Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 461 Internal Fight, Wait

Looking at the many posts handed over from below, Guan Hong remained calm and put them away calmly, then raised his head and glanced at the many Hedao present.

There are at least a dozen Hedao masters gathered in this hall, all of them are Hedao late stage cultivators, and besides Guan Hong, there is even another one who has reached the perfect Hedao level.

His name was Zheng Rusong, and he was a senior official in the Imperial Household Department, with a position comparable to Guan Hong's in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Looking at the people who were whispering to each other, Guan Hong showed a hint of worry in his eyes.

But this expression quickly disappeared from Zheng Rusong's sight.

"Brother Guan, all preparations for this trip have been made."

Guan Hong nodded slightly and talked to him:
"Everything is ready, just waiting to go."

When the Hedao below heard this, someone immediately stood up:

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off immediately. Don't let the demon dragon take the treasure away."

Other Hedao also echoed it.

An Jingchen looked at Guan Hong who was sitting on the first seat with worry:

"These newcomers don't know the rules. They gathered together and started a commotion before General Guan even gave the order. They really don't take the general seriously."

Those seated were clearly divided into factions, and were vaguely divided into two major groups by Guan Hong and Zheng Rushong.

It can’t be said that there is a gap between them, but there is indeed a certain disdain between them.

Guan Hong raised his hands and pressed them down slightly:

"There is still some distance before the specific time of birth specified by the Taoist master. Why are you all so anxious?"

Zheng Rusong also raised his hand to signal, helping Guan Hong to control the situation on the field.

“Before that, I have to say a few more words.

"This western battlefield is no different from other places in Kyushu, it is a truly dangerous place.

“Among them, there are not only a large number of demon dragons, but also their strength is comparable to ours. You guys are not at an advantage here.

"This journey has taken us deep into the land of red flames, which is too far.

"As we go forward, I hope you can follow my orders and not act alone and lose your lives."

There was a long silence in the audience. An Jingchen and the others looked at each other, and then they all bowed:

"I will obey the general's orders."

The veterans on the Western Front expressed their opinions, while the newcomers turned their attention to Zheng Rusong.

The latter coughed lightly twice, as if he had some concerns in his heart.

Although there are many people participating in the treasure hunt, there is only one piece of the real treasure, the True Essence of the Sun.

It is barely enough for one person to advance to the Mahayana stage.

Although Guan Hong and Zheng Rusong belong to the same human race, to put it bluntly, they are actually competitors.

Maintaining harmony on the surface is the limit of what the latter can do, but Zheng Rusong is absolutely unwilling to give the right to speak for the entire team to Guan Hong.

Looking around the hall, Zheng Rusong covered his mouth and nose and coughed twice:

"Since these comrades are unwilling to listen to General Guan's instructions, how about letting me take charge of them, Brother Guan?

"After all, I have lived in the rear for a long time, and my cultivation is not much different from you and me. We each have our own personalities..."

Hearing this, Guan Hong shook his head slightly, realizing that he could not convince Zheng He to give in.

He sighed slightly in his heart and was about to say something else when suddenly a voice of report came from outside the hall.

Qin Boxi appeared in the hall with his hands slightly clasped. The gazes from all around him made his heart tense.

He straightened his expression, adjusted his emotions and said slowly:
"Master, fellow Daoists An Yuxuan, Deng Hanwen, and Min Lingheng have just returned from the Red Flame Land and brought news about fellow Daoist Wei."

Guan Hong looked up and was startled:
"Are you back? Take me to see him."

After saying this, he walked straight out of the hall and left the place with his apprentice.

The Western Front Hedao, who were curious about this, also followed, leaving the newly arrived Hedao alone in this deserted hall.

"Master Zheng, Guan Hong seems to be dissatisfied."

Zheng Hesong glared at him:
"You are also allowed to call me Guan Hong?"

The latter looked terrified:
"Yes, yes, you should call him General Guan."

Seeing that Zheng Hesong had calmed down and had no intention of blaming him, this person secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have seen the dangers of going there before. Many demon dragons have set off. It is understandable that Guan Hong wants to concentrate power. Don't do anything to harm yourself."

"But Lord Zheng, you?"

"This is different from what we agreed upon when we came here."

"Of course you still listen to me, but if I'm not here, you will only obey Guan Hong's orders."

Several Hedao looked at each other, and finally turned back to reply:
"Yes!"

Zheng Hesong nodded with satisfaction:
"Let's go, the owner has already left, why are we still staying here?
"Go and see the fellows who have withdrawn from the Red Flame Land. Maybe we can get some new information."

……

"General Guan!"

Looking at the three people who came back, Guan Hong breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's good that you three are back, it's good that you are back."

If there was any damage on the spiritual armor worn by the three men, it would be obvious that their journey back home would be dangerous and they would be in great danger of death.

The three of them briefly recounted everything that happened after they completed the mission that day and even after returning from the Red Flame Land.

Guan Hong frowned repeatedly when he heard this.

"Friend Wei went alone?"

"That's right. According to Brother Wei's speed, he is probably not far from the real treasure-hunting place."

"How reckless! How can he protect himself when all the monsters gather together?"

Guan Hong shook his head repeatedly, and then turned the topic to the three people in front of him:

“Since you three have returned, you are still injured. I will immediately send you three back to Kyushu.

"This spiritual armor was developed by those old guys in Jiuzhou. I believe they had anticipated this kind of injury and had a treatment plan."

The three of them nodded in unison:

"Thank you, General Guan."

Guan Hong waved his hand:
"It's just our job. Someone will arrange a spirit boat for you three right away."

After the three were dismissed, Zheng Hesong came with his men.

Watching the three people disappearing into the distance, he realized that he would not be able to ask anything.

"Brother Guan!"

Guan Hong nodded and told Zheng Rusong the information he had just obtained, without hiding much.

"Two seventh-level perfect monsters?"

Guan Hong nodded slowly:

"That's right, and this is only what they occasionally saw when they evacuated. The specific number may be much higher. This treasure hunt is dangerous."

Zheng Hesong looked solemn, and seeing his men worried, he said:
"Then I hope Brother Guan can take good care of me during this trip..."

Not long after, a group of troops secretly left the Western Front.

An Yuxuan looked at the flying boat that was sailing away and the old man in front of her:
"Uncle is not participating in this treasure hunt?"

An Jingchen shook his head:
"I am too old to argue, this is the result of a discussion among the elders of the clan.

“It’s a dangerous trip, and it’s unclear whether we can come back.

"The An family still cannot do without me, but I dare not take any risks."

The entire An Group relies on An Jingchen and several Hedao.

This is especially true for An Jingchen, who is in the late Hedao stage. Without this pillar, the An Group’s power will be mostly lost.

Therefore, An Jingchen had to give up this opportunity and stay here.

"I am an unfilial young man and have failed to share my uncle's worries."

"Haha, you've done well enough. You're still young, but you've reached the middle stage of He Dao cultivation. You have much more hope than my old bones." "I'm counting on you to settle down in the future."

Patting the latter on the shoulder:

"Alright, the flying boat that's coming to pick you three up has arrived. Go quickly. Once your injuries are healed, it will be time for you to reach the late stage of He Dao."

An Yuxuan bowed respectfully:
"Yes!"

Then he turned into a beam of light and left.

An Jingchen watched another spirit boat sail away and sighed in his heart:
"They've all left. The city's defenses are at their most lax right now."

Looking up, he saw the five-pointed star array emitting spiritual light, and couldn't help but think:
"Did the Taoist master foresee the fight for rare treasures today, and therefore let these five spirit generals guard the front line?"

As he was thinking, a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts:

"Master An, we can't defend the Yunling Platform anymore. Those second-generation rich kids are too rampant. Master An, please come forward."

An Jingchen turned around and saw Wu Wei, the deacon of the Soul Transporting Tower, in front of him.

"Humph, a bunch of good-for-nothings who rely on their ancestors' wealth dare to act wildly here.

"Let's go and have a look!"

The two of them rode on the clouds and escaped to the place of conflict.

As the late-stage Hedao cultivator who stayed behind, Guan Hong had long ago instructed An Jingchen to take care of the stability of the rear and not wait until the city became a mess before the demon dragon attacked.

Among them, the matter of transporting the spirit tower is of utmost importance.

Let him do whatever he wants without any worries.

"I don't know how many of these people will come back after I go with them this time. Don't worry about them taking revenge on your An Group. Even if they do, I, Guan Hong, will take the brunt of it for you."

Thinking back to what Guan Hong said, An Jingchen inexplicably felt more confident.

"What's the noise?"

Surrounded by the pressure of the late Hedao stage, all the cultivators in the crowd felt their chests sink and they found it difficult to breathe.

"This sir..."

Someone in the crowd spoke, but before he could finish his words, An Jingchen glared at him. The shocking pressure made the latter's lips tremble and he couldn't utter a word.

"Humph!"

What a joke. Most of these troublemakers are at the Void Refining stage. Even if there are a few at the early stage of He Dao, they are still a long way from An Jingchen's late stage of He Dao.

To deal with these guys, just emitting a little pressure is enough, there is no need to take the initiative.

"The seats in the Soul Transporting Tower are reserved for those who have made contributions. This is a rule personally set by Elder Wei of our Western Front Army. It has been unanimously agreed upon by our Western Army, and even approved by the Taoist Master.

"You are making trouble here. Are you disrespecting Elder Wei, rebelling against the Western Army, or violating the orders of the Taoist Master?"

These three charges immediately caused panic among the people in the crowd.

There is no need to say much about the power of the Taoist Master of Jiuzhou. No one in Jiuzhou dares to resist the orders of the Taoist Master unless they don't want to live.

As for the entire Western Army, they are now standing on the real Western Front battlefield, the territory of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, not a place where these guys can act arrogantly.

As for Wei Zhong, the elder who had stayed in the Twin Star Tower for hundreds of thousands of years, everyone had even more awe in their hearts.

The elders in the family have repeatedly warned us not to mess with this person.

There was even some mention of him being compared with that old guy Min Laiqing.

Such people should never be provoked.

These second-generation rich people present thought that they had their elders taking care of them, and that the Western Army would give them some face.

But who knew that he would cap a group of people right from the start?
In an instant, many people retreated and were about to leave in groups of two or three.

Similarly, there are still people who don't know how to appreciate favors.

"Could it be that Senior An is here to stop us because of the factional grudges between him and our ancestors? It would be a disgrace to your reputation if this harshness were to be spread out."

The speaker was a cultivator in the early stage of the Hedao realm, one who had just been promoted not long ago.

His magic power is scattered all over his body and his control over his own strength is very poor.

However, it was obvious that his promotion to Hedao had just made this "chosen one" a little bit arrogant.

When he spoke to An Jingchen, he was full of hostility and had no idea of ​​the difference in status between them.

"Grudge? So what if it's a grudge?"

An Jingchen didn't say much. He just raised his left sleeve and a black shadow flew out from his sleeve and headed straight for the younger generation with the arrogant attitude.

The latter was caught off guard when he saw An Jingchen actually took action and didn't have time to react.

The black shadow came quickly and covered his entire body.

The latter struggled a bit, but he couldn't get rid of the bubble-like black shadow by any means.

In panic, he finally understood the situation and begged for mercy.

But when An Jingchen heard this, he just sneered and said nothing, instead he lowered his head and looked at the people in the room.

Sensing An Jingchen's cold gaze, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

An Jingchen raised his right hand and pointed at people in the crowd.

These were the ones who were having the most fun just now, or the Lianxu who followed behind the younger generation He Dao.

“Okay, since you want to enter the Soul Transporting Tower, I’ll give you a chance.

“All of them will be assigned to the advance team and sent to the front lines to kill the enemy.

"I believe that the methods left by your ancestors are enough to help you accumulate enough merits..."

Hearing that they were about to be sent to the front line, they became increasingly panicked, almost terrified:

"My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please spare your life..."

These second-generation rich kids have good skills, but they lack combat experience.

If they are sent to the front line without the trump cards of their ancestors, they will be no different from cannon fodder.

Even if there is a trump card, how long can it last on the front line where the war is raging?

"Well, you dare to disobey orders?
"Military regulations on the Western Front: Anyone who disobeys orders will be executed immediately."

As soon as the words "behead immediately" were heard, everyone fell silent.

Behind him, Qin Boxi stepped forward and called on many soldiers to take everyone away and incorporate them into the team.

"Senior An, isn't this a bit too much?"

"By? But.

“In the absence of General Guan, if we do not use strong measures to suppress this city, it will be a crime if chaos occurs.

"Bo Xi, as the general's successor, you must understand this point even more."

"Yes!"

He looked up at the Soul Transporting Tower, felt the aura inside, and couldn't help but say:
"Fellow Daoist Wei actually went there alone. I wonder what the situation is like."

"Don't worry, Brother Wei is a man of luck. He is much more capable than me."

In the land of red flames, Wei Zhong rubbed his sore nose and suppressed the sneeze that was about to come out.

He looked up and forward, whispering:

"one two Three……"

“At present, there are only five perfect seventh-level monsters here, not counting the other seventh-level monster dragons that have been attracted here.

"Sure enough, red light splits the sky, and all the demons come to pay homage."

Raising his head, Wei Zhong saw a red light hanging in the sky, like the second sun in this world.

The radiating red light caused the earth to crack and the mountains to burn.

Even the seventh-level demon dragons waiting here had to use their protective magic to wait.

And Wei Zhongdongtian turned into a stubborn rock in the mountains.

Wei Zhong was half lying on a cold jade bed, with a pair of frozen spiritual fruits in front of him and a glass of ice drink in his hand.

Extremely comfortable.

(End of this chapter)