jdhmnovel Chapter 176 I Became a Country (1)
Chapter 176 I Became a Country (1)
Hearing Xie Lang's devilish whisper, Qin Wuming couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, soaking his back with sweat.
After Xie Lang severed Qin Wuming's limbs, he conjured up a wine jar and filled it with strong liquor. The aroma of the wine filled the air, making wine lovers want to get drunk after smelling it.
After a while, the glass of wine was full and Xie Lang threw Qin Wuming down.
Qin Wuming's heart-wrenching screams also rang out.
"Ah... You will regret this. The Bright Sect will not let you go. My master is an elder of the Bright Sect. Just wait for their revenge." Qin Wuming gasped in pain and glared at Xie Lang.
The Bright God Sect has a secret method that can use magic to reflect the scenes of the deceased before his death.
If he dies, his master will definitely use secret methods to find out that Xie Lang is the culprit who killed him.
Xie Lang can only wait for the revenge from the Bright Divine Sect.
On the other side, on the spirit boat.
After seeing what happened to Qin Wuming, Xia Hui was so frightened that his teeth were chattering and his legs and feet were weak.
Pfft!
Xia Hui fell directly from the spirit boat, and then kowtowed continuously in the direction of Xie Lang.
"Spirit Master, I was wrong. It was Qin Wuming who threatened me. This was really not my intention..."
Xia Hui directly begged Xie Lang for mercy in various ways.
He thought that he was the monarch of Nanzhao Kingdom after all, and in terms of status, he was on the same level as Xie Lang.
Now that he has begged for mercy so humbly, Xie Lang should not pursue his mistake no matter what.
However, Xie Lang didn't even look at him. At present, most of the territory of Nanzhao Kingdom had fallen into the hands of the enemy country.
As long as the capital Nanzhao City falls again, the entire Nanzhao will be destroyed.
Xie Lang walked slowly towards the sky, and Guo Ling's body was looming, as if it would disappear at any time.
She was now standing in mid-air, turning around and seeing everything below clearly.
This was a war of national destruction. If she had not appeared, the war would have been a unilateral massacre of the Nanzhao Kingdom by the surrounding countries.
From Xie Lang's perspective, there were only broken walls and ruins below. The palace was destroyed, the buildings on the street were knocked down, and the people were slaughtered by soldiers wearing different styles of armor. The bodies of Nanzhao people were lying on the roads and streets.
The invaders were still cheering, and countless people of Nanzhao were wailing, some resisting and some despairing.
"I am the spirit of the Nanzhao nation. You invaded my Nanzhao territory and besieged my Nanzhao capital. Do you think I don't exist?"
The calm voice was like thunderclap out of the blue, echoing in the ears of every citizen of Nanzhao. Even if they were tens of thousands miles away, they could still hear Xie Lang's calm words.
"Whoever offends Nanzhao will be punished no matter how far away he is."
Then a soft white light covered the entire sky and earth of Nanzhao Kingdom. It was dusk, but now it was extremely dazzling.
To everyone's shock, rays of orange-white light rain fell from the sky, each ray of light emitting a soft glow.
It's like a gorgeous rain of fireworks, magnificent and magnificent.
And the most shocking thing is yet to come. Once the light rain touches the invaders from other countries, their bodies will be completely dissolved.
In the end, the whole person disappeared completely between heaven and earth.
"Is this the Spirit Master? With a wave of his hand, he can defeat millions of soldiers and wipe out thousands of enemies. Is this the power of the national spirit?"
"I have never seen such a powerful national spirit. Even if there is one, it should not be the strength that a national spirit of a country that is about to be destroyed can exert."
"..."
After defeating the foreign enemies, Xie Lang slowly fell to the ground from the sky. As the danger of the Nanzhao Kingdom's demise had been resolved, her body also became solid from illusory.
The people below looked at her with admiration and respect in their eyes.
At this time, Xie Lang walked towards King Xia Hui, who had been left aside by her, and glanced at him coldly, which made him tremble involuntarily.
"As the monarch of Nanzhao, you colluded with the Bright Divine Sect for your own selfish reasons. Not only did you issue a variety of absurd decrees that put the people in dire straits, you also tricked the national spirit into drinking the National Spirit Transformation Powder that severed ties with the country. These crimes are too numerous to list."
"Since you have betrayed Nanzhao, no matter who you were in the past, you are now the eternal sinner of Nanzhao." Xie Lang raised his hand and sealed Xia Hui's cultivation. Then he said to the guards who were still in the hall: "Take off his monarch's crown and put him in prison. After seven days, he will be executed by slow slicing on the altar in the northern suburbs in front of all the citizens."
The words were not very harsh, but they carried a chilling murderous intent.
Xia Hui's face turned pale instantly. Upon hearing this verdict, he immediately retorted: "I am the king of Nanzhao. Even if you are the national spirit, you have no right to judge me."
"Drag down."
Xie Lang's words were cold and without any emotion. The remaining guards in the palace at this time had all gone through a bloody battle.
They were very resentful of Xia Hui for sending them to death, so as soon as Xie Lang spoke, Xia Hui was pushed down.
"You can't do this. I am the king of Nanzhao. You are committing regicide. Let me go immediately. Let me go..."
Xia Hui struggled hard. He originally had some cultivation skills, and he also obtained some cultivation resources by joining the Bright Divine Sect, so his cultivation skills were not weak.
But his cultivation was sealed by Xie Lang, and he could only be dragged away by the guards.
The sky gradually darkened.
In the Changming Palace.
In a side hall of the Holy Spirit Temple, lights flickered inside and a wine jar was placed in the center of the hall. The jar, which should have been filled with the aroma of wine, instead emitted a strong smell of blood.
The clear wine was stained red, and Qin Wuming could still hear the faintest breathing sound in it.
Time passed little by little, until Qin Wuming's last breath disappeared.
Xie Lang produced an emerald lotus lamp from somewhere. The lotus lamp was glowing brightly under the moonlight, but it was missing the wick in the middle.
After Qin Wuming stopped breathing, his soul was detained by Xie Lang. The transparent soul saw Xie Lang trembling all over.
Xie Lang smiled at Qin Wuming's soul, then used magic to blend his entire soul into a wick and placed it above the Emerald Lotus Lamp.
With a whoosh, the lotus lantern was lit, emitting a dazzling light.