Chapter 2042


    Zhang Jiuling''s remarks were so scathing they struck Sword Saint like a hefty hammer.


    “W-What did you just say?” he stammered, still unable to recollect himself. “Did you just say that...


    I''m the enemy of the state?”


    Sword Saint had dedicated his whole life to the War God Castle. Never once in his entire life had he


    imagined that he would end up bing a national shame to his own country and its people.


    Throughout his life, he invested everyone''s time in restoring and rebuilding China''s martial arts


    world.


    In fact, he was somitted to this cause that he was even willing to pay with his own life, yet in


    the end, he found little support for his unjust cause and became the enemy of the state.


    If what Zhang Jiuling said was true, it would mean that the sacrifices and efforts he had made for


    the first half of his life amounted to nothing.


    A feeling of self-pity overwhelmed Sword Saint as he staggered and almost slumped to the ground.


    On the other end, Zhang Jiuling had already ended the call and instructed everyone in Jiangbei''s


    martial arts world to cut off all contact with Sword Saint and disregard any orders from the War God


    Castle.


    “We will march to the east to meet those from Jiangdong''s martial arts world on Mount Yunding,”


    Zhang Jiuling pronounced with a husky voice that echoed in the deep night in apaniment with


    the chilly wind.


    Hismand elicited a strong response from the martial artists in Jiangbei.


    “M-Mr. Zhang... are we really leaving War God Castle to their own?” someone asked.


    “They are the emblem of China''s martial arts world!” anothermented.


    “Yeah. The undoing of War God Castle will shatter the very foundation of the martial arts world in


    our country.”


    “There''ll be no one else to support our country once the pirs of our nation are no more!”


    “Exactly. This will really mark the end of the martial arts world in China!”


    Many patriotic citizens among the crowdmented the potential fate of the country, but Zhang


    Jiuling was not in a hurry to address their concerns.


    Instead, he cocked his head and directed his gaze across the tempestuous Brighfell River toward


    Jiangdong, which was not far away.


    “Who said our foundation will be gone?” he questioned. “Who said we will have no hope? And who


    said China''s martial arts world will be vanquished if War God Castle crumbles? We will shoulder this


    responsibility as pirs of the country until theing of the one we await. We will be the


    torchbearers of the martial arts world in China. Trust me when I say this—the key that dictates the


    fate of China''s martial arts world does not lie on Mount Van, let alone the War God Castle. Our hope


    wille from Jiangdong, from Mount Yunding!”


    Zhang Jiuling clenched his fists, and his eyes were aze with passion as he spoke in a powerful


    andmanding voice that reverberated through the air to a distance.


    Having heard him, the martial artists from Jiangdong were emboldened. They followed Zhang


    Jiuling and Lu Ziming''s lead and crossed the Brighfell River to Jiangdong.


    At the same time, on the shores of Eastsea, three notable leaders of the Chu Sect were gathered


    on a luxurious crew ship.


    It went without saying that the person taking the lead was Chu Yuan, the Old Master of Mount


    Chumen.


    On his right and left stood Tang Yun, the incumbent head of the Chu Sect, and Chu Tianqi, the head


    of the Chu family.


    “Yun, Tianqi, look at the sea,” Chu Yuan said. “There was once an ignorant man who offended our


    sect, and we ended him here. History has proven time and again that our sect cannot be


    challenged.”


    It had been three years since the incident he had referred to took ce. However, every time he


    traveled through this area of the waters, he would be reminded of what had happened and feel


    proud about it.


    It made him feel as if he was an emperor who had everyone and everything under his feet.


    He retracted his gaze and looked at Saspiuburg, a continent not far away.


    “Tianqi,” Chu Yuan called, “do you know that our ancestors and ancient masters found their roots in


    Saspiuburg, China? That ce witnessed the glorious rise of our forefathers. The people should''ve


    acknowledged us by then, but they didn''t. Hundreds of years have passed since, and we''re back at


    this ce again. This time, I will make sure no one stands in our way.”


    Chu Yuan sounded ambitious and confident as if conquering China''s martial arts world was an easy


    matter.


    Beside him, Chu Qitian shed an assuring smile after hearing Chu Yuan''s words.


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    “Grandpa, we will go forth at yourmand. I shall bring War God Castle to ashes at dawn and


    return with the heads of the pirs of China by night tomorrow,” Chu Qitian uttered confidently as his


    eyes burned withbative spirit.


    He had already decided on conquering Mount Yan before taking down Jiangdong.


    Ha! Chu Tian fan! Your beloved homnd will go up in smoke soon. I guess you never expected


    that I will quash the people and the country you loved under my feet just three years after your


    death.


    The haughty man''s clothes pped noisily in the air as the piercing wind blew.


    The same hatred sparkled in the grandfather''s and grandson''s eyes, a stark contrast with the


    woman standing right next to them. Tang Yun looked extremely calm despite hearing the two men''s


    ambitious plot.


    She turned away and looked into the vast waters underthe ship, an inexplicable emotion that


    confused her budding deep in her heart.


    It was as if someone really important to her had once appeared in the same ce as she was, but


    she just could not find that person in her memory.


    I should be able to recall if this person is really so important to me...


    She looked puzzled.


    “Are you okay, Yun?” Chu Yuan asked when he spotted the look on Tang Yun''s face.


    “I''m good, Master. I''m just having a slight headache,” the disciple replied.


    Chu Yuan''s frown deepened at her answer.


    “Don''t worry. It''ll go away with some rest. I can still fight,” Tang Yun assured, but Chu Yuan was


    notwilling to take the risk.


    He waved his hand, saying, “It''s okay. You don''t have to participate in the attack on Mount Yan. I


    want you to go to Mount Kransbay with the Demonic Duo to look for something. ording to our


    sect''s ancient records, there is a prominent fighter from China who was buried at Kransbay, and


    among the grave goods in his tomb is the Order of Yanhuang. Bring it to me.”


    Tang Yun was surprised.


    Chu Tianqi, too, could not wrap his head around it. “Grandpa, I think the Demonic Duo can handle


    this on their own. You don''t have to send her.”


    Indeed, given the fact that Tang Yun was only second to Chu Yuan in terms of her ability, she would


    be a useful asset in the war against martial artists from China.


    Chu Tianqi did not understand why Chu Yuan would assign her such a menial chore.


    “You have no idea, Tianqi. War God Castle no longer carries the most weight in China. I mean, yes,


    the pirs of China are over there, but they are nothingpared to the buried item I seek. The


    Order of Yanhuang is worth much more than the lives of Sword Saint and the other pirs


    combined,” Chu Yuan said.


    Tang Yun finally nodded and agreed to go look for the Order of Yanhuang.


    “Be careful. You might encounter unforeseen dangers at the ancient tomb,” Chu Yuan reminded


    before she left.


    After her departure, Chu Qitian asked to conquer Mount Yan, but Chu Yuan had a different n.


    “I''ll go on my own. Mount Yan is not the most formidable task. There''s something else I want you to


    do,” Chu Yuan said.


    For the rest of the night, time went on uneventfully for the two of them. Yet on Mount Yan in China, a


    massive number of martial artists had congregated.


    It was a moment of life and death for them, so everyone hade forward valiantly to defend the


    War God Castle.


    As for the fighters from the Chu Sect, they were gathered at the coast of Eastsea in wait for the war.


    Instead ofunching an attack, they simply stood watch and waited for all the martial artists to


    gather at the War God Castle.


    A terrifying war was about to break out as tension filled the air along the border.


    Inside the War God Castle, Sword Saint and the others had gathered martial artists from all over the


    country and had been contacting other countries for support.


    “What did you say? King Folo and his people are not avable? D*mn it! What about fighters from


    Remdik? What about the Order Of Kings from Western Epea?” Sword Saint questioned.


    It turned out that all channels of aid were blocked because no one was willing to get themselves


    involved in that mess.


    After all, the War God Castle''s war was a lost cause, and extending help at that moment was


    equivalent to tempting fate.


    Over at Jiangdong, when Li Er found out that the Chu Sect''s troops had already reached the shores


    of China, he gave orders to bring Ye Fan''s family, friends, and son to retreat to the mansion on


    Mount Yunding.