The First Sage of Military Strategists

"Chase!"

Lin Motong was too lazy to get entangled with Ma Meng and the others. The Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit flapped its wings and soared out again, chasing after the direction where the Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill was located at high speed.

Among these people, the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit had the fastest flight speed, so it took the lead and rushed to the front, rapidly closing the distance between itself and Bao Dan.

Just as he was about to catch up again, suddenly, a blood-red phantom descended from the sky at a speed faster than his, and in a flash, it caught up with the blood pill and snatched it into its hand.

"Who?"

"Oh no, it's Han Qing!"

Everyone stopped in their tracks, their faces grave. Not long ago, Han Qing's fierce battle with Moon Guardian King and others had made the whole world aware that he possessed formidable combat power comparable to that of a leader of a holy land.

Therefore, as soon as Han Qing appeared, he immediately became the strongest among them.

Han Qing ignored these people. He stood on the back of the Void Blood Roc, holding a precious pill in his hand. The latter tried to struggle and escape, but was directly sealed by him using the Yin-Yang True Realm.

Bao Dan immediately quieted down, transforming from a miniature demonic dragon into a deep purple round pill.

Han Qing felt refreshed and invigorated by the fragrant medicinal aroma wafting around his nose, as if his body was undergoing a transformation.

"What a wonderful pill!" he thought with delight.

"Work together and kill him!"

Without a second thought, Luo Yueying first let out a loud shout, and then made a fierce move. The Wuchang Sword in her hand flew out, gleaming with a grayish light. In a flash, it turned into a stream of light and stabbed straight towards Han Qing.

Han Qing's eyes narrowed. He sensed intense malice and killing intent emanating from all directions. Clearly, these people were unwilling to let him take away the precious pill and wanted to attack him together.

He felt no fear whatsoever, only a cold laugh: "It seems you haven't realized how vast the difference in strength is between us. Very well, today I will not only seize the pill, but also help you face reality!"

As they chatted and laughed, Han Qing raised his hand and struck out with a palm strike in mid-air, hitting the flying Wuchang Sword squarely. The force of his palm strike shattered the sword's light and caused the sword to tremble, emitting a buzzing sound as it spiraled towards the ground.

However, after falling a certain distance, it suddenly spiraled up again, like a swimming fish, drawing an arc as it flew rapidly towards Luo Yueying.

However, Han Qing had already made the first move. Suddenly, a black and gold lotus flower appeared, and the power of magic surged within it. It abruptly closed and sealed the lotus flower inside.

Luo Yueying's expression changed drastically; her connection with the Impermanent Sword had been severed.

However, she had no time to worry, because an even greater crisis was brewing.

Amidst the surging winds, a vast surge of magical power erupted from Han Qing's body, merging with the surging martial intent. In an instant, it coalesced behind him into a black-armored warrior, clad in heavy armor, surrounded by black mist, radiating immense pressure.

A hint of confusion flashed through Luo Yueying's mind and eyes, as she was momentarily unaware of what secret technique Han Qing was using.
Han Qing understood that this was still the future Great Unity Body, but he had absorbed Xiang Ying's martial arts skills, transformed his proficiency, and pushed the realm of this secret technique to the point of breaking through the limit.

After breaking through the limits, the Great Unity Body of the Future underwent a change, perfectly merging with the Military Strategist's Domain of Evil, becoming more powerful and more characteristic of the Military Strategist's Divine Refiner.

Han Qing could sense that after breaking through the limit, the combat power of this Dharma Body had more than doubled, which was an extremely huge increase in combat power.

He was looking for an opponent to prove his point, and these people just happened to come along.

So, with a thought, his physical body soared out at great speed, arriving above Luo Yueying's head in an instant, accompanied by billowing evil mist.

He raised his hand and struck out with a palm. Luo Yueying dodged and retreated rapidly, feeling an endless pressure rolling in, making her body tense and almost unable to breathe.

However, endless malevolent mist surged around her, turning into a vortex that spun rapidly, emitting a powerful suction force. Luo Yueying was caught in it and could not escape for the time being, so she could only take the blow head-on.

With a wave of her hand, chains suddenly appeared in the world, like a spider web, binding the black-armored body in an instant.

However, a tremendous force suddenly erupted from the black-armored body, instantly shattering the chains. The remaining power of the palm strike was undiminished, still landing solidly on Luo Yueying.

Bang!
Under the horrified gazes of countless people, Luo Yueying's protective robe was torn apart and collapsed. She herself was also sent flying by a palm strike, spitting out blood. It was unknown how many bones she had broken or how many new wounds she had sustained.

"What terrifying palm strike!" Ma Meng muttered to himself, his eyelids twitching.

With just a casual, light palm strike, he took away most of Luo Yueying's life. This terrifying strength confirmed the rumors that Han Qing indeed possessed the strength to fight against a first-level expert, the leader of a holy land.

Ma Meng felt a sense of despair. He considered himself a genius, but he never expected to encounter Han Qing, a true genius. Every time they met, Han Qing's combat strength would improve dramatically. This rapid growth gave him the illusion that he could never catch up.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he repeatedly transmitted his voice.

"Brother Tan, Brother Zhao, let's retreat quickly! Han Qing's strength is too terrifying. He is already a leader of the Holy Land. Even if we join forces, we are no match for him."

Tan Yuanming's face darkened: "I won't accept just handing over the precious pill like this!"

"Indeed, Han Qing is indeed a powerful thief, but with so many people joining forces, there's no guarantee they won't have a chance!" Zhao Yueqiu gritted her teeth, feeling extremely unwilling.

“No matter how many people we have, it’s useless. As long as we’re alive, we can always make a comeback. Let’s run away quickly,” Ma Meng said again.

“Ma Meng, you’re so young, how can you be so lacking in vigor?” Zhao Yueqiu shouted.

“Ma Meng, do not be afraid. I have a talisman in my hand, which comes from the Six Desires Demon Lord. He is the last supreme true demon in this world. In this critical moment, as long as I activate this talisman, I can borrow the power of the Six Desires Demon Lord to help us escape.” Tan Yuanming suddenly said.

Both Ma and Meng were shocked. A living demon? This was completely shattering their understanding.

The consensus among people is that demons were extinct in ancient times. Although a few people cultivate the demonic path, they are not true demons.

While the three were exchanging information rapidly, Luo Yueying was already in dire straits.

She fell to the ground, then quickly took flight again, trying to escape into the distance.

However, just as he had flown a hundred miles, a surge of magical power erupted, directly sealing him within the Yin-Yang True Realm.

Luo Yueying screamed in terror, "Han Qing, don't kill me!"

However, in the next instant, the black-gold lotus turned, and a surge of ethereal power erupted, causing Luo Yueying's body and soul to collapse and dissipate silently. At this moment, Han Qing glanced around and discovered that many more people had arrived nearby, but most of them dared not approach, concealing their auras with secret techniques and observing from a distance, like lone wolves wandering about, hoping to take advantage of the chaos.

Han Qing didn't take these people seriously. If they were truly powerful, they wouldn't be hiding like this. As long as he displayed enough combat strength, these people would naturally disperse.

Suddenly, he frowned, sensing a surge of malice coming from his side and behind. He turned around and saw Lin Motong, who was on the back of the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit, staring intently at him with eyes devoid of joy or sorrow.

"You also want to snatch the Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill from me? Forgive my bluntness, but Lin Motong, your current strength is simply not enough," Han Qing said in a deep voice.

Lin Motong's relationship with him has always been unique; they are neither friends nor enemies. Therefore, Han Qing did not make a move immediately. If it were the Luo family or the Han family, he would have slapped them by now.

"The Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill is extremely important to me, Han Qing. Name your price. I'm willing to buy it. If you agree, you'll also gain the friendship of the Mo family," Lin Motong said softly.

"The Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill is also of great use to me. You should leave quickly. Even if you have the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit to help you, you are no match for me!" Han Qing shook his head.

As for the second half of his statement, regarding the friendship with the Mo family, he didn't take it to heart at all. He disliked such empty rhetoric and only wanted practical benefits.

Lin Motong didn't say anything, but the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit beneath him suddenly spoke. It was arrogant and short-tempered by nature. Hearing Han Qing's words, it felt that it had been slighted and immediately felt a strong desire to fight. It wanted to beat Han Qing to a pulp, seize the core, and prove itself.

"You arrogant little brat! Outsiders all say you're powerful, but I don't believe it. I want to test your strength!"

"Don't be impulsive!" Lin Motong secretly transmitted his voice. The Azure Dragon Giant Spirit was nearby, and he was waiting for it to arrive. Only when the two giant spirits joined forces would he have the confidence to clash with Han Qing. However, the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit was too stubborn and did not listen to him at all. It pounced directly on Han Qing.

It radiated a crimson glow, with blazing flames, flowing light, and billowing smoke, turning a large area of ​​the sky a vibrant red, and a scorching heatwave spread throughout the world.

The surrounding crowd was filled with fear. The momentum was truly terrifying. From a distance, it looked like a great sun rising up and crashing around. If you put yourself in its shoes, most people felt that they could not withstand it and had to avoid its sharp edge.

"Can Han Qing withstand it? The Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit has fully unleashed its power!" someone asked inwardly.

However, Han Qing quickly answered his doubts with his actions; he could, and he did so with overwhelming force.

But then the future Great Unity Body unleashed a punch, and the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit soaring in the sky was suddenly struck. A thunderous sound like a drum erupted first, and then the flames on the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit's body were directly shattered. Countless mechanical parts scattered to the ground, and its main body flew towards the earth, crashing straight into a small mountain, causing the mountain to collapse and triggering an earthquake with dust waves rising everywhere.

The crowd was filled with fear, for he had severely injured the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit with a single, seemingly effortless punch; their combat prowess was on a completely different level.

"Lin Motong, since you are so stubborn and still want to make a move even after I warned you, then you're not leaving!"

Han Qing's voice echoed between heaven and earth. With a flash of light, the Eight Directions Puppet shot out from the inner space and headed straight for Lin Motong.

Lin Motong dodged and retreated, feeling quite dissatisfied with the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit. He had warned him many times to wait for the Azure Dragon Giant Spirit to arrive before making a move, as he was no match for Han Qing in a one-on-one fight. However, the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit did not listen and was smashed to pieces with a single punch, losing face for himself, for the Mo family, and putting him in a dangerous situation.

However, at this moment, someone else attacked Han Qing; it was Zhao Yueqiu, and she used her strongest killing move.

"Nine Peaks True Essence!"

In an instant, layers of mountain shadows appeared out of thin air, transforming into a cage that sealed off the large area where Han Qing was located.

Han Qing felt as if he were trapped in a cage.

"This is quite a magic weapon. It actually made me feel pressure. I suppose this must be the Zhao family's most precious treasure, the Nine Mountains Returning to Origin Furnace? You must be the strongest of the Zhao family this generation, Zhao Yueqiu!" Han Qing said with a smile.

"Han Qing, hand over the Demon Pill! It was originally refined by the three of us. Your forceful seizure is not a benevolent act!" Zhao Yueqiu shouted.

"I, Han Qing, only speak of benevolence and righteousness to friends, good people, and the common people. You are not worthy of such respect. Your alchemy furnace is quite impressive, so give it to me!"

The Black-Armored Saint Body struck again, raising his hand to deliver a punch. With a thunderous roar, the layers of mountain shadows collapsed instantly.

Zhao Yueqiu groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, her face showing horror.

Too strong, too strong to be defeated.

The next instant, the Black Armored Saint Body took a step forward and appeared directly in front of him, raising his hand to unleash a punch.

When that punch landed, Zhao Yueqiu felt as if the world was about to collapse. He seemed to activate his alchemy furnace, using it as a shield to protect himself.

Bang!
With a single punch, the alchemy furnace was blasted away, leaving a fist imprint. The immense force caused the furnace to vibrate violently, producing a muffled sound like the ringing of a great bell. The spiritual patterns on it were also shaken by the punch and quickly dimmed.

Han Qing grabbed at it from a distance, fully activating the Boundless Stele. A ball of dark light appeared out of thin air, directly swallowing the alchemy furnace and taking it into his inner space.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Yueqiu fled thousands of miles away. Suddenly, she felt that the connection between herself and the alchemy furnace had been severed. She couldn't help but vomit a large amount of blood. This was not due to injury, but purely because she was angry.

This was one of the most powerful magical treasures he possessed, and also one of the most powerful treasures in the Zhao family. If it were taken away like this, his combat power would instantly drop by 30%, and he would have a hard time explaining it when he returned home.

"My alchemy furnace!" Zhao Yueqiu roared through gritted teeth.

"Brother Zhao, don't be impulsive. As long as you're alive, you can always make something out of it. It's just a pill furnace, right? You'll have even better magic weapons in the future!" Tan Yuanming's voice drifted from the side, sounding comforting, but his eyes were filled with joy, giving off a gloating feeling.

Ma Meng also came over: "I told you long ago, Han Qing is too ruthless now, almost invincible. Let's run!"

"I won't run! The pill is gone, and the alchemy furnace is lost too. I must get it back! Although Han Qing is strong, more and more powerful people are arriving, and the situation is becoming increasingly chaotic. We may still have a chance." Zhao Yueqiu gritted his teeth. He was unwilling to accept this and couldn't bear to part with the precious pill and the alchemy furnace.

Ma Meng sighed, neither continuing to persuade him nor leaving. He had given up hope of seizing the throne and just wanted to watch the spectacle.

As Zhao Yueqiu escaped, Han Qing once again turned his attention to Lin Motong. Although there were many powerful figures present, he felt that Lin Motong posed the greatest threat. After all, he was the next generation leader of the Mo family, backed by a powerful figure, and who knows what trump cards he might have. He had to eliminate him first.

But as the Black Armored Saint Body flashed forward, Lin Motong also felt a strong sense of life and death crisis. Just one Eight Directions Puppet had already given him a headache and put him in a dangerous situation. If another Black Armored Saint Body came, he would definitely not be a match for him.

At this critical moment, the earth suddenly trembled, and a powerful and resonant voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"stop!"

Bang!
Suddenly, a huge crater exploded in the ground, and a mechanical dragon hundreds of feet long burst out of the ground and rose abruptly, rushing straight towards the black-armored holy body at an extremely fast speed. It was the Azure Dragon Giant Spirit who had rushed over.

However, despite its impressive display, the actual effect was rather mediocre. Han Qing dodged and delivered a punch that struck the Azure Dragon Giant's head squarely. The force of the punch sent it flying. (End of Chapter)