“What’s wrong with the Jiangdong Martial Way? The Jiangdong Martial Way can…”
The Sword Saint subconsciously threw a temper tantrum.
But soon, the Sword Saint fell silent.
The original angry emotion quickly dissipated.
In its place, there was a sense of helplessness.
“Is it Jiangdong?”
“It’s not surprising that his homeland would react in such a way.”
The Sword Saint knew, of course, what the land of Jiangdong was.
It was the place that once belonged to Ye Fan.
And that year, when the king of Jiangdong was in deep despair, they, the Martial God Hall, chose to stay out of the matter.
It was also from this incident that the Martial God Hall completely lost its control over the martial dao of Jiangdong.
In later years, the Martial Gods had also sent people to try to reorganise the Jiangdong Martial Way.
But it could not, the place in Jiangdong and the imprint left by that man was too deep.
Even after several years had pa*sed, the Jiangdong Martial Way was still only known as Chu Tianfan, not the Martial God Temple.
And now, the Martial God Hall is facing its demise, the Jiangdong Martial Dao is not listening to the orders and not coming to guard the Martial God Hall, there is really nothing surprising about such a reaction.
“Forget it, just don’t come.”
“The other provinces’ allied forces will be fine when they arrive.”
“Especially those provinces in Jiangbei and Tiannan that have strong martial power, just come to guard the Martial God Hall at Yanshan.”
The Martial God Hall had lost all its hearts in Jiangdong, and the Sword Saint did not expect the martial artists of Jiangdong to come and defend it to the death.
In any case, it was not a big deal to be short of one Jiangdong Martial Way in the greatness of Yanxia.
However, as soon as the words left the Sword Saint’s lips, the door to the hall was pushed open.
A man barged into the Martial God Hall in a panic, his eyes full of anxiety, “Sword Saint, Fist King, it’s not good.”
“Just… I have just received news that the Martial Dao alliance army from Jiangbei was 800 kilometres away from my Yanshan Martial God Hall when they suddenly changed course without being reported and went straight into Jiangdong!”
What?
“Diverted to Jiangdong?”
“Who is the leader of the Jiangbei Martial Path?”
“Contact him for me immediately!”
The Sword Saint suddenly became violent and raged.
“It’s been tried.”
“But it can’t be reached.”
The man under his command said in fear.
“Call again!”
“If once doesn’t work, then ten times, a hundred times!”
“Keep trying until you get through!”
“I have to ask this Jiangbei martial art, what are they up to at a time of life and death?”
“What’s the point of going to Jiangdong at this time?”
As the saying goes, the more critical the situation, the easier it is for chaos to arise.
Originally, the Chu Sect’s army was already making the Martial God Hall anxious.
Now, first, the Jiangdong Martial Path disobeyed the dispatch, and then the Jiangbei Martial Path changed its course without permission.
The Sword Saint only felt that this night, the Yanxia Martial Path seemed to be in total chaos.
“Jiangbei?”
“Sword Saint, I remember that the Lu family that was exterminated by Ye Fan before, wasn’t it the Jiangbei Martial Path?”
“What do you think, if they suddenly went to Jiangdong at this time, would they want to take advantage of the chaos to take revenge and want to plow Chu Tianfan’s grave?” Fist Emperor Mo Kucheng seemed to have remembered something and speculated at once.
The Sword Saint also remembered.
Back then, the entire Yanxia Martial Dao world was in an uproar because of the matter of the Lu family.
At that time, Ye Fan had not only stamped out the entire Lu family, but also killed many martial artists in Jiangbei.
Later on, the Jiangbei Martial Dao had always regarded Ye Fan as an enemy.
And now the Jiangbei Martial Dao had suddenly turned to Jiangdong, most likely, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to avenge what they had done back then.
“The leader of the Jiangbei Martial Way now is Zhang Jiuling, isn’t it!”
“That old thing, he’s really confused.”
“At a time of life and death for the Yanxia Martial Dao, he actually led the Jiangbei Martial Dao to take personal revenge?”
The Sword Saint trembled with anger.
“It’s through!”
“Sword Saint, Fist King, the call is through.”
After trying to make hundreds of phone calls, he finally reached the current leader of the Jiangbei Martial Way, Zhang Jiuling.
“Zhang Jiuling, how dare you answer my call.”
“Let me ask you, at a time of crisis in the Yanxia Martial Dao, you disobeyed orders and suddenly turned into Jiangdong, what do you want?”
“I am now ordering you as the Martial God Hall Master to quit Jiangdong for me immediately!”
“I know that your Jiangbei Martial Dao has some enmity with the Jiangdong Martial Dao.”
“But when a great enemy is at hand, how can there be infighting?”
“If you have a grudge, wait until later to avenge it!”
“Do you hear me?”
The Sword Saint’s words were filled with anger and he gave a direct order to Zhang Jiuling.
The Sword Saint had expected to hear Zhang Jiuling’s terrified explanation next.
However, to the Sword Saint’s surprise, Zhang Jiuling did not show any trepidation in the face of his reprimand.
On the contrary, he also said in an unusually solemn tone, without being condescending, “Is your Excellency the Martial God Hall Hall Master Sword Saint?”
“I only wanted to take your call this evening to inform you.”
“With immediate effect, my Jiangbei Martial Path has officially merged into the Jiangdong Martial Path, and will no longer respect the Martial God Hall as its Lord, and will no longer be under the orders of the Martial God Hall!”
“I hope you know.”
Zhang Jiuling’s majestic and serious voice sounded quietly.
It was not a loud voice, but when it fell on the Sword Saint’s ears, it exploded like a thunderstorm.
“Zhang Jiuling, do you… Do you know what you are talking about?”
“Do you dare to take responsibility for what you just said?”
The Sword Saint’s trembling voice was filled with sulking anger.
Perhaps because of his emotions, the Sword Sage’s always majestic and calm face had become lofty at this moment.
If not for the fact that they were thousands of miles apart, it was estimated that the Sword Saint would have pierced Zhang Jiuling’s heart with his sword long ago.
“Hahahaha…”
“In charge?”
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Jiuling suddenly burst into laughter.
“Responsible for who?”
“Responsible for you Sword Sage? Or are you responsible for your Martial God Hall?”
“You can even betray your compatriots, you can’t even shelter your countrymen, so why should I, the Jiangbei Martial Way, be responsible for you?”
“Sword Saint Hall Master, we have an old saying in Yanxia.”
“Those who gain the way will have more help, those who lose the way will have less to live for.”
“Back then, the Peerless Seal, Chu Tianfan, was besieged and killed by the Chu Sect outside the gates of the country, while you, as the leaders of the Yanxia Martial Dao, the Hall Masters of the Martial Gods, did nothing and sat back and watched as the first genius of my Yanxia was forced to kill himself!”
“From that moment on, I knew that you, the Sword Saint and the Fist King, would lose all your hearts!”
“The Martial God Hall is destined to be destroyed by your hands!”
Zhang Jiuling’s voice was stern, and his cold laughter was full of sarcasm and disappointment towards the Martial God Hall.
At one time, he had held the Martial God Hall in high esteem and regarded the Sword Sage and others as his idol and faith.
But ever since the battle in the East China Sea, when the Martial God Hall sat back and watched his countrymen being forced to kill themselves, Zhang Jiuling’s heart had been completely cold.
All he felt was that his faith had collapsed!
If a country’s highest martial institution could not protect the people of that country.
Then, what difference does it make to respect it and honour it any more?
Therefore, after the Chu Clan’s army was approaching Yanxia and the Yanshan Martial Hall called on martial practitioners from all over the country to defend the Martial Hall to their death, Zhang Jiuling decided, after discussing with Lu Ziming, to lead the martial practitioners from Jiangbei and go to Jiangdong.
Together with the martial artists of Jiangdong, they would guard Ye Fan’s hometown and the last pure land of martial arts in Yanxia.
As for the Martial God Hall, Zhang Jiuling and the others had long since seen that the momentum was already gone.
It was inevitable that it would be destroyed.
After all, even the God of War, Ye Qingtian, had withdrawn from the Martial God Hall.
The current Yan Mountain, relying only on those three seals, the Fist Emperor, the Sword Saint, and the Hao Tian Patriarch, would never be able to resist the Chu Sect’s flood of steel.
Therefore, to go to Yanshan and defend it to the death would be certain death.
The last hope of Yanxia’s martial dao was in Jiangdong.
The last way of life for the martial artists of Yanxia was also in Jiangdong!
“You are unbridled!”
“How dare you speak to me like that?”
“You are treasonous, you are a sinner of the nation, you Zhang Jiuling will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever.” The Sword Saint angrily chided.
“That’s enough!”
“Sword Saint, by now, do you still think that your Martial God Hall can represent the country, represent Yan Xia, and represent billions of subjects?”
“If we talk about betrayal, it is only you, the Sword Saint, and only the Martial God Hall that I betrayed.”
“To say that I betrayed the country, are you worthy of it?”
“If we talk about sinners of the nation, you and the Fist King are the ones.”
“If you hadn’t seen death in the first place, how would my Yanxia martial art have fallen this far?”
Zhang Jiuling poured out all the anger that had been lurking in his heart for a long time.
A few words were spoken with such force that they resounded like gold and stone.