World of Cultivation - Volume 06 - All Hail Our King

by Fang Xiang

  Everyone had heavy hearts. When they found that all of the people in Nether Realm opposed them, they found how minuscule their power was.

  Hai Xin Bing was truly skilled!

  Everyone's gazes gathered on Zuo Mo. They had no plans left.

  Yet what surprised them was that Zuo Mo did not show any panic, and actually had a bemused expression. However, something seemed to be burning in that pair of eyes.

  Everyone stilled, King was … …

  Before they could understand, they heard Zuo Mo speak, "From where we are, which is the shortest path to Nether King Palace?"

  An Mo pointed at a route that had been labelled in red on the jie map. "This one! This was our original plan, but now, the enemy most likely would have set up many obstacles on this path to stop us from reaching Nether King Palace. I suggest that we choose a more hidden … …"

  Zuo Mo interrupted An Mo's words and said decisively, "We will go on this path!"

  An Mo panicked. "King! The enemy will have sent large numbers of battalions on this path, even if we can break through, the time spent … …we would miss the coronation"

  An Mo's commanders spoke in agreement to try to stop Zuo Mo. They were more familiar with Nether Realm. They knew that this path would be one that the enemy would heavily defend! Everyone even knew that An Mo saying the path would take time was just to save King's face. In their view, with the manpower they had now, they could not break through the other's defense lines!

  Liang Wei did not speak, but his expression was also one of disagreement. The rebels would set up great obstacles on the shortest route to stop them from reaching Nether King Palace.

  However, Liang Wei had settled down after the hardships of the past years. While he was slightly puzzled, he also knew that Zuo Mo was not a rash person. Also, behind Zuo Mo was a powerful genius like Pu Pu. How could he make such a common mistake?

  Liang Wei did not find Pu Pu around Zuo Mo. He guessed that Pu Pu was a hidden advisor that helped Zuo Mo through the Ten Finger Prison.

  Had Mo Cloud Sea's battalions already arrived?

  Liang Wei shook his head. It would appear that the arrival of Vermillion Bird Camp or Sin Battalion would greatly increase their manpower, but in Liang Wei's view, this was not a good move.

  Mo Cloud Sea's battalions were from the outside, but this battle was one internal to the Nether Realm. If Zuo Mo's identity as the king of Mo Cloud Sea was exposed, Zuo Mo would be considered an outsider in the eyes of most people. Hai Xin Bing only needed to make some waves, and the great majority of the people would side with Hai Xin Bing.

  No one liked to be ruled by an outsider, even if Zuo Mo was appointed the successor by the old Nether King. All the factions of Nether Realm would rebel.

  While Zuo Mo at present was weak in the eyes of other people, no one doubted his legitimacy as the new nether king. They just had insufficient confidence in him.

  Zuo Mo looked around. His gaze flashed with strong confidence. They were no weighty presence but people could feel the great power.

  Under this kind of gaze, everyone quieted.

  Zuo Mo smiled slightly and suddenly asked a completely unrelated question, "How did Shi unite the Nether Realm?"

  An Mo stilled and then had a reminiscing expression. "In the past, King lead us across the Nether Realm and we conquered jie by jie. King was too powerful. No one was able to stop us. Everywhere we passed, all the factions submitted!"

  Many of the people present had participated in the war to unite the Nether Realm back then. In that war that was not very long, Shi had been unrivalled. When they thought back to it now, they couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of their hearts!

  In their minds, that was a grand and glorious campaign.

  But soon, their thoughts came back. They felt slightly dispirited. Compared to the glory of the past, they were in decline now!

  Zuo Mo detected the changes in expression. He smiled but then he quickly put away his smile. The light in his eyes grew stronger as he said seriously, "If that's the case, then just like Shi in the past, we will fight jie by jie on our path to Nether King Palace."

  All of the noise disappeared. The entire camp was so quiet the drop of a pin could be heard.

  Everyone gaped as they looked dazedly at Zuo Mo. They couldn't speak.

  Zuo Mo's voice clearly passed into the ears of everyone in the camp. His voice was not fast, not excited, not deep, but seemed to carry a power that could reach into their hearts.

  "If only by conquering them will I be able to step onto the throne, if only by defeating them will they shut their mouths, if only battle can bring peace, if only power can make Nether Realm submit. So be it."

  Zuo Mo sat straight, his eyes becoming burning bright, but his tone still calm and flat, filled with great confidence. For some reason, the blood in everyone's bodies started to heat up, and their breathing started to become heavy.

  As Zuo Mo's expression became authoritative, his tone slowly became cold.

  "The honor and glory of the King will not be challenged! Since only by washing the throne in their blood will they understand, then we will conquer them, crush them, destroy them! Use battle and death to command them, submit or die!"

  The eyes of all of the mo battle generals, including An Mo, turned red, their breathing deepened as their eyes widened!

  Among the mo, the king was unparalleled!

  Zuo Mo stood up. The lines of his face were so cold they seemed to be carved from the stone. He looked around expressionlessly.

  Woosh, everyone stood up. They threw out their chests. They hadn't expected that King would be so strong and domineering, their fighting spirits were roaring!

  "I will lead you, fight jie by jie, to Nether King Palace!"

  "Yes!" All of the mo commanders responded. They were excited and wanted to move immediately.

  "Liang Wei! Fei Lei!" Zuo Mo said gravely.

  "Present!" Liang Wei and Fei Lei responded.

  Zuo Mo looked directly at Liang Wei and ordered, "You will lead the King's Horn to protect the flanks."

  "Yes!" The two unhesitatingly responded. Zuo Mo's cold and icy gaze was filled with indescribable pressure. Their hearts uncontrollably tensed.

  Everyone knew, the king was angry!

  The astounding pressure that Zuo Mo released caused every person's heart to instinctively tremble. For some reason, they also felt an unusual excitement and ecstasy.

  The previous Zuo Mo had a good temper and treated people well. Everyone liked him, but in their view, he was not qualified to be the nether king because he lacked the domineering presence of a king!

  The mo liked combat. They forever revered those strong. Logic was nothing, and not as enjoyable as fists!

  The entire battalion quickly gathered. An Mo's battalion contained almost all the experts of Western Jail Mansion. While they were not many in number, they were powerful.

  When they heard that King was about to lead them personally to fight to Nether King Palace, the entire battalion boiled over! They had heard enough of the rumors in the past few days. They did not fear battle.

  It should be like this!

  Everyone had the same thoughts.

  When they saw Zuo Mo appear at the front of the ranks, the cheers shook the sky. The entire battalion was energized, and everyone was extremely exhilarated.

  From now, King would lead them to fight to Nether King Palace!

  There seemed to be a ball of fire burning in Zuo Mo's chest. He was truly angry. Shi did not have much time. If they were constantly delayed like this, he would not be able to ascend to the throne of the Nether King before Shi's death.

  Zuo Mo decided to use the simplest and crudest method to solve the problem.

  Since Shi had united the Nether Realm like this back then, then he would do it as well!

  At present, he had the ability.

  He rode a Copper-Boned Nether Bird King. This Copper-Boned Nether Bird King was about the height of three people added t
ogether, the wingspan seven zhang, and enormous in stature. The bird did not have any feathers, and the copper bones were neatly arranged in rows. Its skin was thick, and it was strong, extremely fast, but it had a terrible temper. Usually, it was only willing to let An Mo ride it.

  Yet when Zuo Mo rode the bird, it was unusually tame and obedient. The soldiers were extremely surprised.

  When An Mo handed over the reins, he was about Zuo Mo's safety so he stood by Zuo Mo's side.

  Zuo Mo picked out a gold crystal sword from his ring and waved it a few times. His movements looked unprofessional and made An Mo worry slightly.

  Directing a battalion was not the same as fighting as an individual. He did not know what King's skill in this area was. King had never shown it before.

  "Are you prepared?" Zuo Mo asked without turning his head back.

  An Mo shook. "Prepared!"

  He glanced at Zuo Mo and asked carefully, "King, should we ask about the other's origins?"

  Zuo Mo glanced at An Mo and then moved his gaze away. "No need."

  Meeting King's gaze, An Mo's heart suddenly jumped. The coldness in King's gaze was completely undisguised. Even he, a battle general that had been through hundreds of battles, felt completely cold all over.

  Zuo Mo stared forward and said coldly, "Anyone that is in front of us is our enemy! Anyone that is our enemy shall surrender or die!"

  An Mo suddenly felt a chill.

  Sitting on the back of Copper-Boned Nether Bird King, Zuo Mo raised the gold crystal sword in his hand. The golden sword flashing with blinding light under the sun like the king's banner.

  Everyone raised the mo weapons in their hands with enthusiasm.

  The mo weapons were like a forest and the killing intent rose into the sky!

  Translator Ramblings: Zuo Mo doesn’t get the Nether Realm for free. It’s to be expected. No one wants to be ruled by someone unknown.

  Chapter 883: The First Battle

  The enemy clearly hadn't thought that they would immediately start fighting without even exchanging a greeting. The mission they had received was to harass and delay the speed of Zuo Mo's troops.

  When Zuo Mo appeared at the front of the battalion, it caused a wave of exclamations from the enemy. What did this person want to do? The camp immediately shifted.

  Zuo Mo didn't even bat an eyelash. His upraised sword suddenly swung down!

  "Kill!"

  Zuo Mo charged out first against the enemy.

  The generals shouted in unison, "Kill!"

  The battalion that had been gathering their power charged out behind Zuo Mo like a overflowing dam!

  The thunderous roars caused the enemy battalion to panic even more.

  Zuo Mo's face was cold and emotionless. Once again, he raised the sword in his hand.

  Everyone unconsciously raised the mo weapons in their hands. King was like a power whirlpool. Their shen power was gathering towards King at an astounding rate!

  They felt an indescribable sensation. Usually, they were the ones that sent shen power. This time, they felt as though their shen power was being drawn away.

  It was this unique attractive force that made them send out their shen power without even thinking.

  These experts of Western Jail Mansion were experienced in battle and reacted quickly. Many of them quickly detected a problem and their expressions suddenly changed!

  The shen power that each of them had sent out just now was two times the usual amount!

  Not good!

  They almost jumped in alarm.

  The mo fighting method was different from the other two races. In a mo battalion, each member would send shen power towards the battle general, the shen power would gather at the battle general, and then the battle general would release it in an attack. Due to the condensation of power, a mo battalion's attack was extremely strong.

  But the amount of shen power that each mo battalion member would sent out was strictly limited each time. This was the crucial aspect of a mo battalion's skill. Using a one-thousand member battalion as an example, if every person sent slightly less shen power, the amount of shen power that would gather on the battle general would dramatically decrease. But if everyone sent just a little more shen power, it would be a calamity for the battle general. Shen power that surpassed the tolerance of the battle general's body would cause the battle general to die.

  This battalion had followed An Mo for a long time. An Mo's powerful body allowed him to withstand an astounding amount of shen power. The amount of shen power they usually sent was already greater than other battalions.

  Yet just now, they had seemed to be possessed, and the shen power they sent was twice the usual amount!

  Even An Mo Daren would not be able to withstand such a terrifying amount of shen power!

  The minds of these experienced Western Jail Mansion experts blanked in terror. They seemed to see King being overwhelmed by the shen power and explode into countless pieces.

  The following scene stunned them dumb.

  The scene in their eyes would be deeply imprinted in their minds. They would never forget in their lives. When they talked about the past glories with their descendants, this scene would always cause them to lose focus, and their bodies to shake, and lips to tremble.

  On the back of the Copper-Boned Nether bird King, a terrifying amount of shen power shrouded King. Because the shen power was so thick, King's figure even became blurry.

  But that seemed to be an illusion. The blurry figure quickly became clear.

  The shen power that was so concentrated it was almost tangible furiously flooded into the sword in his hand.

  The upraised sword flashed with blinding golden light like a bright sun. They were not able to see the shape of the sword. King held the sun up high, his back straight as he looked down on the world.

  Zuo Mo's face seemed so cold and hardened, as if it was made from granite. His eyes were so bright people could not look directly at them. The eyes were filled with dominance and invasiveness.

  As the shen power flooded into the gold flow sword, the sword turned into liquid metal. It could not tolerate shen power. But Zuo Mo did not seem to feel it. His eyes looked unmovingly at the enemies in front of him.

  His right hand didn't even change from how it had gripped the sword.

  He could clearly see the terror and panic on the faces of the enemy. He could clearly see the openings in the battalion that had occurred due to chaos. He could see the enemy's timidity and lack of fighting spirit.

  His mind was unaffected.

  He was King!

  No one could stop him!

  "Kill!"

  The deep roar exploded in people's minds like thunder, deep and with soul-shaking power.

  The ball of light that was like a blinding sun in his hand moved down!

  The ball of light that was a mix of shen power and liquid metal flew towards the enemy battalion.

  The enemy battle general finally regained his clarity. His face was bloodless.

  Motherf**er!

  He swore in hopelessness. All of the information said that the new king was weak. He wanted to say to those people, open your eyes and see, this is weak?

  But he knew that if he could not stop this attack, everyone would die here today!

  He roared ferociously and charged towards the ball of light.

  Just as he was about to collide with the ball of light, the light suddenly exploded.

  No one could describe this attack!

  The blinding ball of light suddenly exploded. Everyone suddenly felt their field of view turn completely white. When their vision recovered, a golden sea of light had completely consumed the enemy battalion. The liquid metal had turned into countless slender dark red lines that swept through in the golden sea of light piercing enemy ranks.

  Everyone was astounded by the scene in front of them. They didn't even feel their bodies trembling instinctively.

  The weaker enemies had been immediately turned to dus
t by the golden light. The golden light was stunningly powerful, but what was truly frightening were the bright red slender threads. The gold flows of metal liquid had exploded into metal drops that were the size of beans. These metal droplets were expelled astoundingly fast from within the golden light, almost unstoppable, and able to penetrate multiple people in an instant.

  The enemy battalion seemed to have been viciously shredded.

  When the light dissipated, there were less than three hundred people standing in the enemy battalion. They were scattered around, their expressions blank as though they did not understand what had happened.

  Everyone knew that these people were finished. This battalion was finished.

  A short silence appeared on the battlefield.

  The surviving enemies had not recovered from the first attack, and the Western Jail Mansion experts behind Zuo Mo had been completely stunned by Zuo Mo's shocking attack.

  "An Mo!"

  The cold voice broke the battlefield's deathly silence.

  An Mo shook and his thoughts came back. His face still held traces of disbelief. If he had only felt loyal to Zuo Mo before due to loyalty to the king, now, he was completely won over by Zuo Mo.

  He bowed on the mo steed as he responded, his voice trembling slightly, "Present!"

  "Fifteen minutes, clear the battlefield!"

  Zuo Mo's tone was unquestionable and decisive.

  An Mo was not discontent at all. He accepted his orders without hesitation. "Yes!"

  He turned and picked a few dozen steeds to charge towards the enemy battalion. When they came in front of the enemy battalion, those remaining survivors seemed to not realize the arrival of death. They stood there soullessly in shock.

  An Mo's heart felt a wave of coldness. He knew that King's attack just now had completely destroyed these people's spirits. Even if these people survived, they would never step on to the battlefield again.

  Fei Lei's body shook. His eyes were wide as he stared at the scattered battle formation. He did not know that his face was covered in tears.

  King!

  This was a king!

  He finally saw the birth of the mo's new king!

  Everyone was completely won over by the domineering attack. Such a strong attack, this was King! Even they would not be able to do anything against this attack.