Chapter 929

If it were his true body, with the Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill and the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist activated, even without a blade in hand, Chilaowen would be blasted to the ground by Bai Lang in one move. If Bai Lang were holding a long spear, Chilaowen would already be a head shorter by now. And now, Bai Lang naturally also has the wisdom of world-shaking martial arts; the blade technique of the horizontal blade in his hand is naturally fierce, exquisite, and infinitely changeable, all of which are unleashed at will. Bai Lang's Great Sun True Flame energy is attached to the blade.

He dared not stick it firmly, otherwise, the blade would probably soften. He only used the blade to shape it, creating a flame blade. Both Celestial Experts used blades, but one was a thick, heavy blade with a wide and curved body, while the other used a straight horizontal blade. The big blade rolled up wind and sand as if the entire desert had descended from the sky, and inside it contained an endless sense of dryness and heat.

"What a coincidence, I also have fire-based skills. Let's see my Sun Blade." Bai Lang, who had no research on nice-sounding move names, looked at this blade that seemed to tilt the sky, and also waved his flame blade from bottom to top. The flame blade turned into fire waves, directly slapping the Heavenly Gate from bottom to top, and the flames turned into huge waves, impacting the desert that descended from the sky. It directly split the desert in half, letting his true Qi turn into gravel and strong wind, all cut in two by a flame slash.

Bai Lang's precision in grasping true Qi, the tyranny of plundering the heaven and earth's essence, and the ferocity of the true meaning of martial arts in his heart are all incomparable to Chilaowen. "After thinking about it, I'll use this move. This blade shall be called 'Killing Fills the Wilds'!" Bai Lang leaped up, rising high like a fire tiger, and the horizontal blade rolled up a thousand-foot fire wave, like the claws and fangs of a tiger pouncing. This blade extinguished life and burned the four wilds, worthy of the name 'Killing Fills the Wilds'.

Chilaowen was also turned upside down; the world was chaotic, unable to see the sky or the ground, only sand and strong wind. The two great Celestial Experts separated after one blow. Bai Lang's flame blade "Killing Fills the Wilds" opened the sky and split the earth; with just one blade, he extinguished Chilaowen's true meaning of the desert sandstorm that covered dozens of miles. This northern barbarian Celestial Expert truly suffered a loss on the surface. Who could have imagined that the sickly Prince of Jin of the Great Wu would have such dominance and divine power?

Chilaowen turned into a sandstorm and ran away without showing his face to say harsh words, while Wulianghatai looked at Bai Lang with a rather cautious expression. After nodding and bowing, he also ran away quickly—perhaps fearing that the General and Bai Lang would join forces to keep him? "Does this count as saying hello? This is delivering one's face to the door, hahahahaha." Bai Lang's arrogance was unbridled at this time—both sides had tested each other and hadn't brought out their true skills. If they really did, today would have been a matter of life and death.

Bai Lang, this border king, had been at the border for a month. After recruiting enough troops, he was training them when suddenly a great edict came saying that the Zheng-tong Emperor had passed away. The eunuch who delivered the edict said that his body suddenly collapsed during the morning court, and the whole person rapidly aged, directly slumping on the dragon throne in full view of all the ministers. He didn't even have time to issue a will, and just died with his eyes wide open in confusion—"The old man's brain must still be thinking the timing is wrong!" Bai Lang said.

If possible, Bai Lang really wanted to be there; he wanted to see the Crown Prince's expression of extreme ecstasy but forced to pretend to be extremely sorrowful; that would definitely be at the level of a movie star. As for returning to the capital to mourn? That's probably not possible, because the edict clearly stated that the world was in turmoil, so local garrison generals and border kings were not allowed to enter the capital to mourn without an edict, but could cry and mourn at their respective posts.

Isn't this aimed at him, this Celestial Expert prince? The Crown Prince was afraid that the Prince of Jin would ignore everything and kill his way into the capital to flip the table. After all, he hadn't ascended the throne yet—how could it be so fast? The father dies in the morning, the son ascends in the afternoon; no matter what, the process takes three days. The rules are three exhortations and two refusals; the Crown Prince's eating posture absolutely cannot be that ugly—he is the most stable now; movement is worse than stillness. As long as he survives the three-day process, he will be the next emperor.

Just don't be so happy that you get a myocardial infarction...

Other princes are simple; those who want to struggle to the end must run out, run out of the capital, and at the same time say that the Crown Prince harmed the late emperor—once this is done, it will be a life-and-death struggle. Otherwise, at least on the surface, the Crown Prince cannot easily kill his brothers after ascending the throne, and he even has to promote them... The brothers in the capital want to run out, while the Crown Prince is trying hard to keep an eye on them so they don't run, and the princes outside absolutely cannot let him go back.

If it were other princes who left the capital to handle affairs, an order to return would be inevitable, but a border king like Bai Lang is not allowed—absolutely cannot let this guy jump into the pond of the capital—the temple is too small to hold a big Buddha.

Some reliable strategists under several princes secretly ran to Longcheng, risking their lives to persuade Bai Lang. "The late emperor must have been harmed by that rebellious Crown Prince; otherwise, how could he die like this?" Bai Lang also met with a monk under his second brother, listening to the monk say that the Crown Prince harmed the late emperor, clearly the late emperor had at least ten years of life left. Bai Lang sighed, "This is what you don't know. When I left the capital, I already knew the late emperor was taking conflicting life-extending treasures, and he was already in a state of burning oil and exhausting his life; he only had a few months left."

The monk was dumbfounded, wanting to continue lobbying, but this was the judgment of a Celestial Expert. Finally, Bai Lang watched as the monk hardened his heart. "The Second Master is willing to support the Prince of Jin as Emperor!" Bai Lang laughed loudly. "I am a Celestial Expert, originally free and unfettered; why should I be restrained by the imperial throne? You go. If the Crown Prince wants to do that unspeakable thing, I will naturally advise him."

Bai Lang chanted, "The high city is a hundred feet tall, and beyond the green willow branches are all sandbars. Jia Sheng is young and sheds tears in vain; Wang Can travels even further in spring. I always remember the white hair returning to the rivers and lakes, wanting to return to the world in a small boat. Not knowing the taste of rotten rats, the suspicion of the phoenix has not yet ceased. Not knowing the taste of rotten rats, the suspicion of the phoenix has not yet ceased..." This guy completely ignored how many of the allusions in this poem were non-existent... but the monk could understand.

This monk put his hands together in a salute. "The Prince of Jin has a noble and distant demeanor, truly the nature of a Celestial Expert. This poor monk will leave now." He actually stopped persuading.

At this time, Bai Lang's "saying hello" matter had already spread throughout the world. Among the Celestial Experts of the current era, Bai Lang is in the forefront, and those who can firmly suppress Chilaowen are definitely in the top ten. The appearance still needs to be set up; mourning sheds were set up in the Prince of Jin's mansion, and Bai Lang closed the mansion to guests in the name of mourning. The Crown Prince's intimate eunuch who came from the capital followed Bai Lang day and night to handle the late emperor's funeral for him—just fearing that this guy would go directly to the capital. This eunuch also risked his life.

Three days later, a general amnesty was granted, and the new emperor ascended the throne, named the Jingtai Emperor. This reign title made Bai Lang laugh a little. "Let's see what rewards this emperor brother gives everyone..."