Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

Tang Yao quickly glanced at Cai Taixian and the others who were leading the group... They did not show any signs of being controlled or hypnotized by the demon species!

Furthermore, it's impossible for demons to infiltrate the camp silently, so...

The entire army that the commander-in-chief brought has defected!?

Moreover, for this negotiation with the demon race, the chief brought a total of ten Saint Realm experts. Apart from the three who were sent out some time ago, the remaining seven have completely disappeared!

They've all betrayed us?

"Liu Ying, find a chance to take the Chief of Staff away first, we'll cover the rear!"

Tang Yao instantly abandoned her determination to charge. If the army had betrayed them, so be it. What if they colluded with foreign tribes from within? The situation would be even more difficult.

The chief engineer absolutely cannot have any problems.

"Liu Ying? Liu Ying!"

Not receiving a response, Tang Yao suddenly turned her head and saw Liu Ying staring at Jiang Wanzhao in the sky, her expression... gradually relaxing.

"Hey!" Tang Yao emphasized.

Liu Ying looked at Tang Yao and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen today. The Chief is a Time Orderer."

After speaking, Liu Ying looked up at Jiang Wanzhao under the silent night sky, her expression slightly complicated.

The commander, whose mind is not quite right, wants to see the long-dead Li Xingzhou. To this end, he wants to use a blood sacrifice to bring in the rebels to activate the dragon spirit power of Longxing Island. It must have taken a lot of effort to lure the rebels into this trap...

Is all this trouble really just for a sip of vinegar to make a plate of dumplings?

In the silence, Jiang Wanzhao, dressed in a scholar's robe and military robe, walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back.

The evening breeze ruffled her loose black hair, and her eyes looked down at the sky. Though her gaze was calm, it carried an imposing air of dominance.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Putting everything else aside, Jiang Wanzhao is the first sage in the Enlightenment Realm to awaken and has yet to suffer a defeat!

Therefore, the rebels couldn't help but feel fear the moment they saw her.

"What are you all standing there for? Open fire!"

Cai Taixian gritted his teeth and gave the order. He was well aware of Jiang Wanzhao's prestige, but he also knew that Jiang Wanzhao was no longer at his peak. According to the demon race, Jiang Wanzhao could now only use one-tenth of his strength!

Besides, we've already come this far. Whether we retreat or not, it's all the same. What difference does it make?

After nearly a minute of silence, the flames surged forth again, all heading straight for Jiang Wanzhao in the sky.

The air was screaming.

A surge of metal, energy, and spirituality created a vacuum within a kilometer radius, and the sonic boom was crushed by an even more violent roar.

Gun barrels spat fire, and floating turrets rose from the shadows, their spinning hums creating a bloodthirsty symphony.

Different colored spirit-shattering bullets roared into the sky from afar and then roared down from the heavens, weaving together a net that left no blind spots.

At the heart of the network, Jiang Wanzhao never stopped for a moment.

She remained standing with her hands behind her back, her calm eyes scanning the surroundings as if to confirm something.

When the first wave of spiritual energy blasts reached half a meter in front of her, it was as if she had crashed into a 'disassembly plant', spinning, disintegrating, and then returning to its original shape.

Metal, spiritual energy, gunpowder, a certain type of array...

The Soul-Shattering Bullet, which whistled through the clouds, should have easily created a kill radius of more than ten kilometers, but when it touched the invisible domain in front of Jiang Wanzhao, it strangely decomposed into hundreds and thousands of raw materials.

But this is not decomposition, but 'backtracking'.

By retracing back through the dimension of time, the weapon can be taken back to the moment before it was assembled into a powerful combat force.

And so, they completely fell silent.

More firepower joined the grand feast of besieging Jiang Wanzhao, tracking the spirit-shattering bullets that left pale trails, and the spiritual energy beams that silently distorted space...

Jiang Wanzhao finally beckoned with her finger, and the space within a hundred-meter radius centered on her froze.

All the bullets were trapped in a quagmire where time stood still, converging around her to create a spectacular scene.

The rebels began to realize the fear.

Dozens of commanders, led by Cai Taixian, watched this scene from afar, their eyes filled with fear, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

Wasn't it said that Jiang Wanzhao's strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be?

This is what they call one in ten surviving?!

Cai Taixian clenched his hands tightly, suddenly realizing that he was still very young, so young that he could only understand Jiang Wanzhao's strength from outdated and blurry images or records of the past.

What we learn from that is far less than one ten-thousandth of what we are witnessing with our own eyes right now!

"Commander Cai, this..."

"Concentrate the remaining energy and fire!"

Cai Taixian let out a low growl, his eyes unconsciously drifting in several directions. Jin Yunting and those old fogies definitely knew Jiang Wanzhao's strength, but even so, they still brazenly launched a rebellion, which meant that everything was under control...

At the command, the rebels gathered their remaining energy and fired a volley!

The darkness was instantly illuminated.

Tang Yao moved closer to Liu Ying and said in a humble voice, "Have you looked enough? You should give me back the binoculars. Let me look for a while, okay?"

"You've been by the Chief of Staff's side for so many years, how many years have I been? I've never even seen the Chief of Staff really make a move, let me watch for a while... Hey, don't try to steal it!"

In the distance, Jiang Wanzhao took her first step in the air.

The bullets that had been hovering around her and had already disintegrated instantly reassembled, becoming weapons she had tamed, and returned the way they came.

The spiritual power surging from her body caused all the defensive equipment to malfunction!

Boom boom boom—

The torrent of metal, flames, and spiritual energy completely illuminated the night sky. Jiang Wanzhao walked steadily through the air, facing the scorching fire waves and the ripples of space, as if strolling in an indifferent rain.

The hem of the civil and military robes fluttered, spotless.

Finally, all the roaring sounds disappeared into the night, and Jiang Wanzhao stopped.

Beneath her feet lay only the earth, plowed countless times and ablaze with fire.

Cai Taixian struggled to crawl out of the ruins. All he could see were broken walls and rubble, but strangely, not only were the bodies relatively intact, but even the few survivors were not missing any limbs...

Watching this scene, Cai Taixian tried to console himself, thinking that the Chief of Staff's strength had indeed declined. Not only could he not control the returning barrage of bullets, but even the reassembled weapons could not unleash their full power...

So... does Jin Yong and his team really have a chance?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Jiang Wanzhao in the sky casually waved his hand, causing the earth to crack open and completely revealing a blood-red array hidden beneath it, and...

Seven figures, separated by great distances and standing at different points in the formation!

At this moment, the great formation is rapidly absorbing the blood of tens of thousands of wounded and killed soldiers!

"Liu Ying, your third master has also betrayed us!"

Tang Yao glanced at Liu Ying, who responded with an "Oh." After all, the saints brought by the Chief were nowhere to be found, so it was easy to guess.

Liu Ying looked at the seven crimson pillars of light that soared into the sky and surrounded the commander-in-chief. The crimson color faintly resembled a dragon soaring into the heavens, somewhat similar to the blood pool in the basement.

She just didn't quite understand why Third Master and the others had betrayed them.

She watched silently as the night was stained blood-red, and surging dragon energy rose into the sky from the basement. Pairs of dragon eyes, filled with oppressive power, were like a giant cage, gazing down at Jiang Wanzhao in the center.

The entire Longxing Island seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Everyone leave here. Tengxiang Guard is under martial law outside the island."

Jiang Wanzhao's voice rang in their ears, and Tang Yao and the others led their personal guards away without hesitation.

This is the battlefield under the command of the Chief of Staff!

Furthermore, since the chief's close associates are not far away, it is not impossible for them to take the initiative to attack!

In mid-air, Jiang Wanzhao looked down at the nearest crimson pillar of light, and Jin Yunting involuntarily lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Ding Shixun glared angrily at the old man Jin Yunting, then looked up at Jiang Wanzhao, his voice carrying for miles: "General... Jiang Wanzhao, you are strong, but today is your death day. You found us too late!"

Jiang Wanzhao shifted her gaze to the increasingly solidified blood dragon, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips, completely disregarding Ding Shixun and the others.

These people were nothing more than blood sacrifices who exposed their own weaknesses and were then hooked.

Ding Shixun gritted his teeth, his fear turning into anger due to Jiang Wanzhao's disregard. He roared, "Jiang, not to mention me, let's talk about Elder Jin and the others. They fought alongside you in the Qiming Realm of the New World for decades, braving mountains of knives and seas of fire. Now that you've become the undisputed Chief, you've put on airs."

What right do you have to dismiss us with empty titles? What right do you have to make the old humans who survived the Great Cataclysm but have no qualifications for cultivation just like us, and even try to find ways to let them step into the world...

"Shut the fuck up!" Jin Yunting interrupted Ding Shixun. "What nonsense are you spouting, you idiot!"

Ding Shixun was stunned for a moment before realizing that his gaze had unknowingly drifted to his toes...

Jin Yunting glared at Ding Shixun angrily. Had he even forgotten that he was a rebel? Didn't he even know the banners that rebels should use?

Useless thing!

Jin Yunting took a deep breath, looked up at Jiang Wanzhao and said: "Jiang Wanzhao, you are a traitor, you are opportunistic, and you are colluding with foreign powers!"

You shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have, sided with the God of Wisdom, allowing people to be controlled by the system, to be helped by the system... no, to make them slaves to the system!

Jin Yunting raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Wanzhao: "We will never become beings enslaved by other races!"

You betrayed your country for personal gain; today, don't blame us for showing no mercy, for using our own lives to borrow the dragon energy of Dragon Rising Island to forge the Dragon-Suppressing Lock and slay the traitor!

"Dragon Suppressing Lock..."

Jin Yunting shouted, but the next second he saw Jiang Wanzhao gently raise her hand.

The battle begins!

The crimson array devoured flesh and blood, soaring straight into the sky. The blood dragon roared to the heavens, the wind and clouds changed color, and space shattered.

Jin Yunting and the others' expressions changed drastically.

Jiang Wanzhao looked delighted.

Become!

"Wait here, I'm coming to find you..."

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