The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

Whoosh!

The iron arrow, like a powered weapon, slammed into the mountaintop, creating a deep crater and billowing smoke and dust.

Ji Chen glanced at the extent of the damage and was still not satisfied.

If we don't count the secondary damage, the power of this arrow is almost equivalent to that of a hand grenade.

However, this level is still not enough to threaten a true master.

If he were the target, it might not even be possible to pierce his flesh.

However, his arrow shattered the worldview of the guards beside him.

Is this damage that can be caused by human effort?

Commander Ji is simply a god or demon in human form!

Ji Chen finished his training for the day and asked:

"Where is Qingbing?"

"Reporting to the commander, we have arrived at Luling."

"Luling... is only 300 kilometers away? It'll only take a couple of days."

Because of the existence of Qi and Blood Martial Arts in this world, marching hundreds of kilometers day and night is commonplace.

"Have you found out the exact number of spies you sent out?"

"Reporting to the commander, based on the analysis of the excrement they left behind, it's approximately forty thousand!"

"forty thousand?!"

Ji Chen laughed; Qing Ting clearly didn't take him seriously.

Or perhaps Qingting is unaware of his true strength?

With his level of strength, if there were no experts of the same rank to restrain him, he could charge in and slaughter indiscriminately, potentially wiping out any army of less than 50,000.

However, he could understand Qingting's situation. After all, there was the White Sun Sect's rebellion in the west and the Heaven and Earth Society's attempt to restore the Ming Dynasty in the east. The fact that they were willing to spare these troops showed that they valued him highly.

But this number of people is simply not enough for him!

Perhaps one or two of them are at the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation, but against Ji Chen, they would be lucky to last ten rounds.

Now that Ji Chen has grown powerful, the only forces that can be taken seriously are those that possess true mastery level experts.

Which forces currently possess the title of True Strength Grandmaster?

Baiyang Sect's headmaster is Liu Jia.

The Heavenly Principle Sect is a branch of the White Sun Sect.

The Fragrance-Wen Sect is a branch of the Baiyang Sect.

The Wuwei School is a branch of the Baiyang School.

Longhu Mountain, a Taoist site.

Wudang Mountain, a Taoist mountain.

Shaolin Temple, a Buddhist temple.

The Great Snow Mountain of the Hidden Realm.

First-class bodyguard at Qingting's sticky pole office.

The chief eunuch of the Qingting Imperial Palace.

There are also one or two commanders, Qingting, who are truly capable of getting things done.

At most, the Grand Master of the Heaven and Earth Society would also be added.

There were no more than twenty people in total.

Will these people appear in his small battlefield?

will not.

Of the forces above, apart from the one at Wudang Mountain who remained unmoved and watched the world change, the others were all clustered together and confronting each other along the Yangtze River.

A True Master of Strength is equivalent to a nuclear deterrent; no one dares to gamble on the consequences of letting a True Master of Strength escape.

Therefore, in Ji Chen's view, this battle was simply Qing Ting handing over the spoils.

However, this time he did not engage in battle directly in the open field as he had done before, but instead adopted a strategy of defending the city.

He was afraid that his overly confident demeanor would scare the other side away.

Only by defending the city could he demonstrate his insecurity and lure Qingting into a trap.

Three days later, Ji Chen's [Crimson Sun Fierce Fist] successfully leveled up to level 3.

Qingting's troops then arrived at the city gates.

Ji Chen sat atop the city wall, treating the tens of thousands of soldiers below as nothing, freely observing the deployment of Qingting's troops.

Qingting's commander this time was a Liao man, who was surrounded by martial arts masters.

He looked at the nonchalant attitude of the targets of this campaign, and then at the serious preparations on his side.

The contrast between the two makes one grit their teeth in hatred.

"Commander Adah, what do you think of Naji Ni's strength? Is he capable of shooting down the city walls with a bow?!"

Adalha was a second-class bodyguard accompanying the commander on this campaign, specifically responsible for protecting the commander's safety.

Similar to him were a yellow-robed lama from the Tibetan region and a senior monk from Shaolin Temple.

However, Adalha was particularly skilled in archery and horsemanship compared to the other two.

Adalha did not hesitate, revealing a confident smile, and said:

"My lord, you should give it a try!"

Having said that, he ordered a servant to hand over the bow.

Adalha pointed to the black longbow handed to him by his attendant and boasted:

"This is a sixteen-stone longbow, made of thousand-year-old ironwood, personally blessed by the Great Shaman when my Liao people rose to prominence in Changbai Mountain. Last month, Adha was fortunate enough to slay a master of the White Sun Sect, and it was bestowed upon me by His Majesty himself!"

"My lord, watch as I shoot this beast dead!"

Adaha aimed at Ji Chen, who resembled a crouching tiger and a coiled dragon on the city wall, and drew his bow and arrow.

However, even with his face turning red from holding it in, he could only barely pull it open.

Then, the wolf-tooth arrow pierced through the clouds and tore through the sky, like the roar of a heavenly wolf, emitting a bloody and dangerous whistle, transforming into a flickering black shadow, rushing straight towards Ji Chen.

After releasing the bowstring, Adalha kept talking while watching the result:

"I've heard that the former bandit leader was famous for his archery skills. This time, I killed his successor with a bow and arrow, so...so..."

Adah was so frightened by what he saw that he stammered.

All that could be seen was the top of Cangwu City.

Ji Chen saw Qing Ting's men drawing their bows and shooting at him, but he did not dodge or avoid them, and even drove away the personal guards who wanted to protect him.

His eyes were fixed intently on the incoming arrow, his pupils contracting as if he could see the bow through the arrow.

"What a fine bow! It should be mine!"

Then he glanced at Adalha and thought to himself:

"You dared to steal my precious bow; you deserve to die!"

In that instant when the eyes of both sides converge and hearts stop beating.

The arrow reached Ji Chen's eyes, and then, amidst the disappointed and horrified gazes of Qing Ting's soldiers and the delighted gazes of his personal guards, it tilted its head slightly to the side.

The arrow, with its incredible kinetic energy and accompanying mental impact, whipped his wild hair, grazed his earlobe, and shot straight into the main building.

"good!"

"Hail, Commander!!"

Ji Chen remained calm and composed in the face of danger, displaying a heroic demeanor that instantly ignited the passion of his subordinates.

Their faces flushed with excitement, and they felt a great sense of pride.

In contrast, although most of the Qingting troops below the city did not know what had happened, their spirits also sank when they saw the grim faces of their officers.

Adah's blood boiled, and remembering his previous boastful words, he was so ashamed that he wished he could kill himself on the spot.

"Aaaaah! You traitor Ji, I will surely kill you!"

But he ultimately lacked the courage to commit suicide, and naturally, he blamed all his social humiliation and resentment on Ji Chen.

Enraged, he panted heavily and drew his bow again.

Then, unsurprisingly, at the moment he released the arrow, Ji Chen simply rested his head on his right palm, watching the arrow pass him by as if it were a joke.

What is humiliation?

What does it mean to be disrespectful to others?

That's it.

Although Adalha didn't know what a clown was, he could still sense it.

Ji Chen on the city wall completely regarded him as a clown.

He was absolutely furious.

He prepared to draw his bow again, changing his target and aiming at Ji Chen's torso.

At the very least, he had to get Ji Chen to move around a bit today, to make room for him and save face.

But even the commander in charge of the troops couldn't stand it anymore.

"Commander Adah, forget it!"

Adah ignored him and tried to shoot an arrow.

With a glance from the admiral, the head monk of Shaolin Temple chanted a Buddhist prayer and advised:

"Why bother, Adahha? With battle imminent, it is best to conserve your strength."

A sixteen-stone bow is no joke.

Even for a master of the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation, being able to draw a bow three times is considered a sign of profound strength.

Two monks from different places stepped forward together to dissuade him, finally calming Adah down.

He remained unconvinced and said:

"When the time comes to attack the city, I'll make that traitor Ji pay!"