Imperial City Imperial Palace, Main Hall.
The resplendent Main Hall was deserted. Everyone, including the eunuchs and palace maids, had been chased out by Ji Chengxue.
He reclined on the Dragon Throne alone, his eyes slightly closed. He was not sleeping, but contemplating. The situation in the Imperial City had gradually spiraled out of his control. Even though he was the emperor, he still felt powerless.
Xiao Meng sent a secret report. From the report, he learned a lot of information. The current Imperial City was no longer the Imperial City under his control. Even eighth grade War-Gods had appeared. They were existences that were several times more powerful than the empire's top forces. They were not existences that the Light Wind Empire could contend against.
In the past, there were only seventh grade Battle-Saints. With Xiao Meng, who was at the peak of seventh grade Battle-Saint, he could still intimidate the crowd. But in front of eighth grade War-Gods … it was still not enough.
These unheard of eighth grade War-Gods had appeared in the Imperial City for the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree. And this Path-Understanding Tree was in Owner Bu's store, so it was Owner Bu's store that would suffer.
Rubbing his brows, Ji Chengxue opened his eyes and lightly exhaled.
"Forget it, I can't think of any good ideas even if I stay here and worry about it. From now on, we can only rely on Owner Bu himself. Maybe Owner Bu has a trump card. After all, there is a suspected supreme beast guarding the store. Maybe … these eighth grade War-Gods won't be able to destroy it so easily."
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Wu Yunbai looked at the man in casual clothes and half a silver mask standing in front of her. She timidly took a step back.
"Big Brother Zhan Kong, you … why are you here?" Wu Yunbai asked awkwardly.
The masked man seemed to carry a sense of unfamiliarity. He glanced at the floor where Wu Yunbai lived and frowned.
"Ah Wu said you were seriously injured. Looking at you … it doesn't look like it?"
His voice was pleasant to the ear, but it was stiff and cold.
"Commander Zhan Kong, the young lady was indeed seriously injured a few days ago. But with the help of an expert, she has recovered." Master Ah Wu hurriedly said respectfully. This ice-cold man in front of him was not a simple person.
He was one of the four great commanders of the White Cloud Villa. His cultivation level had reached the eighth grade War-God realm, and his battle prowess was terrifying. He once tore apart a seventh grade spirit beast with his bare hands and drenched his entire body in its blood.
"Who hurt you?" Zhan Kong's eyes turned and landed on Wu Yunbai as he asked calmly.
"It's none of your business. I will avenge myself," Wu Yunbai said stubbornly.
Zhan Kong calmly looked at Wu Yunbai, then suddenly walked into the house and reached out his hand to pat Wu Yunbai's head.
"Ah Wu, come in with me. Tell me who hurt Young Miss … and who saved Young Miss."
"Ah … Hey!" Ah Wu was taken aback and hurriedly followed.
Wu Yunbai puffed up her cheeks. Looking at the back of the tall and straight man, she secretly snorted and stomped her feet as she followed him in.
"Mahayana Island, Buddhist Sect?" Zhan Kong glanced at Ah Wu in confusion. Why would such a weak faction dare to provoke the people of the White Cloud Villa?
However, he did not ask too much. He only needed to know who hurt Wu Yunbai.
"Then who saved Young Miss?"
"It's the owner of a small store. It's the one that has been the talk of the Imperial City recently, the one that owns the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree," Ah Wu said respectfully.
"Oh? That small store? On my way here, I met the old man from the Godly Temple of the Wildlands. Their target seems to be the small store … If I'm not wrong, it should be the same as the small store you mentioned, "Zhan Kong said.
Wu Yunbai's expression changed. The old man from the Godly Temple of the Wildlands? An old man that could attract the attention of the arrogant Zhan Kong must be an eighth grade War-God … Could it be that the Godly Temple of the Wildlands had already started to make a move on the small store? Had they finally lost their patience?
"Zhan Kong …"
"Say no more. I know what you want to say. However, I have my own plans. You should rest first. The waters in the Imperial City of the Light Wind Empire are a bit muddy now. My purpose of coming here is to bring you back safely and give the Villa Master an explanation. So, you better stay put."
Zhan Kong interrupted Wu Yunbai, who was about to speak. He stood up, clasped his hands behind his back and walked out of the room.
Wu Yunbai was furious … This arrogant man!
"Ah Wu, keep an eye on the young miss. Before I return, don't let her leave the room," Zhan Kong said as he glanced at Master Ah Wu.
Master Ah Wu's heart skipped a beat. His body shivered and he hurriedly nodded.
Then, Zhan Kong paid no more attention to him and left the inn.
Standing on the long street of the Imperial City, surrounded by pedestrians, Zhan Kong's eyes were indifferent. He took a step forward, and the people and objects around him instantly disappeared.
In the next moment, he stopped in front of a luxurious courtyard.
As he looked at the courtyard, his eyes gradually became indifferent.
"A mere Mahayana Island, a trashy force that doesn't even have an eighth grade warrior, dares to hurt the young master of the White Cloud Villa. How reckless."
Zhan Kong slightly closed his eyes under the silver mask. The corners of his eyes twitched and he curled his lips.
He didn't seem to make any movements, but Zhan Kong simply raised his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air. Suddenly, a surge of spirit energy gathered in his palm.
In the air, a gigantic palm made of spirit energy appeared. The palm was huge and exquisite, and the patterns on it were clearly visible.
A terrifying aura spread out from the palm.
Zhan Kong tilted his head and looked at the palm of spirit energy hovering above the luxurious courtyard. He slightly pressed down, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged. The houses in the luxurious courtyard trembled violently, unable to withstand the pressure.
Inside the courtyard, Zhao Musheng, who was sitting cross-legged in a secret chamber, suddenly opened his eyes. A trace of fear flashed across his eyes.
"I wonder which warrior has arrived. Zhao Musheng, please forgive me for not coming out to greet you!"
With a long howl, Zhao Musheng released a terrifying aura from his body and rushed out of the courtyard. He hovered in the air above the courtyard. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw the gigantic palm above his head. His pupils constricted and his heart trembled.
"Zhao Musheng? It's good that you've come out … Since you dared to injure someone from my White Cloud Villa, then die. "
Zhan Kong indifferently looked at Zhao Musheng, who was floating in the air. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he didn't waste any more words. He raised his palm and gently swung it down.
Boom!!
With an earth-shattering sound, Zhao Musheng felt a terrifying pressure abruptly descend upon his body. The bones in his entire body emitted crackling sounds of compression.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Musheng's eyes were filled with endless fear. This kind of pressure was unparalleled … The person in front of him was actually an eighth grade War-God!
The palm of spirit energy suddenly came crashing down, causing the entire ground to tremble. Zhao Musheng was directly smashed into the ground, and the entire luxurious courtyard was instantly turned into ruins.
If someone were to look down from the sky, they would see that the entire courtyard's ground had caved in and transformed into a gigantic palm.
A huge tremor spread out, shaking the entire imperial city.
This loud sound attracted the attention of many people in the imperial city.
Xiao Meng, who was in the Xiao Mansion, rushed out with a palpitating heart. Feeling the terrifying pressure, he took a deep breath.
An eighth grade War-God … made his move!
"Rumble!"
Rubble flew everywhere. Zhao Musheng, who was covered in blood, burst out from the rubble. He coldly glared at Zhan Kong.
Then, without saying a word, Zhao Musheng turned around and stepped into the air to leave.
However, Zhan Kong's eyes under the mask turned cold. His plain clothes fluttered, and a pair of magnificent wings formed by the condensation of clouds suddenly appeared on his back.
In an instant, he appeared beside Zhao Musheng.
"Did I say you could leave?" Zhan Kong indifferently said.
"Don't go too far!" Zhao Musheng angrily roared. He never expected that an eighth grade War-God would attack him. He wasn't prepared at all and was almost killed.
"So what if I am? Do you think you're in the right after injuring my men? " Zhan Kong indifferently said. His figure turned around, and with a swing of his leg, he ruthlessly smashed it into Zhao Musheng's body. The terrifying force almost tore the air apart.
Zhao Musheng violently spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body aged in an instant.
He staggered in the air and stood still. He wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and a hideous expression emerged on his face.
He crushed a blood-colored jade pendant, and instantly, the phantom of a giant golden Buddha appeared around him. The giant Buddha's palm fiercely swatted at Zhan Kong. In the process of swatting, the giant golden Buddha turned blood red, and became a hideous blood Buddha.
Zhan Kong took a deep breath, and his figure leaped up. He rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and directly tore the blood Buddha into pieces.
The giant blood Buddha turned into a sky full of bloody light and dissipated.
"Very good … I thought I would have to fight to the death, but in the end, he used a feint and escaped. As expected, the older he gets, the more shrewd he becomes. But forget it … It's just a branch of the Buddhist Sect, nothing to worry about." The wings behind Zhan Kong's back disappeared, and he safely landed on the ground. He tidied up his clothes and calmly murmured.
He turned around and left with his hands clasped behind his back. Behind him … was a courtyard of ruins.
...
On the long street of the Imperial City, several overbearing men wearing leather jackets were rampaging about.
The leader was a man whose muscles bulged like a small hill. His aura was steady and majestic, and as he moved, it was like a rumble.
Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he looked at the sudden plume of smoke in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Someone actually made a move before me, Xia Da … Very well, looks like I can't be left behind!"
"Sheng Mu, kiddo, the store is over there. Hurry up! I can't wait to make my move! "Xia Da sneered, and the muscles on his face scrunched up, making him look hideous.
Sheng Mu, riding on his cheetah, also laughed. He pointed at the entrance of the alley in front of him and said, "Elder Xia, the store is on the left in front … I was originally working with that idiot Zhao Musheng. That idiot said he could easily obtain the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree, and I f * cking believed him. In the end, after working for half a day, I didn't even get a fart. That's why I called you here, Elder!"
"Haha! You idiot, since you're here to fight, why are you beating around the bush? Just kill your way over there! This time, I, the Elder, will teach you the meaning of aggressiveness! As a member of the Ferocious Temple, don't be timid when you walk the earth, you must fight! Don't be a coward, just fight! "
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