Chapter 221: A Single Imperial Edict Dismisses the Gods

The bluestone steps, with mysterious patterns intertwined.

Light and shadow flicker, heavy and ancient.

"So, this is the profound mystery of the Fengshan Altar~"

Liu Che ascends the steps one by one; he can sense it the moment he begins to step onto the Fengshan Altar.

His mind becomes clear for a moment, and looking into the void, he can see many scenes previously invisible to the naked eye.

He sees countless Dragon Qi edicts extending from all directions.

Fine and dense, thick and numerous.

Extremely dense, agile, and active.

With the help of the Fengshan Altar, the Human King's might can interfere with Dragon Qi more deeply.

In fact, as the Human King, Liu Che, the person involved, does not feel it too deeply.

Unaffected by the Dragon Qi, he only knows the utility of the Fengshan Altar, having no idea what magnificent visions have sprouted in the eyes of immortals and gods like Fang Longye after he ascended the altar.

Having completed the manifestation plan, Fang Longye has already returned to the Eastern Peak Divine Mansion and is currently looking out through the Godly Soil.

He feels quite regretful in his heart, having run to this Mount Tai out of curiosity and interest, placing himself in danger.

In his eyes.

Above the Fengshan Altar, it seems as if a dragon's mouth hangs down, holding a precious pearl, with golden halos surging like tides, circle after circle, majestic and vast.

It is like an ocean of pure gold, filled with light, pressure, and tidal roars.

This is the National Fortune Qi sea of the entire Great Han Dynasty~ And as Han Wudi climbs the altar step by step, his own Dragon Qi becomes increasingly impassioned.

In the void above, cloud vapors are like water, illuminating the surroundings; amidst the purple and blue crisscrossing, the Qi rises to form platforms, edges curve into ladders, suspended colors condense into pavilions, and flowers bloom into towers.

Within it, a dragon head hangs low, its vast and peerless body appearing and disappearing in the mist and clouds, scales distinct.

A majesty that rushes toward one's face permeates the entire summit of Mount Tai.

Dragon Qi sweeps through, and no one can ignore it.

With the assistance of the Fengshan Altar, Liu Che, this emperor who is extremely renowned in later generations, has his Dragon Qi driven to the extreme.

The whole person radiates a bearing and momentum that sweeps across the universe and carries on the past to open up the future.

Even though his body is tiny as a speck compared to the Fengshan Altar, he gives people a feeling that he is about to fill the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, Liu Che is incomparably dangerous in Fang Longye's eyes. He can sense that with just a single thought, Liu Che could command the Dragon Qi to seal and suppress everything.

By then, even if he were in Huang Feihu's Godly Soil, he would likely lose his extraordinary power and fall into the mortal dust.

Fang Longye, an outsider practicing the 'Heavenly Immortal Path', feels as if facing a formidable enemy; there is no need to mention Huang Feihu and his son, who are purely of the Divine Dao.

As people of the Divine Dao, their source of power is naturally incense and faith. And incense and faith lie in the hearts of people.

As an extraordinary power formed from roots in human hearts, faith, rules, and so on, Dragon Qi is the most restrictive force against those of the Divine Dao.

This is also the reason why a Human King can use Dragon Qi to confer gods with a word, or destroy gods with a word.

Unless one achieves the Great Luo, those of the Divine Dao are naturally influenced by the Dynasty Dragon Qi.

As for the degree of influence, it all depends on the size and prosperity of the dynasty.

It is very obvious—

Huang Feihu and his son are not Great Luo of the Divine Dao who have transcended the barriers of the path.

And the Great Han is not some small country that can be manipulated by immortals and gods at will, fearing no National Fortune Dragon Qi.

After Liu Che ascended the Fengshan Altar, his imperial Dragon Qi, combined with the dynasty's National Fortune, transformed into a Dragon Qi power so vast it is unimaginable.

The father and son could not withstand it; even though they were not being targeted, they could only use half of their power, which was even more pathetic than Fang Longye.

Fang Longye, without being specifically targeted, only felt that his own movements would be sluggish if he were to act.

This is still because the father and son have their True Spirits deposited in the List of Conferring of the Gods and possess Heavenly Court Imperial Edicts; otherwise, it would be even worse.

Unlike the other great power in this Mount Tai—Bixia Yuanjun, who also follows the Divine Dao path. But to her, that scorching Dragon Qi is nothing more than a breeze brushing her face.

She even sat in her Cave Abode and, with just a glance at Liu Che, understood his intentions and the Great Han's plans.

However~ her evaluation of this was merely: "Boring~"

In the deep, dark depths of Mount Tai.

A mysterious world, with deep pavilions and jade towers, pearl palaces and shell gates, quiet rooms and secluded dwellings, and auspicious signs appearing in abundance, dazzling to the eye.

At the central location.

Bixia Yuanjun sits on a cloud bed, merely lifting her eyes to glance at Liu Che; above her crown, celebratory clouds shoot out again, clearing her mind through the Calamity, and she wanders the heavens in spirit.

She does not take what is about to happen to heart at all.

……

But back to Liu Che.

He has already ascended the Fengshan Altar and completed the sacrifice to heaven and earth.

With the completion of the Fengshan ceremony.

From the mysterious void, auspicious Qi invisible to the naked eye descends, appearing purple and blue on the outside, and golden red on the inside, filling the void.

Dragon Qi forms a pillar, shooting straight into the stars, connecting heaven and earth, linking Yin and Yang. The entire summit of Mount Tai is suffused with a power that no Dharma can invade, sufficient to sweep across the six directions.

Logically speaking, the Fengshan ceremony should have ended here, and the Son of Heaven could have withdrawn.

However, it is very obvious that Liu Che has no intention of leaving the Fengshan Altar.

He looks at the incense table in front, where there are a tripod furnace, a treasure box, brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and he heaves a sigh of relief.

Liu Che takes a step forward and pulls a piece of green paper from under the treasure inkstone. The paper is thick and suffused with precious light, clearly extraordinary.

After opening it, there is seal script written in a dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing style, every character sharp, like an arrow shot from a drawn bow, and also like a mountain peak rising from the ground, piercing the clouds.

There are not many words, with a sense of being sparing with ink as if it were gold. But as soon as it is opened, it reflects the sound of clashing gold and iron in the void.

The murderous aura makes Huang Feihu and his son feel as if they are sitting on pins and needles.

The reason was none other than that the paper was inscribed with the execution of gods and the destruction of spirits, the dismissal of deities, the changing of candidates, and so on and so forth.

It was entirely a campaign of encirclement and suppression against the multitude of those within the Divine Dao currently inside the Great Han.

Although Huang Feihu and his son, as righteous gods of one side, were not on this list, what the Great Han was targeting this time was more those deities who committed all kinds of evil.

But Dragon Qi does not care about such things; as people of the Divine Dao, the father and son were bound to be affected, and naturally, they had their own reactions.

It was just that—

The Dragon Qi isolated the interior from the exterior and obscured causality, making it so that even though Huang Feihu and his son were right there on Mount Tai, they were still completely baffled by this.

"Seal, come!"

The treasure box on the desk opened suddenly, revealing a Jade Seal, crafted from white jade, with a coiled dragon as the knob, suffused with precious light.

The moment it appeared, it stirred the Dragon Qi of the void to soar, and the wondrous sound of "Having received the mandate from Heaven, may one enjoy eternal prosperity" rose in succession.

At this moment, Liu Che was as if he were the Son of Heaven and Earth, and all things had to obey his command!

The Jade Seal before his eyes was, shockingly, the Imperial Jade Seal crafted from that piece of the He Family Jade!

Ever since the Yu Huang Nine Tripods were lost, it had been the new symbol of the orthodox dynasty of the Human Race, a treasure of National Fortune sufficient to suppress a Luck Dynasty.

"The Imperial Jade Seal?!"

Fang Longye looked at the magnificent vision in the void and could not help but exclaim.

"That's not right! Logically speaking, the First Emperor of this world has not yet fallen, so how could this Imperial Jade Seal possibly fall into the hands of the Great Han?"

Fang Longye felt puzzled and confused in his heart.

"It seems that the relationship between this Great Han and the Great Qin is not like in my previous life, belonging to a purely hostile relationship."

"Also, this is, after all, the Honghuang world~"

On Fang Longye's side, his thoughts turned a hundred times.

On Liu Che's side, he had already grasped the Imperial Jade Seal in his palm and was about to stamp it onto that imperial decree.

Once the Imperial Jade Seal was raised, it immediately stirred the surrounding Dragon Qi, which began to bubble incessantly as if it were boiling water.

Boom—

With Mount Tai as the center, the Dragon Qi whistled and headed in all directions; in the blink of an eye, this commotion spread throughout the entire Great Han territory, and even continued to leak outward.

After all, the Imperial Jade Seal was a supreme treasure crafted by the First Emperor to suppress the fortune of the Immortal Qin, sufficient to stir the entire fortune of the Human Race.

Naturally, it was not that simple~

Such a large movement, even with the Dragon Qi isolating causality, was of no use. In an instant, it attracted the attention of all the great powers and Divine Immortals of the entire world.

Some sneered, some were disdainful, some were angry, some were indifferent, some were joyful; it was all-encompassing.

"Dragon Qi backlash?"

"What is Liu Che doing?"

"Is he trying to imitate the First Emperor?"

"Perverse and rebellious!"

"A muddled ruler, a tyrant!"

"Wolfish ambition! Wolfish ambition!"

However, those who were truly shocked and furious were all the incense-fire deities and incense-fire Divine Immortals within the Great Han territory who practiced the Divine Dao.

As for those Divine Immortals who were not affected by this decree of Liu Che, even if they were also people of the Divine Dao, they only wore expressions of displeasure.

One by one, they sat on the sidelines and watched.

The reason was very simple.

It was a matter of interests.

Moreover, these Divine Immortals, one and all, could not be called true great powers.

The true big shots were all like Bixia Yuanjun, completely unconcerned.

Just a Human King, just one dynasty, could not represent the entire Human Race. How could it make these big shots care? Taking a couple of extra looks was already considered paying attention!

Even Haotian Shangdi, whom the Great Han side had assumed beforehand would be furious because of this matter, only glanced from the Heavenly Court toward Nanzhan Buzhou.

And then he laughed it off.

"Stop!"

"Stop quickly!"

"Presumptuous!"

"This god orders you to stop immediately!"

The roar was like thunder, coming from afar and exploding all around.

"Your Majesty, you must not lead yourself astray."

"No matter how flourishing the National Fortune Dragon Qi of the Great Han is, it is impossible to completely eradicate the Divine Dao~"

"If you drop this, even if we fall, you will offend all the Divine Immortals."

"Think thrice before you act."

Besides those who were arrogant enough to treat the Human King as nothing and transmit their voices directly in a tone of command, there were also many voices that contained earnest, heart-to-heart persuasion.

"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of 'the jade and the stone burning together'?"

"If we cannot survive, why should we care about the deluge that follows?"

"National Fortune Dragon Qi is not omnipotent. With Your Majesty acting so recklessly, are you not afraid of the backlash of the National Fortune, the sinking of the Great Han, and the common people being displaced?"

"Your Majesty, you are the first Human King since the First Emperor to perform the Seal of Mount Tai; do not ruin a lifetime of glorious reputation."

"If Your Majesty insists on doing this, we will surely be at odds with you!"

These were the ones hiding needles in cotton, uttering threats.

"Heh—irreconcilable?"

"Ever since you destroyed the path I took to achieve the Dao in the yang world, I have long been irreconcilable with you!"

"To obstruct one's path to the Dao is like killing one's parents!"

"Do you think I don't know? Huo Qubing was the one you secretly poisoned!"

Standing on the Fengshan Altar, Liu Che was like an ancient Human King; his Dragon Qi connected heaven and earth, immune to all Dharma, and untouchable by ghosts and gods.

The wailing of ghosts and howling of gods could not shake his resolve in the slightest.

In his hand, the Imperial Jade Seal swirled with thick, heavy Dragon Qi, manifesting the figures of the masses—men plowing, women weaving, scholars and officials—circling around him, coming and going, shouting for the state.

It fell heavily upon that decree to banish the gods.

Ang—the vast Dragon Qi erupted, letting out a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar.

Then, a halo of Dragon Qi rose, ascending slowly, condensing in the void into a grinding stone so vast and peerless it was impossible to describe.

It almost covered the entire territory of the Great Han Dynasty.

Crack, crack, crack—

The grinding stone turned, the Dragon Qi surged, and a magnificent, mighty power descended.

A group of minor gods and petty deities, shaken by the grinding stone, saw their Godly Soil and Dharma Realm collapse instantly; before they could even scream, they were struck down from their altars and turned to dust.

Even some gods who could be considered powerful in Great Han could not withstand the back-and-forth sweeping of the Dragon Qi and soon followed in their footsteps.

Only, before they died, curses were heard.

Hearing the curses of these gods and Divine Immortals before their deaths, Liu Che was filled with joy.

It was not that he was a masochist who enjoyed this, but that today he had finally avenged his past grievances.

You must know, he originally had the opportunity to break the prohibition against Human Kings practicing cultivation that had existed since the First Emperor.

In the end, it was all ruined by the secret collusion of these immortals and gods! This was the path that Gao Huangdi had painstakingly plotted for him! With Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, these two twin-star fated ministers whose destinies were one hundred percent compatible with his.

With the help of secret arts and utilizing the National Fortune Dragon Qi, he had an eighty percent chance of breaking through the shackles of heaven and earth and walking the Transport Dynasty Path again.

If this had succeeded—

It would not only have been his fortune, but the fortune of the Human Race.

Alas, the move was a step short.

Was it time? Was it fate? He was not sure, but Liu Che knew this absolutely had to do with those high-and-mighty old fellows who stood against the Human Race.

Listening to the screams and curses coming to his ears, Liu Che sneered in his heart: "I can't do anything about those old fellows who stand against the Human Race, so for now, I'll take you lackeys as interest."

Unfortunately, he had not mastered cultivation and could only sweep across the four directions by relying on the Dynasty Dragon Qi, so he could not see the miserable deaths of these people of the Divine Dao.

Otherwise, it would be even more satisfying!

Liu Che, this Han Wudi, was currently standing on the Fengshan Altar, enjoying the wails of the people of the Divine Dao as they entered his ears before death.

And in the Eastern Peak Divine Mansion, Fang Longye saw this situation and could not spare the effort to care for Huang Feihu and his son, who were affected by it.

Instead, a thought arose, and he manifested the auspicious clouds above his head, using 'Distant Vision through Barriers' to augment his Thousand-Mile Eye, scanning the four corners of Great Han.

Thanks to those great beings who had each occupied Nanzhan Buzhou, folding the space of ninety-nine percent of the territory.

Setting aside the regions he still could not see due to his realm, Fang Longye could easily take in the entire Great Han before his eyes.

A look around.

It could be said that in the places he saw, where the naked eye could not reach, earth-shattering changes were taking place.

It was truly earth-shattering! Looking closely, within the territory of Great Han, there were many mysterious realms he could see.

Folded and layered, dense and numerous.

Some glowing with faint light, some dotted with gold, some with precious trees in their courtyards, some with pavilions and towers, some with water and sky merging into one—all were Godly Soil and Dharma Realms opened up by Divine Dao cultivators.

These Divine Dao cultivators were either gods born from faith and incense, or cultivators on the path of Divine Immortals, and some were Divine Dao avatars belonging to 'Heavenly Immortal Path' cultivators.

Regardless, none escaped—the Dragon Qi swept across, fierce and intense, annihilating everything in its path, striking one Divine Dao cultivator after another from their altars, turning them one by one into the ashes of calamity.

Godly Soil collapsed, Divine Immortals bled.

How miserable!

(End of chapter)