Chapter 854: Chapter 462: One Man Can Shake an Army of 100,000! (8k4)

The undulating mountain ranges resemble a True Dragon lying on the earth.

Following the mountain ranges to their end, one arrives at an immensely vast plain, the central location guarded by nine dragon veins, and the heart of the Da Xuan Dynasty. This place has been the capital of numerous dynasties throughout history, not just the Da Xuan dynasty.

In the distance, one can see a magnificent city wall standing between heaven and earth, towering hundreds of zhang high. When an ordinary person stands beneath these walls, they appear as insignificant as ants. Gazing upon the grand royal city, one can only feel an endless sense of majesty and grandeur.

Jade Capital!

This is the name of the royal city of Da Xuan. Some people call it the Capital City, others call it the Upper Capital or Heavenly Capital, but its most formal name is ‘Jade Capital,’ a title that predates the founding of Da Xuan.

Looking around, one can see that this city stretches for hundreds of li. Compared to the Prefecture City or even the State Government Office of Yu State, its size exceeds manyfold. Only due to the existence of Martial Arts and various transcendental powers could such a magnificent city be constructed. Mere human effort over millennia could not have achieved this.

At this moment within Jade Capital City.

The interconnected streets stretch in all directions, even the outermost urban areas are wide and spacious. The streets and alleys are bustling with noise and excitement, the taverns are lively, and even the teahouses nearby are filled to capacity.

In the center of a teahouse, a storyteller dressed in a clean white robe, holding a folding fan and a gavel, is vividly recounting a moving Martial World tale, captivating the entire audience. As he reaches the last part, he strikes the gavel.

“…It is said that Zhang Qi, after defeating six great masters with one sword and acquiring the title of the world’s number one, stood silently in the rain for a moment, then suddenly threw his sword into the river, laughing three times amidst his tears, and left without a trace.”

After uttering these final words, the storyteller took a sip of tea.

The room fell silent for a moment until someone said, “This fictional story carries a certain charm, but it pales compared to the real Martial World today. It seems the Kunlun Dao Discourse, held every thirty years, is approaching. Who do you think will claim the title of number one under heaven this time?”

“You place me in a difficult position, my good fellow. Such matters cannot be spoken of lightly…”

The storyteller in white chuckled and said, “Nonetheless, considering the matters of the Martial World, there’s the Heavenly Blade from the Cold North, the elusive Master Xuantian, Mo Zun of the Six Paths Alliance from the Western Pass Domain, the Lord of Tianhu Island from Shangyong, and the Sword Venerable from East Proximity Path. These five are still the Five Unsurpassables of the world. And… there’s another who might stand at the pinnacle of Martial Arts.”

“Who?”

Someone asked curiously.

The Heavenly Blade of the Cold North, Master Xuantian, Leader of the Six Paths Alliance, Lord of Tianhu Island, and the Sword Venerable from East Proximity Path. These five are true legends of the current era, standing at the peak of Martial Arts, recognized as the top five.

Now listening to the mysterious man who had been telling stories for only a few months, speaking of another person who could contend with these five.

“That would be…”

The storyteller in white folded his fan and was about to speak, but his words abruptly stopped. A look of astonishment crossed his eyes as he gazed into the distant sky.

The many guests present were briefly taken aback, then they all looked in the same direction, but saw only the vast blue sky with no other significant sights.

For a moment.

Everyone was puzzled.

But the storyteller in white had already stood up, gazing into the distant sky, and muttered, “You speak, and it arrives. How quickly, how quickly indeed…”

Having said that.

He turned to the guests, cupped his hands with a smile, and said, “Today’s tales of the Martial World end here. If you will excuse me, I must take my leave first.”

As his words fell, the storyteller in white took a step forward, and in an instant, he had passed through the crowded room and appeared at the back, walking away down the street.

“Hey, hey, why is the storyteller leaving?”

“He hasn’t told us who that person is yet!”

The crowd nearby was not too surprised. This was Jade Capital City, where extraordinary experts were common, but those who dared to discuss Martial World affairs as storytellers were known to be exceptional.

The middle-aged man in white laughed heartily, saying, “No need for me to say more; soon you’ll know. I must leave first, or I’ll miss a once-in-a-century spectacle.”

Swoosh!

As his words fell, the middle-aged man in white took a few more steps and vanished completely from the streets and alleys.

At about the same moment, within the vast Jade Capital City, countless people suddenly raised their heads, gazing at the far sky. After a moment of uncertainty, their eyes showed astonishment.

Several others emerged from silent chambers, their expressions changing, and then they vanished instantly from where they stood.

Outside Jade Capital City.

The northernmost city wall, known as the Northern Heavenly Pass, from which one could see a golden light emerging from the north, causing the skies to shift and stir the vast heavens, as if the blue sky was rippling like waves. Simply gazing at it could make one feel the whole world tremble.

On the top of Northern Heavenly Pass’s city wall, a figure in a green robe stood, looking at the golden light coming from the north with a calm expression, then cupped his hands from afar and said:

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