Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 492 Lei Hao, let me see if your Purple Sky Divine Thunder can live up to the name of Zhu Xian!

This was Zhang Yuan's first time to the Imperial City Supervisory Office and also his first time to the Heavenly Guarding Office.

At the head of Demon-Suppressing Lane, twenty-eight copper pillars with stars stretching up to the sky, and each of them is engraved with the list of demons slain in the past 100,000 years in the Qin Dynasty.

The bases of the copper pillars were soaked in the blood of the Northern Demon King, and any evil spirits that passed by would reveal their true form.

Golden chains reveal the power of the Great Dao, and blood-colored runes are entwined, each of which is the condensation of blood, qi and evil spirits.

"The Great Qin Heaven Suppressor uses humanity to suppress the laws of nature, and uses my martial arts energy and blood to suppress the power of all living beings in the world."

Su Jing walked forward, and the black-armored soldiers standing solemnly on both sides bowed and clasped their fists.

Zhang Yuan stood tall and straight, wearing a black martial arts robe. His left hand was slightly suspended in front of his waist, his right hand was hanging low, and he was walking with big strides.

The energy and blood in his body were dormant, making it impossible to sense his cultivation level. However, there was a hint of righteousness in him, which made the observers think that he was a Confucian and Taoist practitioner.

Of course, if faced directly, the throbbing blood in Zhang Yuan's eyes would freeze one's soul instantly.

"The Twelve Heavenly Guardians have a long history, dating back to before the Black Ice Stage. Back then, they were selected from the emperor's personal guards and recruited from practitioners from all walks of life before they were finally formed."

"The Wu Yu Si's heritage is originally the personal guard of the Great Qin Emperor. Their martial arts have many similarities with the royal family's heritage."

"The two divisions of demon suppression and immortal slaying are a mixture of immortals and demons. Martial arts are the foundation of cultivation, and the methods used are not divided into good and evil. They are only used to suppress demons and slay immortals."

As Su Jing walked forward, he whispered to Zhang Yuan about the power division in Zhentian Division.

Wu Yu, Zhu Xian, Zhen Yao, these three divisions are of course the most murderous and powerful.

There are three great masters in Zhentian Division, two of them are from Wuyu Division and one is from Zhenyao Division.

In the Zhentian Division, the top three imperial guards have absolute dominance in terms of combat power.

"The Netherworld Division's legacy has almost been cut off, and now it's a shabby operation, mainly doing some low-level activities."

"But back when the Nine Netherworld existed, the Netherworld Officials went down to the underworld and into the underworld to capture souls and spirits. They were a terrifying presence."

Su Jing spoke softly with a look of emotion on his face.

As far as Zhang Yuan knew, when the Nine Continents were unified, life and death cycled, creatures were born in the yang of the Nine Continents and died in the yin of the Nine Continents, and the great Dao of yin and yang gave birth to each other.

The Nine Netherworld is where the dead reside.

Later, the Nine Continents were broken up, the Yellow Springs became silent and dried up, the Nine Netherworlds disappeared, the dead had no place to return to, and the living had fewer and fewer spirits of reincarnation. There was no more spiritual orifice to open, and there was no longer the saying of fate in three lives.

Only those who have reached the Grandmaster level can achieve immortality of the soul and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Among the Twelve Departments, there is also the Xuanji Department which is good at instigating rebellion and calculating the secrets of heaven, most of whom have already worked for the Tianji Department of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, as well as the Beast Taming Department, the Shadow Department, the Fengxing Department and other large and small forces.

"With your status, you should also understand that most of the forces in the Zhentian Division are not actually located in Yongtianzhou, but are distributed across the Nine Continents."

"Over the years, countless people in the Heavenly Guardian Division have either lived in obscurity, wasting their lives, or fallen into the hands of the enemy and died tragically."

"Everyone says the Black Ice Platform is the sword in the hands of the Emperor, and behind his back they curse him endlessly as a lackey. But how could they know how much sacrifice and blood has been shed for this sword to protect the Great Qin..."

Su Jing's voice was a little depressed.

Su Jing is now in charge of the Black Ice Platform and bears a heavy responsibility.

There were many things he could tell no one.

Zhang Yuan's face was calm as he listened quietly.

Looking at the twenty-eight demon-suppressing bronze pillars in front of him, Su Jing stopped.

"Zhang Yuan, do you regret it?"

Regret?

Zhang Yuan did not stop and strode straight into the Zhentian Division.

He started as a ninth-rank guard, and every step he took was to be able to enter the Heavenly Guards.

Having come this far, he has never regretted it.

How could he regret it?

Su Jing stood where he was, a smile on his face.

"My Lord, is he Zhang Qingyang?" A gray wind swirled around, and an old man with a pale face, a black beard, and a black robe embroidered with a picture of a hundred ghosts parading at night appeared behind Su Jing and bowed.

"At such a young age, I'm afraid you can't control those guys from Wu Yusi, right?"

"How about letting him come to my Netherworld Department?"

The old man had a somewhat awkward smile on his face and said, "Give him my position as the head of the Netherworld Department."

Hearing his words, Su Jing turned around and said calmly, "Yin Jiuyou, the sound of your abacus can be heard by the evil demons suppressed under the twenty-eight copper pillars."

Yin Jiuyou, a master of Dongxuan realm, is in charge of the Netherworld Department.

Su Jing's words made Yin Jiuyou laugh softly, and then he said: "My Lord, listen, there is always a chance of something happening..." Su Jing hummed softly, lowered his hands, and looked in the direction of Zhentiansi.

Yin Jiuyou's eyes flickered as he looked towards the bronze pillars and whispered softly, "It seems the Marquis has great confidence in him..."

……

Zhang Yuan strode forward, his footsteps echoing on the blue stone slabs.

On the twenty-eight tall copper pillars, the faint blood color collided with the golden light and shadow, as if it were the shadow of a demon.

Not far away, several figures were vague.

"In front of the Demon-Suppressing Star Pillar, he didn't even stop. What a great character."

The big man who was speaking was wearing golden armor, had a face like bronze, and held a huge shield in his hand.

This attire is similar to the armor of Pojunsi.

"Marquis Qingyang has been training in the northwest region, fighting his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It's normal that he wasn't frightened by the Star Pillar." The old man who answered was wearing a green robe and dressed like a herbalist.

"Why, Yao Puti, is your Secret Medicine Department interested in this Qingyang Marquis?" A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes with a half iron mask on his face sneered and spoke from the other side.

The middle-aged man moved, his steps were like a ghost, and in a flash he was ten feet in front of Zhang Yuan.

"Feng Wuhen, this guy, his cultivation has improved again..." The old man called Yao Puti whispered softly with a complicated expression.

Around the copper pillars, figures quietly looked at Zhang Yuan who was blocked by Feng Wuhen, with gleams of light in their eyes.

Zhang Yuan kept walking, as if measuring every step.

"The forbidden area of ​​​​Zhentiansi, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission——"

Feng Wuhen let out a low shout, flipped his hands, and held twelve green and red talisman darts in his palms.

Zhang Yuan turned a deaf ear to it, one hand hanging down, the other half clenched, and just walked forward with big strides.

"Feng Wuhen, the deputy director of the Zhuxian Division, this guy's cultivation has reached the peak of Dongxuan, and he cannot be underestimated..." Yin Jiuyou, who was standing behind Su Jing, spoke in a low voice.

Su Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and watched quietly.

As Zhang Yuan walked forward, Feng Wuhen's face darkened. He shook his hands and twelve talisman darts flew out.

As soon as the talisman dart flew out, it roared like thunder.

Each of these talisman darts can hurt a Vajra Grandmaster!
Zhang Yuan raised his head slightly, and a faint golden light appeared outside his body.

Indestructible golden body!

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

Twelve loud noises merged into one, and twelve talisman darts exploded, but the golden light outside Zhang Yuan's body did not even vibrate.

This scene made everyone who was watching around look gloomy.

"What a domineering body protection technique!"

"This is the ultimate cultivation of the Golden Body Technique!"

"This Zhang Qingyang's martial arts talent—"

Before the person who was speaking could finish his words, Zhang Yuan suddenly took a step forward and reached out to grab him.

With one step of five feet, he tore the void apart with one grab and directly grabbed Feng Wuhen's neck!
Feng Wuhen, the deputy chief of the Zhuxian Division who was famous for his physical skills within the Zhentian Division, was grabbed by the neck by Zhang Yuan before he could even dodge!

"Zhu Xian Si Feng has no trace, Jinghong Step has reached perfection, the afterimage is ten breaths, and the soul cannot change."

Zhang Yuan's voice was cold, as if it came from the abyss.

His palm clasped Feng Wuhen's neck, lifting his body inch by inch.

"Three thousand thunder talisman darts, even immortals and gods can hardly escape, hehe."

"Vulnerable."

With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuhen's body was thrown ten feet away and hit the base of the bronze pillar, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Yuan stood still and said calmly, "Zhu Xian Division, it's really disappointing that they only have this much stuff."

Looking up, Zhang Yuan's eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit.

"Lei Hao, let me see if your Purple Sky Divine Thunder can live up to the name of Zhu Xian!"

Lei Hao, the head of Zhu Xian Division, is a half-step grandmaster who practices the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Art.

(End of this chapter)