World of Cultivation - Volume 06 - All Hail Our King

by Fang Xiang

  Their strength was not worth mentioning, but their resolve caused him to change expression.

  But it only amounted to this.

  Wei Sheng's heart was like a stone. The sword oath he had given in the past echoed in his mind. He would not rest against Kun Lun, this would only end with death.

  To stop him, Kun Lun destroyed all the transportation formations along the way. However, this was not of any effect against Wei Sheng. God-level experts could travel through the void.

  When the Kun Lun mountain range entered his view, even Wei Sheng was awed by its vastness and majesty.

  Mountain peaks numbering in the tens of thousands like an endless forest of swords that stretched out. Each mountain peak was like a flying sword. They had different appearances and different auras. Some were steep, others vast plateaus, others covered in glaciers, or flowing with lava. Even Wei Sheng who had been to so many places was seeing such a unique place for the first time.

  As expected, Kun Lun was blessed.

  Wei Sheng lamented inside as his gaze landed on the main peak of Kun Lun.

  The main peak of Kun Lun was the most attention-catching of the tens of thousands because of its height and size. Kun Lun's main peak was unrivalled as it towered over the others. All other mountains were like molehills next to it.It was much higher and wider than the other peaks. It was like an enormous sword pointing towards the firmament.

  Peerless Kun Lun!

  The layers of jinzhi suddenly appeared. It added a beautiful layer of silk to the main peak that flashed with dazzlingly light under the sunlight.

  Was this Kun Lun?

  Wei Sheng's eyes suddenly became bright. While the main peak of Kun Lun had soul-shaking presence, the image in his mind was the little unknown and remote Wu Kong Mountain.

  It was not vast, it did not have any astounding power, it was not revered by countless people.

  But that mountain was the most important mountain in his heart!

  In the name of Wu Kong!

  Wei Sheng took a deep breath. His eyes were full of resolve as he raised the God-Killing Blood Sword.

  "He's here!"

  "Wei Sheng!"

  The main peak of Kun Lun shifted with people. All of the mountain peaks in Kun Lun's mountain range were full of people.

  Countless Kun Lun disciples had came from all over.

  "For Kun Lun!"

  Someone shouted. Almost everyone raised their flying sword and shouted, "For Kun Lun!"

  "For Kun Lun!"

  The thunderous shouts echoed in the air, in the mountains, in the hearts of every Kun Lun disciple!

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  Countless shadows flew up from Kun Lun's mountain range to cover the sky.

  They were like a burning sea of flames that wanted to use the fire of their life to burn that terrifying figure. Their faces were filled with fearlessness.

  Yet, unexpectedly, that person in the distance did not charge over.

  For some unknown reason, many people sighed in relief.

  But at this time, Wei Sheng suddenly raised the sword in his hand.

  Everyone stilled. Even the Kun Lun disciples that were charging towards Wei Sheng paused.

  What did he want to do?

  Wei Sheng was over one hundred and fifty li away from the main peak of Kun Lun. If they hadn't set up seal formation, they would not have been able to see Wei Sheng's figure.

  Was this a challenge?

  What was the use in raising the sword from so far away?

  Yet before they could understand, a red sword energy flew out of Wei Sheng's sword.

  That red sword energy was not blinding and did not look as though it was astounding in any aspect. But that seemingly ordinary energy cut the space in front of them as though it travelled through the void!

  The sword energy brought with it an endless ocean of blood!

  The surging waves of blood rose up like monsters opening their mouths and leading at them.

  These Kun Lun disciples were swallowed by the surging waves of blood before they could react. The waves of blood did not stop. They became even stronger and charged towards the main peak at an even faster speed.

  The vast distance did not seem to matter.

  Almost instantly, the surging blood red waves carrying savage power and steel resolve smashed onto the main peak of Kun Lun!

  Boom!

  The jinzhi of the main peak was like paper. Shattered energies of various colors flew through the air and then were consumed by the bloody waves. The layers of jinzhi that Kun Lun had worked to set up over the generations didn't even last for a breath before turning into dust.

  The waves that crushed all obstruction slammed into the main peak of Kun Lun!

  Boom!

  Time seemed to stop in this moment. Everyone's expressions were dazed. Their minds having gone completely blank.

  The vast Kun Lun main peak slowly collapsed before their eyes.

  Boom-oom-oom!

  The main peak was so large that when it fell, shattered stone and dust rose up into an enormous mushroom cloud. The roar caused all of Kun Lun mountain range to shudder.

  A deathly silence!

  It was completely silent!

  Everyone had ashen faces. Their lips trembled. Their expressions were dazed.

  The main peak, the main peak had been cut down in one stroke … …

  All of the Kun Lun disciples had pale faces. Something seemed to collapse in their minds.

  The grieving screams contained the deepest of hopelessness!

  Wei Sheng had charged into Kun Lun and cut down Kun Lun's mountain peak!

  This astounding news swept the world like a gust of wind. Nothing was more astounding than this. Kun Lun, the strongest hegemon of the world. Had been defeated by one person, Wei Sheng had struck down the main peak of Kun Lun!

  Everyone that heard the news would be dazed for a while.

  People already felt that Lin Qian's defeat was incomprehensible, this event could not be described.

  Kun Lun had been the strongest sect of the world for thousands of years, the strongest faction in the world!

  No sect could match Kun Lun.

  Peerless Kun Lun!

  Kun Lun had not coined the phrase. The authority that Kun Lun had accumulated over thousands of years was imprinted on people's minds. The disciples of Kun Lun were always proud. Everyone thought they deserved to be proud. This was a pride that was matter-of-fact because they came from Kun Lun.

  They were always full of spirit and confidence. They were forever the most outstanding youths, the strongest sword xiu. They were the future rulers of the world both in the eyes of others, and they believed this in their hearts.

  Kun Lun was the holy ground of sword xiu.

  They created the cultivation path for the powerful sword xiu and developed it. The sword xiu became the strongest offensive fighters of all the xiuzhe.

  Yet this holy land for sword xiu was brought to its knees by a sword xiu from a previously unknown sect.

  For any sect, this wasn't just a great humiliation, it wounded them at their foundation.

  When a sword xiu heard the news, they could not speak. In their hearts, something seemed to silently collapse in their minds.

  Kun Lun would never be the Peerless Kun Lun ever again.

  The collapsed main peak and Kun Lun's peerless reputation became the perfect adornment for one person.

  There would be no argument in the future about the name of the Sword God Wei Sheng.

  Peerless Sword God!

  Editor's note:

  Another easy one.

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  Translator Ramblings: I feel like Fang Xiang could have gone a bit more into the symbolism of Kun Lun and its mountain but there's enou
gh to get a sense of what it means.

  Chapter 910: Lin Qian's Sword

  Wei Sheng cutting the main peak of Kun Lun was so astounding at the news that Mo Shen Temple had surrendered to the Nether King paled in comparison.

  However, the mo were an exception.

  The eyes of all mo were on the army of the Nether King army in Hundred Savage Realm. The enmity the mo of Hundred Savage Realm felt towards the Nether King had been diminished greatly. The power of Wei Sheng's campaign against Kun Lun caused the mo to reconsider the status of a god-level expert. Even an existence as strong as Kun Lun was forced to such desperate straits by Wei Sheng.

  God-level, that as the true peak of this world. A faction that did not a god-level would be fated to be in defeated. Among the mo, there was only one god-level, the Nether King.

  This caused the enmity from many of the mo to fade and instead they felt slightly reassured. The mo had their own god-level.

  Many people started to hope for the arrival of peace. The Nether King was undoubtedly the one most qualified to unite the mo.

  The Mo Shen Temple's inner conflict and the subsequent coup was supposedly due to the Chief Mo God's decision to conscript and sacrifice the populace. Not many were too surprised by this. In the eyes of many people, the Mo Shen Temple was already hard pressed to have held until now under such great pressure.

  After the initial shock, all of the mo entered celebration.

  The mo were united!

  After thousands of years, the mo finally been reunited. In the history of the mo, every time the mo were united, that was the beginning of a golden age of prosperity. They had enough reason to believe that the mo were going to welcome a completely new future.

  The king of mo!

  The Chief Mo God was killed, the rhinoceros mo god was not willing to continue in the new regime. He left the Mo Shen Temple and returned to his homeland to be the clan leader. The Mo Shen Temple still had the Youxi Battalion and Shui Yue Battalion. Wu Le became the a new bodyguard for the king. The other management positions were appointed by the new king.

  The top four battalions of the mo quickly took form.

  Liang Wei's King's Horn became the first of the mo battalions. The other three battalions were: Qi Wei's Qi Battalion, Youxi Ya Ke's Youxi Battalion, and Shui Yue's Shui Yue Battalion.

  An Mo was deputized as the first mo commander in command. The only unexpected appointment was Zhu Nan Yue. She became the first advisor to An Mo's strategic group.

  Due to Zuo Mo having already built up the framework with Princess Xia and the Lan brothers, everything progressed smoothly.

  "Mu Xi Daren, your residence has been arranged. Please follow me." A male shadow guard dressed in black respectfully bowed and then led the way at the front.

  "Please." Mu Xi nodded and followed behind with her guards.

  "You are too polite!" This shadow guard respectfully answered.

  The guards around Mu Xu had unnatural and cautious expressions. These veterans of the battlefield and in death felt uneasy in front of these shadow guards.

  The Shadow Guard was an extremely powerful organization and was Ming Yue Ye Daren's the most trusted and sharpest blade . These two years were better. In the years before that, it was these people hidden in the shadows that had brought down and assassinated Ming Yue Ye Daren's enemies.

  In this unprecedented purge of the yao ranks, the one that had been the most effective was the Shadow Guard.

  Mu Xi noticed the uneasiness of her guards. She didn't like the Shadow Guard either but she didn't want to offend them. The Shadow Guard wasn't just the strongest intelligence network, they were also Ming Yue Ye Daren's most trusted protectors.

  Their leader, Youqin Lie, was also very trusted by Ming Yue Ye Daren.

  Battle generals innately disliked these assassins hidden in the darkness. People had more than once expressed concerns about the Shadow Guard's accumulated power. The only thing to rejoice about was that Youqin Lie never entered any power struggles, and maintained respect towards the other daren. However, people were still worried about Youqin Lie's cruel actions.

  Mu Xi refocused and asked, "Has Bin Lan Daren arrived?"

  "Bin Lan Daren arrived yesterday night."

  Mu Xi new why Daren had summoned them all back for. The changes in the world affairs had been too drastic in this recent while. Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea had started their war, Lin Qian had lost, the main peak of Kun Lun had been cut down, and Kun Lun had entered unprecedented danger.

  Mu Xi and the others were astounded.

  They knew just how powerful Kun Lun was.

  But before one wave settled, another started. The Mo Shen Temple suddenly had internal conflict and three remaining mo gods surrendered to the Nether King.

  The mo had united!

  This caused the yao to suddenly feel great danger.

  No one would doubt the strength of a united mo race. Each time the mo were united, it was when they were strongest, and also when their desire to expand was greatest.

  The two titans of the xiuzhe world were fighting intensely. That Nether King wasn't stupid and he wouldn't participate.

  The mo only had one direction to expand in.

  The yao lands!

  In the past thousands of years, the yaomo had maintained a good relationship. Usually, the yao did not need to worry about the fractionalized mo. However, now, the mo had a new king!

  This mo king was of mysterious and unknown origins. However, his intentions were revealed immediately after he ascended to the throne. He lead a powerful invasion of Hundred Savage Realm and rapidly united the mo.

  The strong expansionist stance that the new Mo King displayed worried the yao.

  Mu Xi was not stupid. The yao and the mo were on good relations because the yaomo had the same enemies. But right now that the xiuzhe were fighting among themselves, and the mo were strong while the yao weak. Would the mo overlook this opportunity to swallow the yao?

  Mu Xi was also filled with worries.

  The meeting was of the highest levels. Almost all the higher ups of the yao were gathered together. The yao were in a nervous atmosphere.

  This meeting would decide the fate of the yao.

  Bie Han looked at the thick smoke above the burning city and turned to lead Sin Battalion to leave without any hesitation.

  This was the ninth major hub city that he had razed.

  Other than the battalions on the borders of Kun Lun that didn't dare to move, almost all the other battalions in Kun Lun had returned to reinforce the main peak of Kun Lun. Lin Qian was not present, Xue Dong was not here, all of Kun Lun was in chaos. They could only respond based on their instincts.

  But how could the weakly supported border hold against Gongsun Cha, Bie Han, and Yang Yuan Hao?

  The three battalions broke through with little effort. The vast and empty Kun Lun was spread in front of them.

  Gongsun Cha and the others did not choose to conquer the territory.

  Kun Lun's rule in these lands was deeply entrenched over thousands of years. The factions of various sizes here were fighting back and once Mo Cloud Sea tried to conquer these places, Mo Cloud Sea's battalions would be tangled up in intensifying rebellions.

  Therefore, the strategy Gongsun Cha and the others planned was simple and brutal.

  Damage, constant damage to Kun Lun's production capabilities and infrastructure!

  Everywhere they passed, they didn't conquer, they destroyed. This kind of destruction would not be immediately fatal for Kun Lun, but it was akin a thousand wounds on Kun Lun's enormous body.

  The bleeding would continue and Kun Lun would only become weaker with time.

  Following behind the three top battalions were the first class battalions like Ma Fan and Tang Fei. Gongsun Cha knew that a chance like this would not occur again. He did not keep anything back. All of the first class battalions and elite battalions were mobilized.

  They followed the three top battalions to enter the vast core
of Kun Lun.

  Time!

  What was most important was time!

  Gongsun Cha commanded that all battalions had to leave Kun Lun within ten days.

  The jinzhi forts were being built day and night on the borders of Mo Cloud Sea. Kun Lun who had suffered so much loss was very likely to retaliate.

  In these weeks, Kun Lun's sky was covered in smoke.

  The sect leader had been defeated, the main peak cut down, countless cities burned to ashes… …

  Kun Lun seemed to reach the end of the road in the span of one night.

  By the time the people of Kun Lun reacted, Mo Cloud Sea's battalions had disappeared.

  Seeing Kun Lun covered in wounds, everyone cried.

  Lin Qian wanted to die.

  Kun Lun was wailing after being trampled under the hooves of Mo Cloud Sea. Kun Lun had fallen under Wei Sheng's sword. But at this time, he could not come out, he could not fight for his beloved Kun Lun, he could only stay in this hidden cavern and heal.

  Lin Qian held the Immemorial Sword tightly. His handsome face was unusually pale. In just a few dozen days, he had thinned by a size. His bloodless lips moved, tears flowed out of his empty eyes and fell down his face.

  "Master, sorry!"

  "Sorry … …"

  All of his pride had been completely destroyed. Kun Lun was his all, he lived for Kun Lun, he would forever live for Kun Lun!

  If he hadn't been defeated, the state of affairs would not be so bad, the main peak would not have been destroyed, Kun Lun would not have lost so, and Kun Lun would not have been humiliated!

  "I am a criminal!"

  "The criminal of Kun Lun!"

  He said to himself as though he was proclaiming judgement on himself.

  He stood up. A light suddenly appeared in his empty eyes. The light grew brighter and filled his eyes.

  His wooden head slowly started to turn.

  He sat silently. The excitement and madness in his eyes slowly grew. An indescribable determination was in his eyes and flowed in his body.

  The Immemorial Shen Sword in his hand hummed and he felt an indescribable understanding.

  His sword was Kun Lun!

  Not for heaven or earth, not for the laws, not for the people, only for Kun Lun!