Chapter 88: Changing Times

"Your life is coming to an end; what does that mean?"

Jiang Qin could not understand the meaning of these words, and he looked at Cangling with a puzzled gaze; since the other party had already returned to Cangling Jie and recovered their memories, shouldn't they be wielding authority just like those high and mighty gods?

"Seeing is better than hearing; I will take you to see it, as there should still be some traces remaining."

Cangling said this and stood up; she reached out and actually grabbed the arm of Jiang Qin's soul body, then took a step forward.

It was just this one step.

It actually spanned a distance of thousands of kilometers, arriving in a cold wasteland.

The cold wind was biting, whistling as it came.

Row upon row of ice-sealed buildings appeared before the two 'people'.

It was a two-story wooden house, the design very crude, looking like architecture from ancient Lanxing.

But this was Cangling Jie, and Fierce Beasts would not build such houses.

Jiang Qin's pupils shrank violently; according to books, Lanxing had conducted much research on Cangling Jie, and it was certain that no traces of human survival had been observed in the last hundred years, so it could be concluded that there were no humans in Cangling Jie.

Yet the houses before him broke this inference.

Although he had guessed as much when he learned of the origins of Cangling Jie, he still felt surprised to see these buildings in reality.

Cangling walked forward step by step and spoke softly: "The Cangling Jie of the past had no gods; it was as beautiful as Lanxing, with humans occupying the top of the food chain, and people living in peace and contentment, until one day, 【Heaven】 sent down its decree."

"【Heaven】 created the gods, making the gods the sharp blades in its hands to attack other worlds."

"But the humans of Cangling Jie did not want to accept war, so they blew the horn of attack against Heaven, and then they were utterly defeated... They were transformed by the gods; they did not need a group of conscious tools, and thus, Fierce Beasts were born."

It was the gods... who created the Fierce Beasts.

And the predecessors of these Fierce Beasts were the Cangling Human Race.

Jiang Qin felt as if he had been struck by lightning after hearing this; if this were the case, then weren't all the Fierce Beasts he had killed before actually humans?

"This 【Heaven】 you speak of, why does it want to attack other worlds?"

"Because this is the destined fate between planets; once two planets meet, they must fight to the death. This is the law of the universe, and it never stops until a winner is decided. And the 【Heaven】 of Cangling Jie, in order to obtain greater power, actively seeks out other worlds to plunder."

The surrounding scene changed, and they returned once again to that wooden house by the stream.

No emotion could be seen on Cangling's face as she continued: "The 【Heaven】 of Cangling Jie has already won three great wars, and its level is higher than the 【Heaven】 of Lanxing. The world barrier should have been broken a hundred years ago, but the Cangling Human Race did one thing, which caused the 【Heaven】 of Cangling to become incomplete."

When mentioning this, her expression finally had a slight change, as if she were... sad?

"The last 【Hero】 of the Cangling Human Race gathered the strength of the entire world's people to contend for authority with 【Heaven】. After a long period of partition, the 【Hero】 seized a corner of 【Heaven】's authority, shed their mortal body, walked the world as a sword, and finally escaped Cangling."

The final 【Hero】 was Cangling.

Now she was forced to return to Cangling Jie, and 【Heaven】 would not let her leave again, although she had temporarily used the rules to conceal her aura.

But being discovered was only a matter of time.

Furthermore, this time would not be long, because 【Heaven】 could no longer wait to start this war that had been delayed for a hundred years.

Jiang Qin looked at her again: "Since you brought my soul to this world, you must already have a plan; what are you going to do next?"

Cangling nodded, and the Golden Dragon Pattern Sword appeared in her hand.

This was her true form.

And she herself was only controlling this sword in a soul state.

"This sword was formed by condensing the destiny of the Cangling Human Race; only those who gain its recognition can become a 【Hero】. I can only use its power but cannot unleash its full potential because I am no longer a 【Hero】. What you must do is become the new 【Hero】, then take up this sword, and once again... slay Heaven!"

"This is a battle destined to fail."

"But you can use this sword to severely wound it, which can buy Lanxing quite a bit of time and benefit the people of Lanxing."

A loss for the individual, a benefit for all of Lanxing.

What to do was already clear and obvious.

Although he was not a person of Lanxing, he could not sit idly by and watch Lanxing fall into such a catastrophe.

"What should I do?"

"It's very simple; this sword represents the destiny of the human race, and it possesses the memories of thousands of years of outstanding individuals of the Cangling Human Race. You must inherit these memories, which will cause a considerable impact on your soul, but it does not matter; once you become the 【Hero】, these memories will return to the sword."

Cangling explained: "The memory of each person will pose a question to you when it ends. As long as you successfully pass these questions, you can gain the recognition of the 【Humanity Sword】; you cannot have the slightest slack, otherwise, you will lose yourself in the impact of the memories."

Jiang Qin had already made up his mind.

"Come on!"

"The worst case is just death; it's not like I haven't died before."

Cangling saw his determination, and the Humanity Sword in her hand began to dissipate, turning into countless points of light that surged into Jiang Qin's forehead; each point of light represented the memory of someone who had once contributed to the Cangling Human Race.

The inheritance began.

…

Meanwhile.

Lanxing, in a deep mountain rich in Spirit Energy.

Lingxi Shan, this was the base of the Su Family. As a Martial Artist family with a heritage of over a hundred years, although the current Su Family was no longer in its prime, its influence was still among the top-tier forces in Huaguo.

After parting ways with Jiang Qin again, Su Lingwei had come alone to the Su Family to demand the second half of the weapon-controlling mental cultivation method.

In the past, the Su Family would have been wary of the Zhenling Bureau and Lin Zhan, and even if they wouldn't hand the cultivation method to Su Lingwei, they wouldn't have dared to touch her at all, which was why Lin Lao had not come along.

But no one expected the world situation to change drastically so quickly.

The experts of the Zhenling Bureau and all major forces were all transferred to the Frontier to guard it, and the authorities even handed over the jurisdiction of major cities, allowing regions to be autonomous. The biggest beneficiaries of this regulation were the ancient clans hidden all over Huaguo, such as the Su Family.

They could openly manage cities and satisfy their own desire for power.

Then use this power to plunder more resources, letting more of the populace become their slaves, relegated to so-called lower-class people; for this, all they needed to pay was a false promise.

【We will take action to protect the city when the critical moment comes!】

Thus, regarding how to handle Su Lingwei, the Su Family's method was also very simple.

Direct house arrest.

If any official personnel come knocking, then release them; if no one comes knocking, as time passes, naturally it will be... private execution!

In any case, the Spirit Suppression Bureau Headquarters is already unable to look after itself right now, so how could it possibly spare experts to deal with them?

The era of the Law Enforcement Officer has already passed!

And today, upon learning the news that Su Lingwei was under house arrest, Chen Xiaohu resolutely stepped into Lingxi Shan, holding a large blade, coming alone to demand her release...