178: Wang Kaishan and the Declaration of War

“Peng!”

The figure fell from the Void Realm, then landed steadily on the ground.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Lin Yi felt a sense of relief in his heart and let out a long breath.

“Phew! I finally survived!”

“This Yuan Emperor is truly shameless! The dignified number one powerhouse of the Nine Provinces Continent, who previously had an agreement with the Buddhist World-Honored One and the others, actually disregarded his reputation to attack me this time. He has absolutely no shame.”

“But considering that this shameless old scoundrel personally and brazenly chased and attacked me the last time he saw me first enter the Martial Emperors Relic Palace, it's normal that he couldn't restrain himself now that he sees me getting stronger step by step.”

“It's just a pity that my innate grade substitute death doll was gone before I even had a chance to warm it up in my hands.”

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel regretful.

The innate grade substitute death doll is absolutely a life-saving treasure!

It can save one's life even when facing a Divine-Grade powerhouse, which is probably unique across the entire Nine Provinces Continent.

Yet, it was used up after being in his hands for less than ten days. This was truly unfortunate.

“However, on the other hand, given the level of shamelessness of this old scoundrel Yuan Emperor, even if he hadn't attacked me this time, he would have eventually attacked me once the strength I displayed later became greater.”

“Therefore, his attack this time merely moved the timeline forward!”

“Moreover, although the loss this time was huge, it was not without benefits for me.”

Lin Yi pondered, his eyes flashing with brilliant light:

“At the very least, after this feigned death, the Great Yuan Dynasty's search efforts for me will surely decrease significantly, perhaps even dropping to zero. After all, who would waste too much effort on a dead person?”

“In this way, with my proficiency in the Disguise Technique, as long as I don't deliberately display overly powerful strength, keep a low profile, and disguise myself as an ordinary second, third, fourth, or even Fifth-rank Martial Artist, I can travel safely throughout the Nine Provinces.”

“Furthermore, my 'Human World Blade God' talent originally required me to take the mountains, rivers, and all things as my teachers to unleash its maximum power.”

“In fact, my original plan was to travel the world after dealing with King Lie, seeking enlightenment in the Dao and the Blade, hoping to achieve Perfection in Saint-level Martial Art and comprehend a Dao path soon.”

“Now that Yuan Emperor has 'killed' me, it conveniently means I won't have people from the Great Yuan Dynasty interfering while I travel the world, allowing me to focus wholeheartedly on comprehending the Dao and the Blade. This has actually turned into a good thing!”

“As for my parents, with Senior Brother Jiang, the Sect Master, and even the Old Ancestor looking after them, even if their status isn't as glorious as when I was 'alive,' at least no one would dare bully them. I can rest assured.”

“Haha! Alright! That settles it! From today onward, Lin Yi of the Heavenly Mountain Sect, the fourth highest expert on the Heaven List, has died at the hands of Yuan Emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty.”

“Now, the only one alive is an ordinary Fifth-rank Martial Artist, Wang Kaishan of the Great Mountain Splitting Palm! Hahaha!”

With his mind made up, Lin Yi burst into laughter in the dense forest, and his body immediately began to change rapidly.

“Crack! Crack!”

Accompanied by the sound of shifting bones, in the blink of an eye, Lin Yi transformed from an incredibly handsome youth into a burly man with a rugged appearance, enormous hands, and thick calluses covering his palms.

“Haha! Not bad!”

Looking at his new appearance, Lin Yi laughed again, extremely satisfied.

Wang Kaishan—taking the surname of Lin Yi's friend, Wang Kai, and taking the name from the first sword technique he cultivated, the Great Mountain Opening Sword Technique.

As for the Great Mountain Splitting Palm?

Martial arts at the Fifth-rank level, even if they weren't blade techniques,

Lin Yi could easily create thousands of them, relying on his formidable Comprehension Ability and his Martial Arts Techniques Realm, which surpassed many martial arts.

Thus, almost instantaneously, the identity of the Fifth-rank Martial Artist “Great Mountain Splitting Palm” Wang Kaishan, an identity completely unrelated to Lin Yi, was established.

“The vast Nine Provinces and the myriad phenomena of the Mortal World—let's start here in Heavenly Dragon Prefecture of Qingzhou!”

With a slight smile, Lin Yi then walked out of the dense forest empty-handed... Meanwhile, on the other side.

“Start the war! Start the war! We must start the war!”

Inside a massive hall at the Wanxiang Tower headquarters, Old Ancestor Yan Hui roared, his eyes bloodshot, addressing the leaders of the Three Great Sacred Lands and the Martial Saints who had been invited:

“That dog thief Yuan Emperor is despicable and shameless! Despite having an agreement, he openly tore it up and personally attacked and brutally murdered Lin Yi, the peerless Prodigy of my Heavenly Mountain Sect.”

“Furthermore, the last time I brought Lin Yi into the Martial Emperors Relic Palace, he even tried to kill me.”

“With such an arrogant and tyrannical way of doing things, who can guarantee that the Prodigies in your Sects who have the potential to become Martial Saints, or even you yourselves, won't be directly assassinated by that shameless old scoundrel?”

“Rather than waiting for him to attack repeatedly and defeat us one by one, why don't we proactively start a war and teach him a harsh lesson? Even if we can't kill both Martial Saints of the Great Yuan Dynasty besides that old thief Yuan Emperor, we should at least kill one of them to make him truly feel the pain!”

“That's right!”

As soon as Old Ancestor Yan Hui finished speaking, Old Ancestor Bei Zhen, dressed in white, immediately nodded in agreement:

“That old thief Yuan Emperor is truly too arrogant and shameless, usually not even putting us Martial Saints in his eyes.”

“Now, openly tearing up the agreement, killing Lin Yi, and gravely injuring Yan Hui, he has completely crossed the line.”

“If we continue to turn a blind eye this time, who can guarantee that the old scoundrel won't do something even worse next time?”

“I think he has been the number one powerhouse in the Nine Provinces for too long and has become so arrogant that he forgot that although we Martial Saints are not his match, if we join forces, we have the strength to wipe out all his subordinates and even severely injure him personally.”

“Therefore, I believe Brother Yan Hui is right. This time, we must start a war! We must teach him a harsh lesson!”

Old Ancestor Bei Zhen's voice was firm. He and Old Ancestor Yan Hui were Martial Saints of neighboring Great States, were similar in age, had known each other since they were young, and already had an excellent relationship.

Although Lin Yi's relationship with his Wanlong Chamber of Commerce was not as close as with the Heavenly Mountain Sect, he was still considered a Genius of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce.

Now that Yuan Emperor had destroyed him so easily, how could he not be angry? Naturally, he wanted fierce revenge!

“Amitabha!”

Seeing the two Martial Saint Old Ancestors filled with righteous indignation, while other Old Ancestors had varying expressions—some with cold lights in their eyes, some silent with heads bowed, and some frowning—the Buddhist World-Honored One, usually a smiling, plump monk, now looked serious and spoke softly:

“Since both benefactors wish to wage war against the Great Yuan Dynasty, let us follow the old rules and vote by a show of hands!”

“As long as the number of benefactors who agree exceeds those who oppose, our Alliance will immediately declare war on the Great Yuan Dynasty. Otherwise, this matter will have to be dropped!”

“Alright! Benefactors, let the voting begin! Those who agree to start the war, please raise your hands!”

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

As soon as the Buddhist World-Honored One finished speaking, eight Martial Saints, including Old Ancestor Yan Hui and Old Ancestor Bei Zhen, raised their hands.

“Good! Now, benefactors who disagree, please raise your hands!”

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

As the words fell, six Martial Saints simultaneously raised their hands.

“Good!”

Looking at the voting results, the Buddhist World-Honored One nodded lightly:

“The voting is concluded. Eight votes in favor, six votes against, and three abstentions. The number of those agreeing exceeds the number opposing.”

“Since that is the case, starting tomorrow, our Alliance shall declare war on the Great Yuan Dynasty!”