Tribulation of Myriad Races-Chapter 1229: Main Body (1)

Nanyuan.

Lan Tian wanted to affirm his dao. The dao of myriad races. Everyone believed he had gone mad.

Nobody could stop him.

That madman had stopped killing. He ripped a tear in reality, allowing a River of Time to spill out of it. Then, instead of capturing his past or future body, he focused on the river for a bit before giggling, "I'll show you the proper dao of the myriad races. My various bodies have their own past memories. I will capture all of them in the past before fusing them with my present. That will turn all of us into one, past and present. With that, we will all be the same in the future as well."

He was sharing his theory with everyone. Of course, nobody was interested in learning. Was this a joke? Those bodies were ultimately not his. He was trying to capture the past of others before fusing them with him. That was absolute madness. Capturing a past wasn't an easy feat. And the past of these bodies did not belong to Lan Tian. Capturing the past of others was as difficult as killing someone in the past. He might trigger a backlash from time and die.

Even if he succeeded by some miracle, the fusion might result in the resurrection of those bodies. They might recall their past memories and how Lan Tian had killed them. They would then take their revenge on him. It didn't look like this madman would stop the madness before getting himself killed.

***

Nobody tried to stop him. It wasn't like anyone could.

At the moment, Su Yu was busy fighting the various young geniuses. One explosion after another erupted around him, and suddenly, one of the explosions blasted the ruin entrance open.

Initially, his toilet bowl was the entrance to the ruin. But since even his house had been destroyed, the toilet bowl was no longer there as well.

Seeing the entrance open, Su Yu entered the ruin unhesitatingly.

The others also rushed into the ruin. One of them even had the time to shout, "Get the Culture Tomb! We can't allow him to get it!"

The expressions of those further away also changed drastically. With the entrance open, they could feel the incomparably high density of heavenly source qi in the ruin.

They saw a pond of sunmoon profound yellow liquid.

They saw the two carrier treasures constantly swirling about in the sky.

They also saw the floating tomb with "culture" written on it.

The Culture Manor had opened.

Instantly, everyone started rushing toward the entrance, including those in the middle of battle and those who had not joined the battle. It was time to fight for the ruin. The battle between the experts might be too dangerous for some of them to participate in, but many were hopeful that they could at least grab something from the ruin before fleeing.

Sure, some carrier treasures could also be found among the Pseudo Invincibles and Invincibles. A few of them had died so far, after all. But who would dare to set their sights on those carrier treasures?

Su Yu and the other young geniuses were exceptionally powerful as well, but messing with them was far safer than messing with Pseudo Invincibles and Invincibles. Furthermore, the treasures in the ruin were ownerless.

Everyone swarmed the ruin entrance. One after another, they leaped into the crack in reality to enter the ruin. Before anyone knew it, battles were erupting all over the ruin.

***

At the same time.

Great Xia City.

Xia Huyou was too weak to help in Nanyuan so he had remained in the capital.

Inside the prefect's residence, more than a thousand ferocious soldiers had been assembled before him. He stood atop a high platform, the platform his father had mustered the soldiers countless times before.

Looking at the assembled soldiers, he said, "War has erupted in Nanyuan. Foreign enemies are invading. Great Xia...is being threatened. I am the son of Xia Longwu and the great grandson of Great Xia King. Everyone knows my father as a capable warlord and administrator. Everyone knows my great grandfather as a monster among Invincibles. But I am nothing."

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Xia Huyou smiled and continued, "I have not accomplished anything with my life, serving as the butt of the joke most of the time. But today, I wish to imitate my father. Soldiers, are you willing to fulfill this wish of mine?"

The soldiers did not answer with words. Rather, all of them drew their blades in an orderly fashion. That was their answer.

Xia Huyou smiled again, "Good. In that case, may I trouble all of you to take a stroll in the city with me? Today, we will cleanse the city of all its rot. The city formation has been activated. Allow me to apologize in advance for dragging all of you into this mess."

"The prince is wise!"

Xia Huyou merely laughed at the reply as he said, "No, don't say that. That's embarrassing to hear. I'm not wise at all. Let's go."

As Xia Huyou flew out of the building, Ji Hong appeared discreetly beside him. A short while later, an aged figure appeared beside them as well.

When Xia Huyou saw who the newcomer was, he said, "Senior White, my second granduncle did not involve you in this out of consideration for your identity as a dragon as well. But I have something else to do in the city. Are you willing to help?"

"Please issue your orders, Prince."

Xia Huyou nodded. With a wave of his hand, the ferocious soldiers marched forth. Before long, they reached the Great Xia Cultural Research Academy.

Things were also in chaos within the academy. A majority of the academy elders had departed to join the battle in Nanyuan. But some had remained.

Xia Huyou breathed in and slowly said, "Kill any elder still present without an explicit order to stay. Kill anyone who is hiding here to avoid the battle. Kill anyone who is entering the grottos without permission. Kill all the myriad race students. Kill all the new students in the Multiple Character Faculty. Kill anyone trying to sow chaos. Show no mercy."

"Yes!"

The soldiers filed into the academy.

A large number of academy guards showed up at the disturbance. Noticing the guards, Xia Huyou coldly said, "Academy guards, heed my command. Assist these soldiers and follow their lead."

"Yes!"

And thus, a massacre unfolded in the academy.

Someone roared furiously, "Xia Huyou, what are you doing?"

That was an old man.

"Xia Huyou, are you rebelling?"

When Xia Huyou saw the newcomer, he sighed, "Grandpa Changqing, you're here."

It was Xia Changqing, a vice principal of the academy.

Xia Huyou said, "Grandpa Changqing, as per Second Granduncle's command, you should be in Nanyuan right now."

Xia Changqing's expression changed slightly as he argued, "That is a battleground of Sunmoons. I'm not a Sunmoon. It's pointless for me to go. I'm better off staying behind to protect the academy and its students."

Xia Huyou nodded. He looked at Ji Hong, smiled, and ordered, "Director Ji, kill him."

Ji Hong blanked out.

He wondered if he had misheard the order. Xia Changqing was a member of the Xia Family. As a peak Mountainsea, he was a valuable member of the family.

"Director Ji, are you disobeying a direct order?"

Ji Hong shivered slightly as he realized the implication of this. With a roar, a massive seal shot out. Xia Changqing's expression changed drastically as he roared in fury, "You dare? I'm a member of the Xia Family! My father is a brother of Great Xia King! Xia Huyou, how dare you order harm to your senior?"

Xia Huyou ignored those words. He merely watched on coldly. Since Xia Changqing was a member of the Xia Family, he shouldn’t be the one to disobey a military command issued by the family.

Even those who were not a part of their family were fighting for them in Nanyuan. How could a peak Mountainsea from the Xia Family run from the battle like this?

It did not take Ji Hong long to arrest Xia Changqing. After sealing Xia Changqing's body, he brought Xia Changqing before Xia Huyou. Still furious, the vice principal shouted, "Xia Huyou, how dare you? Have you forgotten that during your childhood—"

Xia Huyou merely sighed with regret. He looked at Ji Hong and shook his head. Why was the director holding back?

He drew his blade. The blade of Xia.

"Grandpa Changqing, may you not find yourself a member of Xia Family in your next life..."

With a regretful sigh, he brought the blade down.

A fountain of blood sprayed above while a severed head dropped to the ground.

On that severed head, Xia Changqing's eyes were still wide with disbelief.

His sea of willpower attempted to reform itself, but it was frozen by Ji Hong. With another swing of Xia Huyou's blade, the sea of willpower broke apart.

Xia Changqing had died.

A member of the Xia Family, a peak Mountainsea, and a vice principal of the academy had been personally beheaded by Xia Huyou. This act was a sufficient demonstration of his determination to the soldiers around them.

Anyone who had avoided the call to battle was to be executed.

A military order had been issued by the Xia Family for many to participate in the battle at Nanyuan. By being here, they had essentially disobeyed a military command. Only Xia Huyou could carry out the punishment. Nobody would dare to punish someone like Xia Changqing otherwise.

With the death of Xia Changqing, multiple individuals emerged from the academy. In the lead was none other than the recently returned Zhou Mingren. A Sunmoon. Behind him were several elders, each a Mountainsea expert. And behind the Mountainseas were twenty to thirty Skysoars and Cloudbreaches.

Xia Huyou regarded the group and smiled, "Faculty Head Zhou, according to the military order, you are supposed to be in Nanyuan as well. Why are you here?"

With a sigh, Zhou Mingren said, "If I say that I'm protecting the academy under the Knowledge Seeking Realm's order, would you believe me?"

"Yes." Xia Huyou nodded. He continued, "But this is Great Xia."

An elder behind Zhou Mingren countered furiously, "We're cultural researchers! Not warriors! We're only in charge of research!"

"And what have you produced from your research?" Xia Huyou laughed, "Just because you're a cultural researcher, you only need to concern yourself with research. You call yourself a cultural researcher when you have failed to produce anything from so many years of research? If you're like one of those Great Ming researchers who specialize in some niche topics, I can excuse your seeming incompetence. After all, we have a few such cultural researchers in Great Xia as well. None of them has been called to battle. As for the likes of you...kill them."

Rumble!

Both Ji Hong and the white dragon attacked together.

A battle erupted as the elders resisted.