Thirty-One Vengeful Spirit Warriors

  [======????=====]????????????????????As night fell, the river surface was mysteriously shrouded in thick fog, and the grass on the shore inexplicably began to be covered with dew, but it was a dismal red blood color. A stream ran alongside, passing through the millstones of "Blood Washing City", bringing news of the poor man's death outside the wine shop door. The blood-red stream ran, eerily flowing into an even more eerie river.

  "Cough, cough, cough..." He continued to cough, as if he was allergic to everything in the air. The withered and emaciated Wu Zun looked like a lamp wick that had forgotten to be refueled, seemingly on the verge of being extinguished at any moment in this eerie mist.

  Gently trying, Jing Ke discovered that the energy of the "Dragon Seal" he had never used was still there, and immediately secretly urged a few points. He thought to himself: "If I haven't misjudged, he is their leader. In that case, the most important opponent in the 'Jing Ke Beheading Plan' should be this unassuming guy!"

  "Ahahaha!" was a smile, followed by hurriedly covering his mouth with his hand and violently coughing loudly for a long time before weakly saying: "Jing Ke, it's great! You actually still had such enormous energy stored within you that wasn't used up in the battle just now..." Then he turned his head to look at the four Wind Messengers kneeling on the ground and said: "You guys should be thanking Jing Ke, he spared your lives and didn't kill you all instantly just now... Cough cough cough..."

  "What? How did he know I was holding back?" Jing Ke's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at the martial arts master, "Could it be that he even knows about the 'Dragon Seal'?"

  "Thanks to Jing Ke for sparing my life!" Good heavens! That Feng Xin actually immediately bowed his fist and thanked him, saying: "If it weren't for Wu Zun's reminder, I would have still thought I was right. Brother Jing Ke's kindness, Xiao Feng will remember it in his heart!" And those three other old ghosts who were like walking corpses also muttered something under their breath...

  He walked slowly in a square step, Wu Zun began to walk towards Jing Ke, "Come? Hehe!" Jing Ke took a step back and stood firm, one fist was already blocking his face, while the other hand also clenched into a fist at his waist, preparing...

  ……

  "Ah…… this, this, this?" was an unbelievable speed, "Is that still a speed?" Jing Ke stared at the Martial Honored One who was originally in front of him, but now, with just one flicker, the Martial Honored One had already disappeared from his line of sight. Next, was that old and severe coughing sound, eerily echoing behind him.

  "Cough, cough... As expected, it's almost connected. Hehe, good! Jing Ke, your efforts are not in vain!" Turning around, he saw that the Martial Arts Master was standing behind him with his hands clasped behind his back. The master continued to say: "The key to opening this time-space world and the legendary time-space world is indeed you, Jing Ke. The tattoos on your body are proof... Cough, cough..."

  He didn't understand at all, and Jing Ke was still in his own confusion and astonishment: "When did he pass by; when did he attack me; when did he take my clothes...", looking down at his already wounded shoulder, this astonishment was no less than fear. But what followed was excitement, the excitement of a soldier eager to fight against a strong opponent.

  "Oh, are you excited again? Hehehe, okay." Wu Zun seemed to have already surpassed the level of being terrifying. Even the subtle changes in Jing Ke's expression seemed to have been seen through by him. He said: "You're indeed a former general and still a junior colonel. As a military man, even if you can't win, at least you should have the courage to disembowel yourself, hehehe, okay okay!"

  Turning around, he looked at Jing Ke with a benevolent gaze and continued: "However, Jing Ke, we are not enemies. We should be friends, confidants, and even gods who will control the world together in the future! Do you see the 'Dragon God Seal' on your shoulder? Please believe me, I will only be your servant from now on!"

  "Stop spouting nonsense, Wu Zun." Just hearing Wu Zun's mention of "self-immolation", Jing Ke thought of the filthy militaristic ideology that underpinned the warrior spirit, and his determination to make him an enemy grew stronger. At this moment, Jing Ke stood tall with his head held high, radiating a pure white aura, "Come on, let's fight, swine!" It was a naked challenge, the air currents around Jing Ke had converged, and even the stones on the ground, regardless of size, all floated up into the air.

  "What? Could it be that he...?" Fēng Xìn Zǐ, who was still kneeling on the ground not far away, exclaimed in surprise: "Why can Jing Ke always break through the limits of energy so easily? But... even if it's the purest and highest 'White Light Envoy', it's impossible for it to be that 'key'! Lord Wǔ Zūn, could he have made a mistake? I've already surpassed Jing Ke by a lot!"

  "Hahaha...” Wu Zun laughed, laughing to the point of coughing, using his withered small fist to pound his chest, stopping only after a long time. He said: "Jing Ke, my future master! How dare I offend you? However, do you know why this river is called 'Wash Blood River'?"

  "That's none of my business!" A shout, already in action, mixed with anger and excitement for a battle with Yu Gao, Jing Ke has thrown his fist: "Chinese Xuan Yuan Fist, Burst!"

  "Hehehe, disobedient master!" With a faint smile, just as the lightning-fast fist was about to land, Wuxun vanished into thin air once again.

  “Boom!” A loud noise, Jing Ke's fist missed the target and pounded out a huge deep pit on the ground where the enemy was originally standing, with blue smoke billowing. The earth also trembled instantly, and Yu Shui, who was far away on the mountain, hurriedly lay down and pressed herself to the ground, as rocks whizzed past her head like lightning.

  "Haha, don't be in a hurry, Jing Ke!" It was Wu Zun who appeared again by the river and said: "This river was originally called 'Small Water'. In the not-too-distant past, after Bai Qi's soldiers killed 400,000 Zhao state soldiers and returned to their country, they washed the blood of the Zhao soldiers off their armor in this river. Haha, the entire river turned into a river of blood at that time... From then on, there was an extremely strong fear and curse here! And these are all precious treasures for opening the door linking this space-time with that legendary space-time, haha..."

  "Hey, old man, can't you stop playing hide and seek?" With a cold smile, Jing Ke couldn't help but admire the man's speed and agility, and challenged him: "Why don't we have a real fight instead?"

  "Haha... " He smiled again, and Wu Zun waved his hand continuously. "Jing Ke, my future master! They say we are no longer enemies, have you forgotten some history? Is the current history still what you understand? The true history will be recreated in your hands!"

  "Get out of my sight, I just want to fight you now, are you coming or not?" He was furious, really furious, and that evasive Wu Zun was getting more and more attractive to Jing Ke's fighting spirit: "Put aside the history for now, clench your fists first, come and have a battle with me!"

  "Hehehe, you still don't understand, do you......" With a slightly disappointed gaze, Wu Zun turned to face the surging river, muttering to himself. Finally, he said: "Jing Ke, let's take a look at history now, is it still what you already know?"

  A strange phenomenon occurred when Wu Zun finished speaking. The surging river seemed to be frozen in an instant, no longer flowing, and a faint sound was heard that was not the flow of water, but the sound of armor rubbing against each other...

  What... what is that?

  Along the shore, groups of soldiers appeared, holding long spears, shields or swords and bows. Some wore long shirts with colorful flower-patterned breastplates on their chests, leg guards wrapped around their legs, and square-toed shoes with upturned tips, wearing double-layered long crowns on their heads and carrying swords at their waists; another type wore high-collared right-lapel jackets with flower-patterned edge armor, leg guards tied to their legs, and square-toed shoes with upturned tips, also wearing double-layered long crowns. More were dressed in long shirts, wearing chain mail, no crown on their heads, legs wrapped with puttees or leg guards, and wearing shallow shoes. On their bodies, a cold green light was flashing icily.

  In the midst of astonishment, the sound of killing shook the sky. What kind of warrior is this? The armor and attire that looked so familiar, weren't they Zhao's soldiers? But how did they arrive here? Why are they rushing towards Jing Ke again?

  "Ah……Jing Ke, save me!" In the distance, on a hill, Huo Ruoshui also cried out for help at this moment. Jing Ke hastily turned around to look, but it was that Feng Xinzhi who had already taken control of her, with those ugly "Three Heroes of Qi State" and Wu Zun by his side.

  "Jing Ke, your brother Gao Jianli needs to be rescued. Bian Chu is coincidentally at the lower court, why don't you first understand the current situation here, and later I hope you can move to my humble abode for a detailed discussion? Haha...!" That was Wu Zun, after finishing speaking, another bout of severe coughing: "Cough...cough...my future master, I hope you quickly understand that there is no longer any history now. In front of you, there is only the new history waiting to be created by you..." After finishing speaking, his figure had already begun to blur.

  "Does mother want to leave?" Jing Ke was furious and immediately urged his strength, just about to jump up, a strong gust of wind came from behind his ear...

  We've arrived here, and the second volume has come to an end. Thank you, dear readers, for your support and love along the way. Hehe. The next volume, "Volume 3: Dark Resentment", will be presented soon. I hope everyone will continue to support Xiaosa.

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