivators.

At this moment, Zhuangzi spoke again, "At that time, because I had other matters, I did not attend the banquet, thus escaping this calamity. However, Hui Zi died at Ying Zheng's hands. For revenge, I went to assassinate Ying Zheng, but was defeated by him, my body was destroyed, only my Demon Soul escaped."

"So your enemy is Ying Zheng, is he the Emperor Qin of the Underworld?" Wang Yan asked.

Zhuangzi nodded and said, "Yes. Ying Zheng defied the condemnation of the realm, enraging all cultivators, leading his empire to become increasingly unstable. Left with no choice, he could only construct this Underworld, publicly claiming his death yet secretly relocating the entire Great Qin empire underground. Over these three thousand years, he has continued to rule as emperor below."

At this moment, Wang Yan finally understood that beneath the Qin Mausoleum lay such a colossal secret, which is why tomb raiders were able to enter the Qin Mausoleum.

But fortunately, the tomb raiders did not open Qin Mausoleum, otherwise provoking Ying Zheng, should the Underworld's forces rise to the surface, with mortals' feeble power now, how could they stand against Ying Zheng?

Should Ying Zheng once again rule humanity, perhaps mankind would return to a dark feudal era.

And the smog covering the surface now might also have something to do with Ying Zheng.

Hence, whether to help Zhuangzi in his revenge or for the sake of all mankind, Ying Zheng ought to be someone Wang Yan must eliminate.

"I understand now, Venerable Zhuangzi, this Ying Zheng has committed many evils, I will surely avenge you." Wang Yan said.

"I trust you, but with your current cultivation, you are no match for him." Zhuangzi smiled faintly and said.

"What is Ying Zheng's cultivation level?"

"Three thousand years ago, he was already a Demon God, now, I do not know." Zhuangzi smiled faintly.

Wang Yan had long suspected Ying Zheng had incredible cultivation, hearing Zhuangzi now, Wang Yan was not overly surprised and said calmly, "No matter, I believe I will surpass him sooner or later."

Zhuangzi laughed, "This is precisely why I entrusted this matter to you. Now, with you here, I am at ease. Let me help you one last time."

"Venerable has already helped me many times." Wang Yan shook his head. Although he didn't know how Zhuangzi planned to help him, Wang Yan immediately declined.

Zhuangzi smiled and said, "This time, although I am helping you, it is also you helping me."

With this said, Zhuangzi advanced and placed a palm on Wang Yan's chest.

Wang Yan was shocked, although knowing Zhuangzi had no ill intentions, he was unable to evade the palm.

As the palm struck, Wang Yan immediately felt incapable of movement, and his Demon Pattern became uncontrollable.

A flash of light was seen behind Wang Yan, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and Gray Wolf flew out from Wang Yan's body, floating above his head.

Gazing up at the magic patterns above his head, Zhuangzi smiled faintly and said, "Years ago, cultivators and the Demon Race coexisted in harmony, yet Demon Pattern cultivators absorbed the Demon Race's Demon Souls to transform them into Soul Stars, thus earning the Demon Race's resentment. Today, I willingly become your Soul Star, hoping you will show mercy should you encounter Demon Race in the future."

Upon hearing Zhuangzi's words, Wang Yan was shocked and quickly said, "No, if you become a Soul Star, your life will cease."

Zhuangzi smiled faintly and said, "Three thousand years ago, I should have died alongside Hui Zi. Being stuck in the Qinrong Palace for three thousand years, I have lived enough. This time, with you here, I can leave Qinrong Palace with you. Although unable to personally kill Ying Zheng, I can witness you kill him."

After these words, a hint of determination flashed in Zhuangzi's eyes, with a gentle look on the face, murmuring, "Hui Zi, I come to accompany you."

With these words, a purple light burst from Zhuangzi, the white-clad young woman gradually disappeared, a purple Demon Soul soared out of the white garments.

The Demon Soul was a gigantic butterfly, with wings spanning several meters wide.

The butterfly flew towards Wang Yan, while saying, "Your cultivation is insufficient to completely transform me into a Soul Star, but fortunately you have two magic patterns, thus I split into two, aiding you to obtain two Soul Stars."

With this statement, the purple butterfly's two wings flew left and right towards Wang Yan's two major magic patterns.

One wing flew into the mouth of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, one flew into the mouth of the Gray Wolf.

As the two wings entered, the illusionary Fifth Soul Star beside the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and Gray Wolf simultaneously emitted blinding purple light.

As the light flashed, two purple Soul Stars slowly began to rotate beside the two major magic patterns.

At this moment, Wang Yan could finally move freely.

Yet, his body shook with a face full of sadness.

Looking up at the two purple Soul Stars, he felt the powerful Soul Skill contained within, Wang Yan muttered, "Venerable Zhuangzi, I will avenge you. No matter how strong Ying Zheng is, I swear he will die under the Fifth Soul Skill."

After speaking, Wang Yan knelt on one knee, paying a respectful bow to the place where Zhuangzi had just stood.

When Zhuangzi bowed to Wang Yan just now, now Wang Yan expressed his inner determination through this bow.

Standing up, Wang Yan's eyes immediately filled with determination.

Those who understand Wang Yan would know that at this moment, this unseen Ying Zheng had been marked with a sign of death by Wang Yan.

Wang Yan raised a hand and retrieved the Lotus Seedpod behind him.

As this Lotus Seedpod was received into his hand, Wang Yan's mind stirred, suddenly feeling he could control the entire Qinrong Palace, everything within it immediately integrated into his heart.

Unexpectedly, this Lotus Seedpod was the central control of Qinrong Palace.

At this moment, Wang Yan also sensed that outside the third palace gate, three Venerable Ghost Valley were engaged in a chaotic battle.

Wang Yan coldly smiled and said, "Leaving Qinrong Palace, I will commence my attack on Ying Zheng, thus now using these three idiots as sacrificial flags."