Muzha's shoulder jerked, and the Mighty Sword shot into the air. It hovered overhead, humming and trembling, then suddenly slashed down in a flash of cold light. A head flew off at the sound. Li Xingba's thousand years of bitter cultivation vanished in an instant. His corpse lay where it fell, and his soul ascended the Investiture of the Gods List.
He had originally come down from the mountains at his master's command to help Jiang Ziya attack King Zhou. By sheer coincidence, he encountered Li Xingba, and with one sweep of his sword, killed him in a single strike.
When the news reached Chaoge, the entire court was stunned and panic-stricken. The civil and military officials broke into heated discussion.
Left Army Grand General Lu Xiong had hair as white as snow and a beard like frost. Trembling, he entered the Royal Palace to request permission to fight. Seeing that the old general was frail with age, Grand Tutor Wen had not wanted to agree. But after the old general repeatedly knocked his head against the floor and pleaded earnestly, the Grand Tutor was too embarrassed to refuse and could only nod. Secretly, however, he set a trap, forcibly promoting the treacherous ministers Fei Zhong and You Hun to military advisers and sending them with Lu Xiong to attack Xiqi.
The two men refused again and again, barely opening their mouths to offer a polite rejection, when Grand Tutor Wen had already raised the imperial Golden Whip. His expression cold, he said, "You two are exceptionally clever, know how to read the situation, and understand how to adapt. You are perfectly suited to assist General Lu in finding and correcting oversights and sharing the state's burdens. The realm is now in peril. How can you retreat from one another's