Chapter 129: Han Soul Blocks the Path? With One Blade I Sever Your Millennial Unsettled Will!

Each word resounds like a gong, each sound like thunder.

Su Ming makes no humble, groveling pleas.

He also shows no pretended reverence.

Only a proclamation!

Behind the Gate, a dead silence.

That will, spanning a thousand years, scrutinizes in silence and weighs in anger.

After a while, that murderous tone sounds again.

Yet it carries a hint of sorrow and scorn.

"Revenge? Equality?"

"You brat, reckless words!"

"You are not of our kind, lacking Han blood, how could you understand the grievances of my ruler and ministers, how could you resolve the resentment of my robe's dew?"

The voice falters, as if bleeding while crying.

"What you see is merely a page of history."

"What you feel is merely a sigh of posterity."

"Get out!"

The final word, wrapped with the murderous intent of a hundred thousand heroic souls, pierces Su Ming's spirit!

But Su Ming…

laughed!

He regarded the incoming momentum as if deaf.

He steadied the black‑background white‑letter Han flag and gently shook his head.

"I am not here to judge merits or faults."

"The past splendor and dirges have already closed."

"But a new era brings a new journey!"

"I have come to let you all see with your own eyes whether the newly born will on this land still merits the protection you once offered!"

"I have come to prove with the blade in my hand—"

"This generation is qualified to bear the regrets you left unfulfilled!"

"And has the ability to forge a future even you never imagined!"

He lifted his gaze, eyes blazing, staring straight at the tightly shut temple Gate.

"So, open the Gate!"

"Let me knock on the Gate!"

No humility.

Only pride belonging to this era!

The words fell.

Ka—!

Creak—!

The vermilion temple Gate slowly opened.

No response, no questioning.

Inside the Gate, no scene could be seen, only darkness.

"Hm?!"

Su Ming not only did not step forward.

Instead, he pressed with his right hand on the flagpole and stepped back half a step!

Because…

The Eye of Truth activated, seeing the boundless murderous aura surging wildly from within the Gate!

Boom!!!

The world before his eyes was torn apart in an instant!

Ancient shrine, emerald cypress, blue‑stone paved road…

Dispersed like smoke and clouds!

In his sight, a vast, dimly yellow, boundless desolate land.

The sky, a coagulated blood mass.

Below his feet, cracks, cracks.

In the wind, only the mournful cries of golden spears and iron horses!

A battlefield.

An ancient battlefield spanning a thousand years!

"Kill—!"

"Kill—!!"

"Kill—!!!"

No extra words, only the gathered roar of a hundred thousand loyal souls' unwillingness!

From all directions, yellow sand rolled.

Countless soldiers clad in tattered dark armor, wielding icy war halberds, surged like a crimson torrent!

Their faces blurred, their forms wavering between illusion and reality!

Only in those hollow eye sockets, two never‑extinguishing crimson flames burned.

That was the absolute resolve to fight to the last soldier, even to wrap oneself in horsehide without regret!

It was the unyielding battle spirit that, knowing the city had fallen and the lord abandoned, still chose to be reborn through death!

Kill the outsider!

"Hmph!"

Su Ming instantly drew the all‑black Soul Dagger.

The extreme murderous intent lowered the surrounding temperature by a few degrees.

But the next second—

The coldness on his face turned into astonishment.

No!

In the Eye of Truth, none of these Shu soldiers bore the black resentment he was familiar with.

They were neither fierce ghosts nor evil demons.

What composes their bodies…

is loyalty! is righteousness! is anger! is regret!

It is also the Han spirit that has flowed for millennia, still scorching hot!

"Is it like this..."

Su Ming did not hesitate, returning the Soul Dagger to the Dimensional Reduction Warehouse.

That action was his respect!

He reversed his grip and a long blade with an extremely bizarre shape materialized in his hand.

Naturally, it was a Chip won from the Fate Casino!

The blade was wide and thick, with smooth lines.

Yet it exuded a cheap plastic feel throughout, flashing with multicolored light.

Even a QR code was etched onto the hilt!

Name: Pinxi Xi Battle Blade

Quality: Epic (can grow)

Function: If you're a brother, come swing a slash! This weapon forcibly breaks defenses! But absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot kill any target!

Growth Condition: The more times it slashes, and the newer the target, the faster it grows!

Looking at this absurdly extreme battle blade, Su Ming twitched the corner of his mouth.

He felt a bit embarrassed and out of place.

But…

A perfect match!

Tailor‑made for this battle!

"Come on!"

Su Ming let out a hearty laugh, no longer waiting passively.

Dong!

He thrust the Han banner violently into the ground behind him.

The dark banner rustled in the blood‑colored wind!

Then, single‑handed, he held the multicolored Strange Blade.

He even charged upstream against the boundless crimson tide of soldiers!

Ding—!

Clang—!

Clank—!

In an instant, Su Ming crashed into the formation!

The front‑line soldiers' heavy shields were linked, like a moving iron wall.

Between the shield gaps, countless spears, like venomous snakes spitting fangs, blocked every path forward!

Whoosh—!

From behind, archers drew their bows, and crimson arrows rained down like a meteor shower!

Su Ming, who knows neither the agility of swordsmanship nor the finesse of spear technique.

But a great sword needs none!

This straightforward, brute‑force battlefield is the domain he knows best!

"Break!"

In Su Ming's hand, the Pinxi Xi Battle Blade traced a dazzling, glaring multicolored arc in the air.

Like a startling swan from the heavens, it struck fiercely upon the heaviest shield!

Clang—!!!

Metal roared, sparks flew in all directions!

The heavy shield, capable of withstanding a thousand‑pound hammer, dented and shattered on impact!

Together with three soldiers behind it, the slash cut both man and shield, hurling them backward, toppling a large group of comrades!

The defense line was torn open with a gap!

"Kill!"

The surrounding Shu soldiers, unafraid, roared and encircled from both sides.

Countless ring-headed swords and long spears surged toward Su Ming, intent on killing him!

Su Ming neither dodged nor evaded, allowing several blades to cut his shoulders and back.

Channel all his power into the long sword in his hand!

Swish!

He used his body as the axis and spun violently.

The Strange Blade in his hand, flashing cheap light, transformed into a multicolored dragon vortex that swept across thousands of troops!

Where the blade passed.

Whether human silhouettes or weapons, all were cleaved in two by that unrivaled, ferocious force!

Broken armor, shattered halberds, illusory limbs…

They exploded in the air into countless swirling crimson specks!

Then, reformation!

Kill!

Su Ming grew bolder with each battle, killing more wildly.

Each slash was utterly domineering!

He intends to cleave this blood‑red sky!

At first, the Shu soldiers' eyes held only cold battle resolve.

But as Su Ming carved through the formation again and again…

Their gazes changed!

In the crimson flames, a hint of tremor appeared.

A trace of astonishment!

This is…

They seemed to see the General Wei Yan, who bore a rebellious spirit yet led the three armies with bravery, daring to launch a surprise attack on Ziwu Gu!

They seemed to see the Wudang Flying Army, who fought on Yiling Road to protect their lord until the very end, leaving no remains!

This modern young man's reckless, death‑defying ferocity and his ten‑thousand‑enemy dominance.

It was in no way inferior to the brightest generals in their memories!

"Is that all the people?!"

Su Ming sliced the oncoming tide of soldiers, cleaving a several‑meter vacuum zone before him, and roared skyward.

"Not enough!"

"Completely not enough!"

He pointed the tip of his sword toward the far end of the battlefield and asked in a deep voice,

"Where are your generals? Where is your king? Let them appear!"

"I, junior Su Ming, have broken through the pass to see you!"

"And also!"

"With one slash, I will cut the thousand‑year unresolved grievances of you!"