I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

The top floor of the Zhentian Tower.

On the thirty-six main roads, the searchlight beams of the logistics armored vehicles intertwined in the rain, like lightsabers tearing through the darkness.

Lu Changming stood with his hands behind his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the steel behemoth that was running wildly amidst the flames of war.

Yan Jinghan's voice was as loud and clear as a great bell.

"Xu Daozhen first issued an official document, praising Shen Tian to the skies and bestowing upon him the title of Demon Suppression General. Then, he turned around and cut off the strategic material supply to our Tianyun Prefecture for the next three years. No sooner had he issued the notice of the supply cut than the army of the Ziling Clan pressed down on Jiangcheng City."

"What a coincidence! This is clearly Xu Daozhen stirring things up behind the scenes, using someone else to do the dirty work!"

Lu Changming did not turn around, but simply watched the rain outside the window.

His cold, stern face was reflected in the glass.

Lu Changming was fully aware of everything Yan Jinghan had said.

Xu Daozhen sat at the highest position in the Longjing Tian Shu Bureau, overlooking the world, and never did anything useless.

The imperial edict appointing Shen Tian as the Demon-Suppressing General was, on the surface, an unparalleled honor, but in reality, it turned Shen Tian into an incredibly dazzling searchlight in the darkness, drawing all the hatred and attention of all the alien races to the Heavenly Fortune Palace.

Why did the Purple Spirit Clan suddenly go mad, disregarding the tacit agreement of war and launching a strong attack on Jiangcheng?

Because they felt threatened.

Shen Tian humiliated them twice, once in the occupied Jiangcheng area and once in the Black Abyss Rift Valley.

Every time, nothing happened.

His displayed talent has crossed the line for the alien race.

"Xu Daozhen truly deserves to be called the pillar of the Dragon Kingdom; he plays a brilliant game of chess."

Lu Changming turned around, walked to his desk, and pulled out a high-backed chair to sit down.

He reached for a document on the table and casually flipped through it.

"Isn't that right?"

Yan Jinghan's thick eyebrows stood on end.

"Shen Tian is the future of our Tianyun Prefecture. If Shen Tian dies, our Tianyun Prefecture will be crippled. Xu Daozhen can then continue to live as his local tyrant in peace!"

"You underestimate Xu Daozhen's vision."

Lu Changming threw the file on the table.

Within the upper echelons of the Dragon Kingdom, there has always been a division between the pro-war faction and the pro-peace faction.

The pro-war faction advocated using war to sustain war, extending the flames of war to the wilderness, and reclaiming the occupied territories.

The peace faction, led by Xu Daozhen, advocated retreating to the defensive line, recuperating, and using diplomacy and compromise to buy time for peaceful development.

For more than a decade, Xu Daozhen served as the pillar of heaven, using his powerful methods to suppress the pro-war faction.

There have always been calls for war, but none of them have really made a dent.

Tianyun Prefecture is a case in point; Lu Changming and Yan Jinghan are both proponents of war.

The eight cities of Weicheng fell to the enemy and they never thought of taking them back.

Because retaking the occupied territories requires war, and war requires resources.

Resources were tightly controlled by Xu Daozhen, and the resources allocated each year were only enough for defense.

"Shen Tian's appearance has disrupted the balance that the Dragon Kingdom's top leadership has maintained for more than a decade."

Lu Changming's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling aura.

Such a prodigy, once he grows up, will surely become the sharpest sword of the Dragon Kingdom's pro-war faction, an unstoppable banner.

What Xu Daozhen feared was not Shen Tian himself, but the will of the pro-war faction that Shen Tian represented.

Xu Daozhen hoped that Tianyun Mansion would fail.

Lu Changming raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"He wanted Shen Tian to die a gruesome death in the Zi Ling Clan's siege. He needed to use Shen Tian's death and the Tianyun Prefecture's crushing defeat to prove one thing to the whole world—that alien races are invincible."

Yan Jinghan stood frozen in place, his aura involuntarily receding.

"Once Shen Tian dies, Tianyun Prefecture will be crippled."

Lu Changming continued, his tone calm.

"Xu Daozhen could then legitimately declare at the highest meeting that the pro-war faction's path is a dead end. Even Shen Tian, ​​hailed as the Dragon Kingdom's number one genius, and Tianyun Prefecture, which guarded the southern border, were reduced to ashes under the wrath of the foreign races. Which other prefecture would dare to lightly declare war?"

"He's trying to silence the world by taking the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers from our Tianyun Prefecture, and by taking Shen Tian's life!"

Yan Jinghan understood.

In order to promote his conservative approach,

They were willing to sacrifice a top human genius and destroy an entire prefecture.

This cold-bloodedness and scheming are chilling.

"Survive and develop, coexist peacefully..."

Yan Jinghan gritted his teeth, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

"Those alien races treat us humans like livestock, constantly thinking about how to suck our blood and eat our flesh. Xu Daozhen actually expects to achieve peace through concessions? It's utterly absurd!"

"No matter how well Xu Daozhen plans, it still depends on whether Tianyun Prefecture agrees."

A calm voice rang out in the office without warning.

Lu Changming's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

The power of heaven and earth at the mid-stage of the seventh rank erupted almost instinctively, and dark red flames instantly covered his entire body, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

Yan Jinghan drew his longsword directly from his waist, and the Frosty Sword Intent transformed into a visible icy blue vortex, stirring up the cold power of heaven and earth.

The two looked toward the direction from which the sound came as if facing a formidable enemy.

In the void in front of the desk, a storm of blue and silver colors suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Shen Tian, ​​dressed in black, slowly walked out. The void rift behind him quickly closed, and the blue and silver light subsided, returning to deep black.

It was as if he had always been standing there.

Lu Changming and Yan Jinghan exchanged a glance, both seeing the undisguised horror in each other's eyes.

Their perception was so strong that even an eighth-level expert couldn't approach so silently.

How did Shen Tian get in?

Lu Changming extinguished the flames on his body and stared intently at Shen Tian.

Peak of the sixth rank.

He still hadn't broken through to the seventh rank, but the feeling he got from Shen Tian had undergone a complete transformation.

Just standing there, he exuded an unfathomable sense of oppression.

Yan Jinghan swallowed hard, sheathed his longsword, and cold sweat beaded on his palms.

Just how inflated has this kid's power become?

"Master, Principal Yan."

Shen Tian nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

He got straight to the point, raising his right hand and making a loose fist in front of his chest.

A grayish-silver light shimmered in his palm.

The next second, two fist-sized fruits appeared out of thin air in his hands.

The fruit on the left is entirely crimson and its shape resembles a blooming fire lotus.

Inside the pulp, a golden liquid resembling magma flows.

The fruit on the right is a translucent, dark blue color, covered with a layer of fine ice crystals.

The air around the fruit was instantly frozen, turning into white icy mist that slowly descended.

Ice and Fire.

Lu Changming's breathing stopped instantly.

A longing from the depths of his soul drove him to want to swallow that fruit.

"This is……"

Lu Changming's voice was somewhat hoarse.

He could clearly sense that the crimson fruit contained an extremely pure aura of fire-attribute laws.

That purity seems to be naturally born, bestowed by nature!

Yan Jinghan's reaction became even more intense.

At this moment, he looked at the Ice Soul Fruit in Shen Tian's right hand, his eyes almost spitting fire.

The aura emanating from that dark blue fruit resonated strongly with his frost-like sword intent.

The illusory sword intent in his mind was trembling wildly, as if as long as he ate this fruit, he could immediately break through the bottleneck in front of him.

"A rare and precious material imbued with the aura of laws?"

Yan Jinghan's voice was trembling.

Every time a divine object of this caliber appears, it triggers a bloodbath.

Shen Tian actually pulled out two pills casually?