Chapter 738: Killing the Great Feng Emperor

"An uprising?"

The white-haired Third Uncle was somewhat dazed.

The more he understood, the clearer it became how powerful the Great Feng Dynasty was.

Having undergone the governance of six successive wise rulers, the Great Feng Dynasty was like a blazing fire with boiling oil, currently at the height of its prosperity.

Launch an uprising at a time like this?

Let alone anything else.

Could they withstand the suppression of Great Feng's endless torrent of armies?

The soldiers of the Great Feng Dynasty were all chosen one in a thousand—meaning one was selected to enlist from a thousand ordinary commoners.

A province with a billion commoners could at best scrape together a million regular troops.

However, precisely because of this, the strength of the Great Feng Dynasty's army was unimaginably formidable.

It also forged the legendary feat of a thousand-man Formation being able to surround and kill an Enlightened Grandmaster.

Admittedly, this was aided by various weapons and arms that suppressed spiritual power.

But it also had a great deal to do with the army itself.

"Yes."

The figure kneeling on the ground quickly turned and left.

Clearly, he was going to make preparations for the "uprising".

Lin Yuan sat casually there, his gaze profound and distant.

Ever since quietly taking control of the Golden Dragon Sect, over the past fifty years,

the faction he founded had entered a phase of rapid development.

Aside from the clues detected by the Town Protectorate,

such as nine of the top ten chambers of commerce in the world all being connected to Lin Yuan,

in reality, an even larger portion remained hidden beneath the surface.

The intelligence seen by the Town Protectorate Director was only what Lin Yuan wanted him to see.

The so-called top ten chambers of commerce were all established by Lin Yuan.

Even the imperial merchants of the Great Feng Dynasty had been mostly infiltrated by Lin Yuan.

As for the control over the major provinces? The Town Protectorate Director had only investigated over thirty provinces.

However, out of the world's ninety-nine provinces, nearly seventy had completely fallen under Lin Yuan's grasp.

Even if Lin Yuan could not fully control the remaining thirty-odd provinces, he could still influence them to varying degrees.

Even in Central Province, where the national capital was located, Lin Yuan had arranged many of his own people.

The only thing he could not control was the imperial palace.

The imperial guards in the Great Feng imperial palace were all cultivated across generations.

With their ancestors above three generations all being imperial guards, wanting to infiltrate the imperial guards?

It was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

If Lin Yuan were given two or three hundred years, it wouldn't be entirely impossible.

But he did not have that much Lifespan. Descending into this cyclical world, Lin Yuan was certain that he could live for at most one hundred and fifty years.

Whether this was restricted by the rules of the world or the supreme rules running through endless dimensional realms, Lin Yuan was likewise unable to break it.

Or rather, he couldn't break it with his own strength; if he expended Boundary-Breaking Source Power, he could still live longer.

But there was no need for that.

Overall,

having mastered the majority of the power across the world's ninety-nine provinces, Lin Yuan fully possessed the strength to contend with and even overthrow the Great Feng Dynasty.

The only thing he dreaded was the foundation within the imperial palace.

However, the impact was not significant.

In the countless times he had peered into future timelines in the past,

Lin Yuan had basically figured most things out.

Just now, after peering into future timelines multiple times, he had even obtained a timeline where he had a high probability of killing the Great Feng Emperor.

Outside Black Mountain,

dozens of generals stood outside the grand camp, gazing far off into the dark and unfathomable Black Mountain.

Right at this moment,

a pigeon with black feathers flew over.

It landed on the shoulder of the leading general.

"This?"

The leading general opened the slip of paper tied to the pigeon's leg, swept his gaze over it, and his expression changed slightly.

"Everyone."

The leading general glanced at the dozens of other major generals.

These major generals came from several surrounding provinces and were the true commanders currently blockading all entrances and exits of Black Mountain.

As for the Town Protectorate Director and the more than twenty Enlightened Grandmasters?

They could only control the army by issuing commands to these major generals.

If all the major generals refused to obey orders, the Enlightened Grandmasters of the Town Protectorate would not have much recourse.

The deployment of a massive army involved all aspects and could not rely solely on strength.

Most Enlightened Grandmasters immersed themselves in the exploration and Cultivation of spiritual power, lacking much experience in commanding armies in battle.

In fact, the Great Feng Dynasty was extremely wary of Enlightened Grandmasters commanding armies.

Originally, Enlightened Grandmasters possessed terrifying individual strength, capable of taking the head of an enemy general from amidst ten thousand soldiers.

The only thing that slightly restrained and suppressed Enlightened Grandmasters was encirclement by a massive army.

If Enlightened Grandmasters were also allowed to control the army? Where would that leave things?

The power structure of the Great Feng Dynasty included safeguards against Enlightened Grandmasters.

Even the Enlightened Grandmasters cultivated by the imperial family itself faced many restrictions in certain aspects.

"General."

"What is it, General?"

Dozens of major generals looked at the leading general and asked.

This deployment of seven to eight hundred thousand troops had nearly drained all spare forces from several major provinces.

Indeed, a single major province could theoretically Cultivate a million troops.

But these million troops were usually suppressing various regions, and at most, only two to three hundred thousand could truly be mobilized.

"There are treacherous officials causing chaos within the imperial court. Are you willing to follow me into the imperial palace, execute the treacherous officials, and return a bright and clear universe to this world?"

The leading general's tone was calm, but his expression brook no questioning from others.

Dead silence.

The scene instantly plunged into dead silence.

Most of the major generals looked at each other, their gazes faintly turning strange.

A small fraction of the major generals wore expressions of disbelief, clearly shocked by the leading general's words.

Charge into the imperial palace?

Execute treacherous officials?

Why hadn't they heard of this?

"Ruan Qingchuan, how dare you rebel?!"

After a few breaths, a sturdy major general strode out, looking at the leading general with full of anger.

In the current Great Feng Dynasty, the Emperor was the absolute Dominator. Treacherous officials?

Which treacherous official could sway the Emperor's will?

And treacherous officials causing chaos?

If the Emperor wanted to kill a subject, it was merely a matter of a single sentence.

Did it require them, regional armies, to take action?

Furthermore, charge into the imperial palace?

The imperial palace was the place where the Emperor resided.

Charging in there—wouldn't that mean being able to control the Emperor's life and death?

"It seems you are also one of the treacherous officials' people."

The leading general, Ruan Qingchuan, had an indifferent expression. "Men, take him down."

"Yes."

Dozens of armored soldiers immediately walked over from not far away and directly pinned down the sturdy major general.

Next,

four or five more major generals stood up.

They actively denounced Ruan Qingchuan's actions.

As military major generals, they were not so easily fooled.

How could they possibly believe the nonsense about "treacherous officials causing chaos"?

But every major general who questioned was directly suppressed.

Soon,

all the questioning major generals were brought under control.

"Are you all just watching a show?"

The sturdy major general who questioned at the beginning looked at the remaining major generals who were still standing motionless.

There were a total of fifty-three major generals on the field.

Excluding the six of them, there were forty-six others who made no indication.

This made the sturdy major general unable to understand.

Ruan Qingchuan's nonsense was clearly talk of rebellion.

As long as these major generals united, what did it matter even if Ruan Qingchuan was the supreme commander?

The seven to eight hundred thousand troops currently blockading Black Mountain all came from various provinces and only obeyed their respective provincial generals; as for Ruan Qingchuan?

Besides being able to mobilize the army of the province he belonged to, what else could he mobilize?

A moment later,

seeing that these major generals still showed no reaction,

the sturdy major general finally snapped out of it.

"You all intend to rebel?"

If he had merely been angry upon first hearing Ruan Qingchuan's words,

then seeing the reaction of most major generals on the field at this moment made the sturdy major general's heart turn half-cold.

Forty to fifty major generals came from different major provinces, and now they all intended to follow Ruan Qingchuan in rebellion—what did this mean?

It meant there was an even more terrifying force backing Ruan Qingchuan? Otherwise, how could he possibly "bribe" so many major generals?

Rebellion was no joke!

Once it failed, it was a capital crime punishable by the extermination of the nine familial clans.

These major generals on the field were already in high and weighty positions; rebellion held no meaning for them whatsoever, equivalent to betraying their own class.

"Take them down."

The leading general, Ruan Qingchuan, waved his hand.

Immediately, the armored soldiers escorted the sturdy major general and the other major generals away.

"Ruan Qingchuan, I don't care what backing you have or who stands behind you, but the Director and the various Grandmaster adults are still here."

The sturdy major general's voice came intermittently.

As the highest echelon of the army, the sturdy major general and the major generals present all knew how many Enlightened Grandmasters had come this time.

There was even the Town Protectorate Director in person.

With twenty-three Enlightened Grandmasters joining hands, so what if they couldn't control this army?

They could completely sneak in and execute all the rebellious major generals.

"The Director and various Grandmaster adults—"

The leading general, Ruan Qingchuan, looked distantly at the sturdy major general and others who were still struggling violently, and said silently in his heart, "They are no longer here."

The message transmitted to him by that black pigeon just now was that all the Enlightened Grandmasters had already been dealt with.

Exactly because of this,

he actively stepped forward.

If the twenty-two Enlightened Grandmasters and the Town Protectorate Director were still around,

he would not have done this; it would be meaningless.

"Master."

Ruan Qingchuan's thoughts drifted, vaguely returning to forty or fifty years ago.

At that time, he was still a beggar. It was the Master who took him in and said he possessed extremely high talent for commanding armies.

With the Master's support, Ruan Qingchuan smoothly entered the military ranks and successfully rose to his current position.

It could be said that the Master was Ruan Qingchuan's everything.

And not long ago, the Master, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, suddenly gave him an order.

That was to actively enter the army besieging Black Mountain and stand by to act at any time.

Originally, Ruan Qingchuan was quite curious about what the Master would actually have him do.

Until the information transmitted by that pigeon just now, Ruan Qingchuan learned what he needed to do:

to rebel.

Rebel against the Great Feng Dynasty.

The matter of rebellion

concerned one's life and property.

Even so, Ruan Qingchuan did not hesitate to follow through.

First, everything he had was given by the Master. Not to mention rebelling, even if told to commit suicide, Ruan Qingchuan would obey.

Without the Master, he would have long since frozen to death in that harsh winter.

Second, through their interactions over the years, Ruan Qingchuan had gained some understanding of the Master.

Without certainty, he wouldn't be asked to rebel.

No matter what, supporting Ruan Qingchuan to this position was no easy feat either.

He wouldn't be let to die meaninglessly.

Ruan Qingchuan looked at the remaining stationary major generals from various provinces.

He was likewise shocked beyond measure.

Prior to this, he had no idea that these major generals were also the Master's people.

He originally thought they would go through a fierce battle.

As a result, in the end, only five or six major generals stood out.

The remaining major generals all practically acquiesced to his statement, meaning they agreed to rebel.

"Master."

The figure of the Master surfaced in Ruan Qingchuan's mind once more.

That was a young man who seemed to know everything about worldly affairs.

On this day,

the 800,000 troops encircling Black Mountain turned around and headed toward the national capital, proclaiming the execution of treacherous officials by the Emperor's side.

The entire court was shaken.

Before the various ministers of the court could discuss a countermeasure,

sixty-eight provinces, including Chizhou and Yongzhou, responded one after another, mobilizing the military strength of entire provinces toward the national capital with the intent to execute the treacherous officials by the Emperor's side.

For a time, the Great Feng Dynasty was rocked by wind and rain.

Under the crusade of nearly seventy provinces, the Central Province imperial court retreated step by step.

It is worth mentioning that

according to the patterns of past dynasties,

often during such turbulent times, the surrounding small countries would seize the opportunity to enter the ninety-nine provinces and plunder vast populations and resources.

After all, the ninety-nine provinces occupied by Great Feng, also known as the ninety-nine provinces of the Central Plains, were the most resource-rich places in this world.

The surrounding small countries had coveted them for who knows how long.

But now, no matter how turbulent the ninety-nine provinces were,

these small countries behaved excessively obediently.

They did not have the slightest thought of invasion and plunder.

In fact, the so-called turbulence in the ninety-nine provinces

was only relative.

Among the ordinary commoners, things were still quite stable.

The nearly seventy provinces that actively responded to execute treacherous officials experienced basically no changes before and after.

As for the remaining thirty-odd provinces, they didn't hold out for long either, and the numerous ordinary commoners likewise did not suffer any excessive hardships.

After the army charged in, they maintained order just like in the past, remaining very steady.

Outside the national capital,

densely packed armies gathered.

Enlightened Grandmasters stood at various locations, their massive spiritual power faintly enshrouding the national capital.

Inside the national capital was similarly the Great Feng Dynasty's final line of defense, as well as its most powerful resistance force.

Over a hundred Enlightened Grandmasters stood atop the city walls, standoffish against the besieging army and Grandmasters.

On a hill,

a dozen figures stood quietly.

They gazed far off at the towering national capital.

"What does the Master say? Are we going to start the attack?"

A major general draped in black battle armor spoke.

At this moment, they and the capital of the Great Feng Dynasty were at daggers drawn; the moment an order was given, the siege would begin.

"No rush."

A scholar in white smiled slightly and said.

"No rush?"

The rest of the multitude had no words of doubt.

After so many years, they had extreme trust in the Master.

Just as all the power of the Great Feng national capital was gathered atop the city walls to cope with the decisive battle that could break out at any moment,

a young man strolled casually down the street. Patrolling soldiers approached, yet they failed to notice him in the slightest, as if this young man did not exist at all.

This young man was precisely Lin Yuan.

At this moment, nearly all forces within the national capital were tied down by the external army, leaving the inside at its most hollowed-out state.

And at this time, it was also the moment when Lin Yuan had the highest probability of killing the Great Feng Emperor.

Soon,

Lin Yuan arrived at the imperial palace.

Compared to the chaos of the outside world, the imperial palace was much more stern.

There were numerous imperial guards patrolling.

Yet still, none of the imperial guards could discover Lin Yuan.

The Experts within the imperial palace who could barely detect Lin Yuan's aura had all headed to the city walls.

Ordinary people, or rather ordinary Grandmasters, under the influence of the boundless spiritual power, simply could not perceive Lin Yuan's existence.

"The suppression of spiritual power here is immense."

Entering the imperial palace, Lin Yuan found that his spiritual power was forcibly weakened.

Over the past seventy years, Lin Yuan had entered the imperial palace countless times while peering into future timelines.

But actually coming in in person was a first.

Daring to come in with his true body meant Lin Yuan had absolute certainty.

Before long,

Lin Yuan walked up to a grand hall.

On the dragon throne inside the hall sat an old man draped in imperial robes.

"The Great Feng Emperor?"

Lin Yuan's eyes suddenly turned incomparably terrifying.

Formless spiritual power crossed the hundreds of meters wide grand hall, directly piercing through the head of the old man wearing the imperial robes.