The First Sage of Military Strategists

"Hahahaha!" Ma Meng burst into laughter.

"You old man are quite interesting. What is demon? What is good and evil? I only know that power is everything. If I am the best in the world, and you dare to say even half a word of evil to me, I will cut you down!"
However, whether he is a demon or not is unimportant; I don't care at all!
"I originally came here today for Han Qing, but your words have made me very unhappy, so I'll kill you first!" Ma Meng's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and he pounced on Yue Jinbiao in a flash.

Han Qing, having overheard their conversation, also became very interested, as he had some knowledge of ancient history.

At that time, many races coexisted in this world, and the demon race was one of them.

The demon race was ferocious and powerful, raising all things as food. In the early Middle Ages and late Ancient Ages, they eventually sparked a rebellion by all races, leading to the extermination of the demon race.

He didn't know whether this history was true or false, but he had read similar accounts in many ancient books.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Ma Meng had already charged in front of him. Han Qing had an idea: he wanted to capture this boy alive to see what a demon was, what demonic thoughts were, and whether this boy had truly become a saint at the age of ten.

The next instant, a Yin-Yang seal suddenly flew out from between his brows, shimmering with nine layers of light.

As Ma Meng rushed closer, his expression suddenly changed drastically. He felt as if he had suddenly been plunged into a quagmire, with every move he made subject to great resistance and restraint, and his vital energy was rapidly draining away at an alarming rate.

"Is this the Ninefold Yin-Yang Curse Seal?" Ma Meng exclaimed in surprise.

"Why don't you surrender?"

Han Qing shouted, and the Yin-Yang curse seal suddenly transformed into a large hand of colorful light that reached out to grab him.

Ma Meng instantly felt the binding and oppressive forces around him increase tenfold. He felt as if he had fallen into a cocoon, and his body was about to be annihilated at any moment.

"Destruction Demon Eye!"

Ma Meng's expression changed drastically, and another eye suddenly appeared between his brows. This was his third eye, which seemed to have a life of its own and swayed back and forth within it.

The next instant, a deep purple light shot out from those eyes, striking the Yin-Yang Curse Seal squarely, causing it to momentarily sever its connection with Han Qing.

"Huh?" Han Qing asked in surprise.

"Go!" Ma Meng turned and ran.

Just as Han Qing was about to make a move to stop him, Ma Meng suddenly unleashed an extremely powerful escape technique.

His entire body was enveloped in a purple light, which then instantly split into countless smaller ones, flying off in different directions at high speed and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Han Qingfa scanned the area and found that every wisp of purple light emitted the exact same aura, so much so that even he could not distinguish them.

"This kid is quite strong, but we were too careless," Han Qing murmured.

Both this pupil light technique and this escape method are extremely sophisticated, and they do not belong to any particular school of magic.

With just these two moves, there are very few people in the world who can kill this man.

"Even demons have appeared; the world is getting more and more chaotic," Zhou Xiaoru sighed.

"This is a good thing. Before the humanitarian reform, the world will inevitably fall into chaos. The more chaotic the situation, the more intense the humanitarian reform will be. At that time, many people will break through their barriers and become saints." Yue Jinbiao said with a dry laugh. This old man also had a personality that seemed to thrive on chaos.

"The success of one general is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers. This saying is also appropriate in the wave of human change. The birth of every sage will result in the deaths of countless people," said Zhou Xiaoru.

"The strong rise with the wind, undergo tribulations and are reborn, while the weak are shattered to pieces and sink into eternal damnation. This is an unchanging truth. Why should Mr. Zhou be so compassionate?" Yan Qiuling said. She was a demon, cold-hearted, and knew nothing of sympathy.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. No matter how the situation changes, as long as we're strong enough, all calamities will be resolved and crushed. Let's go to Tongzhou!" Han Qing suddenly waved his hand, and a gust of wind rose from the ground, carrying the two of them away at high speed towards the North Pole. The four horses were swallowed by the ghostly light and directly absorbed into the Boundless Monument.

"Not riding horses anymore?" Yan Qiuling asked.

"I'm not riding anymore. This kid ruined my mood. Now I just want to get to Tongzhou as quickly as possible." Han Qing's voice echoed in the wind.

...

Hundreds of miles away, suddenly streaks of light flew by and converged on a high slope to form Ma Meng's figure.

He looked extremely tired and his breath was weak.

"I never expected to encounter such a powerful expert so soon after leaving the palace, forcing me to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique." Ma Meng frowned.

Although the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique is an extremely powerful escape method, it greatly depletes his demonic energy and blood, and can only be used once every six months.

"Han Qing, oh Han Qing, this person is most suitable to be my demon servant. No rush, after I've gone through a round of training and my strength has greatly increased, I will definitely be able to subdue this person!" Ma Meng pondered, then suddenly took flight and disappeared without a trace.

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Tongzhou.

Fengning City is the largest city in the north and is known as the city of frozen soil. It is said that there was no city here in the past, but a sage built this magnificent city overnight with great power.

Han Qing and his companions had already flown to the outside of the city, but they found the city gates tightly closed and all passersby being checked and verified. The security was extremely tight, and in fact, the entire Tongzhou was in a tense atmosphere.

Han Qing glanced around and saw a large river dozens of miles west of the city. It was a river of lava, radiating a crimson light and emitting rolling heat waves.

This is a spectacular sight that can only be seen in Tongzhou, and the source of this lava river is an even larger and more expansive lava lake called Bihai Lake.

Han Qing didn't know how this lava lake was formed, but the largest cities in Tongzhou were basically built around this lake and river.

"Let's go, let's enter the city. Fengning City Lord Qi Hong is a member of the Qi family. I have Qi Wufeng's token. Once we meet him, the situation in Tongzhou should become clear." Han Qing said, leading the three of them into the city.

With his current strength, if he wanted to conceal his aura, very few people would be able to detect it.

...

The four of them continued on their way and soon arrived outside the city lord's mansion.

Han Qing did not go in directly, but instead landed outside a restaurant opposite the city lord's mansion.

"The situation is complicated now. I'll go in first to scout things out. You all wait here for my news," Han Qing said.

"it is good."

The group split up. Han Qing used a secret technique to conceal his figure and swaggered into the city lord's mansion, while Yan Qiuling and the other two turned around and entered the restaurant behind them.

...

The main hall of the city lord's mansion.

A man with thick eyebrows sat in a chair, his eyes darting back and forth, his face filled with worry.

He could hear the woman's shrill screams coming from the neighboring courtyard, which made his heart bleed.

Sitting on a chair next to him was an old man, carrying a long sword, with white hair and a youthful face, exuding an otherworldly and refined air.

This man was Su Beihong, a master of the Sword Palace, while the thick-browed man was Qi Hong, the lord of Fengning City.

Su Beihong leisurely sipped his tea, his gaze sweeping over Qi Hong.

Qi Hong's face was quite ugly. He looked at Su Beihong, who seemed quite professional and had the air of a master, but in his eyes, he was nothing more than a beast in human clothing. "Lord Qi, if you don't bow your head, the women in your family will all be ruined by Huangfu Qi. This man is a master of the Yin-Yang Sect, a lecherous fiend. Right now, it's just your maids being humiliated, but in a little while, it will be your wives and daughters!" Su Beihong said with a gentle smile.

"You hypocrites! Sword Palace has always been a prestigious and righteous sect, renowned for its chivalry and honor. How could such a bunch of scoundrels appear in this generation?" Qi Hong cursed.

He desperately wanted to strike and kill Su Beihong with a single punch, but the difference in their strength was too great, and he didn't even have the right to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

"We, the Sword Palace, are all upright gentlemen. Sometimes, however, we are forced by circumstances to do things against our conscience. It's no big deal. Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. If you are burdened by reputation and care about right and wrong, you'll never be able to accomplish anything great in your life." Su Beihong remained expressionless, completely disregarding Qi Hong's words.

"Shameless bastards, colluding with the Yin-Yang Sect to harm the women of the city! Such behavior is outrageous and intolerable to Heaven!" Qi Hong continued to curse.

Su Beihong shook his head: "Lord Qi, you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Fine, I'll have Huangfu Qi bring your wife and daughters here and humiliate them in front of you, so you can experience the excruciating pain!"

"Despicable scoundrel!" Qi Hong continued to curse, then coughed violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Previously, Su Beihong and another person had joined forces to injure him, and the injury has not yet healed.

"Haha, Elder Su's words are exactly what I was thinking!"

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from outside the door. A bald man stepped into the hall, followed by two servants, each with a woman.

The woman on the left is older, and although her face shows signs of age, she is still very beautiful. She must have been a stunning beauty in her youth. The woman on the right is much younger, around sixteen years old, with fair skin that looks like it could be squeezed to release moisture.

These two women are Qi Hong's wife and daughter, while the bald man in black is Huangfu Qi, a master of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Qi Hong, why don't you bow your head? If you cooperate with us and successfully take control of the entire Fengning City, your wife and daughters will escape this calamity!" Huangfu Qi said in a deep voice.

"If Fengning City falls into your hands, countless people will suffer," Qi Hong said through gritted teeth.

"What a stubborn temper! Then I'll send your wife and daughters to their deaths!" Huangfu Qi said sternly.

He reached out and started tearing at the clothes of the girl next to him, who let out a terrified scream.

"You dare!"

"Why don't you dare?"

Just then, a gentle breeze suddenly swept through the hall, and Huangfu Qi suddenly felt a strange thought arise within him, causing him to fall into an illusion. As far as his eyes could see, illusions abounded.

His expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly activated his secret technique to clear away this distracting thought, thus extricating himself from the illusion.

"Who?" He stepped back, his gaze fixed intently on the main entrance of the city lord's mansion.

"The Sword Palace has actually colluded with the Yin-Yang Sect, and their actions are so despicable. Even I, an outsider, can't stand it anymore. You two deserve to die." Han Qing stepped into the hall and said unhurriedly.

His magical powers had already spread out, enveloping the entire city lord's mansion. He saw in the adjacent courtyard that there were no fewer than twenty women lying naked on the bed, their deaths tragic.

This was exactly what Huangfu Qi did, which shows that he was a twisted man who enjoyed torturing and killing women. He was a true demon among men, a beast in human clothing.

"Who are you?" Su Beihong also put away his smile, his gaze sweeping over Han Qing, one hand on the hilt of his sword, poised to strike at any moment.

Han Qing shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Who I am is not important. Where is Xiang Ying now?"

"Your inquiry into my master's whereabouts suggests ill intentions. I advise you not to overestimate yourself. My master has already clashed with the Grand Master of the Yin-Yang Sect and is currently in Bihai City. You may have the strength, but you cannot afford to be presumptuous," Su Beihong said loudly.

He was quite wary of Han Qing. The wind that had just blown by was actually warm, which meant that Han Qing was a saint, while the two of them were only half-saints. If they really fought, he had no confidence at all.

"Hmph! You're trying to intimidate me and force me to back down by bringing up Xiang Ying and the Yin-Yang Sect's Grand Master of Fate? Fine, enough nonsense. I'll wipe out these two beasts first, and then make a decision!" Han Qing said in a deep voice.

"You madman! Do you really think we two are afraid of you? Brother Huangfu, go all out and we'll make sure he dies a horrible death!" Su Beihong said loudly.

"Alright, Brother Su, let's join forces and wipe him out!" Huangfu Qi shouted, unleashing a fierce aura.

But in the next instant, the two of them took off at the same time, breaking through the roof of the hall, one heading east and the other west, flying away at high speed.

"That old bastard..." Huangfuqi cursed inwardly.

"As expected, the Yin-Yang Sect is not to be trusted!" Su Beihong cursed inwardly.

Seeing this, Han Qing understood that although the Yin Yang Sect and the Sword Palace had joined forces, they did not trust each other. It must be that Xiang Ying and the Yin Yang Sect's Grand Master of Fate had secretly reached some agreement to work together temporarily.

With his thoughts swirling, Han Qing's hands moved without pause. He soared into the air, clad in a fierce armor, and charged straight at Huangfu Qi. At the same time, the Yin Spirit Warrior appeared and pounced eastward to kill Su Beihong.

As soon as Huangfu Qi took to the sky, he felt a strong wind whistling behind him.

He turned around and swept his magic senses around, and was immediately terrified. Han Qing's flying speed was more than three to five times faster than his. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of him.

"Die!" Han Qing swung his sword, unleashing a dazzling burst of blade light forward.

Just as Huangfu Qi was about to retaliate, he suddenly saw a precious umbrella appear behind Han Qing. The umbrella opened automatically, releasing waves of golden light. In an instant, his body was surrounded by the golden light, as if he had fallen into a quagmire and could not move.

"Not good!" Huangfu Qi's expression changed drastically.

He tried to struggle, but it was too late. In the next instant, the dazzling blade light crashed down like a wave, engulfing him completely.

The difference in strength between the two was enormous. Huangfu Qi had no ability to resist at all. His body was directly blown apart, turning into a cloud of blood mist. His soul was also swallowed by a ball of dark light and absorbed into the space inside the Boundless Monument.

the other side.

Su Beihong scanned the area with his magical senses and saw that Huangfu Qi had been killed so easily, and he was immediately filled with fear.

"How can this person be so strong? Could it be that some old monster has emerged from seclusion?"

Just then, the Undying Yin Spirit caught up from behind.

Su Beihong dared not be negligent and immediately unleashed a sword strike, his strongest strike of the day.

A bright, dazzling sword beam shot forward, engulfing the Yin Spirit Warrior in an instant, causing all the people in the city to look up and watch, their minds shaken.

"Even a saint would be injured if struck by my sword, so these Yin soldiers are bound to collapse!" Su Beihong thought to himself.

But in the next instant, a dark figure rushed out from the sword light, raised his hand and slashed at him with a knife.

"What?" Su Beihong exclaimed in surprise. He was shocked to find that the Yin Spirit Warrior was completely unharmed, and his fear intensified.

"Not good! This Yin spirit is so powerful, I'm no match for him at all, run!!"

He suddenly unleashed a secret technique, transforming himself into a streak of rainbow light and fleeing rapidly toward the North Pole.

"Now that you're here, don't leave!"

Suddenly, three figures appeared in front of him, blocking his path. (End of Chapter)