manynovel Chapter 6 The Imperial Seal of the State, Mandate of Heaven!
Chapter 6 The Imperial Seal of the State, Mandate of Heaven!
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest.
The imperial carriage continued its leisurely journey deeper into the forest.
Compared to their previous relaxed demeanor, the eyes of the Six Sword Slaves and Zhao Gao had brightened considerably. Although they still appeared relaxed and carefree, a closer look revealed that their gazes were constantly scanning the area.
He observed the surrounding soul beasts!
After a moment, Zhao Gao looked at the imperial carriage and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Shadow Leopard we found earlier isn't old enough; we need to look for it again."
Ying Zheng did not look up: "Hmm."
The imperial carriage traveled forward for about half an hour.
A glint appeared in Zhao Gao's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand, causing the Six Sword Slaves to stop instantly.
Zhao Gao looked towards the distant dense forest, where it was extremely quiet; all the chirping of insects had disappeared, and even the wind had stopped.
"Your Highness, we've finally found it!"
A smile appeared on Zhao Gao's face.
Deep in the dense forest ahead, a black leopard, its body jet black with ink-black fur and a length of about five or six meters, lay prone in the woods.
It lay in the dense forest, its eyes fixed on Zhao Gao and the others, its pitch-black eyes fixed on the dragon chariot.
It did not run away, it was not afraid, and it was not terrified.
It waits, waiting for its prey to approach, and then strikes with deadly precision.
Seeing this, Zhao Gao sneered: "What a beast! How dare it plot against His Highness! A beast is a beast."
As he spoke, Zhao Gao took a step forward, his aura faintly emanating from him, clearly intending to teach the Shadow Leopard a lesson.
"No need!" Just then, Ying Zheng's voice rang out.
Zhao Gao was taken aback and looked at Ying Zheng in the dragon carriage.
Ying Zheng put down the memorial in his hand and raised his head.
Through the curtain, my gaze fell upon the shadowy leopard hidden in the dense forest.
An invisible aura instantly stiffened the body of the 30,000-year-old Shadow Leopard.
It sensed a threat, a threat from the depths of its soul. It wasn't killing intent, nor was it suppression from its soul power level; it was something it had never experienced before.
It was like the gaze of a king, like an abyss about to devour it...
It wanted to escape, but its four legs wouldn't obey it. It wasn't defeated, it was pinned down.
"roar--"
It finally panicked, letting out a roar, and its limbs dug deep furrows in the ground, making a rustling sound.
But it couldn't move, not its body, but its soul!
Zhao Gao stood aside, a hint of shock on his face. Even the usually composed assassin, Liu Jiannu, was breathing heavily at this moment.
What kind of power is this?!
How could they possibly achieve such a level of skill?
You must know that Your Highness is only about to break through to the Soul Master level, yet you have managed to suppress a Soul Beast that is over 30,000 years old to such an extent without making a sound.
"Roar roar roar~~~!"
The Shadow Panther's roar became even more terrifying, the sound waves shaking the leaves and making the earth tremble.
However, it still couldn't move at all.
Fear finally showed in its eyes, not the fear of facing death, but the fear of prey encountering its natural enemy. Like a mouse before a cat, the mouse is unable to move and can only be toyed with by the cat.
"This... truly lives up to His Highness's reputation!"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Gao also showed a hint of admiration.
This boy is practically a god-like figure, excelling in every aspect...
Ying Zheng did not speak, but simply looked at it, without releasing any soul power or even moving.
"Waaaaah..."
The Shadow Panther's roars began to change, whimpering as if begging for mercy.
Its limbs were trembling, its front legs were bent, its hind legs were kneeling, and its head was lowered to the ground.
It surrendered!
It wasn't that they were defeated, it was that they gave in on their own.
"Your Highness's divine might!"
Zhao Gao took a deep breath.
Ying Zheng slowly rose and stepped out of the dragon carriage.
He wore a dark black dragon robe, his back was still straight, and his eyes were still deep.
Zhao Gao's gaze followed him, and the Six Sword Slaves' aura faintly emerged, as if they were about to face the soul beast's dying counterattack at any moment.
pity……
This did not happen.
Ying Zheng simply walked slowly to the Shadow Panther, reached out and placed his hand on its head.
The Shadow Panther did not struggle or tremble; it simply lowered its head, as if paying homage to a king.
buzzing-
A surge of soul power rippled out from Ying Zheng's body, and soon, soul rings rose around him.
Two purples, two blacks!
The fourth spirit ring is complete.
Upon seeing this scene, both Zhao Gao and the Six Sword Slaves were momentarily speechless, as if their breath caught in their throats.
This kind of talent can no longer be described as genius.
Looking at Ying Zheng, who remained calm and composed without any fluctuations, Zhao Gao seemed to suddenly understand.
Your Highness seems destined to be this way, to be such a genius; it is fate.
Buzz buzz buzz~!
Ying Zheng's eyes were closed, and a trace of soul power emanated from him. Then, above his head, a square jade seal radiating a jade-colored light appeared.
"This is... His Majesty's Martial Soul."
"The Imperial Seal of the State—!"
Looking at the jade seal that emitted a jade-like light and seemed to carry an aura that suppressed heaven and earth, Zhao Gao's eyes revealed a hint of admiration.
On the Imperial Seal of the State were eight large characters.
By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous.
At this moment, the four characters "By Mandate of Heaven" have been fully illuminated, slowly radiating an indescribable power that seems to emanate from the realm of rules.
The moment the martial spirit was revealed, Zhao Gao, the Six Sword Slaves, and the others felt an extreme pressure descend upon them.
"Fourth Soul Skill - Cart Track Comparison".
Just as Zhao Gao and the others were in shock, Ying Zheng's calm voice rang out.
Immediately afterwards, the character "天" (Heaven), which was commanded by Heaven, instantly emitted an extreme jade-colored light, and a soul power that resembled a domain enveloped the surrounding world.
"Standardizing the gauge of carts?"
"Is this His Highness's fourth soul skill?"
Zhao Gao's expression turned serious, and he looked somewhat puzzled.
Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze was fixed on several rapidly flying soul beasts in the sky.
"This area is off-limits to all flying."
boom! boom! boom!
As soon as the words were spoken, the flying soul beast that was rushing down from the sky seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall and fell directly down from the sky.
Zhao Gao's eyes widened instantly, revealing a look of disbelief: "Your Highness, this soul skill—"
Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged: "This territory is my territory, and the rules I set are the mandate of heaven, which cannot be disobeyed."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao fell silent.
Even the six sword slaves looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Bang!"
"Your Highness's divine might—"
Zhao Gao and the six sword slaves knelt down in unison, their voices booming.
Buzzing~!
At that moment, a leg bone radiating extreme soul power emerged from the Shadow Panther's body, with faint flowing light patterns.
This is... a soul bone?!
Seeing this, Zhao Gao and the others also showed a hint of joy.
His Highness is indeed His Highness. He can casually absorb a spirit ring and a spirit bone will appear. A spirit bone that is over 30,000 years old is rare even in the entire Douluo Continent.
Ying Zheng looked at the leg bone that was radiating light patterns, and with a slight wave of his hand, the soul bone appeared directly in front of Zhao Gao.
"Your Highness... this?"
Zhao Gao was taken aback.
"Here you go!"
Ying Zheng turned around and headed towards the imperial carriage, his voice soft and distant.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao looked at Ying Zheng, who was slowly walking into the imperial carriage. His expression softened slightly, and he bowed deeply without saying a word.