The Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1934
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Chapter 1934: 1934
Chapter 1934: Shadow Fiend Speed!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
As the Great Tang celebrated, an invisible and immense machine centered around Wang Chong had begun to turn .
With Wang Chong’s approval, the hybrid rice was quickly sent to Mengshe Zhao, and just as predicted, Wang Chong’s personal letter caused great stir and unease amongst the officials of Mengshe Zhao . Fengjiayi soon personally wrote a letter to Wang Chong agreeing to his demands, in addition expressing his absolute loyalty to the Great Tang using the meekest of language .
On the Sindhu side, with Wang Chong’s intervention, the pace at which the impoverished and hungry Sindhi were moved to the Promised Land picked up .
However, using the autumn winds alone to reach the Promised Land was a little too primitive . Wang Chong had Zhang Shouzhi hasten the development of ‘sailing instruments’ and also began to consider using furnaces and steam to assist in the sailing .
As for Youzhou, results would not come so quickly .
Everything in Wang Chong’s orbit was operating in an orderly fashion .
The King of Foreign Lands Residence was heavily guarded .
Wang Chong had returned to his residence after visiting his mother .
Buzz!
In the main hall, Wang Chong sat cross-legged on the raised platform, red flight flashing around him . On his left was a dazzling golden sun, and on his right was a crimson blood moon . Stellar Energy surged within and without his body, almost packing every available inch of space .
As Wang Chong sat motionless, white tendrils of steam poured out of his head, obscuring his face from view .
At the back of Wang Chong’s hand, a faint halo had formed, exuding energy almost identical to that of the Subtle realm .
As Wang Chong breathed in and out, the halo resonated with that dimension and seemed to exchange something with it .
Through the principles of some law, Wang Chong’s energy transformed, and his aura continued to rise higher and higher .
The war of the northwest had been a hellish war that had created a land strewn with corpses, and the vicious fighting had left all the surrounding countries stunned .
But for Wang Chong, it had been a great harvest . In killing the Hierophant and the High Priest, he had obtained the Forbidden Art Sea and made a few other discoveries .
He had begun to more and more realize that there was an even higher realm above the Subtle realm, a hypothesis that had been further reinforced in the war of the northwest .
Khatabah and Wang Chong had both been in the Subtle realm, but Khatabah had been much stronger .
Wang Zhongsi, Wang Chong, Zhangchou Jianqiong… all of these people together had attacked him, but they had still barely been his match . Even an apex Behemoth like the King Ape had almost had its bones broken . In addition, Wang Chong had even used the mythical ‘Xuanyuan Sword’ in the battle .
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Given that they were both in the Subtle realm, there shouldn’t have been such a large gap .
Wang Chong sensed that Khatabah had surpassed the Subtle realm and had already begun to interact with a realm above it . Unfortunately, Khatabah had chosen to go on his eastern expedition, leading to his death .
There must be a higher realm above the Subtle realm, but what is it? And how can I get there?!
Wang Chong closed his eyes and pondered .
In this world, the apex of the martial arts world was the peak Saint Martial realm and the Great General level . There were no specific records on what came after that . Wang Chong had been able to reach his current level because of the Demonic Emperor Old Man’s many decades of study and research, allowing him to interact with this realm and smoothly ascend into it .
But before that, the Central Plains had no record of any Subtle realm .
There had been various legends, but they were all exaggerated in various ways and could not be trusted .
What lies above the Subtle realm is ethereal and unpursued . The person who has the most understanding of what lies above that realm is probably the Sage Emperor! Wang Chong quietly said to himself .
In his last life, his senior had determined through various clues that the Sage Emperor had gotten infinitesimally close to the Divine Martial realm . This had been an accepted fact in the apocalyptic era, but until then, very few people even knew the term ‘Divine Martial realm’ .
No one knew just how the Sage Emperor had managed to approach this realm . They could only conclude that it was due to his extraordinary talent and the privileges he had as Emperor .
The True Dragon, Son of Heaven, reigned high above and possessed indescribable nobility!
The hierarchy of the Great Tang was extremely strict! Sovereign was sovereign and subject was subject! Trying to gain an understanding of the Subtle realm from the Sage Emperor seemed plausible, but there was no way to actually try, at least right now .
But Wang Chong quickly got ahold of himself .
Buzz!
Space trembled, and suddenly, the shadow Wang Chong cast on the floor extended like it had a life of its own . It turned around and wrapped around Wang Chong’s body, then a moment later, he vanished .
At the entrance to the hall, a dark figure shaped exactly like Wang Chong appeared . Several steps away, another dark figure appeared, and then a third, a fourth…
This dark figure could be seen in every part of the hall, even floating in the air .
All of these dark figures were motionless, as if they had been frozen in time .
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These were shadows left behind when someone had broken through the limits of speed .
Most bizarre of all was that the hall was silent, with not even a rush of air . It was like all of this was part of a still painting .
Shadow Fiend Speed!
This was the unique movement technique used by the Shadow Fiends of the Kegang Empire found in the well of Hamuhad .
When this movement technique was pushed to its limits, not only did it surpass the Greater Void Step used by the men in black, it was also absolutely silent . One became like a ghost, giving off no emanations of energy and not even disturbing the air, almost fusing with it .
When the Nightmare Beast seized control of them, Wang Chong had invaded their minds, taking both their memories and this transcendent ‘Shadow Fiend Speed’ technique .
As the ‘Shadow Fiend Speed’ had been a part of the Shadow Fiends, not even the people of the Kegang Empire could wipe it from their memories . This was one of Wang Chong’s unexpected harvests from that journey .
Buzz!
More and more of Wang Chong’s ‘clones’ filled the hall, and by the end, the hall was full of nothing but him .
Whoosh! The dark figures were dispelled, and Wang Chong returned to his throne .
He opened his eyes and called out, “Come in!”
Creeeeak!
The door opened a crack, and as the sunlight peeped in, a long shadow was cast on the floor .
“The subordinate pays respect to the master!” said a dull and lifeless voice . Four or five steps away, a muscular figure wearing a black robe and a cold iron mask bowed to Wang Chong .
The moment this man appeared, the entire hall seemed to descend into an icy hell .
Jiange Governor Zhang Qiantuo!
Or perhaps it was better to call him ‘the faceless man’ .
Ever since he had put on the iron mask and sworn an oath to spend the rest of his life seeking out the men in black, the faceless man had disappeared from the public eye and had followed Wang Chong in the shadows .
Wang Chong had never limited his movements, nor did he make him recklessly reveal himself . In all of those major incidents and wars, whether it was the militarist-Confucian conflict or the war of the northwest, the faceless man had never appeared .
The faceless man existed solely to hunt down the men in black . He had nothing to do with anything else .
Wang Chong had never asked anything of the faceless man . On the contrary, Wang Chong had bestowed upon him many arts, resources, pills, and even ritual tools . He gave him everything he could, even the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art!
This was the sole exception Wang Chong had ever made!
The faceless man had already abandoned everything: authority, reputation, wealth, status, even his own identity and past . From a certain perspective, he was already a dead man .
The Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was a supreme evil art that would have been a disaster for the world in the hands of others . But Wang Chong knew that the faceless man would never do anything of the sort with it .
In addition, only the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art could help him advance as quickly as possible, giving him the ability to deal with and track the men in black, the Celestial God Organization .
Wang Chong scanned the faceless man and instantly judged his progress . “Not bad! You’ve already reached eighty percent maturity with your Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art, and seventy percent with the Greater Void Step . With these two, you have the ability to survive against the Celestial God Organization!”
The faceless man had not wasted all the resources and arts Wang Chong had given him . He was currently at eighty percent of Wang Chong’s current cultivation level .
“But you were in too much of a rush, leaving behind many internal injuries . These will have a major effect on you in the future,” Wang Chong said .
The faceless man’s strength was abnormal . Even with the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art, this progress was too fast . Wang Chong could sense that the faceless man had used some extreme methods to cultivate, completely ignoring the consequences, and his cultivation had already begun to go off course .
“I’m already a dead man . What does it matter what internal injuries I have or how long I can live? As long as I can seize those men and take revenge, it’s all worth it!” the faceless man said, his voice cold and emotionless . It was like he was talking about someone else .
Wang Chong fell silent . He knew that his words alone would not be enough to convince the man .
Bang!
Saying no more, Wang Chong unleashed his Trayastrimsa Heaven, the dazzling golden pavilion exuding boundless mystery .
A flood of Origin Immortal Stellar Energy rushed through the air and rumbled into the faceless man’s body .
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