Chapter 2935

Walking to a deserted spot, Sun Fuling stretched lazily: "Jialou Tian knows perfectly well himself; I could tell there were several times he wanted to quit while he was ahead."

But under her suppression, Jialou Tian also couldn't stop; he had to keep gambling and gambling until he ultimately lost everything!

Hearing this, the Earth Mother also felt a pang of sorrow.

Jialou Tian's divine authority and power were originally extremely formidable; on a normal battlefield, the Red General would also find it very difficult to defeat this second-in-command of the Lingxu. It just so happened that he was countered by the chaotic mist from the Great Square Pot's descent into the world, and it just so happened that this opportunity was seized by the Red General.

At that time, he didn't have a single advantage of heaven's timing, earth's terrain, or human harmony.

That is why Jialou Tian resented it; he truly lacked a bit of luck.

When luck departs, even a hero is not free.

"I've said it before; what Jialou Tian lacks is not merely luck." The Red General had long seen through his shortcoming, "In this matter, he is no different from those fools, thinking it's just a matter of gambling probability, thinking I can win because he who gambles long must lose. But in reality, he was never that kind of person; he absolutely could not win in the end!"

So the Red General, fighting him, could patiently wait until the end.

"What kind of person?"

"One who can break the old and establish the new, who can turn the tide." Sun Fuling smiled, "Such people are exceedingly rare under heaven. The Nine Nether certainly counts as one, the Lingxu Saint Sovereign also counts as one, because it resisted the Ancient Gods and single-handedly created the new Heavenly Court order. But Jialou Tian at most only reached the position of second-in-command of the Lingxu; he cannot shoulder this kind of burden."

"So what appears to others as a nine-deaths-one-life matter, the Nine Nether repeatedly succeeds at, the Lingxu Saint Sovereign repeatedly succeeds at; this so-called probability becomes ninety-nine percent on them. If you let them deduce the ascending sequence of the Sequence Decree divine authority, I can basically determine they would succeed; but placed on Jialou Tian and others, the end result is zero."

The difference between people, the difference between gods, is actually the difference between heaven and earth.

"Now do you understand why Jialou Tian could never win against the Lingxu Saint Sovereign, only able to be the eternal runner-up?" She enunciated each word, "Because the position of leader of all gods, he is unworthy!"

Jialou Tian's predicament in deducing the Sequence Decree divine authority reflects his own predicament in understanding the laws of heaven and earth.

He is already remarkable, a genius among the Great Heavenly Gods.

But limited by talent, he still cannot advance an inch.

This is what is called: above a person there is another person, above a god there is another god.

The Earth Mother thought for a moment, and asked dryly:

"Th-then, how formidable is the Lingxu Saint Sovereign?"

Sun Fuling smiled and did not answer.

She returned to the pagoda and saw He Lingchuan had opened his eyes from meditation again; his gaze was already a bit clearer.

"The Balei seventy-thousand-strong army has entered the Trapped Dragon Cave, heading this way." Sun Fuling said immediately, "Also, the Shen Kingdom's army has arrived with twenty thousand; several tens of thousands more will arrive before noon."

He Lingchuan remembered these two countries: "You brought out the Panlong Army as well?"

"Correct." Sun Fuling tidied his messy hair for him, "Including the Panlong Army and civilians, and your Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl, all brought out together."

"Worthy of being the Red General!" He Lingchuan exclaimed in admiration, watching her celestial beauty once again hidden beneath the evil ghost mask.

"The Panlong Army and civilians are already cleaning the battlefield; with the Earth Mother assisting, the speed is very fast." She continued, "Also, I just made contact with the Shen King; he is very anxious to know the battle results."

He Lingchuan was blank: "Who?"

"Your biological father, He Chunhua." Sun Fuling smiled, "Originally the Governor residing in Heishuicheng of the Yuan Kingdom; you are the Governor's son."

Seemed to be a vague impression: "What does he want?"

Regardless of whether he recalled his past with He Chunhua, his tone when mentioning this person was very flat.

"He hopes we lead the Panlong Army to help him exterminate Balei together. I agreed on your behalf."

Cangyan has almost no army here, but Panlong City does, and they are all lively, fierce warriors.

The entanglement between Balei and Cangyan, or rather between Balei and He Lingchuan, he had already recalled a part of it, and at the same time understood the reason the Red General agreed to the Shen King:

"Good, I should go out."

At this critical juncture, his public appearance can stabilize people's hearts.

Sun Fuling patted his shoulder: "You are a heavily injured body, limbs powerless, but the Qianglong War Armor can assist you in standing and walking; you only need to give orders."

He Lingchuan nodded, a thought moving. Sure enough, the Qianglong War Armor responded to his heart, covering his whole body, even putting the helmet on him properly.

He pressed lightly on the ground with his hand, exerting only a fraction of strength; the Qianglong War Armor steadily propped him up, helping him stand straight, straightening his back.

He pulled open the pagoda door and strode out.

Outside the pagoda, sunlight sprinkled across the mortal world.

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Night of the full moon, Balei Ducheng.

Moonlight like water, using its clear radiance to cover the blood-light calamity within this two-hundred-year-old ancient capital. The civilian districts were pitch black; the commoners all hid in their homes trembling, listening to the clatter of iron hooves going back and forth outside their doors, listening to pleas for mercy and miserable screams incessantly—

The invaders proclaimed: as long as civilians stay peacefully at home, they can avoid the axe and battle-axe; but if they dare step out the door one step, right leg steps out — right leg severed, left leg steps out — left leg severed!

Those iron-headed disbelievers, the sky-reaching flames in the homes of nobles and wealthy merchants served as negative examples!

After the Shen Kingdom army chopped off over a hundred pairs of legs and feet, the streets were empty of people.

Full city curfew!

The palace gates of Balei Ducheng were opened before nightfall today. The Balei King, seeing the great trend was gone, had no choice but to lead his hundred officials to open the gates and offer surrender.

At the moment he knelt on the ground and presented the state seal, he looked up and saw the bright moon hanging high; he couldn't help but feel grief well up from within, weeping without voice:

From now on, this universally shining bright moon will no longer illuminate his Shanhe.

That ferocious evil spirit in a suit of black armor, riding a horse forward two steps, huge hooves less than a foot from the subjugated king's head, scared him into shrinking back; though his head wasn't kicked in, he was also messed up gray-faced by the dust kicked up by the hooves.

This scene, the ministers watched, all the palace servants kneeling at the side saw clearly as well.

Naturally attendants stepped forward to receive the jade seal.

At this moment, Balei's three-hundred-year dynastic destiny ended here.

Above the Balei sovereign, the Heibi Beast snorted loudly; the Nine Nether Great Emperor on horseback, voice more gloomily cold than the moonlight:

"I told you to hand over Zhao Huanrong and his nephew; where are they?"

The Balei sovereign lowered his head even further: "Originally kept in the palace by me, but they bribed palace servants and escaped before noon. I even sent people to search the Zhao residence; they didn't go back."

Why the Nine Nether Great Emperor would leave Cangyan and appear on the Balei battlefield ten thousand li away, the Balei King finally figured out before the country's destruction; he truly hated Zhao Huanrong and his nephew to the bone!

If not for these two goods privately accepting a heavenly god's order and arbitrarily going to harm the Shen Crown Prince and imperial grandson, how could Balei have suffered this annihilation disaster?

Bringing calamity to the nation and suffering to the people — it is nothing more than this!