Two days later, at night, inside an abandoned temple building in the wilderness.
The third emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had not hesitated to challenge the authority of religion itself. He directly declared that no one in the dynasty was permitted to follow any religion, then spent ten years forcibly uprooting every sect through military force. In their place, he exalted imperial authority and spread martial arts throughout the land.
Not everyone became a martial artist, but at the very least, everyone's physical constitution improved considerably.
The dynasty's military strength rose dramatically. Through the campaign to destroy the sects, the national treasury became full, grain and money were abundant, wars abroad were repeatedly won, and domestic development grew ever more stable. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, an era commonly known as the Anjing Reign!
Unfortunately, a dynasty so heavily dependent on the emperor's personal caliber would decline at an astonishing speed once an incompetent ruler appeared—especially if several appeared in succession. The Great Zhou Dynasty was now in precisely such a state.
The signs of decline had already become obvious.
Of course, this had little to do with Chen Mo. He had no sense of belonging toward the Great Zhou Dynasty.
By then, they had already settled down inside the temple, planning to rest for the night and set off again tomorrow.
"We've already left the Safe Zone, so try not to go outside at night. If you need to relieve yourselves, don't go too far, and it's best not to act alone..." Sun Li tirelessly reminded them.
Even though he had already said these words over the past two days, he repeated them once more.
They had traveled without stopping for two days. At their current pace, they would need another four days to