Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 767 Respectfully Your Majesty

  The altar is very high, with ninety-nine steps. The distance between each step is nearly one foot, and the height from the bottom to the top is a hundred feet.

  Every step is engraved with a mysterious formation, which seems ordinary, but actually contains extremely terrifying power.

  Under the sunlight, it exudes a hazy golden light.

  Time passed quickly, and several hours passed in the blink of an eye. The common people and powerful men gathered near the altar surrounded the altar several miles away.

  They did not move forward, because near the altar, there were soldiers of the Daewoo Dynasty in armor, each of whom was a warrior.

  He has a tall and straight figure, a firm face, and looks straight ahead without any fluctuations.

  These people are all veterans who have experienced war, and they carry an aura of killing iron and blood.

  The banners of the black dragon fluttered and stood on all sides of the altar.

  The common people and people from all walks of life surrounding the altar were noisy, as if they were talking about something, like a rumbling sound.

  Because, there are too many people!

  The number of people exceeds ten thousand, and there is no end in sight. There are more than one hundred thousand people here?

  If someone stood a thousand feet above the sky and looked down, he would be able to see the black current densely packed like ants below, and it is roughly estimated that there are at least nearly a million people!

   Less than half of the people who went to the capital came, as well as the nearby state capitals, and people from all corners of the world.

  The great sun hanging above the nine heavens is getting hotter and hotter, and noon is approaching!

  Shangjing, the imperial city!

   Zhang Jing wore a black and gold dragon robe, walked to the palace with a firm face, followed by all the civil and military officials in the court, and everyone in the harem.

  Bai Hong took a step forward with a calm face:

   "Your Majesty, the auspicious time is approaching, please move to the altar, Your Majesty."

"Roar!"

  A faint roar came, and the fire unicorn, which was dressed in fiery red and exuded a fiery breath, appeared in front of Zhang Jing with its knees bent to show submission.

  Zhang Jing nodded, stepped lightly, and appeared on the back of the strange beast Huo Qilin in an instant.

   "Follow me to sacrifice to heaven!"

   "Follow the order!"

   All civil and military officials bowed together. After Zhang Jing stepped on the fire unicorn and disappeared, Ming Wang Yang Dingtian waved one hand, and hundreds of people disappeared without a trace.

   Altar.

   "Boom!"

  A faint bell resounded in everyone's ears, and a strong majesty silenced the strong men and common people surrounding the altar.

   "Boom!"

  The second bell rang.

  dong.

  dong.

  Nine consecutive bells rang regularly, and the entire altar was hundreds of miles away, silent, and looked at the high platform in the distance with burning eyes.

   It seems that someone has performed a great supernatural power, even standing a hundred miles away, people can clearly see the altar.

   "Boom!"

   There was a muffled hum between heaven and earth, the void shattered, and the fire unicorn walked out slowly from the void.

   "Yuhuang!"

   "That's Yuhuang!"

  The silent crowd below became agitated again. They all raised their necks and looked at the figure between the sky and the earth.

  Stepping on a unicorn, she has a profound bearing, and is dressed in a black dragon robe, showing the air of an emperor.

   "That's Yuhuang, it's really terrifying. I can't even feel Yuhuang's aura at all."

   "The existence that can dominate the world is naturally not something you and I can guess."

   "A man should be like this!" A strong young man with strange double pupils looked up at Zhang Jing's figure, feeling extremely excited.

  The aura of the golden core dissipated from his body, and there was a gap of about three feet around him, no one dared to approach him!

   On the other side, a middle-aged man with blazing eyes, with a hint of hatred in his eyes, roared in his heart:

   "I will replace it!"

   No one knows his true identity, but he is a remnant of Western Chu.

   His eyes were indifferent, like Zhang Jing in the deep sea, as if he had sensed something, his heart moved, his spiritual thoughts spread all over hundreds of miles, and he found the identities of the two in an instant.

   Afterwards, Zhang Jing did not see any movement, and the two who uttered wild words disappeared into the world silently. During this process, no one even noticed.

  The civil and military officials of the Dayu Dynasty appeared under the altar under a flash of light, and then, as if they were in Fengtian Hall, the civil and military officials occupied one side according to their respective official positions.

   "Respectfully, Your Majesty!" A seemingly distant and endless voice came from Xiao Jing's mouth in Shangzhu Kingdom, and then spread throughout a hundred miles around.

  Following closely behind, all civil and military officials, regardless of their official positions, knelt down on the ground one after another, even those in the realm of heaven and man were no exception, and said in unison:

   "Respectfully, Your Majesty!"

   Tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers guarding the altar within a few miles, knelt on one knee and roared fanatically:

   "Respectfully, Your Majesty!"

  The unison shook the sky, resounding for hundreds of miles, and the common people and warriors in the rivers and lakes surrounding the ceremony all bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at Yuhuang's figure!

  Huo Qilin took steps, every time it stepped out, it was like a loud drumbeat, ninety-nine drums ended, and Huo Qilin fell to the ground.

   Zhang Jing stepped on the ground and seemed to be closely connected with it.

   "Woo~"

   "Woo~"

   "Woo~"

  On both sides in front of the altar, strong and strong men set up huge horns, took a deep breath, and blew it suddenly.

  The sound is thick and trembling, and the majestic horn sounded, making people unable to help but surrender!

  Under the blowing of the horn, Zhang Jing walked to the altar step by step, and then stepped out step by step, his figure seemed to be in an instant, and every time he stepped, he would step on a step.

  Every time you step on a step, there is a huge roaring sound, which resounds in the hearts of everyone.

  The gazes of the civil and military officials and everyone in the harem were similar to those of the military officers and soldiers present. They were all revered, and many of them had a hint of fanaticism.

  These are Zhang Jing's victorious record and the confidence brought to them by his own terrifying strength.

  Yuhuang, omnipotent!

  Yuhuang, invincible under heaven!

  Many people didn't realize that in the void, there were two figures standing there, looking at Zhang Jing's climbing figure with flat eyes!

   These two figures, one old and one young, the elder has white beard and hair, and the whole body has a peaceful breath, like an old fairy who has traveled the world.

  Young people, with torch-like eyes, piercing eyes, ruddy complexion, sword eyebrows and star eyes, heroic spirit bursting forth!

  But if you look carefully, you can see that there is a slight similarity between the two, and the whole body temperament is also faintly the same.

  The elder is the Taoist Tianxu of the Taiqing Daomen, and the younger is the Taoist Qingxu of the Taiqing Daomen.

   "Do you think he can be a good emperor?" Taoist Qingxu asked slowly.

  Taoist Tianxu's eyes were a little dazed, looking at Zhang Jing's figure climbing up the stairs, as if time and space were disordered, seeing the former emperor.

   "I don't know..." Taoist Tianxu shook his head.

   "Then you still help him?"

   "He is the most suitable person so far. Could it be that you think the evil king is suitable for this?"

   "This... how can the Emperor be a joke? Once recognized by the Dao of Heaven, there is no room for redemption." Taoist Qingxu frowned slightly.

   "I believe he can be a good emperor. He has great luck. I thought he was the reincarnation of the emperor, but he practiced the way of destruction, and he used the sword of the ancestor of the devil..."

   "I can't figure out who he is related to. Maybe he got to this point by virtue of his strange luck."

   "The human world is weak, maybe he can lead the human world through the catastrophe."

   Taoist Tianxu's tone was a little dignified.

   "I have learned about Zhang Jing's past, and I also know his character well. A person like him kills fiercely, and all enemies who stand in front of him die in his hands."

   "How can such a person possess the benevolence of the Human Emperor? Will such a person be willing to give everything for the Human Realm?"

   "Don't make it to the end, he has become the chief culprit who ruined all beings in the human world." Qingxu said.

   "You seem to have some complaints about him?" Tianxu cast a glance at the people beside him.

   "It's not against him, I just feel that he is too different from the former Emperor."

   Qing Xu shook his head.

"That Human Sovereign had the world in his heart, he didn't lead the Human Realm through the catastrophe, but let the rules of the Human Realm be damaged and wasted thousands of years. It's not his fault, but maybe a more domineering Human Sovereign, the Human Realm might still be able to survive. There is a silver lining."

  (end of this chapter)