My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

A torrential downpour of purple-gold lightning, carrying a terrifying, world-destroying power, poured down from the sky!

After bombarding it for a while...

The thunder subsided, and the gale gradually died down.

A chilling, deathly silence descended upon the world.

The plains, spanning hundreds of miles, were once a lush grassland beyond the Great Wall.

And now.

This place has been completely turned into a huge, charred iron pot.

The ground was cleaved three feet away by the raging purple-gold lightning. Everywhere were bottomless craters, the rocks at the bottom of which had been melted by the high temperature, turning into dark red magma that was billowing out thick, pungent smoke.

As for those 300,000 invincible Turkic cavalry?

Gone.

Not even a single intact body was left behind.

Under the dual "washing" of the laws of heaven and earth and spatial lightning, ordinary mortal armies and low-level cultivators are as fragile as ants.

They didn't even have time to let out a proper scream before they were instantly reduced to a shower of ashes.

Only in the center of the plain, in some of the deepest and largest scorched earth meteorite craters.

There were also dozens of figures lying haphazardly, their bodies charred black and emitting wisps of smoke like roasted sweet potatoes.

These ones.

They are the Golden Core stage elders with the highest cultivation level in Tianlang Valley.

By burning their lifespan and relying on their most treasured life-saving treasures, they barely managed to survive this "world-destroying lightning tribulation."

But he was barely clinging to life.

"call……"

A figure in a green robe slowly descended from mid-air.

Li Chen stepped onto the deck of the Tang Dynasty command ship.

He exhaled a long breath of slightly cloudy white air.

Deep within his eyes, the purple-gold lightning, like boiling magma, finally subsided.

comfortable.

The anger that had been building up inside him from being treated as a "pervert" was finally released, and most of it was released.

Li Chen stretched his slightly sore shoulders and casually sheathed his longsword.

then.

He turned his head and scanned the people on the deck with a blank expression.

Quiet.

You could hear a pin drop on the deck.

Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Gong, Li Jing, and a host of other battle-hardened founding generals.

This includes Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who just transformed into a "Raging Tyrannosaurus Rex" and tore apart enemy generals with his bare hands.

now.

Everyone stood as straight as docile quails.

Their eyes as they looked at Li Chen were filled with deep awe, shock, and a hint of barely concealed fear.

Especially Wei Wang Li Tai, who was hiding in the corner with his hands covering his buttocks, was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Li Chen raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips.

He deliberately took two steps toward Cheng Yaojin.

"Old Black".

Li Chen's voice was very soft, "Didn't you just look at me with that really strange look?"

"And now?"

Li Chen smiled enigmatically, "Do you still think that I have some kind of ambiguous relationship with that perverted old man?"

"Gulp."

Cheng Yaojin swallowed hard.

On his face, which was as black as charcoal, a fawning smile, even more unsightly than a grimace, was instantly forced out.

"Your Highness is joking!"

Cheng Yaojin shook his head like a rattle drum, waving his hands repeatedly in front of his chest.

"I, Lao Cheng, just had some sand in my eye! I absolutely wasn't thinking anything!"

"Your Highness, your divine might is unparalleled, your power is overwhelming! You are the most genuine man in the world, the most iron-blooded straight man!"

"Anyone who dares to doubt your innocence, I, Old Cheng, will be the first to chop them up with an axe!"

The surrounding generals nodded frantically, as if pounding garlic.

Are you kidding me!

If you anger this living ancestor, and he's in a bad mood, he might unleash a "Ten Thousand Thunder Prison Induction" of this magnitude in Chang'an City.

How are we supposed to live our lives then?

Seeing everyone's sensible expressions, Li Chen finally let out a satisfied snort.

When it comes to reputation, you can't reason with people about it.

Physical persuasion is more effective.

"Alright, stop standing there."

Li Chen waved his hand, slumped back into the handsome chair covered with soft animal hide, and yawned.

"The enemy's main force has been dealt with."

"I'll leave the rest of the finishing work to you. I'm tired and need to rest for a while."

Upon hearing this...

The Tang generals, who had been like startled quails, suddenly brightened up.

Finishing touches?

Isn't this their favorite part: "procurement"?

"Brothers! His Highness has given the order!"

Duke Li Jing of Wei suddenly drew his long sword from his waist, and a rare, fanatical look, like that of a bandit leader, appeared on his refined face.

"All troops, launch an attack! Clean up the battlefield!"

"Tie up all the survivors in Sirius Valley!"

"Even a piece of scrap metal on the ground must be taken back to Chang'an and melted down to make a blacksmith's pot!"

With Li Jing's command.

The 100,000 Xuanjia Immortal Cultivators of the Great Tang Dynasty, like a black locust swarm, swooped down from the spirit boat in mid-air.

A grand "plundering operation" unfolded on the scorched plains.

have to say.

The Tang army was definitely professionally and systematically trained in the art of confiscating and looting property.

Several Xuanjia soldiers were grouped together, with clear division of labor.

Some were responsible for using spears to search for spatial rings in the ashes.

Some were responsible for dragging the half-dead elders of Tianlang Valley out of the pit, quickly sealing their dantian, and then binding them tightly with specially made chains.

Some soldiers even took shovels and dug up the scorched earth that had been mutated by lightning, saying they were going to take it back to study whether it could be used as fertilizer.

"Pah! You poor wretch!"

Scorched earth center.

Cheng Yaojin kicked a Tianlang Valley elder who had fainted to the ground.

He pulled a storage bag from the other person's arms with great disdain and scanned it with his divine sense.

"A Golden Core stage elder only has tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones? He doesn't even own a decent mid-grade magic weapon!"

Cheng Yaojin grumbled as he stuffed the storage bag into his waistband, then turned to complain to Yuchi Gong.

"Old Black, things are really going badly for Sirius Valley."

"With such meager resources, they dare to rob the Tang Dynasty like others?"

Yuchi Gong also looked disdainful.

"What kind of foundation could a sect from such a barbaric land have?"

"However, even a mosquito's leg is still meat. Quickly take them all back and let Old Man Li interrogate them properly. There's definitely something fishy going on behind their scenes!"

Half an hour later.

More than thirty core elders of Tianlang Valley were dragged onto the Tang Dynasty's main command ship like dead dogs.

They knelt in a row, their bodies charred black, their faces filled with despair.

Li Jing walked up to the prisoners, his face ashen.

"explain."

Li Jing's voice was icy cold: "Why did your Tianlang Valley instigate the Turks to break the alliance and invade the borders of my Great Tang?"

"Where do you get the audacity to challenge the destiny of the Central Plains from your poor, remote sect?"

Kneeling at the very front was the Grand Elder of Sirius Valley.

Although his cultivation had been sealed, his eyes still revealed a madness and arrogance.

"Hahaha!"

The elder spat out a mouthful of blood and let out a wild, miserable laugh.

"The Tang Dynasty? Fortune?"

"Before the true great beings of the upper realms, your Great Tang is nothing but a piece of succulent, rotten meat!"

"I admit your lightning magic is powerful, and your army is unpredictable. But do you think that's enough to win?"

The Grand Elder stared intently at Li Jing, his eyes gleaming with fanatical faith.

"So what if Sirius Valley is destroyed!"

"Our mission is complete! The blood of three hundred thousand mortals, and the resentment of our fallen comrades, are enough to begin that grand feast!"

"Soon, you mortals will face true divine punishment! At that time, the entire Tang Dynasty will be buried with me!"

Hearing these mystical, yet utterly malicious words...

The Tang generals on the deck all had their brows furrowed.

"What nonsense is this old dog spouting?"