Chapter 219 The Wrath of the Witch God
Yingying had just experienced the remodeling of tendons and veins, and had also changed her cultivation method. Her body was still a little weak, so Han Xu decided to stay in the Prince of Wei's mansion for a few more days to let Yingying recuperate.
After all, the Prince of Wei's mansion had the best chef in the entire southern border. If she left here, she would never be able to eat such delicious food again.
While Yingying was resting, Han Xu came to the Prince of Wei's study. After getting the Prince of Wei's permission, he stayed in the study all day long to accompany Mu Yao's portrait.
He wanted to take the portrait away, but then he thought that it would be too cruel to the Prince of Wei, so he didn't mention it.
In the past few days, the fact that the Wushen Cult was razed to the ground by the Suzaku Army led by Han Xu had spread to every corner of the southern border at the fastest speed under the arrangement of the Prince of Wei.
Overnight, the South Territory was in turmoil. The Wushen Sect, a sect that had existed in the South Territory for a thousand years, was wiped out in one day. Many believers went crazy and clamored to kill Han Xu first, and some even shouted to overthrow King Wei and reorganize the Wushen Sect.
Once someone began to instigate, a wave of anti-Wei Wang sentiment quickly swept across the country, and some even gathered a small group of people and marched towards Suzaku City.
But at this moment, King Wei began to turn over his cards.
First, those who approached Suzaku City and wanted to rebel all disappeared in one night, and even their bodies could not be found, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.
That is, after this night, in the cities of the South Territory, as long as anyone dared to say that he would rebel, someone would jump out and kill him immediately. No matter when and where, some people died on the street, some died in the restaurant, and even some died in the bed of a concubine.
Those who took action came and went quickly, and their methods were extremely sophisticated. They killed people with one blow. No one could see what they looked like. Even if someone saw them, after a quick glance, they could not recognize those killers whose faces were too ordinary to be ordinary in the vast crowd.
Then, the Suzaku Army went to various cities in person and tore down the temples dedicated to the witch god one by one. Anyone who blocked their way would be killed without mercy.
In just a few days, the land of the South Territory was a river of blood, and countless people died. In an instant, the attention of the entire dynasty was attracted here.
Among the four kings of different surnames, the King of Wei in the South Territory has always been the most low-key one.
After he was crowned king, he did not have many outstanding achievements, and he himself did not fight much.
Moreover, for many years, the most influential in the South Territory has always been the Witch God Cult, which also made the King of Wei's reputation weaker than the other three kings.
A king of a different surname who controls thousands of troops was actually robbed of the limelight by a Jianghu sect and has been suppressed for so many years. Therefore, in the eyes of those who are not aware of the situation, the King of Wei is even a bit cowardly.
When the King of Wei acted like thunder this time, he showed that he had razed the Wushen Sect to the ground, and then he was decisive in killing. Anyone who continued to support the Wushen Sect was killed without mercy. The killing he caused in the past few days was no less than a great war.
This time, the King of Wei once again showed his sharp fangs to the whole world, letting the world know who is the real master of the South.
It's like a sleeping lion, suddenly one day opened his eyes.
Just yawning, the world was shaken, and all beasts surrendered.
The King of Wei used the simplest and most direct way to solve the sequelae of the extermination of the Wushen Sect.
Killing, killing others to be terrified, killing others to lose their voices, killing others to never dare to mention the three words Wushen Sect again.
In the words of the King of Wei, no matter how deep the belief is, it can be cleansed from people's hearts after paying enough blood.
Of course, the King of Wei did not just know how to kill. While killing people, he listed the various crimes of the Wushen Cult. According to him, the Wushen Cult is a guild with ulterior motives, trying to control the people of the southern border through faith, but actually plotting against the law and attempting to rebel.
The most powerful evidence is that Han Xu led the Suzaku Army to easily flatten the Wushen Cult. If there is really a Wushen blessing, then where is the Wushen they believe in, why not take action?
In addition, in the document he sent, Han Xu was praised and called a hero of the southern border. It was he who found the evidence of the Wushen Cult's rebellion and successfully seized the Wushen Cult's Zhenjiao Shengong and Nanming Lihuo. The Wushen Cult framed him as a person who should be robbed.
This statement is obviously paving the way for Han Xu's future. The King of Wei had already sent the same document to the royal palace.
The power of public opinion is terrible. After the King of Wei took such a two-pronged approach, the effect was extremely significant. At least many people chose to believe the King of Wei's statement. After all, those who dared to publicly say that they did not believe it would not see the sun the next day.
Wushen Religion has become a forbidden word in the southern border. Once no one talks about it, it will be forgotten over time and disappear in the long river of history.
At the same time, somewhere in the God Realm.
Wushen has been furious during this period. The strong men under his command dare not approach the palace where he lives, because if they are not careful, they may be killed.
The reason for Wushen's rage is that the power of faith he has collected through the mortal world in the past few days is rapidly decreasing.
Temples were destroyed one by one, and he also knew everything that happened through the consciousness left in those temples. All this was because of the mortal named Han Xu.
A mortal actually trampled on the majesty of the gods. If this matter spreads, he will become a laughing stock in the entire God Realm.
The Witch God wanted to tear Han Xu and King Wei apart, but now he could only bear all the bitter consequences and was completely powerless.
That day, feeling that the power of faith was almost gone, the Witch God was furious in the hall. For a moment, the sky around him was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. He swore in the hall: "Han Xu, I swear that if I have the chance in the future, I will tear you into pieces and kill everyone related to you!"
Since the God Bridge broke, the reason why he could still practice so fast was because he had a constant supply of faith in the mortal world. But from now on, there will be no more faith, and he naturally can no longer maintain the same speed of practice as before.
How could the Witch God not be angry?
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In the early morning of that day, as soon as the sun rose, Han Xu and the Cavalry Battalion led by Yan Si set off. Of course, Chang De also followed them back to the royal city.
After saying goodbye to King Wei and Wei Kuang, Han Xu and his party set out on their return journey. King Wei also specially gave Han Xu a well-trained Fire Cloud Horse King, a fifth-grade demon beast. Han Xu was so majestic riding on it.
Of course, Han Xu was not polite at all about the spoils of the Wushen Cult. He put everything he liked into his space gem.
He found a guqin that reached the level of a supernatural spiritual treasure for Qing'er, and a pair of fire-attributed short knives suitable for Yingying, which were also supernatural spiritual treasures.
After walking out of the city gate, Han Xu looked back and saw King Wei standing on the city gate, and said loudly: "Uncle Wei, goodbye!"
"Go, brat!" King Wei also said loudly. At this moment, he completely lost the majesty of a superior, but instead looked like a kind elder. This look made the soldiers around him stare with their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.
Han Xu turned his head and no longer lingered. He left with a group of people and horses at lightning speed.
His plan was to return to the royal city as quickly as possible, as he hadn't seen Han Luoling for a long time.