Countless flags were fluttering in the sea breeze in the barracks that stretched for hundreds of kilometers. Battleships were patrolling back and forth on the surface of the sea. Horns were blaring, and the roars of the soldiers were so loud that even the clouds in the sky were dispersed.
Looking ahead, an overwhelming murderous aura was coming at him. The suffocating sense of oppression made Cheng Hao slightly uncomfortable. In such a place where the murderous aura was so overwhelming, the techniques that he performed when his soul was out of his body would be weakened a lot.
Although the environment is not very satisfactory, it is a military camp after all. Some rascals will not dare to make trouble here. I can cultivate more peacefully here!
Although the military camp was not the best place to cultivate one's soul, it was the safest place. There was no need to worry about evil Cultivators breaking in and harming people. It was more or less what Cheng Hao wanted.
"Let's go!"
Glancing at Hong Yi and the others who were shocked by the military camp, Cheng Hao patted his shoulder and took the lead. Following the official road of the military camp, he headed for the base of the Pacification Navy.
"Who are you? Why are you taking the official road of the military camp? "Not long after, they were stopped by a team of patrolling cavalrymen.
Cheng Hao tossed the imperial edict to them casually, as if he did not regard the imperial edict as a sacred object at all.
"So, you are the new Deputy Commander. Please follow me, Deputy Commander!"
After taking the imperial edict and reading it, the leader of the cavalrymen immediately became much more respectful. Leading Cheng Hao and the others, they passed dozens of checkpoints and turned through several side halls. After walking for seven or eight kilometers, they finally arrived at the commander-in-chief's camp of the Pacification Navy.
In front of the commander-in-chief's camp was a huge square. In the square, the commander-in-chief's flag was fluttering. A huge word 'Yan' was engraved on it, and the murderous aura was soaring into the sky.
At the edge of the square, there was a soldier in fish-scale armor standing on the ground like a nail every three steps, holding a saber and not moving at all.
"Over a hundred Martial Masters, dozens of Martial Warriors, and more than ten Xiantian Martial Masters in the camp. This force is indeed not weak. Even if a Martial Sage came, unless he could sneak into the camp and launch a sneak attack, it would be very difficult for him to escape unscathed." Looking at the scene in front of him, Cheng Hao praised in his heart.
The strongest thing in the military camp was not the number of experts, but the countless crossbows and even the large ballistae. The terrifying penetrative power of the ballistae could pierce through ancient trees from a thousand meters away. Even a Martial Saint with a body of steel would not dare to take it head-on.
On the other hand, it was still possible for a Taoist master to launch a sneak attack on the camp with a flying sword or something similar. However, the camp stretched for hundreds of miles and was filled with a murderous aura. Ordinary Taoist magic would be greatly reduced here, unless it was a Ghost Immortal in a Thunder Tribulation who had the pure Yang intent in his mind. Only then would he not be afraid of the murderous aura of the camp.
However, those Ghost Immortals who had passed the Thunder Tribulation were all elusive. They did not show up once in dozens of years. It was even more difficult to meet them than to meet the Emperor.
Crossing the steps and ignoring the guards on both sides, Cheng Hao led Hong Yi into the meeting room of the camp with a calm expression.
In the meeting hall of the camp, both sides of the room were military officers wearing the same color of steel armor and helmets, sitting upright in the same place. Logically speaking, they should have stood up in advance to greet Cheng Hao as the new Deputy Commander. However, they were sitting there like statues. This was to show Cheng Hao their power!
In front of the meeting room sat an old man in tight black satin. His hair was curled up and his face was as sharp as a knife. He looked dignified without being angry. After Cheng Hao and Hong Yi entered the meeting room, he stared at them without blinking.
This man was the commander of the 100,000 Pacification Navy, Yan Zhen!
"Greetings, Commander!"
Hong Yi didn't dare to be arrogant. As soon as he entered the meeting hall, he respectfully cupped his fists and bowed to the Grand Commander of the Jinghai Sea in front of him. His voice was full of energy, without the slightest bit of stage fright.
As for Cheng Hao, he frowned. He neither saluted nor said anything. He just stood there and stared at Yan Zhen, as if waiting for him to speak.
"Bastard, why don't you salute the Commander?"
Seeing that Cheng Hao did not salute, one of the middle-aged officers in silver armor and helmet suddenly stood up, pointed at Cheng Hao and began to reprimand him.
"Hmm?"
Cheng Hao snorted coldly. He didn't seem to have done anything, but he lightly stomped his foot on the ground. Immediately, a crack appeared on the shiny marble floor and quickly spread towards the middle-aged general's feet.
Bang!
The crack instantly spread to the feet of the middle-aged officer. In an instant, his 1.8-meter-tall strong body flew into the air as if he had been hit by a speeding car. He heavily hit the wall on the side of the meeting room, and his whole body was firmly embedded in the wall.
"How dare you!"
The other generals were enraged when they saw this. They jumped up from their seats one by one. Their Qi and blood surged and they attacked Cheng Hao with murderous intent.
"Humph!"
Cheng Hao snorted coldly once again. His vital energy and blood surged into his fists as he punched out with supersonic speed fists. In that instant, he threw out over ten punches. Even though he had held back a portion of his strength at the last moment, he still sent the generals flying. All of them lay on the ground weakly, groaning in pain.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Swish! Hearing the sounds of fighting in the meeting room, hundreds of guards rushed in with long sabers in their hands and surrounded Cheng Hao. It seemed that as long as Yan Zhen gave the order, Cheng Hao would be cut into pieces on the spot.
The atmosphere was completely frozen in an instant. Even Hong Yi was on full alert, afraid that one wrong move would lead to a bloody battle in the barracks.
"Commander Yan Zhen, are you satisfied now?"
Cheng Hao ignored the hundreds of heavily armed guards around him. He stared unblinkingly at Yan Zhen, his face full of coldness. He had made up his mind. If this old man really did not know how to appreciate his kindness, then even if he had to fight a bloody battle, he would make him bleed within five steps!
"Haha, I'm satisfied. I'm very satisfied!" Yan Zhen clapped his hands and motioned for the guards to leave. Then a smile appeared on his cold face. "Marquis Dingguo, it's my honor to be the Deputy Commander of the Pacification Navy as a Martial Sage. If you agree, how about you take charge of the Pacification Navy in the future?"
"No need. I can't stay here for long!" Cheng Hao waved his hand and rejected Yan Zhen's proposal. He glanced coldly at the officers lying on the ground around him.
"Listen up, all of you. This Marquis might as well tell you clearly that this Marquis came here to cultivate martial arts without being disturbed, and at the same time, to earn some military merits. I don't want to occupy anyone's position, nor do I want to rob anyone's position. I won't take the initiative to make trouble for you, and I hope you won't make trouble for yourselves! Do you all understand? "
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