Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Yao Yue and Song Qian looked at each other, and their figures turned into two illusory lights and followed.

Ji Xuanfeng clasped his fists slightly towards the Hunyuan Patriarch, "Since the Patriarch is in charge of the sect, then Xuanfeng will go and join in the fun!"

There was a hint of excitement in his tone, and his body flashed, moving directly into the starry sky. He took a step forward and was outside the distant starry sky.

In terms of strength, he is not as good as Song Xuan and his sister, but he is a perfect celestial being after all. In terms of combat power, he estimates that he can be almost the same as Yao Yue.

The opponents that Song Xuan would face in the team-building activity that he had specially proposed must not be ordinary people. They would most likely be against other Mahayana monsters. Ji Xuanfeng naturally did not want to miss such an interesting activity.

After all, there aren't many opportunities to bully the weak with Song Xuan!

As a perfect celestial being, his physical body was not as good as Song Xuan's siblings, but he was still extremely powerful, so he moved through the void all the way. In order to catch up with Song Xuan and the others as soon as possible, he didn't even bother to avoid the cracks in space.

Wherever he passed, even if he encountered a space crack, he would directly turn into a beam of light and rush forward. Wherever he passed, even a crack in the void would instantly collapse under his powerful body.

But even so, no matter how hard he tried, he could only vaguely sense the direction Song Xuan and the others were heading, and he was unable to catch up.

This discovery shocked him immensely.

You know, Song Xuan and the other two are projection clones, while Ji Xuanfeng is traveling in his real body.

In terms of movement speed alone, his real body could not even catch up with the projections of the three people. How powerful were the real bodies of Song Xuan and the others?

...

Song Xuan's speed was actually not very fast, he only took three steps.

When the third step was taken, Song Xuan's figure had already appeared outside a special ancient battlefield.

The void here is vast and empty, with space cracks everywhere, like winding dragons and pythons, blocking all possible prying eyes and outsiders from entering.

It is obvious that more than one war has broken out here over the countless years. Countless space cracks not only prevent outsiders from entering, but also cut off their spiritual consciousness, making it impossible for cultivators to detect the situation inside.

As the commander of the Imperial City, Song Xuan remembered that there was a legion of the Taoist Song Dynasty stationed here. Because the leader of this legion was named Zhuquezi, it was also called the Suzaku Legion by the outside world.

But when he looked with his spiritual sense, he saw that the periphery of the battlefield was full of broken weapon fragments, and from time to time he could see mutilated corpses floating in the air. It was dead silent, and there was no legion there!

Song Xuan frowned. Judging from the situation, something unexpected happened here. Lin Yue had lost contact with the sect, which was probably related to this incident.

The Hunyuan Sect has always had a good relationship with the various legions of the Daosong Dynasty. Every year, after the sect's disciples have reached a certain level of cultivation, they will accept the sect's mission and go to a certain legion for training.

According to the sect's records, Lin Yue's most recent mission was to come to the Suzaku Legion to replace her fellow disciples in shift duty. However, the current situation was very clear: not only was she in trouble, but the entire Suzaku Legion was in trouble!

This is not the point. The point is that such a big thing happened, but the entire Dao Song court, and even he, the commander of the Imperial City Division, did not receive the news!

Chapter 885: Want revenge? Go and dream to your commander!

Song Xuan frowned and looked around. Behind him, the projection clones of Song Qian and Yao Yue appeared one after another.

The moment she appeared, Yao Yue made a judgment and whispered, "Something happened?"

"Hmm!" Song Xuan nodded. "The Suzaku Legion stationed here has disappeared. Judging from the surroundings, a major battle is very likely to have occurred here!"

Yao Yue looked around and said, "This place borders the Fotang Dynasty. My husband, do you mean that the Fotang Dynasty was behind this?"

"It's possible, but I can't be sure!"

The two of them were talking in low voices, and Song Qian's figure directly plunged into the dead silent ancient battlefield full of space cracks, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

After a while, her figure reappeared with a hint of sneer on her lips, "The case is solved, the mastermind behind this is that Sirius Lord!"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

Victoria Song nodded, "There are traces of the Heavenly Wolf's aura in that ancient battlefield. Although it has dissipated to the point where it is almost unnoticeable, it cannot be hidden from a contemporary god-demon like me!

Furthermore, there is a mark I left in Tianlang's soul. His current location is only tens of millions of miles away from here. It is obvious that he appeared here not long ago!"

Song Xuan nodded slightly. "If that's the case, then it makes sense that neither the imperial court nor the Imperial City Administration got the news of this happening here!"

No matter how much of the true immortal soul essence Sirius Star Lord had lost to Song Qian before, even so, this person's soul is essentially a true immortal level existence in the upper realm.

No matter how weak it is, it is not something that ordinary Mahayana cultivators in the lower realm can deal with.

If he were to hide behind the scenes and do something, he would indeed be able to destroy an entire legion without letting the news leak out!

While thinking, Song Xuan suddenly turned his head and looked deep into the ancient battlefield. He saw an old man covered in blood suddenly appearing in the ancient battlefield filled with countless space cracks.

The old man was pale and covered in blood. He was dodging the cracks in space while running wildly, his face full of ferocity and despair.

Behind him were two tall monks wearing silver armor and holding huge swords. There was a faint Buddha light between their eyebrows. They were chasing him at a rapid speed while sneering.

"Suzakuzi, your Suzaku Army is finished. Even if you escape, do you still think the Emperor of your Dao Song will forgive you?"

One of them spoke as he raised his hand and slashed with a sword. In an instant, a sword energy condensed from the Buddha's light whizzed out.

The sword energy roared like thunder and lightning, and in an instant it attacked from behind Zhuquezi. With a bang, Zhuquezi spat out a mouthful of blood, and with the help of this force, his body continued to rush forward madly.

"According to the agreement reached by the seven great dynasties ten thousand years ago, conflicts can occur between the territories of the great dynasties, but they must be kept within a limited scope.

Over the years, our Dao Song Dynasty has abided by the agreement, and none of the commanders of the major border armies are in the Mahayana stage!"

Zhu Quezi ran wildly while spitting blood, roaring softly, "You, Fo Tang, betrayed our promise, tore up the agreement, and took the lead in provoking the dispute. Not only that, you also sent out a Mahayana-level being first!

I am responsible for this defeat, but the main responsibility does not lie with me!

As long as I escape from this place and pass the news back, you just wait and see, wait for the high-level officials of my Imperial City Bureau to break into the camp of your Xuanjia Army!

I want to see if you still have the guts to act so recklessly once a Mahayana-level being from the Imperial City Division arrives!"

"hey-hey!"

The two silver-armored burly men chasing behind him didn't care at all. "Even if the Imperial City Bureau finds out, so what? You have the Imperial City Bureau, and we have the Unruly People. If we really fight, it's hard to say who is stronger!"

Another person laughed wildly, "Speaking of the Imperial City Division, I find it funny.

Princess Gaoyang had recently found a male favorite for Her Majesty the Empress, and the portrait had spread almost everywhere in the imperial capital, Chang'an.

At first everyone just thought that the man had a good appearance, but guess what, when everyone checked, they found out that the man was none other than the new commander of your Imperial City Division, Song Xuan!

Hehe, we've got you targeted by our Empress. So, you, the commander-in-chief, can just wait to warm the Empress's bed!"

"That's right, she's so good-looking, so she probably put all her resources into her looks. How great can she be? She probably got to her position through connections, right?

Some people even boasted that he destroyed the Daluo Sect and rose to power through his own strength. Bah, isn't this just an internal fight among you Dao Song, pushing Song Xuan out as the spokesperson!

You old fellow actually expect him to help you? That's ridiculous!"

As he spoke, the man suddenly swung the sword in his hand, and the wind and thunder gathered together, turning into a shocking sword. With a loud bang, he attacked Zhuquezi again.

"Die! Go to hell! Remember to tell your commander in your dreams that the one who killed you was Chen Wanli of the Black Armor Army!"

Looking at the violent sword light that was coming at him with wind and thunder rolling, Zhu Quezi laughed bitterly. After all, he was not a Mahayana cultivator, and it was a fluke that he could escape from the battlefield. Now facing two cultivators of the same level in their prime, he knew that he could no longer resist!

At that moment, his face was extremely ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and roared. This time, he no longer fled, but turned around and rushed towards the oncoming sword light.

"Even if I die, I will drag you two down with me!"

Amidst his wild laughter, violent flames began to burn all around him, and a huge phantom of the divine Vermillion Bird appeared above him. Seeing the phantom of the Vermillion Bird, the two people who were originally chasing him sneered.

"Old man, this place is full of space cracks. Even if you self-destruct, most of your power will be swallowed up by the space cracks! You want to drag us down with you? No way!"

If a cultivator of the same level self-destructed in other places, they would naturally be extremely panicked.

But here, they are really not afraid.

In a place like this, even spiritual consciousness can be blocked. Wanting to kill the enemy by self-destruction is simply a pipe dream!

Zhu Quezi laughed miserably, but the flames on his body not only did not go out, but became even more intense. He was going to die anyway, so before dying, even if he could cause the slightest injury to the enemy, it would be worth it!

However, just when his self-destructive aura reached a critical point and was about to explode, a slender and powerful hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder.

The palm simply landed lightly on his shoulder and pulled him backwards. The aura of self-explosion on his body dissipated in an instant, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

"Your courage is commendable, but leave the rest to me!"

A calm voice rang in Zhu Quezi's ears. He looked over in confusion, and what caught his eyes was a figure in a black robe and a handsome face that was indescribable!

Song Xuan nodded slightly to him, then waved his sleeves to disperse the attacking sword light, and then looked calmly at the two people with surprised and doubtful expressions.

"No need to dream, I'm here right now!"

Hearing the calm but extremely indifferent voice, the two silver-armored monks looked at each other, their hearts filled with horror. Especially after seeing the appearance of the person who came, their minds completely collapsed!

"You are..."

"Imperial City Commander, Song Xuan!?"

Chapter 886: It feels good to talk big for a while, but the whole family will end up in the crematorium!

Suffocation, despair!

The two Xuanjia Army generals were pale at this moment. After confirming Song Xuan's identity, they turned around and fled without any hesitation.

Don't be fooled by their previous boasts, saying they didn't take Song Xuan, the commander of the Imperial City Division, seriously at all. But that was because they were sure that Song Xuan would never show up, so they were just bragging.

Now that they saw the real person, they were more scared than anyone else!

Even if Song Xuanzhen was a fake as rumored, he was a spokesperson pushed to the surface after the internal struggle between the Song royal family and the Daluo Sect.

But even if it was a fake, it was definitely a Mahayana-level existence, far beyond the ability of the two cultivators in the late stage of fusion to deal with.

But the moment they turned around, they saw that the entire ancient battlefield was now covered by a golden glow. Wherever the light passed, even the dense cracks in space began to collapse with a rumbling sound.

This horrifying scene frightened the two men so much that they let out miserable screams, but the screams only lasted for a moment before they turned into two balls of light air and vanished without leaving any trace.

Song Qian's figure then appeared, with a faint golden light in her eyes. She glanced at the two people who had turned into ashes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's fun to talk big, but your whole family will end up in the crematorium. Be careful in your next life!"

She raised her hands and clapped them lightly, then laughed and said, "I almost forgot, you don't have a next life!"

wow~

Yao Yue's figure condensed and appeared in the void like a stream of water. At this moment, her face was a little cold, and there was an almost tangible murderous intent in her eyes.

The word "male favorite" from the two people just now really touched her sore spot!

Song Xuan held her hand and said with a smile, "There's no shortage of idiots in this world. If you're unhappy with them, just crush them to death. There's no need to get angry about it!"

After saying a word of comfort, he turned around and looked at Zhuquezi who had already bent down.

Zhu Quezi was trembling all over, extremely excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Daosong Dynasty, Suzaku Legion, Legion Commander, Suzakuzi, greets the commander!"

Song Xuan hummed and said calmly: "Get up and tell me the details!"

"Sir, since the founding of our dynasty, it is normal for disputes to occur on the border. Originally, everyone controlled the disputes within a certain scope and did not dispatch Mahayana-level beings.

But this time, Fo Tang showed no moral integrity and blocked the transmission of information by unknown means. Then, several Mahayana beings suddenly descended and defeated our Suzaku Legion with overwhelming force.

The Suzaku Corps suffered heavy casualties, and some of the most talented and exceptionally skilled soldiers were captured by the Fotang. I was lucky enough to escape into the ancient battlefield, and thanks to its ability to isolate spiritual consciousness, I was able to survive until now!"

He spoke very quickly and anxiously, "My lord, when I was fleeing in the ancient battlefield, I discovered a secret. Deep in the ancient battlefield, there is a special space vortex. Inside the vortex, there seems to be a secret world.

Fotang's army and Mahayana monks use this place as their base. They have set up restrictions there in advance to cut off our contact with the outside world!

The captives of my Suzaku Corps were also captured there! Please, sir, save them! "

Song Xuan nodded slightly and looked into the void.

In the distance, a figure moved over and in an instant, turned into the appearance of Ji Xuanfeng.

"After rushing so hard, I finally caught up!"

Seeing the figures of Song Xuan and the others clearly, Ji Xuanfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I, Wuque, am probably the weakest one. My real body almost couldn't catch up with your projection clones!"

Song Xuan smiled and said nothing more, "There are enemies invading. Brother Xuanfeng, would you like to come with me to destroy them?"

"It's natural!"

He flicked his sleeves, and the aura of a perfect celestial being dissipated. He said proudly, "No one can compete with me. This time, I want to take the lead!"

...

Deep in the ancient battlefield, there is a huge whirlpool.

The huge vortex was slowly rotating, and with every rotation, it swallowed up the breath of death in the battlefield. Waves of tremendous pressure dissipated, which could even easily shatter a monk in a combined state.

Song Xuan and the others watched this scene quietly. Beside him, Zhu Quezi whispered, "It's here. At that time, I could only see from afar that some monks from Fo Tang entered, but I didn't dare to get close. It's hard to judge what's going on inside!"

Ji Xuanfeng looked him up and down and said in a deep voice, "Let me do it!"

As he spoke, he began to gather his strength, and then brought down a palm from the air. A huge palm print was like a huge world falling from the sky, sealing the huge and constantly rotating vortex.

Boom, a palm as big as the heaven and earth collided with the giant vortex, making an earth-shaking roar. Then, it was visible to the naked eye that the giant vortex that seemed to be able to swallow everything had temporarily stopped moving.