Chapter 707: Danger and Opportunity

Holy shit!

He was a true blue god of death!

Holy crap! I’ve always known that I was awesome, but who would’ve thought that I was actually this awesome?

No! I’m not listening to you! I refuse to listen to you!

“Besides, are you really in the mood to concern yourself with these things? Don’t you understand the gravity of the situation over here?” The Harken bit down hard on Qin Ye’s arm, forcing him to snap right back to his senses, “You… please, carry on…”

Qin Ye nodded and retracted his smile, “Brother Zhao had already shown signs of mutations since several years back. I’m afraid Tengri must already have been planning for his succession back then. The pressure heaped by the Russian Underworld onto the backs of the Mongol Underworld must have been far too much for them to handle. And that’s not even to mention the existence of the Argosian Underworld’s manipulation in the shadows. Naturally, Tengri must have realized that his only way out of this was to plan for succession and a future comeback.”

The Harken sneered, “Bloody hell, it’s because you were the one who had integrated their land into ours! It’s now called Outer Mongolia and Inner Mongolia! The notice of the annexation will be issued throughout Everburn and Ashmound shortly! In other words, they’re already existing in our lands right now! What change am I supposed to detect?!”

After some time, the Harken finally loosened its bite around Qin Ye’s arm and hmphed with annoyance, “But, even then, they’re still not likely to be able to defeat Ghost King Zhao.”

It stamped its paws on the ground once more, and the ground trembled slightly, “Don’t you recall how the mortal realm had never discovered the tomb of all Yuan Dynasty emperors?”

“That’s the only possibility!” The Harken continued, “The Golden Horde cavalry is a force that can historically only be mobilized by members of royalty! How many people did the Mongol Empire start with in the past? They practically conquered half of the East Continent with just 100,000 cavalrymen! The Golden Horde is known to number no more than 3,000, and yet the sounds of clashing iron earlier was definitely of an army that is far larger in size!”

He paced around with his hands on his head, “Then the only possibility is that every single Mongol emperor has issued orders to mobilize their troops at the exact same time!”

Qin Ye sighed softly.

Unfortunately, these only remained mysteries if one looked at the facts from the lens of the mortal realm.

“... Why does it seem like everyone is your big brother? You know, you need to learn to have some dignity and respect for yourself now that you’re a god of death. But… I digress.” The Harken glared contemptuously at Qin Ye, before getting back to the point, “Do you remember how there was a statue of a great monk, Qiu Chuji, located in Temujin’s Tomb?”

It was because this raised a new perspective to the mystery they were faced with.

Unfortunately, none of them had an answer to that question. Perhaps the only way they would learn of the truth was by rescuing Zhao Zilong.

“That’s likely the case.” The Harken sighed softly, “They would be equal in strength. No… perhaps they might even have an edge over Ghost King Zhao.”

“Besides, you’ve missed out something. Don’t forget that Phagpa was also buried in Temujin’s Tomb. And since that’s the case, Ghost King Zhao is likely also facing the Imperial Preceptor of several emperors of the Yuan Dynasty. These are existences that would have been expert cultivators of their time. Just like how the director of the Special Investigations Department is one of the three strongest experts in the mortal realm right now, the Imperial Preceptor… would also likely have been one of the strongest existences of each of their times.”

Qin Ye’s eyes twitched slightly as he glanced at the Martyr’s Shrine.

After all, there were easily a dozen emperors, as well as several Prefect-class Imperial Preceptors to deal with. Anyone else would have crumbled to the might of such sustained assaults by now.

Unfortunately, Qin Ye’s forte didn’t lie in such supernatural incidents. His expertise lay more in international politics and domestic affairs. Thus, Qin Ye was somewhat surprised by the Harken’s question to him.

But he immediately frowned after that, “Speaking of which, why 25 August? What’s so special about that date?”

The Harken chuckled coldly, “Because 25 August is the date of Temujin’s death.”

“And they’ve already managed to gain the upper hand in this exchange. It’s no wonder that old Zhao had decided to lay down the ultimate technique of the Red Lotus of the Purgatory…”

Everything was slowly coming together like the pieces of the puzzle.

As an emperor that was easily ranked among the top in Cathay’s hall of fame, what was he doing refusing to submit to Hell, and instead submitting to Tengrism?

Qin Ye stared at the Harken almost as though he had just seen a ghost, “Where have your moral values gone? To where Brother Xu is currently located?”

“And he’s actually applied this mantra onto the Cathayans in his conquest.”

“Then what do I need him for?!”

Qin Ye paused, and then gasped coldly.

Isn’t that what Temujin and Zhao Zilong are doing right now?

Then, would it be just as the Harken had mentioned? Would we finally see the emergence of an existence beyond the strength of a regular Yama-King?!

This was a gamble.

But should they succeed, then Zhao Yun would very likely attain a breakthrough and become an existence beyond the realms of a Yama-King!