Chapter 298 It’s a Pity that I’m Not in the God Realm

Tianze Mountain.

Located in Xuanzecheng North District.

As the highest point above sea level, after climbing to the top, you can see the 'Mirage Xuanze' hundreds of miles away.

All kinds of magnificent images, as if they were fake or real.

Among the sea of ​​clouds, there are wonders of the heavenly palace floating, and you can even see the immortals and auspicious beasts inside.

Earlier, this mountain peak was privately occupied by a powerful person from the Demon Realm. He practiced here for a long time and understood the secrets of the mirage.

Later, Xuanze City was captured by Daxia.

The mountain became a tourist attraction and opened to the public.

The ceremony process of the ‘King Ceremony’ was held at the main peak “Guanlan Pavilion”.

There was originally a huge palace there, and with a little construction, it could be used as a venue for the grand ceremony.

"When I went outside the territory before, I was always in the Daxia territory over Tianshu City, supervising the dispatch of various supplies. I have never gone so far..."

In the pavilion on the mountainside, Yang Ming looked at the mirage of the sea of ​​clouds in the distance and sighed with emotion: "Who would have thought that someone as strong as the Demon Realm could be so vulnerable that he abandoned his helmet and armor and fled the city."

his duties.

It is something within Daxia.

Ever since I became the head of internal affairs, I have been very busy every day.

Coming here as a private person this time can be regarded as giving myself a holiday.

Next to him, Bai Weizhou also said after hearing this: "When the armies faced off, we also felt that the Demon Realm was terrifyingly strong, but after the battle at Long Yue Gorge, they seemed to have burst a dike and plummeted thousands of miles."

At this point, he paused for a few breaths, "But this kind of thing is not unfamiliar. It has happened many times in the history of Daxia..."

"Whether it is the number of strong men or their combat readiness, there is no doubt about the power of the Demon Realm."

“Not only do we think it’s strong, they themselves think so too.”

Bai Weizhou changed the subject and chuckled: "But think about it, the Demon Realm has been at peace for a long time. There has been no official war for tens of thousands of years. Not many people even understand various things in the 'war science'."

"War has never been a simple science."

"Plus..."

"Their people have lived too long to dare to risk their lives or die."

Yang Ming listened to these words very seriously.

He has checked every piece of information on the battlefield outside the territory.

But the content of the information is often only a few sentences, such as: On a certain day of a certain month, a certain department of Daxia and a certain department of Demon Realm encountered a great victory.

As for how I won, I won’t record it in detail at all.

"It's better to leave this war thing to your professionals. I'll just take care of the housekeeping."

Yang Ming shook his head.

Did not continue the topic just now.

Looking at the grand ceremony venue at the Guanlan Pavilion, he sighed: "These arrangements are really grand! It's a pity that it has become a chess game for conspirators."

"Of course it will be grand..."

Bai Weizhou smiled and said: "The more grand the king-making ceremony is, the more it is a mockery to me, which makes Xiaochen angry and fights them in the ring."

Hearing this, Yang Ming was silent.

Tomorrow's King Ceremony will definitely be extremely quiet.

There were no guests or congratulations. All the people present were people from major aristocratic families, just waiting to see the joke and for Lu Chen to take the bait.

The protagonist on the surface is Bai Weizhou.

But in fact, it was the major forces headed by Ying Hongyin.

"Actually, I don't care..."

There was no trace of concern on Bai Weizhou's face: "Xiaochen is my relative and he came to see me. You are my friend and you are here too."

"Isn't this enough?"

Yang Ming turned his head and met his eyes, only to see tranquility and gentleness.

He knows——

Bai Weizhou really doesn't care.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming sighed in his heart.

How wonderful it would be if I were not the ancestor of Dharma, but a giant in the divine realm...

When the ceremony begins, I will congratulate my old friend and suppress the arrogance of Hong Yin and others.

It's a pity, it's not the realm of gods.

…

Mengjia's residence.

All the senior family members had just finished their meeting, and their expressions were all heavy.

They left in twos and threes in silence.

There were two people among them who suddenly took off their feet and turned back.

"Ancestor." Meng Qishan and Meng Zhiqiu saluted respectfully.

Both of them.

It happened to be one old and one young.

The former is the current head of the Meng family and is responsible for all matters.

The latter is the leader of the younger generation of the Meng family and one of the ‘Apocalypse Generals’ of the Great Xia Military Department, ranking fourth.

"Sit down..."

After Meng Beiyang nodded with a smile, he went straight to the point: "Is there a lot of opposition in the family?"

This sudden question made the two people below a little confused.

"No need to speculate too much, I just want to know what everyone really thinks." Meng Beiyang said while holding the tea cup.

This kind of topic is definitely not the junior’s turn to answer.

Meng Zhiqiu lowered his head while thinking about himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

As the head of the family, Meng Qishan looked at the ancestor's expression repeatedly, but could not see anything.

After pondering for a few breaths, he still said truthfully: "Ancestor, it's not all true."

After organizing his language, he continued: "There are mainly two factions. One faction thinks that Ba Tianhui is worth relying on, so it should support Lu Chen."

"And the other faction..."

"But I feel that Ba Tianhui is too ruthless and will cut him off at any time. He is extremely insecure, so he prefers Ying Hongyin's side."

Hearing this, Meng Beiyang smiled.

He leaned back, changed to a more comfortable angle, and leaned on the chair.

After taking a sip from the teacup, he said to himself: "The game between Ying Hongyin and the Tyrant Society has not just begun..."

"The first time he reached the divine realm, he was cut down by Mu Juexian's sword."

"And this time, he changed his target and pressed Lu Chen to prove his own value, so that all the major families would completely gather around him and form a super-large military alliance, and then bargain with the Tyrant Society."

Speaking of this.

Meng Beiyang shook his head and a smile appeared on his face again.

The two pillars of the Tyrant Society, Mu Juexian and Zhang Yuanshan, were indeed trapped in the Yanhuang Domain.

But the world seems to have forgotten...

Among Mu Juexian's direct disciples, there is also an extremely mysterious third brother.

Not long ago, Yang Ming, who was in charge of internal affairs in Daxia, went to the battlefield outside the domain and talked with Meng Beiyang for a while.

One of the sentences was about Linglong.

"...If Ying Hongyin goes too far, Linglong will come to the outer domain to clear the field."

The meaning of these words is chilling.

It also makes Meng Beiyang more determined to stick to his choice and stand firmly on Lu Chen's side.

"Ying Hongyin should not be so stupid."

"The key now is that Ying Wufeng, who will become a sharp sword to target Lu Chen..."

Meng Beiyang turned his head and looked at Meng Zhiqiu, who is also a 'star of the apocalypse', and asked in a deep voice: "Zhiqiu, you have fought with Ying Wufeng, what is his strength?"