I can only beat noobs.

Chapter 217 Beheading
The three commanders of the Six Doors each had a large hall for their offices. Hong Yuze's hall was called Zeshi Hall. He preferred quiet, and apart from two guards at the entrance, there was no one else inside.

When Hong Yuze was attacked, only Su Zhining was nearby.

hum!
Su Zhining drew her longsword from its sheath, held it in her hand, and slashed it down toward Ruan Caixiong's head.

Her reaction was undeniably quick, and her actions undeniably decisive.

Ruan Caixiong did not dodge or evade; the longsword, imbued with her full power, struck him squarely on the forehead.

Ding!
Su Zhining felt a tremendous force of recoil emanating from the sword; it was as if the sword had struck something extremely hard. This was a shock she could not bear.

You should know that her sword is the prototype of a peerless divine sword. With the infusion of her vital energy, it is incomparably sharp and can cut even the finest steel with a single strike.

This person actually endured it with his own flesh and blood.

"Are you from the Nine Nether Sect?"

Su Zhining retreated hastily, realizing that this person possessed the "Nine Netherworld Great Law" and had cultivated it to an extremely high level, having already integrated it with his natal object, giving his physical body the characteristics of that object. Only then could he withstand her full-force sword strike.

"The Heavenly Dao Alliance?"

At this moment, Ruan Caixiong finally subdued Hong Yuze completely, turned to look at Su Zhining, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The moment Su Zhining met his gaze, she realized it was completely different from yesterday's. Connecting this to his earlier words, she immediately understood, "You're not Ruan Caixiong!"

Knowing he had spoken out of turn, Ruan Caixiong stopped talking and waved his sleeve.

"Enemy attack!"

Su Zhining channeled her inner energy and let out a loud shout, her voice carrying far and wide. The next second, she felt a terrifying surge of energy rushing towards her, and startled, she dodged away.

That terrifying internal energy was like a bone-deep infection, growing faster and faster the more it pursued.

She dodged several times, her figure becoming increasingly disheveled, when suddenly she was struck on the back, her internal energy instantly sealed off, and she fell to the ground.

A large hand pressed down on her head, and Ruan Caixiong stepped out from behind her with a smug smile on his lips. "Enjoy your dream."

This disciple of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is too troublesome to kill; otherwise, it might lure out the old monster of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, which would be detrimental to his grand plan.

Then, Ruan Caixiong walked out of the hall and saw that the two guards outside the door were still standing there faithfully, as if they had not heard Su Zhining's warning just now.

"The Six Doors are nothing special!"

Ruan Caixiong took two steps, and a ray of light seemed to flash around him, instantly transforming into the appearance of Hong Yuze.

Next up is Zhong Danyang.

He flicked his sleeve and leisurely headed towards the most central location—the Demon Suppression Hall.

That was left behind by the Demon Suppression Division of the previous dynasty. There have always been rumors that there is a secret realm inside the Demon Suppression Hall. Unfortunately, since the Demon Suppression Division was destroyed five hundred years ago, the secret realm has never been able to be opened again.

That is why the Six Doors of Qingzhou City were suppressed by the Eight Righteousness Gate.

The Eight Righteousness Sect controls secret realms, and more than one at that.

Hong Yuze arrived at the Demon Suppression Hall, only to be stopped by the guards. "Lord Hong, please wait! Lord Zhong is not in the hall at the moment."

He didn't speak, but merely glanced at them, a flash of white light in his pupils. Then, the two guards looked bewildered and retreated to the side.

The doors of the main hall suddenly swung open.

Hong Yuze stepped into the hall, and the door closed again. Suddenly, an ancient dragon head sculpture next to the hall shone with a faint light from its vertical pupils, illuminating him.

A distorted light flashed, and he transformed into a middle-aged man with an extremely ordinary appearance. This was his true form.

Fang Lue muttered to himself, "They say the Demon Suppression Hall can identify all illusions, it really is amazing."

His "Mirage Pearl" was a disguise that could even fool a powerful expert in the Divine Realm, but under the Candle Dragon Eye in this hall, it revealed its true form.

Fortunately, the Demon Suppression Bureau is not the one in the Demon Suppression Hall now!
He thought with some relief, otherwise, with his first-grade cultivation level, trying to break into this place would undoubtedly be a pipe dream.

The Demon Suppression Division of the previous dynasty was far more powerful than the current Six Doors. This organization was specifically designed to suppress the Longevity Cult, which had three major factions, all of which were wiped out by the Demon Suppression Division in conjunction with forces such as the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

This is why the world has enjoyed five hundred years of peace.

The Demon Suppression Hall was empty; it was occupied by Zhong Danyang and could not be summoned, nor could anyone enter.

Fang Lue put his hands behind his back and walked towards the back of the main hall.

In a short while, they arrived at a garden behind the main hall, where a huge banyan tree grew, its trunk so large that it would take more than a dozen people to encircle it, and it was unknown how long it had been growing.

"This is it!"

Fang Lue's tone carried a hint of fanaticism.

With a flick of his wrist, he produced a black token, held it high, and instantly the space trembled. The enormous banyan tree also moved without wind, its branches and leaves shaking more and more violently.

"Who goes there? How dare you trespass here!"

Suddenly, an angry voice rang out, and a figure flew out of the hall with incredible speed, as if the earth had shrunk to an inch.

This person was none other than Zhong Danyang, who was in seclusion. Sensing the spatial tremors, he immediately rushed over.

He saw the person standing under the banyan tree, and the black token in the other person's hand. His heart skipped a beat.

Fang Lue, who only had the cultivation of the first rank, looked at Zhong Danyang, who was in the Divine Treasure Realm, and a strange smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, the trunk of the big banyan tree split open on its own.

The cave entrance was pitch black, its destination unknown. Zhong Danyang's face lit up with wild joy—it was the passage to the secret realm!

Whoosh!
He flashed into the passage, only a breath slower than Fang, and disappeared.

Subsequently, the hole in the banyan tree closed on its own, restoring it to its original state.

The garden returned to tranquility, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

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The second level of the prison.

Zhang Dingce was filled with despair. He never imagined that in peacetime, someone would break into the prison and attempt a prison break.

He couldn't understand how these two had managed to sneak in.

Although many colleagues have become quite lazy in their work style, it is impossible to let two unfamiliar third-rank officials sneak in, right?

What do those people do for a living?
Not only him, but most of the others probably thought the same way, knowing that they were likely to die here today.

There is only one young Lord Gu on my side. Although he is also a third-rank official, his cultivation level is probably still shallow. And he is only one person. How can he fight against two opponents?

Besides, how could such a young master from a prestigious family possibly care about the lives of these people?
If they really started fighting, the aftershocks could kill them.

In this atmosphere, the two prison breakers made their move. The two were extremely coordinated, one wielding a knife and the other a sword, their internal energy extremely condensed. Their target was naturally the only third-rank prisoner present.

Once this sole threat is removed, no one in this prison can stop them.

when!
The passage was narrow, and Chen Ming had no way to avoid it. He could only take the sword head-on, and felt an indescribable force hit him, sending him flying.

"It's a divine weapon!"

The swordsman glanced at the sword in his hand, which already had a small nick the size of a grain of rice. A greedy glint flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Junior brother, this divine weapon is mine!"

Then, they chased after him impatiently, fearing that their companions would try to steal the divine weapon.

The junior brother wielding the knife curled his lip and said somewhat dejectedly, "I don't use a sword, so why would I steal it from you?"

He slowed his pace. That last move had shown him that the young man's strength was nothing special, far inferior to his senior brother's. His senior brother could handle him alone.

So he said, "I'll leave this person to you; I'll go find my martial uncle first!"

"Thank you very much, junior brother. I will definitely find you a precious sword next time."

The senior brother wielding the sword shouted loudly, and his long saber attacked Chen Ming like a storm.

Soon, only the two fighters remained in the passage.

Several of his men and the jailers had already scattered and fled, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath of the fight between the two.

"Boy, hand over the divine weapon in your hand, and I'll let you die a quicker death."

The swordsman, unwilling to let his sword be damaged any further, dodged the opponent's sword as he attacked, and for a moment, he was unable to do anything to his opponent. He then shouted sharply.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly shouted, "Catch!"

He actually threw the divine weapon in his hand over.

What a coward!

As Master was right, these scions of noble families are all cowards.

The swordsman was overjoyed as he saw the divine weapon in his hands. He was already fantasizing about refining it into his natal weapon, which would greatly improve his cultivation, making him as formidable as his uncle, a rare opponent among his peers.

Suddenly, the sound of a long sword being drawn was heard.

Oh, and that kid also has a sword.

In a fleeting glance, the man saw a blazing sword light approaching, as hot as flames and as dazzling as the sun, not only capturing his entire vision but also instantly taking over his entire mind.

The next moment, the raging flames consumed him, and he died on the spot before he could even think.

You have killed a level 73 enemy and gained 26 million experience points.

This was the first time Chen Ming had used the "Weapon Control Technique" to wield the "Mingfeng Sword," instantly killing a third-rank opponent.

In fact, he could have easily killed this enemy head-on. However, to be on the safe side, he used some other methods.

This had become his fighting instinct.

Moreover, in order to avoid exposing the secret of the "Mingfeng Sword" in front of the other members of the Six Doors, he waited until everyone was gone before he made his move.

After the "Mingfeng Sword" pierced the man's heart, a faint purple light flashed, and in a moment, Chen Ming was able to examine the man's memories through this peerless divine weapon.

"Just as Zhou Yilan said, there are three senior masters above, all of whom are of the first rank. There are also a dozen or so fellow disciples, three of whom are of the third rank..."

He wanted to see if there was any other useful information in this person's memory.

"Have it!"

"So that's their plan... The strongest senior master will be responsible for dealing with Hong Yuze..."

"This person's natal object is a mirage pearl? It can even change one's appearance and create illusions in others..."

(End of this chapter)