The First Sage of Military Strategists

Another instant kill with a single punch. Lin Motong finally realized the reality: the difference in combat power was simply too great, and he was no match for him at all.

Lin Motong had no intention of continuing the fight, so she turned around and landed on the back of the Vermilion Bird Giant Spirit. The latter flapped its wings and suddenly took off.

"Han Qing, your strength is indeed unbelievably powerful. Another day, the leader of my Mo family will pay you a visit!"

Lin Motong left behind an ambiguous statement and quickly flew away.

Han Qing did not pursue them, because he spotted an enemy among the onlookers nearby: Nian Tong, the head of the Nian family.

The latter, dressed in a long blue robe, watched from a distance without making a move.

However, Han Qing sensed great malice from him. In addition, Nian Tong was riding a six-tusked giant elephant, the most famous spirit beast of the Nian family. It was an ancient and powerful beast, and only one of them remained to this day.

So he didn't hesitate to make a move. The Black Armored Saint Body suddenly turned around, appeared above his head, and threw a punch.

Nian Tong was stunned. He didn't expect to be attacked suddenly. He hurriedly dodged and flew backward. The six-tusked white elephant under him reacted quickly and suddenly leaped up. Its thick, white jade-like trunk lashed out at Han Qing.

As a result, the elephant's trunk and the fist collided in mid-air, and the force of the punch shattered the section of the trunk, causing a chaotic rain of blood to fall between heaven and earth.

The six-tusked white elephant let out a mournful cry and staggered backward, but Han Qing had no intention of letting it go. He rushed forward and threw another punch, this time hitting the elephant squarely in the abdomen. Boom! A bloody hole was punched out first, and then a tremendous force burst out from the fist and raged wildly inside the elephant's body.

The six-tusked white elephant shuddered and exploded, bursting into a dazzling flower of blood.

Nian Tong was terrified as he watched this scene unfold. He shouted, "Han Qing, what do you mean by this? I was just watching from the sidelines, why did you suddenly intervene?"

"Nian Tong, your Nian family sent someone to assassinate me. Do you really think I didn't know? You're just a lackey of the Luo family. Now that I've run into you, how can I let you go?" Han Qing's voice echoed.

Nian Tong was shocked. He hadn't expected his plan to be exposed. He had indeed hired someone to assassinate Han Qing, hoping to strengthen his relationship with the Han and Luo families and prevent himself from being overthrown in this major upheaval.

Now that things had come to this, he had no intention of arguing, because Han Qing was filled with murderous intent and had clearly made up his mind to make a move.

"Han Qing, do you really think you can do whatever you want?"

With a wave of his hand, Nian Tong suddenly summoned nine colossal beasts before him, each one enormous, with ferocious faces and menacing aura.

Han Qing glanced around and discovered that these nine-headed beasts were all ancient mythical creatures. For example, the giant snake on the far left was a hundred feet long and had three heads, each covered with blue scales, rainbow scales, and white scales. It could breathe out gales, flames, and frost. It was called Qidora. In the Great Yu region, it was called the Doomsday Calamity, meaning that the place where this three-headed snake appeared would surely bring a doomsday calamity.

For example, there is a giant beast next to it that is over ten feet long, covered in white feathers, shaped like an owl, but with the face of a gray-white old man. It is called the Human-Faced Owl. Legend has it that its cries carry a strong curse, and listening to them will cause one's soul to decay and perish. Hence, it is also known as the Death-Announcer Bird.

These ancient mythical beasts have now become extinct, but Nian Tong summoned nine of them with a wave of his hand, demonstrating the profound heritage of his thousand-year-old family.

However, Han Qing was not afraid. His strength was enough to dominate a region in ancient times, so he was not afraid of these ferocious beasts.

So, the Black-Armored Saint Body charged into the horde of beasts in a flash, his fists waving and attacking in all directions. With a series of muffled thuds, one strange beast after another was smashed to pieces in mid-air, like a burst of blood and flesh fireworks. In just a moment, all nine ancient strange beasts were annihilated, and a rain of blood fell from the sky.

Many onlookers were terrified. Some of them had never witnessed the power of a leader of a holy land before and did not understand how terrifying his strength was. But now they had seen it and felt that Han Qing was too ruthless and too powerful to be defeated.

It wasn't that these ancient ferocious beasts were too weak, but rather that Han Qing was too powerful.

Nian Tong turned and ran, but Han Qing had no intention of letting him go and chased after him with his black-armored holy body.

Suddenly, Han Qing frowned, sensing a sense of crisis.

With a whoosh, a figure flew in from afar; it was Li Qingniu.

Compared to before, Li Qingniu's strength has greatly improved. His aura is long and deep, and the imposing presence he exudes is as majestic as a mountain, seemingly unshakeable.

However, Li Qingniu seemed to be wary of Han Qing and did not approach him. Instead, he kept a certain distance away and suddenly raised his hand to throw out a large number of fire talismans.

In an instant, thousands of streams of light, which were actually thousands of fire talismans, surged up from all directions, enveloping Han Qing like a cage in an instant. Then they exploded violently, making a series of crackling sounds, causing Han Qing to fall into a storm of fire in an instant.

"A Thousand Spirits Explosive Talisman! It's rumored that this is the Lingqing Taoist Temple's trump card, crafted by the ancient Six Yang Dao Venerable. It can kill the leader of a holy land. There's only one left in the temple. This Han Qing will definitely be blown to pieces!" Zhao Yueqiu's eyes were filled with resentment.

All he wants now is to see Han Qing die; only with Han Qing dead will he have a chance to take back the alchemy furnace.

Rumble!
The explosions rose one after another, echoing for a full five or six breaths.

Everyone could feel the breathtaking power contained within, and they couldn't help but wonder if such a terrifying firestorm could kill Han Qing.

As he was pondering, the flames dissipated, and Han Qing's figure reappeared. He had more than ten wounds on his body, but in the next instant, starlight appeared, and his wounds healed quickly, restoring him to his peak condition.

"This Thousand Flame Spirit Explosion Talisman is quite powerful," Han Qing murmured. If it weren't for the Yuan Crystal Star Armor protecting him, he might have been seriously injured.

As he pondered, he glanced around and discovered that Li Qingniu and Nian Tong had both disappeared without a trace.

Li Qingniu seemed to have known all along that the Thousand Flame Spirit Explosion Talisman would be unable to kill Han Qing, so after he made his move, he didn't even look at the result before turning around and leaving, just to delay Han Qing and create an opportunity for Nian Tong to escape.

Han Qing immediately understood this as well, and silently made a mental note of Li Qingniu's debt, promising to repay him double when they met again in the future.

At this moment, the world suddenly fell silent, and no one made a move.

Han Qing's performance just now was truly terrifying. He defeated everyone with ease, giving the impression of sweeping through the world and suppressing everything.

Although the Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill is precious, one must be alive to consume it.

Silently, many of the onlookers left, but Han Qing was still unsatisfied. After this grand event, he had only killed Luo Yueying, and his gains were still too little.

It can only be said that these powerful individuals, who come from ancient families and martial arts holy lands, have extremely deep foundations and various means of self-preservation. In addition, they are connected with each other and help each other, making it no easy task to kill them.

Seeing the crowd leave, Han Qing had a sudden thought and made another move.

The others can leave, but Ma Meng and his two companions cannot.

He could tell that these three were in cahoots and all had great potential. If they were not eliminated in time, they could become a huge disaster in the future.

Secondly, Ma Meng and Tan Yuanming are both practitioners of demonic arts, making them extremely dangerous individuals who could potentially bring disaster to the world in the future. Therefore, even if Han Qing had no grudges against these people, he would not hesitate to take action.

At this moment, Zhao Yueqiu saw that Han Qing was unharmed and Li Qingniu had escaped. His face was extremely ugly. He knew that the alchemy furnace could never be retrieved.

"Han Qing, one day I will grind you to dust!" Zhao Yueqiu said through gritted teeth, her face contorted with rage.

"Brother Zhao, hurry up! A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years!" Ma Meng whispered.

As they were talking, the three of them suddenly saw the black-armored holy body flying towards them, and they were immediately terrified.

"Oh no, Han Qing, are you trying to wipe them all out?" Ma Meng shouted.

"You demonic scoundrels, you deserve to die! Stay here!" Han Qing declared loudly. The three turned and ran, but Han Qing pointed a finger, and magical power surged forth. In an instant, the Yin-Yang True Realm activated, and a lotus flower appeared out of thin air, directly gathering and sealing the three of them.

Han Qing's current strength far surpasses that of these three, so even a single move, Yin Yang True Realm, is difficult for them to break.

In an instant, Ma Meng and the other two were in dire straits.

Within the Yin-Yang True Realm, the heavens and earth were shrouded in a gray haze, and the Dharma thoughts were suppressed, unable to extend outward.

"What do we do? We're doomed!" Ma Meng's face was ashen.

He could feel a void force enveloping his body and soul, constantly seeping inward and corroding every aspect of his body and spirit, causing his strength to decline continuously.

It is foreseeable that before long, the three of them will completely fall into silence and turn into nothingness.

Tan Yuanming was also extremely anxious. Suddenly, he erupted, and a massive amount of dark starlight surged out of his body. It suddenly converged and condensed into a scorpion. With a flick of its tail, it stabbed at the barrier of the Yin-Yang True Realm. However, a backlash directly shattered the dark star scorpion into pieces.

A flicker of fear flashed in Tan Yuanming's eyes: "This Yin-Yang True Realm barrier is too strong, it can't be opened, it's simply impossible to open!"

"Zhao Yueqiu, where's the talisman? Bring it out immediately!" He suddenly remembered something and turned around abruptly.

With a flick of her palm, Zhao Yueqiu revealed an octagonal talisman that emitted a dark purple glow and was accompanied by various strange phenomena, transforming into thousands of magical beasts that roamed about.

He hesitated, "Although this item can borrow the power of the Six Desires Demon Lord, I've heard that this demon lord is extremely ferocious, and there might be big trouble afterward!"

"At this point, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and get out of this deadly situation first!" Tan Yuanming shouted.

"Activate the talisman quickly!" Ma Meng shouted.

Zhao Yueqiu no longer hesitated, pouring a massive amount of magical power into it. In an instant, the talisman spontaneously combusted, transforming into a raging demonic aura that expanded rapidly.

outside world.

With a wave of his hand, Han Qing sent the black lotus flying into his hand. He did not kill the three of them immediately, but wanted to bring them back and interrogate them carefully. These three were all from distinguished backgrounds and had great secrets. He felt that he could definitely extract a lot of information from them.

If you kill it directly, you can still get information by absorbing its soul light points through the Seven Killings Stele, but it will never be complete.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed again.

Suddenly, the black lotus collapsed, and a stream of black energy shot into the sky, transforming into a jet-black pillar that reached the heavens. It then transformed into a vortex of energy that began to slowly rotate.

The three of them escaped, but they did not gain freedom. Instead, each of them was enveloped in a cloud of black mist and flew rapidly upwards into the vortex.

"The three of you begged the Ancestor for help. The Ancestor is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see anyone die, so he will definitely help you. However, he cannot save you for nothing. You must contribute your life force to the Ancestor!"

A hoarse voice suddenly emerged from the vortex, drifting across the heavens and earth. At the same time, a huge, deep purple eye appeared in the vortex, its gaze sweeping across the world.

"How could this be?" Ma Meng's heart sank. He had a premonition that there was great risk in this vortex.

Zhao Yueqiu's face was pale. He had expected this, but he couldn't help but feel an extremely strong fear when he felt the deep malice emanating from the vortex and the overwhelming pressure that permeated the world.

Han Qing raised his eyes, his expression solemn. This demonic energy was far too pure, countless times more concentrated and pure than the demonic energy emitted by Ma Meng and other half-baked demonic cultivators.

"Could this be a true demon?"

"Or is this a powerful expert who has mastered the demonic path to an unparalleled level?"

Many guesses flashed through Han Qing's mind, and then he decisively took action. These three people were his "spoils of war," how could he let others take them away so easily?
A ray of colorful light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows; it was the Yin-Yang Incantation Seal, which transformed into a giant five-colored palm that slapped towards the vortex above.

"Huh? Where did this crawler come from?"

Suddenly, a thick and huge arm emerged from the vortex, covered with solid and fine scales. Its five fingers were clenched into a fist, and it suddenly swung it down, punching the Yin-Yang Curse Seal from a distance, directly knocking the Yin-Yang Curse Seal back.

Han Qing's pupils contracted when he saw the arm. This time, he was certain that the arm came from the demon, and that an ancient true demon was hidden at the other end of the vortex.

The arm suddenly reached out, grabbed the three people from a distance, and then with a whoosh, pulled them back into the vortex.

At this moment, Han Qing made another move. His black-armored holy body soared into the air, and with a single punch, the force surged, and a tremendous power poured into the vortex.

A muffled groan echoed between heaven and earth, clearly indicating that the demon inside had suffered a great loss.

"Humph!"

"You damned reptile, I'll remember you! One day I'll refine you into a demon servant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vortex in his Qi Sea dissipated, and the world returned to complete calm.

Han Qing frowned. This demon was very strong, at least at the Xuan Chan level.

"I never imagined that demons still exist in this world. The world is becoming more and more chaotic!"

Han Qing sighed, realizing that his strength was still insufficient and that he needed to become stronger in order to gain a foothold in the chaos and control his own destiny.

"With the Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill, my martial arts realm can take another big step forward. After that, I should be able to open the sixth Heavenly Gate without any problems," Han Qingxin thought.

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into the night,

Linchuan City.

Squads of neatly dressed soldiers in black armor patrolled the streets, their steps steady and powerful, the clanging of their armor as they walked creating a clattering sound.

The entire city was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

City Lord's Mansion.

In a quiet room, Han Qing sat cross-legged on a futon. With a thought, a flash of light appeared, and the Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill emerged. Its spirituality was suppressed, and it transformed into a round, deep purple pill, quietly floating in his palm.

The body of the elixir was covered with many mysterious patterns, and there was also a flowing light and radiance that manifested various strange phenomena, which were extraordinary and wondrous.

In just a few breaths, the entire quiet room was filled with a rich fragrance of elixir. Han Qing, standing in it, felt his blood and qi surging and rapidly increasing.

"As expected of a precious elixir, it has such amazing effects just from inhaling its fragrance."

Han Qing immediately swallowed it. He needed a large amount of vital energy to rapidly improve his martial arts realm, and this precious pill had arrived just in time. (End of Chapter)