Chapter 70: Only a Divine Weapon Can Oppose a Divine Weapon

The new emperor ascended the throne.

The whole world celebrated.

The thirty-five kingdoms of the Central Plains all sent envoys to offer their congratulations.

Lin Yuan responded to them one by one, without showing the slightest bit of unfamiliarity.

Although he had just ascended the throne, for the past ten-plus years, Lin Yuan had always been the Crown Prince Regent.

The military and political affairs of the entire nation were in his hands.

Compared to a true emperor, the only thing lacking was the title.

Half a month later.

Inside the Chengtian Hall.

Lin Yuan wore his dragon robes, his expression lost in thought.

After officially succeeding to the throne, the true secrets of the Great Yan Dynasty unfolded before him.

They were mainly regarding the aspect of "Divine Weapons."

The State-Protecting Divine Weapon of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Its true name is the "sun moon spear."

In the three thousand six hundred plus years of the Great Flame calendar, the Divine Weapon "sun moon spear" has awakened three times.

Each time was because an "evil weapon" was causing trouble, leading to the suffering of the people, which in turn caused a Soldier Envoy to take action, activating the Divine Weapon to suppress everything.

"evil weapon?"

Lin Yuan rubbed his chin.

To be able to force a Divine Weapon to act, the so-called "evil weapon" must certainly possess strength far exceeding that of a Martial Saint.

"Reverse God Society."

Lin Yuan pondered in his heart.

According to the information grasped by the Great Yan Dynasty, the relationship between the Reverse God Society and evil weapons has always been one of keeping a distance.

Every time an evil weapon wreaked havoc, the shadow of the Reverse God Society was behind it.

Therefore, the Great Yan Dynasty—or to be precise, the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains—has always had a policy of killing anyone from the Reverse God Society on sight, without even needing to capture them alive.

This is also the will of every State-Protecting Divine Weapon; no one dares to disobey it.

"It seems this Reverse God Society has a great secret."

Lin Yuan's expression was thoughtful.

Now, his subordinates were about to lock onto the location of that Reverse God Society headquarters within the Great Yan Dynasty.

What secret the Reverse God Society truly holds would soon be revealed before Lin Yuan.

In the imperial court.

Lin Yuan sat upon the dragon throne.

The Minister of Rites stepped out of line and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, having succeeded to the throne, you should proceed to the 'Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon' as soon as possible to offer sacrifices to the Divine Weapon."

The Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains share many of the same "traditions."

One of them is offering sacrifices to the Divine Weapon.

Every newly ascended emperor needs to go to their own Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon as soon as possible to offer sacrifices to the Divine Weapon.

This tradition is very normal.

After all, for every nation, the State-Protecting Divine Weapon is an existence akin to Heaven itself.

Offering sacrifices to the Divine Weapon is basically no different from offering sacrifices to Heaven.

"Offer sacrifices to the Divine Weapon?"

Lin Yuan looked toward the Minister of Rites.

The Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon is not located in the capital, but in a place several hundred li outside the capital.

For a long time, Lin Yuan had been quite wary of the Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon, even though he was certain that most of the time, that Divine Weapon, the sun moon spear, was in a dormant state.

He was not very willing to approach the Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon.

Not long ago, when Lin Yuan broke through to the Celestial Realm, in order to ensure absolute safety, he specifically left the capital and sought a place far away from the Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon to break through.

"We have been feeling unwell recently, let us go offer sacrifices another day."

Lin Yuan casually found an excuse and brushed it off.

Offering sacrifices to the Divine Weapon is an ancestral regulation; even an emperor cannot change it.

But being unable to change it does not mean it cannot be delayed.

It was not that Lin Yuan was not going; he was just unwell and intended to go after some time.

Who could say anything about that?

"Yes."

The Minister of Rites helplessly retreated.

Feeling unwell?

To hell with that!

It would be one thing if someone else used this excuse.

But the current emperor using it…

The Minister of Rites was an old official who had served through two reigns.

He naturally knew that when Lin Yuan was born, the imperial physician had concluded that his constitution and physique could be called the best in the history of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Even if there were "exaggerated" components, there must certainly have been some basis for it.

The Retired Emperor had never liked sycophantic officials, so the imperial physician's conclusion at the time must have been based on some facts.

Under these conditions, the Minister of Rites certainly did not believe Lin Yuan when he said he was feeling unwell.

But not believing it didn't mean there was anything he could do.

Continue to remonstrate?

If it were a normal new emperor ascending the throne, he, the Minister of Rites, would dare to do so.

After all, when a new emperor takes the throne, he must certainly listen to the opinions of the ministers during the initial period to stabilize the imperial court.

But Lin Yuan…

Over these many years, the Minister of Rites, regarding this emperor who had been the Crown Prince for over twenty years and finally ascended the throne smoothly, had at least some understanding of him, if not complete knowledge.

If he were to really force a remonstrance and play that game of dying to persuade the emperor, the emperor might truly grant his wish.

Not only that, the emperor would also very considerately send his family and his entire clan down to accompany him.

"Forget it."

"Dragging it out is fine."

The Minister of Rites also let it go.

He would just go through the motions and mention it every so often.

He didn't believe the emperor could drag it out for twenty or fifty years.

Wuyan City.

This was a city in the south of the Great Yan Dynasty.

It backed onto the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains and was quite prosperous.

In a dense forest more than ten li away from Wuyan City, more than twenty figures had appeared without anyone noticing.

Although these twenty-plus figures were just standing there, their Qi and blood surged faintly; they were shockingly all existences at the "Blood Refinement Martial Saint" level.

"Blood Refinement Martial Saint" is the limit that ordinary people can reach.

Anything above that would be the various "Soldier Envoy"s.

And the "Soldier Envoy," being an envoy of the Divine Weapon, is no longer human.

More than twenty Blood Refinement Martial Saints were already comparable to the number of Martial Saints in the slightly weaker dynasties among the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains.

Besides the twenty-plus Martial Saints, a large number of Experts were also surrounding them from further away.

"That dense forest should be the headquarters of the 'Reverse God Society.' The Master has said that all the remnants of the Reverse God Society are to be captured, not killed. Do you understand?"

The leading Martial Saint's lips did not move, but his words followed the fluctuations of Qi and blood, traveling through the air to the ears of every Martial Saint.

"Understood."

"Got it."

"Just capture them alive."

The many Martial Saints nodded, having no objections.

The battle ended very smoothly.

Under the siege of more than twenty "Blood Refinement Martial Saints," and hundreds to thousands of "Organ Refinement" Innate Martial Masters and "Marrow Refinement" Great Grandmasters, this Reverse God Society headquarters was quickly razed to the ground.

Before the branch leader Sikong Lun had time to escape along the secret passage, his path was blocked by three Blood Refinement Martial Saints.

Then, everything went black before his eyes, and he knew nothing more.

When the branch leader Sikong Lun regained consciousness, he shockingly discovered that he was inside a carriage.

All the meridians in his body were completely sealed, and he could not mobilize a single trace of Qi and blood.

Simply put, he, Sikong Lun, was a cripple at this moment.

A cripple whom even an ordinary person holding a knife could kill.

"Who on earth is it?"

A stormy sea surged in Sikong Lun's heart.

As a branch leader of the Reverse God Society, a rat crossing the street in the eyes of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains, Sikong Lun knew very well that he was absolutely no match for the Thirty-Six Kingdoms that possessed State-Protecting Divine Weapons.

Precisely because of this, when establishing the Reverse God Society headquarters, Sikong Lun paid great attention to concealment.

Furthermore, he had dug layers of secret passages beneath the headquarters, so that even if traces were truly discovered, he could quickly escape along the secret passages and preserve his strength.

But just now?

Sikong Lun couldn't help but feel a chill.

More than twenty Blood Refinement Martial Saints wantonly exuded the pressure of their Qi and blood.

Thousands of "Organ Refinement" Innate Martial Masters and "Marrow Refinement" Great Grandmasters quickly took action.

Under such suppression, even he, the branch leader, hadn't escaped, let alone the other members.

"Which faction took action?"

"The Great Yan Dynasty, or one of the other thirty-five kingdoms?"

"No, that's not right."

Sikong Lun's brows were tightly furrowed.

If he had fallen into the hands of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains, how could he still be alive now?

The Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains have always killed the remnants of the Reverse God Society like them directly, leaving no future troubles.

As for torture and interrogating the whereabouts of other Reverse God Society remnants, the structure of the Reverse God Society is strict, and branch leaders like him even have other measures within their bodies.

As long as one dares to leak important secrets, one will instantly die suddenly.

As for ordinary members, they wouldn't know too much, so there is no point in torturing them.

Sikong Lun racked his brains, but he couldn't think of which faction had taken action against him.

"This place… should still be Wuyan City."

Sikong Lun reluctantly lifted the cloth curtain and glanced outside.

"Forget it."

"Whether I live or die, I cannot decide."

Sikong Lun had no thoughts of escaping.

Are you kidding?

A mysterious faction capable of mobilizing more than twenty Martial Saints?

Could they let him escape from a carriage?

More than half an hour later, the carriage finally stopped.

Sikong Lun immediately braced himself.

Immediately, the carriage door was opened, and a man invited him to step down.

Sikong Lun took a look at the man.

He was somewhat familiar, and he quickly recognized him.

This man was one of the twenty-plus Blood Refinement Martial Saints who had taken action earlier.

Given the status of a Blood Refinement Martial Saint in the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains, he was now being used as a carriage driver for him?

Sikong Lun took a deep breath.

He had a deeper understanding of the means of the person behind the scenes.

Stepping down from the carriage, Sikong Lun followed the Martial Saint driver into the mansion in front of him.

Calling it a mansion, it was actually more like an imperial palace.

Inside, it was winding and scattered, filled with various palaces.

In a palace in the deepest part, Sikong Lun saw the person behind the scenes who had taken action against his Reverse God Society.

This was a young man, exuding an aura of indescribable nobility from head to toe.

Just sitting there, he made Sikong Lun feel somewhat ashamed.

"You may leave first."

Lin Yuan looked up and waved his hand, letting the carriage-driving Martial Saint withdraw.

"Yes, Master."

The Martial Saint driver was respectful and left the main hall.

Master?

Sikong Lun swallowed his saliva.

A dignified Blood Refinement Martial Saint actually acknowledged this young man as his master?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sikong Lun would never have believed it.

After being silent for a while, Sikong Lun steadied his mind and took the initiative to speak: "I do not know Your Excellency, what requirements you have for capturing me?"

At this moment, Sikong Lun also knew in his heart that he must be of some use to that young man.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to stand before the other party.

"I want to know."

"What exactly does your Reverse God Society use to oppose the State-Protecting Divine Weapons of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms?"

"And what are evil weapons?"

Lin Yuan asked.

As soon as these words were spoken, Sikong Lun's expression revealed astonishment.

He had thought that the other party wanted to know the information of the other headquarters of the Reverse God Society.

Sikong Lun had already prepared himself; if Lin Yuan asked about that aspect, he would immediately trigger the measure within his body and commit suicide.

He just didn't expect it to be this?

"Divine Weapons are high and above; how can mere mortals like us deal with them?"

Sikong Lun paused for a moment, as if organizing his language, "Since ancient times, only a Divine Weapon can oppose a Divine Weapon."

"This is an iron law."