Chapter 845

Chapter 845: Pacification

In Chang’an City, the rain had cleared, and the skies were bright once more.

Though the two flying dragons that had brought great calamity were now slain, the scars they left upon the city were not so easily healed. These wounds would linger in the memories of its people for years to come.

Standing amidst the near-ruined streets, gazing at the chaos and bloodstains that littered the ground, Wang Chen let out a sigh.

He spoke lightly, his tone calm yet probing, “Tell me, what exactly happened?”

Beside him, Mo Han lowered his head, his voice heavy with guilt. “It is my fault.”

A year ago, during Wang Chen’s two-year closed-door cultivation, a rumor had begun to spread through Chang’an City.

It claimed that the Lord of Chang’an, Holy Master Wang Chen, had passed away!

Wang Chen’s closed-door cultivation was no secret; it was a common practice among cultivators. Yet, as time passed, coupled with his extraordinary status and influence, the rumor gained momentum, spreading far and wide, carrying with it a destructive force.

By the time Mo Han realized the gravity of the situation, the rumor had already reached Taiwu, Chang’an, and the surrounding cities.

Mo Han found himself under immense pressure.

He had been entrusted with the authority of the Taiji Palace in Wang Chen’s absence, but he lacked the strength and prestige of his master. Relying solely on the divine weapons Wang Chen had left behind, Mo Han struggled to maintain order. Subduing all the cultivators proved an impossible task.

To make matters worse, there was the looming presence of Qinyun Palace.

Before entering seclusion, Wang Chen had explicitly instructed that he was not to be disturbed unless it was a matter of life and death. Believing it best to handle the situation himself, Mo Han chose not to involve Wang Chen, fearing it would reflect poorly on his own competence.

Yet, despite his efforts, the situation only worsened.

Over the course of half a year, Mo Han implemented strict measures, but the results were far from satisfactory.

The rumor grew more sinister, with some even accusing Mo Han of orchestrating Wang Chen’s demise!

Eventually, Mo Han’s authority extended no further than the walls of the Taiji Palace. Those beneath him openly defied his orders, and the cultivators within the palace itself split into factions, engaging in constant strife and infighting.

Mo Han was overwhelmed.

Were it not for the support of the Mo family, he would have crumbled under the pressure long ago.

Still, Mo Han did his utmost to protect the Taiji Palace, ensuring that no one approached Wang Chen’s place of seclusion except for Gao Zhuang.

Mo Han had long sensed a powerful force lurking in the shadows, waiting to exploit Wang Chen’s prolonged absence and the disarray within the Taiji Palace to overthrow Chang’an.

Yet, knowing this did little to help. Mo Han dared not leave the Taiji Palace, and as a result, the situation in Chang’an spiraled out of control.

The chaos reached its peak with the sudden appearance of the two flying dragons.

In desperation, Mo Han had no choice but to urgently summon Gao Zhuang, instructing him to awaken Wang Chen.

Only Wang Chen could resolve the crisis.

“Lord,”

Mo Han said, his voice filled with remorse, “I know I have failed. Please, punish me as you see fit.”

“It is not entirely your fault,”

Wang Chen replied, waving his hand dismissively. “You have done well under the circumstances. The task of pacifying the city and providing compensation will fall to you now.”

After a moment of thought, Wang Chen retrieved the Sunset Bow and a quiver of arrows, handing them to Mo Han. “This bow has been with me for many years. Keep it, and may it aid you in your battles against strong enemies.”

Though Mo Han’s strength still fell short, with this divine weapon—refined by Wang Chen himself—his combat prowess would undoubtedly reach new heights. He would no longer need to fear the strongest cultivators or the fiercest beasts in the realm.

Power and authority ultimately rely on strength to speak!

Mo Han was overjoyed and immediately accepted with both hands, “Thank you, Lord!”

He suddenly felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong, so he pushed the confusion to the back of his mind.

“Alright.”

Wang Chen said, “I leave the matters here to you. You must ensure the people in the city are reassured. I will go resolve the last issue, leaving no future troubles for you.”

Mo Han was delighted again—if Wang Chen took action, he could surely eliminate all the specters!

As for what this “last issue” was, he already understood well.

Who else but Qinyun Palace!

However, in the past, due to his limited strength, Mo Han had to endure silently for the greater good, and only now did he feel a sense of relief.

Having a big shot backing him was truly wonderful!

Wait!

Mo Han suddenly realized.

Wang Chen left him the divine power and was also going to help him with the last issue, which clearly meant he was intending to leave!

He should have thought of this earlier.

This realization wiped away Mo Han’s inner joy, and he instantly felt as though he had plunged into an icy abyss.

Without Wang Chen, could he still maintain his current position?

Mo Han instinctively tightened his grip on the longbow!

He looked up and saw that Wang Chen had already vanished from sight.

At this moment, Wang Chen had exited Chang’an City and was speeding towards Qinyun Peak.

Time was not on his side.

Three years of closed-door cultivation had reduced this world’s rejection of Wang Chen, but after he slaughtered fiercely within the Taiji Palace and killed two top-tier fierce beasts, the invisible rejection surged sharply.

Now, half of Wang Chen’s power was needed to resist this world’s counteraction!

Thus, some matters had to be resolved quickly.

As he sped along, Wang Chen stood once again at the summit of Qinyun Peak after three years.

He noticed the palace gate tightly shut, and the entire Dao Palace was enveloped by an invisible barrier, completely protected.

The mountain-guarding formation!

Wang Chen couldn’t help but smile coldly.

As the saying goes, “A guilty conscience makes one wary,” clearly the people inside Qinyun Palace sensed the impending danger and activated the mountain-guarding formation ahead of time.

They concentrated their strength to protect the Dao Palace.

Did they really think that could block Wang Chen’s wrath?

Wang Chen wouldn’t waste words. He immediately took out a magical seal from the Xumi Ring and tossed it into the air.

This blood-red magical seal instantly transformed into a massive stone, taking on the shape of a mountain while radiating boundless light.

“Seal!”

Wang Chen formed a spell gesture and suddenly pointed towards Qinyun Palace.

The mountain magical seal then crashed down with great force, as if a meteor were plunging. In the blink of an eye, its momentum became astonishing.

Boom!

It struck fiercely against the top of Qinyun Palace, creating a direct collision with their formation.

A large circle of ripples instantly appeared above Qinyun Palace!

Once more!

Wang Chen controlled the mountain magical seal as if wielding a hammer, striking repeatedly at the hard walnut that was Qinyun Palace.

It was almost laughable; this magical seal was taken from Qinyun Palace’s secret vault and, after refinement, became his personal magical artifact.

Now, using it against Qinyun Palace was a form of karmic retribution.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Though the mountain-guarding formation of Qinyun Palace was powerful, as the saying goes, “One who defends too long will suffer,” signs of collapse quickly appeared under the repeated fierce strikes of the mountain magical seal.

The entire Qinyun Peak began to tremble.

“Holy Master, please stop!”

At that moment, an old voice came from within Qinyun Palace: “We concede!”

The voice was filled with despair and helplessness, as well as a humble plea.

It was too late!

However, Wang Chen remained unmoved.

He poured all his strength into the mountain magical seal, causing its size to expand several times before ascending to a height of a hundred feet, then descending with overwhelming force towards Qinyun Palace.

Boom!