ead from the grass where he was lying.Before she could think, her body moved faster than her mind.He rushed out first, catching Bai Lian.The sword is not yet drawn, but he has already made this strike...Bridge Two slowly walked on the plank road. The path, swaying in the mist, gave him a feeling of being back as a child swinging on a swing.

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He has buried his former name.

He was called "Bridge Two" because when he woke up, he was hanging under the second bridge in his hometown... thus escaping the massacre.

There's nothing much to say about the past, it was just hate.

He had lived in Linzi for a long time, and for the most part he lived a normal life, occasionally going out to do some things.

For example, recording some information, spreading some rumors, or, killing a few people...

In this city built of bones and stained with blood, there were others like him. Of course, he didn't know who they were, and they didn't know him. All they could confirm was that they weren't alone.

Because there has always been information transfer.

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In the heart of this vast empire, they are also secretly building a "home."

Information, of course, has been interrupted before, and it is not uncommon. This has happened during times like when Cui Zhu assassinated the emperor, Zhang Yong cried at the ancestral temple, and when members of the Xia Nation sold out high-ranking figures within the organization.

They are challenging the existing order of this world, and they are very clear about how powerful their enemies are. This period has been focused on Qi, but Qi is just one of many enemies.

You will encounter all sorts of difficulties.

No difficulty could stop them.

Interrupted information transmission always reconnects quickly.

Moreover, this particular line was personally picked up by Duke Zhao, one of the highest-ranking leaders in the organization, from Linzi— what courage is this!

Why can they do so much Why are they fearless in their sacrifices, from the bottom to the top

Because we share the same ideal, shining brightly on our path ahead.

Bridge has always been cautious. He is not afraid to sacrifice, but he fears his sacrifice being meaningless. He fears that his body will not be able to become the ideal fuel for his ideals.

What joy is there in life, what fear in death Only by burning with the light of ideals can we comfort the past.

The last action was still at Yaoguang Pavilion. It was originally intended to kill a young Tianjiao, provoke Xie Huai'an's emotions, and create waves, weaving a frenzy... but it was abandoned because of Jiang Wang's appearance.

He wasn't incapable of killing both Xie Baoshui and Jiang Wang simultaneously. He just couldn't guarantee that in the process, neither of them would make a sound...Jiang Wang's control over sound had already been demonstrated clearly in Cui Zhu's assassination of the emperor.

Moreover, King Zhao had emphasized last time that Jiang Wang could be targeted, but it would be best not to actually kill him.

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Just a little uncertainty, Bridge II chose to stop and leave, and has remained silent ever since.

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He wasn't afraid of death, but that matter, that young prodigy named Xie Baoshu, wasn't worth the risk.

It is obvious that...Jiang Wuqi deserves it.

To assassinate a palace master in Linzi is truly an unbelievable thing.

Perhaps precisely because it is unbelievable, not many people dare to think in this direction.

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Since it's impossible, once successful, the impact it could cause would be huge enough. Even if we were able to capture him and take him out of Qi...the benefits would be immeasurable.

It's also definitely worth taking the risk.

For this, the organization does not mind paying more.

Of the four palaces, Chang Le, Chang Sheng, Hua Ying, and Yang Xin, only Chang Sheng Palace has some possibility at present.

Since Jiang Wuxi was publicly punished and stripped of her status in front of the Purple Extreme Hall, Emperor Qi has never summoned this prince again. They were once close, but now they are so distant.

It is well-known throughout the court that the eleventh prince has fallen from power, and his situation resembles a tree falling and its monkeys scattering.

In recent times, those civil and military officials who were once close to Changsheng Palace have been remarkably subdued.

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Jiang Wuqiji also dressed simply and unassumingly. Besides going to Yunwu Mountain every day to watch the sunrise, he mostly kept his palace doors closed, claiming to be cultivating himself and seeing no visitors.

Today is a good opportunity.

According to the latest intelligence, the Xingyueyuan War has concluded, and the Tianjiao of Qi State are about to return in glory. The entire empire's attention is focused on them, and the scrutiny of other areas inevitably relaxes somewhat.

Yunwu Mountain was after all quite remote. Even after the Hell's Gate assassination attempt, when the entire city of Linzi had increased its defenses considerably, it wasn't easy to detect anything unusual there in a timely manner... Moreover, they had made ample preparations for this operation.

Even if something went wrong, with his strength, he would have enough time to kill Jiang Wuqì before the powerhouse from Linzi arrived.

If his life could be exchanged for Jiang Shu's most beloved son, what would be unworthy

Thinking that she had the opportunity to make an emperor like Jiang Shu suffer, Qiao Er felt excited.

Having won a victory against the State of Jing, Qi is now arrogant and overconfident, believing itself to be unrivaled in the world

It's time to pour some cold water on them...

With that thought in mind, Qiao Er raised his eyes to look at the sickly prince before him. Slowly, he straightened his back. His hunched figure gradually became upright, a gleam of cold light flickering between his fingers.

He walked on the cloud-shrouded plank road, like a hunter, walking toward his trap. And in that trap, was today's harvest.

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To his surprise, Jiang Wuqi was very calm.

It's peaceful and quiet.

Qiao Er confirmed that his own changes were all seen by the other party, and Jiang Wuqi didn't get lost in thought or anything like that.

But this eleventh son of the State of Qi remained so calm.

There was no mention of running away or calling for help, not even slowing down. It was still coming straight at me like that.

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Is there an ambush

Qiao Er's emotions surged.

No. If there's an ambush here, that one... couldn't possibly be unaware of it.

In an instant, spiritual awareness filled the path, and indeed no one else was seen again.

Too much thinking is useless, for everything must be decided by the edge of a knife.

Bridge Two walked faster and faster, the aura of a powerful divine being began to emanate from him: "Your Highness, for your safety, come with me, how about it"

The clouds around were like snow, and even the white fox fur couldn't compare to its whiteness. His pale face was almost as white as the snow itself.

The sickly Eleventh Prince of the Great Qi, walked unsteadily along the rickety plank road, quietly sensing the breath of a god-like strongman gradually awakening...

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Suddenly, he sighed: “I’ve been waiting for you for too long!”

What does it mean

At this point, Qiao Er realized something — at some point, the noble young man before him had stopped coughing.

And his slender frame walking on this cloud-suspended path, there was a kind of effortless mastery.

Is this a trap

Who dares to use Jiang Wuxi as bait!

How does he ensure his own safety

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Hundreds of thoughts flashed through his mind. A figure like Qiao Er, of course, could also explore the depths and origins in the fog. With extreme decisiveness, a snap of his fingers sent the cold light that had been circling his finger for a long time shooting out instantly!

He made the first move! With his divine incarnation cultivation, he didn't hold back against a cultivator at the Inner Mansion realm.

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The clouds no longer moved, the mist no longer surged, the wind no longer blew, the plank road no longer swayed, and between him and Jiang Wuqi, there was no distance left.

Yunwu Mountain seemed to fall silent for a moment.

The cold light flashed and enveloped him.

The trail of cold light, unexpectedly, formed a jarring void between Qiao Er and Jiang Wuqì. From this point forward, there would be an end on the other side.

Those who are said to be divinely present, their spiritual consciousness shrouds the surrounding area, resembling a deity!

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“You dare, thief!” A sharp voice suddenly rang out, swiftly approaching.

Even though Jiang Wuqi was once the master of Changsheng Palace and now in decline, he was still a key figure that Linzi's defense forces paid close attention to. So when there was any movement on the Yunwu Mountain mountain pass, powerful figures patrolling nearby would arrive immediately.

But... it's impossible to make it in time.

At this moment, taking people away is impossible. For Bridge Two, the best outcome might have been lost, but a suboptimal one was right before his eyes. With a divine strike aimed at his heart, it happened in the blink of an eye.

That glint belonging to a cultivator of the Divine Manifestation realm, was so clear in Jiang Wuqǐ's eyes. And the voice of the Divine Manifestation Qing Pai who had rushed over, was still very distant.

It seems his life was always caught in a painful paradox, going forward yet facing an impasse.

Who could feel the despair of his Jiang Wugui

The glimmer in his eyes seemed to spread endlessly.

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At some point in time, that scene, seemed to be present in this morning light, and it seemed, also so cold.

“Your Highness, from now on, you are no longer allowed to practice medicine.”The speaker was Wen, the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau. Throughout all of Da Qi, no one dared to claim they could surpass him in medical skill. Thus, his diagnosis was usually the final word.

But the young prince asked only, "Why"

"Your cold poison has entered your life and grows with each passing year, the higher your cultivation, the more intense the cold poison becomes. The harder you strive, the closer you come to death. Now it seems, your inner core... is at its limit."

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When the starlight refines, it is also when the cold poison manifests outwardly. Shattered blood and frozen life bring no fortunate end.

"If even a single step leads to death, what use is a golden body and jade marrow"

>“If you were to manifest your presence, even jade would become icy. Unless one attains enlightenment through deep introspection, observing the universe externally and their inner self internally, penetrating truth, they can only sever the icy poison and attain immortality.”

“That lone boat truly is in a predicament.”

"The old minister has something to say, but I don't know if it's appropriate to speak..."

“Is the gentleman saying that it’s impossible”

Although there is a sliver of hope, the chances of success are minuscule. How can one achieve enlightenment without venturing beyond their own limitations How can one truly understand the world without experiencing it firsthand Human capabilities have their limits; this endeavor is truly formidable!

“Hearing alone, I learn of ancient sages who studied all schools of thought, reaching beyond the ordinary and ascending to the peak. Could this legend be false”

"This... this is mentioned in historical records, so it should be true."

"If those who came before me could reach the peak with mortal bodies, why can't I, Jiang Wuqì, take a single step to attain enlightenment"

At that time, the elderly physician Wen remained silent, bowing his head, while my father...

What did the Emperor say

Then I remember...

The father said—

"Good! It is I, your son! What mortals cannot achieve, I shall accomplish! What they cannot surpass, I will surely exceed!"

The memory ends here abruptly.

Because that gleam of light had already crept close to his brow.

In his thick fox fur cloak, Jiang Wuqi's pale face took a step forward.

This step, the world is different!

Four points of light flickered on the horizon, and for a moment, the distant starry sky transformed into four celestial towers.

Jiang Wuki's hair and eyebrows, unexpectedly, gathered frost.

Within three steps of him, the temperature was terrifyingly low.

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Even the icy light that struck him seemed to slow in its descent.

Even his eyes suddenly frosted over, reflecting the swirling lights.

But in the next moment, the ice shards shattered, and the frost on his eyebrows and long hair melted away like encountering scorching sun.

He raised his palm, tilting it across his forehead. The fleeting gleam was enveloped within the range of his palm. Between his pale and slender fingers, a shrieking light danced, carrying terrifying power, yet like a bird in a cage, unable to escape.

Bridge Two stood before this sickly prince...

What I hear, it seems the tide of faith has arrived. That is the rushing river and sea of that person's blood!

What one sees in their eyes, the expressions between their brows and the glimmer of their skin, all hint at the presence of divine light, the golden body of a powerful being!

Right before his eyes, Jiang Wuqì had already arrived in a flash!

The outer halls' existence seemed like a distant memory, the Star Tower already rising as a monument to history. From the outer halls to the divine Longevity Heaven, the distance felt insignificant, a mere stream he, Jiang Wukui, could cross with a single step forward.

Before one step, it is still the inner palace; after one step, one has already ascended to the divine realm.

And with a wave of his hand, he suppressed his natal magic weapon!

What a talent! What kind of monster is this

As long as this person lives, what will Naji's future hold for the next hundred or even thousand years

Thus, fear is born. Thus, terror arises.

Bridge Two had long harbored suicidal thoughts, and now, he hesitated not. His body suddenly began to disintegrate!

His aura soared to an unimaginable height, the overflowing power churning the clouds into a frenzy. Though his body was constantly dissipating, a terrifying sense of overwhelming might grew with each passing moment.

Cui Zhu had demonstrated the art once before the Taimiao, and later Zhang Yong used it again in the Jiufan Hou Shrine... the annihilation technique!

The unique secret assassination techniques of the Equal Nation.

Only an organization like Pingguo would have so many people willing to risk their lives with such terrifying secret arts. They first kill themselves, then strive to complete their mission!

Such a Divine Manifestation cultivator like Bridge Second, with a lifespan exceeding five hundred years, possesses limitless potential and could be highly valued by any power. Even when wielding the technique of annihilation, he remained completely unmoved.

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Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

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On the misty mountain, figures of cultivators ascended into the sky everywhere.

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A terrifying surge of power rippled across the Sky Bridge, causing the grand formation of Yunwu Mountain to shudder and respond. This commotion awakened the extraordinary cultivators of Tianxiangyun Pavilion and startled those "guests" who possessed extraordinary powers.

But none of these people could interfere in the battle at the divine level.

"It's Eleventh Highness!"

"Who dares to commit murder in Linzi!"

Screams of anger echoed continuously, but none actually came forward to face their death. A Godly Cultivator in the state of annihilation, who could anyone possibly stop

Only Jiang Wuqidi took a step forward, appearing like a god and blocking Bridge Two's attack in one fell swoop, buying time for the powerful individuals patrolling the nearby area.

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“Your Highness, please retreat! Li will take care of this!”

The Third Rank Qingpai Head, Li Youjiu, a divine realm cultivator who had just been cleared of suspicion!

At this moment, from afar to near, his divine eyes opened. Suddenly, he was like an electric shock, soaring through the void.

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But before Jiang Wuqì, from the legs up, a powerful body of a divine realm cultivator, just so inch by inch disintegrated on the Yunzhong Plank Road.

From calf to knee, thigh to hip... every inch of his body shrinks, but the spirit of Bridge Two grows taller with each passing inch. With clasped hands before him, he prepares for his final strike - it will be brilliant and dazzling.

At such a moment, Jiang Wuqi made a move.

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His slender, pale fingers clenched together, snuffing out the glimmering chill that danced in his palm.

It should have been a dagger, but it was unfortunately reduced to powder, scattering in Jiang Wuqì's open palm.

Jiang Wuki's hand clenched and unclenched, like a flower blooming...

At the same time, a phantom mountain opened up. With clouds and mist swirling around it, winding paths snaking up its slopes, and exquisitely crafted pavilions...it was precisely Yunwu Mountain!

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Then the棧道 suddenly widened, revealing a sickly man wrapped in a white fox fur coat. He appeared opposite the bridge-er who was still rapidly disintegrating, and high above, a blue badge officer named Li Youjiu, with his eyes wide open, flew down towards them.

This is truly a blossom.

The Divine Seed, once crippled by the cold poison and forced to halt its progress, has now bloomed after Jiang Wuqidi's divine arrival!

And this venerable master of Changsheng Palace, who had always been frail, with a mere flip of his hand, vanished the Cloud-Piercing Path, all the powerful figures of the Pingguo Nation on that path, and even the Qingpai Headhunter Li Youjiu who had already flown close.

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