Advance the future and become a martial saint on earth!

Dongcanghai.

Ji Xiu strode across the vast waves, gazing at the gloomy and menacing city of Banlan.
In the blink of an eye, it had broken through thousands of air currents, riding the wind and waves, and shot out!

Far away.
We have arrived at Jiangyin Prefecture, at the dock!

At this moment, what comes into view is different from what I saw a month or so ago when I first stepped out of this place.

The Jiangyin Wharf is now filled with the banners of the "Hun Tian" bandits, and there are Hun Tian bandits with red turbans tied around their foreheads everywhere. There are even elite divine armored soldiers and Taoist warriors!
As he watched each scene unfold, his eyes hardened, his fists clenched, and his inner energy surged forth as his dantian began to steam.
They then made a show of fighting their way ashore!
With a muffled, thunderous sound, like the roar of a dragon or elephant, it exploded from the great dragon of his spine.

Ji Xiu took a step forward, like a young god or demon, and directly broke the dock deck with one foot. Then, he used his palm to snap the Hun Tian Banner to pieces!

During this period, all the Red Turban Hun Tian troops who surrounded or blocked them came forward.
They were all killed by his rampage, smashed with one hand, either breaking bones or piercing their dantian.

The young man's sleeves fluttered, his clothes stained with blood, and he fought his way through a ten-mile-long bloody path starting from the dock!
As soon as the disciples from the Dragon Elephant Clan and the reinforcements dispatched by Marquis Beicang landed on those longships with dragon teeth.

Looking at Ji Xiu's terrifying and astonishing murderous aura
Tuoba Yue, the head of the Dragon and Elephant Clan, twitched his eyelids and involuntarily swallowed slightly:
"Ancestor, is Daozi's approach appropriate?"

Known as the "King of Shattering Mountains," he was a formidable figure in the northern part of Cang, and his reputation was unparalleled in its ferocity.

But Ji Xiu at this moment is no less impressive than him.

But the current situation is not a friendly sparring match or a battle of wits, but a bandit rebellion that has been suppressed!
Daozi had never encountered anything like this before, and yet he rushed ahead into the already fallen Jiangyin Prefecture. What if something went wrong?
"It's alright."

At this moment, a young man interrupted him in a gentle voice and light tone:

"My junior brother's physical body has undergone a perfect transformation, and his divine power and Daoist thoughts are like a surging tide. He is already one of the best in the world. Even if some mountain bandits have divine armor and Daoist soldiers to defend him, they cannot harm him in the slightest."

"Let him be, let him see more blood."

"It will be beneficial for the future."

"Compared to these."

Qi Nanke raised his head, looking at the gray expanse that seemed to cut off this corner of Jiangyin from the outside world from the direction of the Earth Dragon Cave, making it appear out of place. He said:

"Grandmaster Longxiang, have you noticed?"

"Is this 'Jiangyin Prefecture' no longer part of 'Da Xuan Tian'?"

One side of his body was imposing, standing like an iron tower, with the image of a dragon and elephant on his back, like Xu Longxiang carrying a majestic mountain. Hearing these words, he looked up at the sky.
Feeling the subtle pressure emanating from his body, he spoke with a heavy tone, only giving a soft "hmm":
"It must have been a special method used by a powerful being within the Yellow Heaven, intending to completely imprint this important place with the mark of the Divine Path, transforming it into..."

"The bridgehead of the divine path reaching the Great Mystery!"

"But the effects of the boundary walls are still present, and the Great Wall of the Boundary still suppresses the true passages between the heavens. Such a large-scale commotion has been caused by just a few scattered boundary gates."

"Could it be just to regain the face lost in the last 'Three-Five Slaying of the Evil God's Palace'?"

Xu Longxiang speculated on this.

Qi Nanke stood tall, a smile playing on his lips. Upon hearing this, he lowered his eyes, facing the howling sea wind, and after a long while:

"Who knows? But it's unlikely to end well."

"Let's go, Grandmaster Uncle."

"With Junior Brother Ji stepping into the manor and bringing this fallen Great Xuan City back on track, as for the rest..."

"It's nothing more than dealing with soldiers when they come and damming water when it comes."

The words fell like a final, decisive statement.

The valiant guards from Beicang, as Marquis Xiao Pingnan of Beicang finished speaking.
Like tigers and wolves, they boarded the Dragon Fang warship and joined forces with the martial arts disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect, fighting alongside the divine armor and Taoist soldiers!
And that night...
Sleepless nights are inevitable!

The residence of the Marquis of Beicang.

Xiao Mingli's bright eyes showed signs of fatigue, but she still forced herself to stand up. Dressed in an elegant long dress, she pushed the black iron wheelchair, like a proud plum blossom standing alone in the snow.

Li Xuanyi followed closely behind her, his eyes filled with worry from time to time.

Now, with many of the thirty-six trades rebelling, the prefectural army is suffering repeated defeats, and the army is collapsing like a house of cards.

If it weren't for Chen Sanjiu, the titled Grandmaster of the Heavenly Blade True Sect, breaking through the encirclement on Jin'ao Island and arriving at the Marquis's residence to offer his assistance.
With the combined strength of Granny Shi and the other dragons and tigers, they would probably have been exhausted and defeated long ago under the repeated attacks!

This mansion, because it bears the mark left by Xiao Pingnan, is equipped with unorthodox talismans and arrays, making it resistant to attacks from those with titles.

With the support of the garrison general, the prefectural governor and other retired soldiers, as well as the martial artists of the Jiangyin faction, they have barely managed to hold out until today.

But people are already filled with fear and panic, and the world is on the verge of collapse!
With another wave of Hun Tian troops joining forces with the Divine Armor Dao soldiers to attack, the already depleted Fubing suffered heavy losses once again.

at the same time.

When the divine sense of the leader of the Hun Tian Clan, the 'Red-Bearded Heavenly King,' manifested and suddenly descended, accompanied by Chen Jing, the former leader of the fishing guild, he arrived at the gate.
Inside the Marquis's residence.

Apart from the person pushing the black iron wheelchair at the head of the table, and the old master Chen Sanjiu and Granny Shi of the Dragon and Tiger Limit, Xiao Mingli was on either side of him.

The other major figures and sect leaders in Jiangyin all had shifting expressions, revealing a sense of struggle.

"You people are all trapped like turtles in a jar, what are you still doing, stubbornly resisting?"

"Could it be that they are waiting for reinforcements from 'Beicang'?"

A sneer appeared in the eyes of the Red-Bearded Heavenly King:

"I'm not afraid to let you know."

“Now, this ‘Jiangyin Prefecture’ has caught the eye of a Celestial Venerable of Zhonghuangtian, who has spoken of bringing it under his jurisdiction.”

"With the assistance of the True Person of the Xuanfu Sect, the overall situation is already settled."

"Even the Prince of Yan, who lives in the vast lands of Changbai Mountain and Heilongjiang River, wouldn't expend much effort on a mere prefectural city. Do you really think you can wait for a turning point?"

"If you don't follow me now, you'll be walking down the same dark path as the daughter of the Marquis of Beicang."

"The Heavenly Blade True Sect, now besieged by the Venerable God descended from the Yellow Heaven and the Great Master of the Xuanfu Sect, has suffered heavy casualties. This is a lesson for you!"

Having said that, the Crimson-Bearded Heavenly King raised his crimson eyebrows, and the phantom formed from his divine sense patted Chen Jing, the leader of the fishing guild, beside him, and chuckled softly:

"See? This fishing guild was the first to submit to me, the Heavenly King, and has done great service to my Hun Tian Clan. In recognition of their merits, they have been given a high-ranking position, ensuring the safety of their own foundation."

"But you..."

The Crimson-Bearded Heavenly King remained expressionless. Having abandoned his physical body and cultivated the merits of a Ghost Immortal, he rebuilt his divine form with incense offerings, which added to his imposing and solemn aura.

"If we delay any longer, we'll be waiting until that Celestial Venerable arrives with his holy beings and the Nine Generals."

"Even if you lower your prices again, you won't be able to save your lives and property!"

"Today, I, the Heavenly King, manifest my divine will to give you this last chance."

"Within three breaths, if you cannot make a decision to step out of this Marquis's mansion and submit to my Hun Tian Clan..."

"When the Ming Dynasty comes, we'll perish along with this sunken ship!" Hearing this, Chen Jing, following behind, could only manage a bitter smile. Seeing his old comrades either looking at him with disdain or lost in thought, he decided to stop hiding his true feelings:

"Gentlemen, although we are a major player in the prefecture with a large and powerful family, we are not much different from the common folk compared to those powerful families in the state."

"Therefore, why would the state officials and powerful clans in those states care much about us?"

"Furthermore, what kind of person is Zhonghuang Tianzun?"

"An existence comparable to the pinnacle!"

"The Great Xuan Dynasty has existed for over nine hundred years. Although we are located in a remote area, we have heard about it and know it well."

"Therefore, how could the government possibly oppose a determined Heavenly Venerable over the gains or losses of a mere small prefecture?"

"Even if we are suppressed, who knows how long it will take? If we resist to that day, we will surely lose our lives."

"As the saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood. If all else fails, we can always escape to the [Divine Path] and seek survival in the Central Yellow Heaven. That's not out of the question!"

"Isn't it much better than losing your life for nothing?"

These words immediately caused another commotion. Within the already somber atmosphere of the Marquis's residence, many people's expressions changed once more. Gritting their teeth, they shook their heads, stood up, and headed out of the mansion.
This scene.

Chen Sanjiu, who was following Xiao Mingli, had a gloomy expression. For some reason, he recalled the old scene of the collapse and disintegration of the Sword Court, and unconsciously gripped the sword in its sheath.

But at that moment, it was blocked by the divine sense of the Crimson-Bearded Heavenly King:
"Old master, what business is it of yours if others ask for a way to survive?"

"If you make a move, I might have to descend with my divine sense again and fight you."

This leader of the Hun Tian Clan has voluntarily joined the [Divine Path] and is now a Divine Lord, possessing the supernatural powers of ghost immortals, and is extremely proud and ambitious.

Chen Sanjiu almost lost control of his sword, but Xiao Mingli beside him extended her sleeve and pressed her finger against the old man's scabbard. Her voice was gentle and silent, yet like pearls falling on a jade plate, it touched the heart and soul.

"Grandmaster, there's no need to get so angry."

Xiao Mingli's crystal eyes were calm. Even though she no longer cultivated and was as weak as an ordinary person, she was unable to stand up.

However, the fact that the Marquis's residence was able to serve as the last stronghold of Jiangyin, and that it had gathered martial artists and activated array talismans to resist for so many days, is largely due to her efforts as the person in charge.

Even in such a desperate situation, he remained calm and composed, simply looking at the Jiangyin patriarchs and sect leaders who had made their choices, and speaking softly:
"Everyone, when people are in dire straits, they should all mind their own business. Whatever choice you make, Xiao Mingli will not try to dissuade you."

"but"

"The bandits of Hun Tian have wreaked havoc in the city, wielding weapons and divine armor, and are remnants of heretics. Their hearts are as fierce as tigers and wolves, as everyone knows."

“You were born and raised in the Great Xuan, and you cultivate the martial arts of the Human Immortal. Even if you kneel down to them for a moment because of life and death, in the long run, you will be at their mercy and I will be the fish on the chopping block.”

"However, I just hope you won't regret your decision today."

The voice was soft yet powerful.

When these words reached the ears of those who had turned away, they brought a look of shame to their faces.

Those who remained steadfast, determined to risk their lives, came from prominent families such as the Cai family in the jade trade, the Ye family in the embroidery trade, and the Zhao family in the wine trade.
Zhao Jiu, the wine merchant, spat out a curse, his tone slightly mocking:

"Bah! A bunch of spineless cowards! Haven't the sins committed by the Yellow God and the Hun Tian bandits been enough?"

"To put it nicely now, we're nothing but lackeys, accomplices to evil, and cowards who fear death!"

"If that's the case, I'd rather perish with you than board this pirate ship!"

"Besides, in my opinion, you won't be able to keep this up for long. If there really is a powerful figure in Beicang leading the Dragon Fang warship, we'll wipe you out first, you scoundrel, regardless of any divine or immortal paths."

"So how should you deal with it?"

Each word was like a needle piercing the Red-Bearded Heavenly King's mind, causing his face to turn slightly cold. Just as he was about to rebuke the junior,
His expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards the dock, his eyes shifting unpredictably. After a long while, a chill ran through him, turning icy cold.

"You little brat, you really have a jinx! Today, I, the Heavenly King, will rip out your tongue and see if you'll still dare to ramble on!"

That cheeky kid was right!
The Red-Bearded Heavenly King felt a ripple in his heart, but he did not panic too much.

After all, he was just a pawn, a mere pawn that stirred up this wave.

The pawn has now successfully completed its mission.

The rest.
Then it's no longer his responsibility.

What the Crimson-Bearded Heavenly King needs to do now is indulge in unrestrained pleasure, utterly crush this once defiant city under his feet, and teach those who disobeyed his orders a lesson.
All of you, prostrate yourselves!

But who would have thought?
"The banner of Heaven, which claims to act on behalf of Heaven, has in the end become nothing more than a dog of the gods? It's truly laughable!"

"Could it be that the heaven you speak of is the heaven of the Yellow Heaven, and that for the sake of this Yellow Heaven one can wantonly slaughter and plunder people, and wreak havoc on one side?"

"It seems so."

"Back then, our grandmaster Wang Xuanyang only severed your physical body, which was a great evil that was let go. Your primordial spirit should have been destroyed as well to prevent future troubles!"

boom!
A loud and clear voice rang out in front of the Marquis's mansion. In the blink of an eye, someone appeared, his sleeves fluttering, and he arrived in a few feet in an instant. He was dressed in black and gold robes, stood tall, and looked down with disdain!
Even when facing the Crimson-Bearded Heavenly King, who had become a divine being and possessed the cultivation of a ghost immortal, he showed no fear whatsoever. Their eyes met, and he looked at him with a hint of disdain.

The Red-Bearded Heavenly King was immediately enraged:
"You little brat..."

When he heard the newcomer mention his grandmaster Wang Xuanyang, the shadow of being nearly annihilated by a single blow years ago resurfaced in his mind.

Enraged, he immediately felt a surge of murderous intent and was so furious that he almost attacked directly.
"Ji Daozi, it's Ji Daozi!"

"He's back from Beicang?"

"Wait a minute, it's only been a little over a month, how could his martial arts cultivation have progressed so rapidly, reaching a level that I can't even fathom!"

"What exactly happened after we entered Cangdu?"

"No, now that he's here, does that mean reinforcements from Beicang have arrived?!"

As soon as the young martial artist made his entrance!

Immediately, a buzz of discussion arose among the attendees, with many eyes shining with delight, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope!

Xiao Mingli, who had kept her hands tucked into her sleeves and whose face remained calm and expressionless throughout, immediately smiled faintly, as if a huge mountain had been lifted from her shoulders.

As for the Crimson-Bearded Heavenly King, his killing intent had already surged when he heard Ji Xiu introduce himself.

but.
When a wisp of aura from the "Acting Heavenly Venerable," originating from the "Book of Life and Death," slowly connected with the young man before him in his divine sense.

His expression froze for a moment, then erupted in ecstatic joy:
"Wait, brat, you are...!?"

"The one we're looking for, the one destined to be with the [Black Emperor]!?"

As for Ji Xiu, at this moment, the 'Primordial Dao Talisman' hanging high in the Great Dao Purple Mansion also rippled, transmitting a response.
[Traces of the 'Book of Life and Death' have been detected in the recipient!]

[Should we absorb it?] (End of Chapter)