Great Qi God of War Jiang Mengxiong was truly a defining figure of the past thousand years, rising alongside the rise of Qi State.
The man himself was a sweeping, magnificent chapter of history.
His disciples were all remarkable as well.
Wang Yiwu, Ji Zhaonan, Rao Bingzhang, and... Chen Zeqing.
This man, who had inherited the God of War's military strategy and now commanded Spring Death, was like a well that could contain all things. Profound and tranquil, still and powerful.
Among the many foes faced by the Human Race, the Demon Race was undoubtedly the most troublesome.
Only the Demon Realm imposed conscription upon every cultivator of the Present World.
Every Divine Presence cultivator had to fulfill the duties of Divine Presence and make a trip to the Demon Realm to fight and kill. "Though the Present World is strong, we dare not forget danger."
For many, it was a grueling experience.
But Chen Zeqing very much wanted to go there.
Jiang Wang had no doubt that if a man like this were given an opportunity, the force he unleashed would sweep across heaven and earth.
It was rare for them to stand side by side and watch the sunset together, and Chen Zeqing was rather in the mood for conversation. Jiang Wang was also quite willing to chat with him a little longer, but the past was simply too heavy.
"Speaking of which, Brother Chen, why didn't you attend court today?" Jiang Wang asked. "I remember there's court every day. You have to go every day."
Chen Zeqing smiled. "There's no reason to make a cripple stand guard every day, is there?"
Jiang Wang looked at the back of his head, uncertain whether Chen Zeqing was mocking himself or mocking Jiang Wang.
Still, for someone of Chen Zeqing's