Chapter 282: I will create a prosperous world with the sword of darkness.
Ignoring the pieces of flesh on the ground, they knelt down one by one, expressing their willingness to follow Liang Hui to establish a new dynasty.

Anyone who can get to this point is not a fool and obviously understands his own situation.

If they don't agree today, they may not be able to leave the City Lord's Mansion.

Liang Hui listened to everyone quietly and expressed his loyalty.

With a wave of his hand, rays of light emerged from the corpses and merged into the bodies of the remaining people.

At this moment, no one dared to resist, and silently endured the influx of sunlight.

"A kind of forbidden method. If you do as I say, you can live."

The young man walked sideways toward the platform, sat back in the main seat, and looked at the people kneeling on the ground.

Instead of asking them to stand up, he spoke directly:
"The dynasty was founded, and the country was named Shen, so it was called the Divine Dynasty."

"Deliver all the scriptures and cultivation manuals in Wuzhai City here."

After a pause, Liang Hui looked into the distance. His gaze seemed to be able to cross the city wall and see the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.

"Open the granaries and release the grain to help the people thousands of miles away. The cultivators pray for rain to eliminate the drought in this area."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

One by one, they answered loudly and bowed their heads to the ground.

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to leave.

At this moment, they all bowed and retreated in a submissive manner.

Liang Hui has no idea about the true thoughts of the various forces in Wuzhai City, nor does he care. As long as he gets things done, that's all.

The human world wants to be unified again in a very short time.

It is absolutely impossible to achieve it by means of upright and gentle methods.

He would not, nor would he, waste too much time.

The primary purpose of coming here is to beat the two demon kings to death. Other things, such as:

The annexation of the three realms and the collection of scriptures all come after that.

While he was thinking, everyone had left and only Liang Hui was left in the main hall.

The young man took out a scripture from his arms and slowly began to read it.

On the yellowed cover, the words "Fen Yang" are vaguely displayed. It is an ancient book about the Pure Yang Path.

The concepts and perspectives on cultivation were very interesting, so he read it several times.

As time passed, the lights in the main hall remained on, with only the rustling sound of turning pages.

The next day, early in the morning.

The people of Wuzhai City walked out of their houses and clearly felt that the atmosphere on the streets was not right. Big men dressed in gang uniforms were pushing grain carts out of the city.

At the same time, the soldiers approaching the City Lord's Mansion also disappeared.

"Master, they are donating food. It seems that the gangs in this city still have some conscience."

A young man in Taoist robes stood at the city gate and exclaimed in admiration as he watched the grain carts continuously leaving the city.

Standing in front of the young man was a woman in a green Taoist robe. The woman had a curvy figure that even the wide robe could not completely cover.

Before the woman could speak, the sound of horse hooves was heard at the city gate.

"Make way, step back."

Accompanied by shouting, several strong men on horseback came out of the city and stopped at the city wall.

Each of them made a simple cover-up, obviously not wanting others to see their faces.

Several big men sat on horses and waved their hands, and a roll of brocade was directly attached to the city wall.

"The Divine Dynasty is established and an announcement is issued!"

With a loud shout, the big man returned to the city without even looking back.

The Taoist nun in green looked at the people gathered at the city wall with confusion in her eyes.

Divine Dynasty? How come she didn't know when it was founded?

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the content of the notice came into her field of vision.

At this moment, even though the Taoist nun was knowledgeable, her face twitched a little.

Who dares to act like this with only a city and a thousand miles of land?
As for what the big forces support? In her opinion, it is impossible.

This move is too dangerous and too extreme. People from Taoism and Buddhism would never do this.

As for the evil ways, they wish the world would remain in chaos forever.

Various thoughts flashed through the Taoist nun's mind, and finally she took a deep look at Wuzhai City.

Turn around!

Walking in the opposite direction.

In any case, this place will be the center of the storm for a period of time. To establish a new dynasty, those who dominate the mountains and rivers of tens of millions of miles or hundreds of millions of miles dare not act like this.

"Master, aren't we heading to Tianfang City? Why did we suddenly change direction?" The young man followed the Taoist nun closely, with confusion in his voice.

The nun walked forward without answering.

However, his steps became slower and slower, and he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows.

Fear also arose in my heart, as if if I went forward, I would face something terrifying.

Suddenly, the nun stopped moving forward.

A young man in a blue robe and with a slender figure came into view.

The young man had a handsome face, and there seemed to be big stars rising and falling in his eyes. He held the small chariot in his hand and played with it casually.

At this moment, the Taoist nun's fear reached its peak.

But these fearful thoughts were quickly cut off by her.

The Taoist nun formed an ancient hand seal with her palms and bowed slowly.

"Chen Xian from Shangqing Sect, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

There was a flickering light in Liang Hui's eyes, and it was chaotic.

He is dreaming!

He is a good man and a useful person.

After a moment, the same hand seal was formed on the palm.

"Qingcang, the Emperor of the Divine Dynasty, greets you, fellow Taoist."

"Fellow Daoist, you need to be extremely cautious in establishing a divine dynasty. You can save yourself by escaping now."

The nun stood straight with a sincere expression.

"No regrets in making a move, no retreat."

Liang Hui chuckled.

Then, he pointed to the west.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Xian, why don't you return to Shangqing Sect and meditate."

Afterwards, without waiting for the Taoist nun to react.

Turn around!

Walk forward.

Chen Xian looked in the direction the young man left, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

"Return to the sect?"

She had been away from the sect for more than three years since the chaos in the world, and it was indeed time for her to return to the sect.

Moreover, since the so-called Divine Dynasty has appeared in Wuzhai City, we should go back and ask the elders of the sect for the decision.

the other side.

Liang Hui threw the chariot in his hand down, and in an instant the chariot turned into the size of a house.

The walls of the carriage are engraved with exquisite patterns, and inside are piled with a large number of scriptures, ancient books, and elixirs for qi and blood.

Both the chariot and the scriptures on it were collected by him from Wuzhai City.

As for this trip, of course it was to create something new.

He wants to let all living beings in the world see what destiny means (prosperity follows fortune, while decline follows destruction)!
He jumped up, got on the chariot, and headed east.

A stream of light started from Wuzhai City, crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers within two days, and conquered a large number of cities.

kill!kill!kill!

Those who disobey will be killed, those who disobey will be killed, absolute power, unscrupulous killing.

All the cities they passed through chose to submit and join the Divine Dynasty.

The smell of blood filled all the cities within a radius of thousands of miles, but in the wilderness, outside the city, and in the mountain villages, carts of food were spread all over the land like lifelines.

Under the threat of death, the cultivators desperately mobilized their spiritual power to bring rain and reclaim land.

Liang Hui stood on the chariot, with treasures, scriptures, and medicinal herbs piled up like a mountain behind him.

The young man looked at the dark sky in front of him and the mountains shrouded in a pale yellow aura.

"I can use the sword of darkness to create a glorious and prosperous world. I can do it."

"Golden Corpse Sect, we're here!"

Liang Hui chuckled.

(End of this chapter)