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“Zhao Ming?

The Grand Master was baffled for a moment.

“Wasn’t you warning me back then that there was more than one force influencing the future fortunes of the Kongsang Kingdom?” Shi Ying stared at the night sky with his hands folded, and a distressing concern lingered between his brows, “If the Returning Evil represents the Sea Kingdom, then what does Zhao Ming represent? The banished clan that floats beyond the sea? These forces are intertwined in a thousand ways, making me unable to see the future of Yunhuang.”

The Grand Master shook his head in disbelief, “You know that even the fate of a single person can be influenced by countless strands of forces called ‘impermanence’, let alone the fate of a nation?”

Reflecting on these remarks, Shi Ying couldn’t help but let out a sorrowful laugh, “Yes. I once was so presumptuous to think that I could change the future with my own efforts, but in the end, I still failed…”

The Grand Master looked at the young man and sighed: “It is rare to be honest enough to say that – you actually admitted failure with a placid heart… You have been outstanding since you were a child and have never experienced defeat. This unexpected defeat had me worried that you would break down. But you managed to hold on and make the right choice after all.”

Shi Ying frowned slightly and asked rhetorically, “The right choice?”

“Yes.” Da Si Ming’s voice was calm, “Like choosing the White King’s daughter as your Consort.”

“I thought you had come to reprimand me,” Shi Ying paused and smiled bitterly, “to tell me that I should not have chosen Shi Yu’s betrothed as my Consort.”

“Oh… how would I dare to reprimand you?” The Grand Master laughed and shook his head helplessly, “Shi Ying, I have watched you growing up and I know your character. You were originally a heartless and spiritless person living beyond the boundaries of the world, and now you are willing to return to the Imperial Capital to inherit the throne and marry the White King’s daughter. If I were to ask for more, I would be pushing you too far.”

“…” Shi Ying examined the Grand Master, and the expression in his eyes softened as he finally sighed, “I don’t blame you. In the end, even though you have been repeatedly hard on me, it was all for the sake of Kongsang.”

“It’s good that you understand my bitterness,” the Grand Master lowered his eyes, saying with a meaningful tone, “to be aware that even when I have gone too far, to the extent of getting my hands dirty on doing things that are unspeakable to outsiders, it was not out of selfishness…”

“I know.” Shi Ying replied assertively, “I can understand that.”

“Is that so?” The Grand Master glanced at him, wanting to say something, before eventually coughing and looking up at the canopy, “Actually, I’ve come to say goodbye to you tonight.”

“Say goodbye?” Shi Ying was caught by surprise and turned his head to look at the old man, “Where are you going?”

“To the north, at the Purple Terrace, the Green King’s Residence.” The Grand Master sighed and pointed to the far northern extremity, “The storm from the mountains is coming… I can see that the Green King is on the verge of raising the flag of rebellion as he is colluding with the Ice barbarians. I cannot sit back and do nothing.”

“All by yourself?” Shi Ying shrugged, “How can that work!”

“When I take a look through the entire empire, there is no one at the moment who can be of much use to me,” the Grand Master sneered, “If I go alone, I can still get away without getting a single blow, but if I have to take care of other mediocre talents, it will really cost me my life there.”

“I’ll go with you.” Shi Ying replied bluntly.

“No!” The Grand Master interrupted him without hesitation, “If you were still the Great Priest of the Jiuyi Temple, you could naturally accompany me – but now you are the Crown Prince of Kongsang, how can you personally plunge into a dangerous situation? If anything were to happen to you, the Yunhuang Wilderness would get overturned!”

“…” Shi Ying fell silent, unable to refute.

“What’s more, you’re about to get married, and you can’t leave here.” Da Si Ming whispered, pointing to the gloriously illuminated City of Mirrors at his feet, “The emperor is critically ill, and the Jialan Imperial Capital, the heart of Yunhuang, needs someone to hold its guard. You should stay here and become a bridegroom peacefully…”

Shi Ying sighed and whispered, “How can I be at ease?”

“Shi Ying, you carry the entire Kongsang on your back, you can no longer mess up with any external forces.” The Grand Master raised his head and gazed at the young successor, urging him again, ” Remember that the stars in the sky are ever-changing and unpredictable, and the only one you can control is your own – you have the blood of the emperor, as long as you guard the world, no matter how many enemies are watching you, there is nothing to fear.”

Shi Ying’s eyes gradually narrowed and he nodded in silence, “I respectfully listen to your teachings.”

“Take good care of your father, let him live a few more days,” the Grand Master smiled at last and patted him on the shoulder, “I will try to come back early for your wedding ceremony.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man took out the black jade slip from his long robe and pointed it at the night sky. A puffing sound reached from the dark, and a huge divine beast emerged into the void floating on the wind and clouds, prostrating itself towards the Grand Master – it was the Imperial Soul Guard of the Grand Master of Kongsang, the Golden Pupil Mythical Beast.

“Farewell.” With a flick of his sleeve, the Grand Master disappeared instantly into the night.

“Look, the threads of destiny are converging…”

Far away beneath the starry sky, there was another person who raised his head at the same moment, gazing at the astral firmament above the White Tower of Jialan, and uttered a low sigh in a muffled and indistinguishable voice – it was a person hidden in deep shadow, like a mist, save for a pair of radiant golden pupils, like a demon in a sacred shrine.

He was sitting on a boat, riding like the wind, and looking up at the stars in the night sky.

“The Return of Evil has been concealed by a very strong force.” The man sitting in the shadows murmured, spitting out a slurred noise, “Interesting… this Yunhuang, after seven thousand years, still manages to surprise me.”

There was a rustling of a cloak trailing on the floor outside the cabin, and someone stopped at the door, kneeling.

“Your Grace Lord Wise,” the Saintess reported respectfully as she knelt outside the cabin, “we will soon be arriving in the northern end of Yunhuang. We are preparing to land at the Coldhorn Cape and I have come to ask for your guidance.”

The Wise Lord nodded slightly. He remained sitting in the darkness, gazing at the stars for a long time, and slightly flexed his finger towards the sky, as if he caught something invisible: at last, was it time to return to that land? Thousands of years ago, this hand has built everything in Kongsang; it is only right that, thousands of years later, this same hand should destroy everything.

After all, the Left Hand of the Devil is the Master of the Power of Destruction!

At this thought, his black robe immediately flared up, and his golden pupils suddenly erupted like a rain of arrows!

The kneeling maiden trembled and prostrated herself under the murderous aura, not daring to look straight at him.

Ten years ago, this mysterious Wise Lord arrived from the east to save the Ice Clan from a devastating storm – the man who single-handedly withstood the tsunami, held up the sinking island and miraculously saved thousands of their people from drowning into the ocean!

His display of power had shocked everyone and was regarded as a Deity by almost all of the Ice Clan people.

Therefore, when this mysterious visitor offered to impart his power to the Ice Clan and lead everyone back to the Yunhuang, the entire Cangliu Empire immediately erupted.

Crushing Kongsang and taking back the Yunhuang Wilderness!

These two statements alone were enough to dazzle the Ice Clan, who had been drifting away for thousands of years.

However, the elders of the clan were not trusting this mysterious man who had come from nowhere, and although they treated him as a guest of honor, they did not allow him to enter the inner circle of power in the Cangliu Empire. The elders thought that enough time would tell them the true intentions of this stranger.

Yet to everyone’s surprise, this man of unknown origin has managed to penetrate the Cangliu Empire in a short period of time, granting everyone an incredible amount of power they have never seen before!

The mysterious wise man revealed to their army a book called “The Laws of Creation”, telling them that it could change the fate of the entire Ice Clan. The artisans of the military workshop have studied that book and found that it was divided into three volumes: Zhengtian, Jinghai and Zhenye. On each volume, there was a detailed account of how to make different weapons – following the instructions on these scrolls, they could not only make cannons of immense power and chariots that crushed the ground, but even produce wind falcons that could fly through the heavens and conch boats that could dive into the depths of the sea!

“How is that possible? Are you insane?” At that time, the Master of Craftsmanship looked at the handwritten notes and muttered, “Iron and wood can fly?”

However, when the first Wind Falcon whistled up from Chuyang Island and soared across the sky, all the Ice Clansmen became speechless from shock – they discovered that the person in question belonged to a distant land, and the wisdom he possessed far exceeded that of the humans on the land of Yunhuang!

This mysterious man was truly unfathomable, something close to a God.

“If you follow my guidance, in less than thirty years, the Ice Clan will be able to take back the Yunhuang!”

Stimulated by such a promise, the aggressive youth of the Ice Clan flocked in droves around this mysterious figure. The conservative elders, despite their anxieties, were unable to stop the unbridled stampede of public sentiment.

In the end, the mysterious man who called himself the Wise Lord became the leader of the Cangliu Empire.

After gaining support and power, the so-called “Lord Wise ” implemented radical changes in the Cangliu Ice Clan: firstly, the ten wizards had been reelected from the clan to replace the elders, then the Senate had been established to prevent the common people from objecting to having an outsider rule the country. However, the Senate could manage only ordinary affairs, but the Wise Lord was required to approve all matters of military and political importance.

Through this control, the Wise One eventually took control of the Cangliu Empire on the Western Sea from behind the scenes.

Yet curiously enough, from the beginning to the present, no one had ever seen his face. The mysterious man in the black garment had always appeared to be a shadow of nothingness, dissolving into the darkness, quiet and still. Only his golden eyes were as bright as the devil’s, and no one dared to look at them.

As the Ice Clan grew stronger, so did the Wise One’s status, and nobody dared to question his actions – just like on this occasion, when the Ten Wizards returned in defeat and the Lord Wise suddenly departed from the Western Sea to the Yunhuang Wilderness, although the entire empire was puzzled, no one dared to stop him.

“Land by Coldhorn Cape and go to the Purple Terrace in Jiuyi County,” the Wise Lord paused in silence for a moment before opening his mouth using a slurring speech that only the Saintess could understand, “the Green King…. will probably need our assistance at this moment.”

“Yes.” The Saintess bowed and retreated.

In just an instant, the solitary boat on the sea roared up and glided like a flying bird under the moon!

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