The First Sage of Military Strategists

The Luo and Han families are parasites that leech off the common people, and other powerful families are probably no different.

Han Qing's words thoroughly enraged these people.

People from ancient families often have a sense of superiority in their bones. Even Han Qing is someone they look down on from the bottom of their hearts. However, because Han Qing is powerful, they do not show this emotion directly.

At this moment, Han Qing's words deeply stung their proud hearts. They never imagined that one day they would be looked down upon by a peasant.

Luo Yue was the first to sneer, "Our family has been a noble family for a thousand years. We don't even put the imperial court in our eyes. What are you?"

"Don't waste words with him, just kill him!" Qian Rong shouted from the side.

Although they all knew that Han Qing was powerful, the fear in their hearts had long since vanished when the eight of them joined forces.

"It's time for a thousand-year-old family to change its head of the family!" Han Qing said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the men's murderous intent intensified, and without further ado, they attacked.

The Red Lotus Demoness and the others were about to make another move when Han Qing said loudly, "Don't interfere. I alone am enough to wipe out these parasites."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yue and the others were even more furious. This was a challenge to take on eight people at once, which was blatant disregard for them.

Qian Rong was the first to make a move. He harbored a grudge against Han Qing. Although he hadn't died in the previous exchange, he had lost most of his vital energy and his combat strength had plummeted.

At this moment, knowing that Han Qing was skilled in close combat, he dared not approach. Then, with a wave of his hand, he scattered a large amount of banknotes into the sky, while chanting something.

This is yet another secret money-making technique he created, capable of scattering wealth and attracting disaster, cursing and killing from afar, and directly annihilating the enemy's soul.

As the paper money burned in the air, Han Qing, who was not far away, sensed something and felt a faint sense of crisis. Suddenly, a phantom scene appeared in front of him, with countless phantoms howling and worshipping him.

At the same time, Han Qingfa scanned the area and discovered that wisps of crimson energy were emerging within his soul.

"What a brilliant curse technique!"

Han Qing immediately unleashed the Great Brahma Mantra, deciding to counter the mantra with a mantra.

Suddenly, Qian Rong let out a scream as four divine talismans appeared out of thin air above his head, instantly entering his soul and causing immense damage.

Qian Rong's breathing became extremely unstable, his aura plummeted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror.

"This is the Great Brahma Mantra. How do you know this spell?"

Spells are a very unique type of magic. In a duel, the two sides will transcend time and space to directly attack the enemy's soul. The confrontation is silent and stealthy, but extremely dangerous.

Clearly, Qian Rong was no match for Han Qing. His soul was severely damaged, his very essence was injured, and in an instant, tens of thousands of his magical thoughts were shattered.

Upon seeing this scene, Luo Yue and the others became even more solemn.

"Don't fight one-on-one, attack together, don't give him the chance to defeat them one by one!" Luo Yue said loudly.

"Let's do it together!"

In an instant, Luo Yue and his seven companions launched a coordinated attack, unleashing seven powerful spells from all directions to surround and kill Han Qing.

In an instant, flames, thunder, frost... all sorts of terrifying attacks engulfed Han Qing, turning a considerable area around him into a hellish inferno.

Seeing this, the Palace Master of Zongheng Palace couldn't help but frown. He knew he couldn't withstand such a terrifying attack, and he couldn't help but worry about Han Qing.

Yan Qiuling remained quite calm. She knew Han Qing's strength very well, and she also knew his personality. Since he dared to fight eight people at once, he must be confident.

Sure enough, amidst the blazing light, a figure suddenly appeared, rushing straight at Qian Rong.

The figure was Han Qing. At this moment, he was wearing the Manglong Devouring Heaven Armor and holding the Manglong Spear. Inside, he also had the Yuanjing Star Armor. With these layers of defense, even the combined attack of these seven people could not pose a threat to his life.

Luo Yue's face immediately turned ugly. The fact that even the combined efforts of seven people could not shake him was far beyond his expectations.

Upon seeing Han Qing charging towards them, the eight men immediately retreated and scattered, not daring to let Han Qing get close.

Just then, the situation changed again. Suddenly, an ancient city phantom descended from the sky, instantly enveloping everyone around.

This is the latest feature of the boundary marker-free system.

The eight people were trapped in the phantom of the ancient city, as if they had fallen into a quagmire, their bodies were restricted in every way, and their movement speed was greatly reduced.

Han Qing, however, was empowered by a mysterious force, which greatly increased his speed. He flashed in front of Qian Rong and thrust out with his spear.

Qian Rong was terrified. He opened his mouth and spat out a square seal, which shone with golden light and collided violently with the spearhead.

With a muffled thud, the seal was knocked away. The second spear struck, piercing Qian Rong's chest. A tremendous force erupted, and his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Qian Rong's soul flew out from within, his face filled with terror.

"No, save me!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Kill me, and you'll suffer the same fate!"

Qian Rong shouted loudly, but Han Qing ignored him and suddenly waved his hand. The golden and silver light, like ocean waves, instantly devoured and shattered Qian Rong's soul, causing it to collapse and turn into wisps of magical thoughts that drifted between heaven and earth.

With a wave of his hand, Han Qing summoned these magical thoughts, which suddenly gathered above his palm, forming a semi-transparent white sphere of light.

He toyed with the ball of light, his gaze sweeping over the others as he chuckled, "Is this the strength of top experts from powerful clans? Forgive my bluntness, but it's far too weak!"

Luo Yue and the others felt that they had been greatly slighted, but they were powerless to refute it, because what Han Qing said was true. He had withstood everyone's attacks and killed Qian Rong. This powerful combat strength was above everyone else, and no one present was his match.

Zhao Wuli shouted, "Han Qing, don't be arrogant! We are a thousand-year-old family, united as one. You are indeed very strong, but so what? There are more than two hundred families in the world, including twelve first-class families. These families united are an extremely powerful force. Even the imperial court dares not oppose them. What are you? By forcibly killing Qian Rong, you have stood on the opposite side of the family. No matter how capable you are, you still have to die!"

"Hahaha, what a joke, Zhao Wu, put away your rhetoric. Do you think I, Han Qing, am easily intimidated? If the ancient families want to unite against me, let them come at me. I want to see what they can do to me!" Han Qing laughed loudly.

Zhao Wu's face turned ashen; he hadn't expected Han Qing to completely disregard the powerful clans.

"Arrogant fool, what an arrogant fool! Your days are numbered!"

Luo Yue's expression changed as he felt a strong sense of crisis. If the fight continued, he had a premonition that his group might die here. Han Qing was too strong. The previous exchange had already proven that Han Qing was indeed capable of fighting eight people at once. Not to mention, there were also a group of experts, including the Red Lotus Demoness, who were eager to make their move.

"Han Qing, let's end today's battle here. Your strength is indeed very strong and has earned my recognition, but our goal is the magic treasures within the Panlong Immortal Realm. If we fight to the death here, it will only benefit others. Why don't we each take a step back and settle our differences once we enter the Immortal Realm!"

"A lose-lose situation? You overestimate yourself. You people aren't even worthy of hurting me!" Han Qing laughed.

Luo Yue was furious: "It seems you can't see the situation clearly. Let me tell you the truth, the people from the imperial court are controlling the Nine Dragons Palace right behind me. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave later!"

"Oh, the Nine Dragons Palace of the Heavenly Emperor? I've long wanted to see this so-called supreme treasure of antiquity. Now that I have the chance, I certainly can't miss it. But before that, I'll make my move first and wipe you all out. You've been talking the most, so I'll start with you!"

Han Qing's figure flashed, and he suddenly pounced on Luo Yue. He was as fast as the wind and as swift as thunder, leaving a black shadow in the air. In just a moment, he rushed to within 500 feet of Luo Yue.

Luo Yue's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "Attack together!"

He immediately launched a counterattack, and a vast power of magical energy surged from his body, instantly dispersing between heaven and earth, transforming into chains of lightning.

"Heavenly Thunder of Law, destroy it!"

Luo Yue dared not be careless and immediately unleashed his strongest killing move. Thunder roared, and chains of lightning descended from the sky, enveloping Han Qing from all directions and swiftly binding him. Han Qing remained calm, showing no sign of panic. He knew this move well; it was the most powerful secret technique of the Heavenly Punishment Law. If Han Yi himself had used it, he might have been somewhat afraid, but with Luo Yue, it posed no threat whatsoever.

"break!"

With a low shout, Han Qing's blood and qi surged, and a tremendous force erupted, directly breaking free from the chains, causing the lightning chains to collapse.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Han Qing rushed forward and instantly appeared in front of Luo Yue, throwing a punch.

The vast martial arts essence converged on the fist and surged out in an instant. In that instant, Luo Yue felt that the world was filled with whiteness and he felt an overwhelming sense of resistance.

In an instant, everything went black before his eyes, and his body collapsed.

With one punch, Luo Yue was also blown apart.

This scene left Zhao Wu and the others around them looking horrified.

This is the power of an intermediate Martial Saint. Although it is extremely difficult to cultivate, once you achieve something, every punch and kick has amazing destructive power. Once you get close, even if you are a Rainbow Transformation Realm Refiner, you may not be able to withstand it.

"help me!"

Luo Yue's spirit drifted among the Milky Way and uttered the same words.

However, when he glanced around, he saw that no one was willing to help; everyone was desperately trying to escape.

This so-called alliance is actually more about interests than friendship. At this moment, seeing how strong Han Qing is, everyone wishes they could run faster, preferably faster than the people around them.

Thus, Luo Yue's soul was also shattered by a single punch, turning into a ball of light.

"the second!"

"Next up, Zhao Wu!"

"I told you, none of you are leaving here today!"

As Han Qing spoke, he mobilized a massive amount of magical power and poured it into the Boundless Monument.

In an instant, an even more solid projection of the ancient city descended, covering an even larger area, enveloping everyone around in a single moment.

Zhao Wu and the others, who were still flying at high speed, suddenly lost their speed, as if they were stuck in a quagmire and could not move, or as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their shoulders and could not resist, and were about to fall to the ground.

Han Qing flashed and charged towards Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu's expression changed drastically, and all traces of his previous arrogance vanished.

"go!"

With a thought, a vast amount of magical energy surged forth and condensed into a small boat beneath him.

He leaped onto the small boat, and in a flash, the boat transformed into a streak of light and sped away into the distance, its speed increasing dramatically.

This is a secret technique of the Zhao family called Crossing the River on a Reed. Although it is fast, it consumes a lot of magical power in a short time and cannot be maintained for long.

But Han Qing acted quickly, suddenly pointing a finger, and a surge of magical power transformed into a black lotus, sealing Zhao Wu. This was the Yin-Yang True Realm.

The black lotus spun, and a void power eroded and permeated Zhao Wu from all directions, disintegrating his body and soul. This caused the latter to let out a terrified scream. He felt his aura and strength rapidly declining, and his body and soul were about to collapse.

"No! Let me go! I'll give you whatever you want!" Zhao Wu begged loudly.

Han Qing remained unmoved, and the black lotus spun even faster, causing Zhao Wu's body and soul to disintegrate and collapse at an even faster pace.

Just then, a majestic and cold voice came from not far away.

"You unfilial son, release them immediately! Otherwise, I will grind you to dust!"

Along with this sound, Han Qing heard another loud boom. He suddenly turned around and saw a golden road appear behind him, and a magnificent palace was flying towards him at high speed.

Nine golden dragons circled the main hall, their roars echoing, radiating a powerful aura, while radiant light showered down upon the heavens and earth.

"The Nine Dragons Palace of the Imperial Heaven!"

Han Qing murmured. Apart from the Nine Dragons Palace of the Heavenly Emperor, he couldn't think of any other magic weapon that could have such a display. The pressure of this magic weapon was truly terrifying. Even he felt a strong sense of life and death crisis.

"As expected of an ancient treasure, even a broken version has such power."

"That figure just now should be Han Yi; he's in the Nine Dragons Palace."

Han Qing's eyes flickered. The arrival of such a formidable enemy suddenly increased the pressure on him.

However, he was a fearless man, and even in the face of a life-or-death crisis, he would not bow his head or bend his knee; he would still kill if he deserved to die.

As the black lotus spun, in an instant, Zhao Wu's body and soul completely collapsed, were obliterated, and turned into a void.

"You unfilial son, how dare you be so rebellious! I will not spare you today!" Han Yi's shout echoed again.

At this moment, before the Imperial Nine Dragons Palace had even arrived, a magnificent wave of light swept across the sky, instantly dispersing the illusory image of the ancient city.

Han Qing frowned. He had originally thought that the Boundless Stele could compete with the Nine Dragons Palace of the Heavenly Emperor, but now he felt that there was a huge gap between them.

At the same time, the voice of the Old Man of the Underworld also rang in his mind.

"Han Qing, the Nine Dragons Palace is incredibly powerful; we can't confront it head-on. I need more time to absorb more magical treasures and grow stronger!"

Han Qing nodded slightly, having made up his mind that he could not fight them head-on.

At this moment, the Crimson Lotus Demoness and her group flew over, and Han Qing immediately sent a telepathic message: "Quickly, let's go! This Nine Dragons Palace is too powerful and difficult to fight against!"

At that moment, the Boundless Monument finally refined the tortoise shell and completely took control of the formation.

"Open!" Han Qing shouted in a low voice.

In an instant, a passage appeared in the black mist, at the end of which was the entrance to the Panlong Immortal Realm.

"go!"

Han Qing flew towards that entrance first, followed closely by the others.

At the same time, he activated the sub-arrays, mobilizing layers of black mist to envelop and seal off the Imperial Nine Dragons Palace.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, the situation changed again.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden pillar of energy pierced through the thick black mist and shot out from behind at an astonishing speed, heading straight for Han Qing and the others who were not far away.

In that instant, everyone's attention was drawn to this pillar of energy, and everything in the world seemed to be bathed in a golden glow.

"Such speed! There's no way to dodge it; I can only take it head-on!"

"This is the ultimate killing move of the Imperial Heaven Nine Dragons Palace, called the Imperial Heaven Nine Dragons Qi!" (End of Chapter)