Chapter 385: Human Li Changsheng, no mercy

The Upper World, the land of the Northern Underworld.

"This... this... a great disaster is about to happen!"

That Demon Clan angel first found a Profound Crane Demon King.

"This... this... a great disaster is about to happen!"

"The humans of the Martial World have become one of the core worlds of the human race ever since the three Great Eternal Divine Dynasties emerged! If we could devour the destiny of this core human world, then our Demon Clan's destiny... Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?!"

"Never mind devouring human destiny; whether we can even guard the destiny of our Martial World Demon Clan is a major problem!"

"This kind of matter is no longer something this King can decide! It must be reported to the Supreme Heavenly Demon!"

Upon seeing the letter, the Profound Crane Demon King could not help but panic. His expression changed constantly, knowing this matter was beyond his decision-making power, so without the slightest hesitation, he directly reported it to the Supreme Heavenly Demon.

Soon, the Supreme Heavenly Demon issued a decree: Order the Wind Python Demon King to dispatch a clone to the lower world! Human Li Changsheng, no mercy! The Martial World Demon Clan may be destroyed, but the Martial World Demon Clan's dragon vein must not be ruined!

At the same time, the Buddhist Shaolin Patriarch Shen Bei, Bai Masi Patriarch Sheng Xiu, Quiet Meditation Monastery Patriarch Zhi Yi, Compassionate Sailing Quiet Studio Patriarch Xin Min, and Mount Wutai Patriarch Jing Fa also issued decrees: Human Li Changsheng, convert him!

The Martial World.

Great Ming, Imperial Palace.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Imperial Palace, the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang stood upon the supreme high throne, his aura hazy, with dragon energy swirling around him.

Beside him was the supreme and noble Empress Ma.

To the left of the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang stood a middle-aged man, wearing the Crown Prince's robes, his gaze calm, possessing an unprovoked majesty.

This middle-aged man was none other than the Great Ming Crown Prince Zhu Biao!

Below Crown Prince Zhu Biao were the Great Ming Prince of Qin Zhu Shuang, Prince of Jin Zhu Gang, Prince of Yan Zhu Di, and a host of other Great Ming Princes, as well as Zhu Wushi of the Dragon-Guarding Shanzhuang!

Below the Great Ming Princes were the civil and military officials led by Duke of Wei Xu Da, Duke of Zheng Chang Yuchun, Duke of Xin Tang He, and Duke of Han Li Shanchang.

Besides them, there were also various retainers and martial artists from the Jianghu who had submitted to the Great Ming.

"According to the timeline, today is Zhang Zhenren's one-hundredth birthday!"

"However... even if Zhang Zhenren's one-hundredth birthday attracts the eyes of the world, I fear it cannot hide it from Qin Huang Ying Zheng!"

"Moreover, once the establishment of the Immortal Martial Ming is delayed, besides the various nations, the Buddhist, Daoist, and other sects of the world will not be able to restrain themselves!"

"Fortunately, some time ago, I used the Dragon-Guarding Shanzhuang, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the Eastern Depot, and the Western Depot to trample the Jianghu, sweeping across the world and intimidating many sects..."

Deep in his mind, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression was grave as he silently calculated, still deducing the flaws in establishing the Martial Ming.

Time flowed slowly; the entire main hall was silent, the atmosphere heavy, as if one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

The Great Ming Princes, civil and military officials, and various retainers did not know the truth; only a few vaguely guessed the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang's actions.

Not long after, the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang led the Great Ming Princes, civil and military officials, and retainers to a massive altar.

This massive altar was ninety-nine zhang in length, width, and height, corresponding to the number nine-nine.

"What is... this situation?! Why does His Majesty suddenly want to offer sacrifices to Heaven?!"

"Wait! This altar, could it be because..."

"..."

The Great Ming Princes, civil and military officials, and others who knew the inside story had solemn faces and grave expressions, not daring to be the least bit negligent.

The Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang walked forward slowly, took an imperial decree from his bosom, and spoke slowly.

The Superintendent of the Eastern Depot was excited and thrilled, but his face was extremely solemn as he stood behind Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Heaven and Earth above! I, Zhu Yuanzhang, who manages the rivers and mountains, petition Heaven..."

"..."

"I take the Great Ming as the nation, gathering the ten thousand people of the world as the foundation, to establish the Immortal Martial Ming!"

As the words fell, the imperial decree burned spontaneously in mid-air, turning into wisps of green smoke that permeated upward toward Heaven.

Hum!

In the void, a muffled thunderclap exploded out of thin air; between Heaven and Earth, the ten thousand miles of clear sky seemed like an illusion.

Cao Zhengchun, Superintendent of the Eastern Depot, stepped out and roared loudly, "His Majesty offers sacrifices to Heaven to establish the Immortal Martial Ming!"

"First kneel to Heaven, bow!"

Led by the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, the Great Ming Princes, civil and military officials, and retainers bowed long on the ground.

"Bow again!"

"Three bows!"

"Rise!"

Cao Zhengchun spoke, and only after three bows did he allow everyone to rise.

Immediately after, Cao Zhengchun continued, "Second kneel to Earth! Bow!"

The Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, the Great Ming Princes, and others did not hesitate, bowing down again.

"Bow again!"

"Three bows!"

"Rise!"

Seeing this, Cao Zhengchun proceeded to the third time, "Third kneel to the Nation! Bow!"

"Bow again!"

"Three bows!"

"Rise!"

Thus, bowing to Heaven, Earth, and the Nation; after three bows, the ceremony was complete!

Rumble!

At this moment, Heaven and Earth changed abruptly, the universe shook, the sun and moon rose together, the stars shone brightly, holy sounds circulated, purple energy boiled, and ten thousand visions appeared, as if divine and holy!

Above the Great Ming Imperial City, boundless clouds gathered, and streaks of golden light permeated; vaguely, it seemed as if a golden dragon was slowly stretching its body.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon looked toward the high sky and roared; a dragon chant, truly audible, echoed in the vast sky, lingering for a long time.

Inside a temple.

South Shaolin Master Fa Zhao, Bai Masi Master Zhu Falan, Quiet Meditation Monastery Master Liaokong, Compassionate Sailing Quiet Studio Master Jing Yi, and Mount Wutai Master Guang Ren walked out of their rooms and looked at each other.

South Shaolin Master Fa Zhao spoke first, "Prepare the incense table to welcome the Patriarch!"

"Patriarch Shen Bei has specifically dispatched a Human Immortal clone to the lower world to thoroughly convert Li Changsheng!"

Bai Masi Master Zhu Falan also said with slight surprise, "I didn't expect that a mere Li Changsheng would actually cause Shaolin's Patriarch Shen Bei to dispatch a Human Immortal clone to the lower world?!"

"Indeed!"

Quiet Meditation Monastery Master Liaokong, upon hearing this news, could not help but be shocked and said with some jealousy, "When I heard this news, I still couldn't quite believe it?! To be able to make Patriarch Shen Bei descend to the lower world to convert him, this Li Changsheng truly has great fortune!" ===== CHAPTER 387 =====