Fang Hao read out word by word: "Huang Mei of Tianfeng Sect, Ancient Sophora japonica of Xixuanmen, Qi Yuanhang of Tianmiao..."
The names Fang Hao read out were all top masters of the Xuan Realm from the Kyushu Martial Alliance, and they were all people who died in battle.
Later, the names of the masters of the life and death realm of each sect were also written, as well as the generals who died in the battle.
Fang Hao directly ordered: "Erect a monument to Lao Tzu at the highest place behind the palace in the Holy City, and inscribe on it the names of all those who died fighting for the Qin Dynasty."
"Your Majesty, how big a monument does this need?" Ford seemed unable to imagine.
Fang Hao looked solemn and said, "I will erect the monument myself!"
On this day, Fang Hao left the city for the first time, and a mountain outside the holy city was split open by Fang Hao with a knife.
Soon, a stone tablet that was probably several thousand meters long and wide was carried step by step by Fang Hao into the Holy City.
Half a day later, it stood behind the palace and became the most eye-catching and tallest symbol of the Holy City.
From a distance, the palace seems to be a huge tomb, and that stone tablet is the tombstone.
The names one by one are engraved on it.
Shortly after the stele was completed, the peak battle suddenly stopped, and the battle resumed its previous regular battle.
During this period of time, although Great Qin suffered a lot of casualties, many masters from the Chu Kingdom, Wutu Kingdom, and the Kingdom of God also suffered heavy casualties. Similarly, the war between gods and immortals was a disaster. Naturally, it was not only the warriors of Great Qin who were killed in the battle, but also those killed in the battle.
There are soldiers from other countries.
On the battlefield, no one is an exception and can be spared. Maybe his head will be dislocated and his body will end.
But when Xiao Qi read to Fang Hao that the peak battle suddenly ended, her eyes instantly shone with high fighting spirit.
"Is it finally here?"
Xiaoqi asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, who is coming?"
Fang Hao spit out a sentence: "What do you think they should do if they want to end this battle as soon as possible?"
Xiaoqi's expression suddenly changed: "Your Majesty is saying that they are coming to the Holy City?"
"Is there anything that can end faster than destroying the opponent's capital and killing the opponent's emperor?" Fang Hao wanted to say this, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.
Xiaoqi's face was a little pale, but her eyes were firm: "Your Majesty, for this plan, we must immediately dispatch the top experts to return. Now only Your Majesty and the Queen are left in the Holy City, as well as Fang Cuicui, Miss Li Weiwei,
and King Li Tian were both sent out by His Majesty."
"Sending them out is because they are indeed needed on the battlefield. However, if they return, they will be in danger of breaking through. It doesn't matter. This holy city is not something anyone can come to if they want." Fang Hao waved his hand and asked Xiao Qi to leave.
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Fang Hao's guess was indeed correct. The battle in Kyushu resulted in countless casualties, and the martial arts masters also suffered extremely heavy losses.
And not long after, the top leaders of the Chu Kingdom, the Divine Kingdom, and the Utu Kingdom were all very distressed. They could retain some of their strength, and then they would have greater confidence when the three kingdoms competed for supremacy again.
Of course, this is not the decision of the top management of the Three Kingdoms, but the decision of the powerful forces behind the Three Kingdoms.
On this day, several men and women wearing Taoist robes flew out from the Shangqing Peak of Sanqing Mountain.
The first person was Master Mingxiu, one of Qiu Yi's three direct disciples.
What he did was related to Fang Hao, and Master Wuwei was banned from Sanqing Mountain.
Master Mingxiu flew out of Sanqing Mountain with a few people, looked at the endless mountains around him, and said with some sadness: "I haven't been out of the mountains for I don't know how many years, and there are still disputes outside."
A middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly handed over his hand. This person was Tian Quan, a disciple of Master Wuwei. Tian Quan said: "Uncle Master, Fang Hao didn't cause all this. If it weren't for Fang Hao, all the nine provinces would be unified by Chu State."
Already."
"You can't say that. There is no Qin State, but there is also the Divine Kingdom of Wutu. Although I have never been out, I still know what is going on outside."
There are several other Taoist priests, both male and female, but Tianquan is the only disciple of Master Wuwei, and the rest are all disciples of Mingxiu.
"Uncle Master said that." Tian Quan lowered his head, but smiled because he was finally able to kill Fang Hao legitimately.
Immediately afterwards, Ming Xiu led a kind of Sanqing Mountain master to ride on a rare and exotic beast and fly to the south, which was the direction of the Holy City.
In the sky above Wutu Kingdom, Xuanyuan Heyu, dressed in black robes, still wore a mask. The black robe on his body moved automatically in the wind, like a god standing in the sky.
Soon, several Holy Spirit Cult priests in the same attire but without masks stood bowed below Xuanyuan Heyu, seeming to be waiting for Xuanyuan Heyu's orders.
Xuanyuan Heyu looked to the west, which was the direction of Da Qin. Xuanyuan Heyu suddenly said to himself in an incomprehensible tone: "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."
After saying that, Xuanyuan Heyu took the lead and flew towards the west, followed by several other priests, following at an astonishing speed.
In the direction of the Kingdom of God, perhaps today is the happiest day for Yu Tiangang in the past few months.
Yu Tiangang even dreamed of killing Fang Hao. However, although he was the great protector of the Shenming Sect, he had to admit that he was no match for Fang Hao now.
Otherwise, he would probably have lost his patience and wanted to kill Fang Hao, as well as Fang Hao's women and children!
But this time, Yu Tiangang was confident because he was led by Mr. Honglian, who he admired and respected very much and was only slightly lower than his sect leader.
Not to mention Fang Hao, even the Huang Sha from the Blood Fiend Sect may not be Mr. Honglian’s opponent.
Mr. Honglian has a somewhat strange name, but he is a powerful figure well-known in all nine states. The number of people who have come to the Kingdom of God to listen to Mr. Honglian’s lectures has been countless. Even powerful figures at the peak of the Xuanjing.
Many people come to listen to Mr. Honglian’s lectures, which also illustrates Mr. Honglian’s power from the side.
Yu Tiangang took two guardians, and Mr. Honglian took two followers. They simply flew to the north, which was the direction of Da Qin and the Holy City.
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When powerful men from the three forces rushed to the Holy City, Chu State and Yun He walked out of their mansion.
But at this moment, a woman stopped Yun He: "Where are you going, Imperial Master?"
Yunhe scratched his head and glanced at the woman, then said calmly: "Don't talk about fairies, asking questions knowingly?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll go with you." Mo Tan said.
Yun He frowned slightly: "Want to see how Fang Hao died?"
Mo Tan did not nod or shake his head, but said: "How can a little girl be absent from such a grand event?"
"Then please."
Yun He soared into the sky in an instant. Mo Tan quickly followed, but in the air, Mo Tan asked: "National Master, what should I do if Li Weiwei blocks him?"
"No need for the fairy to worry." Yunhe's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't want to talk more.
In fact, this has always been something Yun He has been worried about. He only has one apprentice in his life, and the other apprentices have long since died. Although his expression is indifferent, there is no way he can let go.
Yunhe felt a little helpless in his heart.
"I just hope that Gu Bufeng can stop her. If you want to complain, just blame your teacher." Yun He thought bitterly in his heart. (To be continued)