Ji Tianxing had already expected the actions of the Blood Sword Sect and Princess Tianfeng.
It wasn't hard to figure out what they were thinking from their point of view.
Even though he knew that an even more dangerous situation was coming, he was fearless.
However, he was fearless, and he was confident that he could turn the situation around.
Black Dragon continued on his way while he continued to refine the Godhead fragments to increase his strength and condense more laws.
… …
Late at night.
Tianfeng Province City, which had a radius of one hundred and fifty kilometers, was sleeping peacefully under the night sky.
This ancient city with ten thousand years of history was located in the Tianbei Wasteland.
The surrounding tens of thousands of kilometers was a wasteland without any mountains or forests.
Thus, the northern wind from the Setting Sun Ocean swept across the wasteland, causing sand and stones to fly.
Even though this city looked somewhat desolate.
In reality, the area around Tianfeng Province City was rich in metal ores.
In addition, this main city was located in the middle of a dozen cities, so its geographical position was very important.
Thus, when the Bloodflame Divine Kingdom was established ten thousand years ago, this city was designated as a county city to manage the sixteen surrounding cities.
Many experts, powerful factions, and merchant associations were stationed in Tianfeng Province City and spread to the surrounding cities.
The city was very prosperous, with tall buildings and rows upon rows of houses.
More than four million people lived in this county city.
Located in the northern city district, the luxurious Princess Manor was still brightly lit.
The guards and attendants in the manor were as relaxed and carefree as usual.
From the inside to the outside, they exuded the noble and calm bearing of a thousand-year-old clan.
After all, the owner of this manor was one of the thirty-six Princesses of the Divine Kingdom, the noble Count Qishan.
Not to mention Tianfeng Province City, even in the surrounding cities, no one dared to be disrespectful to him.
Even though many people had heard a rumor.
A traitor had appeared in Qingshan City, a small coastal city in the north, and had dared to kill the Qingshan City Lord.
The Qingshan City Lord had a close relationship with Count Qishan. Count Qishan was furious and swore to kill the traitor to avenge the Qingshan City Lord.
But in the eyes of others, such a small matter wasn't worth worrying about.
As long as Count Qishan gave the order, the traitor would die without a doubt.
In the surrounding fifty million kilometers, no one dared to go against Count Qishan!
At this moment, in the princess's study.
Four guards were guarding the door, and the door to the study was tightly shut.
The room was dimly lit and quiet.
A white-haired old man in a purple robe and a black cloak was leaning against a large wooden armchair.
The old man was tall and sturdy, and his spirit was hale and hearty.
His dignified square face was filled with the vicissitudes of life.
His sunken eyes flickered with a cold light, deep and sharp.
He leaned back in his chair and stared at the dark night outside the window. He was waiting and thinking.
His right hand rested on the armrest of the chair, and his knuckles tapped lightly on the armrest, making a rhythmic sound.
This white-haired elder was the leader of the Tianfeng Prefecture, the Tianfeng Prefecture Princess, Count Qishan.
Even though Earl Qishan's expression was calm and his eyes were cold.
However, the small subconscious movements of his right hand betrayed his inner state.
Worry and anxiety.
Twenty hours ago.
The three groups of spies under his command all returned with news one after another.
Hei Ba, Chi Liuxing, and the hundreds of elite experts had all died in Wind Night City.
Apart from that, the experts of Blood Sword Sect had also been killed.
When he first received this news, Count Qishan was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
He couldn't imagine that a small Qi family consecrator would have such terrifying means.
Perhaps only a High Divine Lord would have such power?
But why would a High Divine Lord with a noble status lower himself to be a consecrator of Azure Mountain City's Qi Family?
Count Qishan couldn't understand.
However, the three groups of spies reported the same result, and he had to accept this fact.
Thus, he calmly thought for a long time.
Hei Ba and Chi Liuxing had both failed, so who else could kill that kid?
He had more than ten Low Divine Lords under his command, and more than eight hundred elite experts.
However, sending Low Divine Lords to kill Tianxing was useless.
Ordinary Heavenly God experts were useless no matter how many of them there were.
He could only send Mid Divine Lords to carry out the mission.
However, Hei Ba and Chi Liuxing were dead, and he could only mobilize three Mid Divine Lords.
Including himself, that was only four people!
Even so, he still felt that it wasn't safe and that he had no chance of success.
After all, Tianxing had not only killed Hei Ba and Chi Liuxing, but also the experts of Blood Sword Sect!
According to the reports of his spies, the leader of Blood Sword Sect this time was the noble Left Protector!
This made Count Qishan suspect that even if he personally led three Mid Divine Lords to kill Tianxing, he might not be able to return.
Could it be that he could only admit defeat and give up on taking revenge on Tianxing?
This thought had once appeared in Count Qishan's mind.
However, he quickly rejected this idea.
Because he couldn't afford to lose, and he couldn't afford to lose face!
A dignified county lord actually couldn't do anything to a nobody.
Two of his generals had been killed, but he could only swallow his anger and not dare to take revenge.
Once this news spread, his dignity as a county lord would be trampled underfoot.
Moreover, Hei Ba and Chi Liuxing were only his vanguards.
Even if these two generals died, he could still mobilize stronger forces.
For example, the Five Aristocratic Families in Tianfeng Province all had Sir God Realm experts.
At this critical moment, as long as Count Qishan asked, the five aristocratic families would be willing to help.
In any case, everyone had a tacit understanding.
After the matter was settled, Count Qishan would make some concessions and give the five aristocratic families some benefits.
For example, the Cheng Family had always wanted the South Wind Canyon, and the Du Family had always been thinking about the Cloud Cup Pool.
The Shang Family had sent many gifts, hoping to reduce the annual tax of eighty million.
As for the Nangong Family, they wanted to occupy a street in South City and transform it into a smithing workshop …
Thinking of this, Count Qishan was full of energy and fighting spirit.
"Hahaha … A nameless nobody with no background wants to fight with this seat?
Do you think that this kind of battle depends on strength?
It's a battle of status and power!
The entire Tianfeng City belongs to me, so don't even think about leaving my territory alive! "
Count Qishan muttered to himself, his body emitting a domineering aura as a sinister light flashed in his eyes.
Swoosh!
He finally made up his mind and said in a dignified tone, "Huan Yu, go and inform the family heads of the five aristocratic families to come to the county lord's residence immediately. I have something to discuss with them!"
Originally, there was no one else in the study room other than him.
However, as he finished speaking, a hoarse and deep voice sounded from the corner of the study room.
"County Lord, have you made up your mind?"
Huan Yu, who was hiding in the dark, was Count Qishan's trusted aide.
He knew very well that Count Qishan and the five aristocratic families had always been in a competition.
Since Count Qishan had asked the five aristocratic families for help, he had to make some sacrifices and concessions.
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