Fang Xingjian said coldly, "After you return, unify the plains. I'll give you a list of resources. Bring all the things on the list to the Imperial Capital. "From today onward, the Steel Lion Kingdom will be a vassal state of the Empire. Is there a problem? "
Prince Zuoxian closed his eyes and sighed. "I understand. This time around, we 11 Sacred Generals and the Heavenly Lion King are the ones heading south. It has nothing to do with the commoners in the plains. I only hope that the Imperial Preceptor can treat the commoners and herdsmen in the plains kindly. They're all innocent."
"Hmph, it's not up to you to decide whether they're innocent or not."
After channeling another stream of sword intent into Prince Zuoxian, Fang Xingjian brought the two of them with him and leaped onto the ground, arriving before the Fourth Prince.
After giving a brief account of the results of the battle, Fang Xingjian continued to instruct, "Get them to send all the top-notch Divine Weapons from the plains and desert to Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan. I still need to forge a Divine Weapon."
Although his White Bone Divine Sword contained the Instant sword intent and had been cultivated with the Heaven-Connecting Upper Extremity Sword Physique, its intrinsic quality was still insufficient. Although it was sturdy, its prowess was insufficient, and its remarkable abilities were not apparent.
Fang Xingjian then looked toward Tyrande, Lan Yue, the Blue Sacred Moonlight, the Astral Ancestor, and the others, saying, "In the process of unifying the plains and desert, there'll definitely be many people who resist stubbornly. I'll have to trouble the few of you to help me suppress the borders and get rid of the disobedient officials."
Even though he had already gotten rid of the 11 Sacred Generals and the Heavenly Lion King, it was impossible for the rule between races to be smooth sailing. There would definitely be people who would resist to the very end and would rather die than submit. This had nothing to do with the difference in strength.
"Imperial Preceptor, you're being too polite."
"This is something we should do."
The few of them immediately agreed politely.
There was no other way about it. In the past, they might not have been much weaker than Fang Xingjian, but Fang Xingjian's rate of improvement had surpassed their imaginations. His prestige was also getting stronger by the day. Right now, with just a casual order from him, they had no choice but to treat it seriously.
"Lilia, Anderson..." Fang Xingjian looked at the few people from the younger generation who had already reached level 29 and were even starting to strive to become Demigods. He said, "When the time comes, you guys can head to the plains or desert to wipe out the resisters. This is also a good training for all of you. "
The battle in the Imperial Capital this time around made Fang Xingjian realize that his subordinates were still too weak. However, he had the mystical prints, and the core members under him had all been inscribed with mystical prints as well. All of them had great potential for improvement.
Therefore, Fang Xingjian planned to give them some chances to temper themselves. If they could produce a few more Divine level experts, he would not need to do many things himself.
This was especially so for the battle against the Holy See of Truth. It would be useful if they could have a few more Gods.
He then left some instructions in the Imperial Capital, leaving behind a stream of sword intent for the Fourth Prince to contact him at any time. Fang Xingjian took a step out and disappeared without a trace.
The group of people who were left behind stared at the spot where Fang Xingjian had disappeared. They were filled with admiration and respect.
However, Fang Xingjian did not leave. With a flash, he appeared before the Black Mage King and the Gold Mage King.
The Black Mage King's countenance changed slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "Greetings, Imperial Preceptor."
Fang Xingjian threw a cold glance at the Black Mage King and suddenly slashed out with his palm.
This palm strike was purely propelled by Fang Xingjian's conjured physique. Its speed surpassed several hundred times that of supersonic speed, yet it did not reach light speed. The surface of the entire palm flashed with a layer of chaotic glow, bringing with it a strange magical power. It was like the most terrifying weapon in the world, slowly crushing out toward the Black Mage King.
Looking at the palm that Fang Xingjian had slashed down, the Black Mage King's countenance changed. He raised his hands, bringing along a thousand black shadows as he received the palm strike that Fang Xingjian had slashed down.
With this attack, the Black Mage King's hands were as heavy as mountains. Space distorted, and the microscopic world seethed. Layers of overlapping shadows appeared between his hands. They were his clones, and right now, they were joining forces with the Black Mage King to receive the palm strike that Fang Xingjian had slashed down.
However, when the Black Mage King instinctively made this action of receiving the palm strike, he immediately regretted it.
It was because the force from Fang Xingjian's palm strike had yet to hit his body. Just the shock waves formed from lashing out at the air had already made the Black Mage King feel as if his conjured physique was going to collapse.
"Damn it! Why is there so much strength in just a little bit? "
He had watched Fang Xingjian single-handedly fight against the many experts in the plains and desert earlier and understood that Fang Xingjian's powers had reached an extremely great level. With each and every move, he would be able to kill ordinary Divine level experts.
However, it was not as if the Black Mage King had not made any progress during this period of time. Over the past two months, by continuously comprehending the profoundness of the wordless monument, the Black Mage King's martial will, as well as his understanding of the circulation of power, the profoundness of martial arts, and the microscopic world, had all improved greatly.
He reckoned that even if he was not a match for Fang Xingjian, he would still be able to receive a casual palm strike that was propelled by his conjured physique.
However, the truth was that he was really unable to receive it.
A stifled rumble rang out, strong gales blew, and a stretch of darkness suddenly extended out in the sky. It was as if void space had exploded and shattered.
However, as the power dissipated, the distorted space returned to normal. The darkness in the sky gradually disappeared, and light returned.
The Black Mage King's conjured physique shattered into fragments that filled up the sky. Then it slowly reassembled, once again taking on the appearance of the black-robed old man.
Fang Xingjian looked coldly at the Black Mage King and said, "Don't try to play tricks before me. Black Mage King, it's just a matter of whether I want to or not if I want to kill you. "If it wasn't because the Empire is in need of manpower right now, you would have died from that attack earlier."
Almost at the very first moment that his martial will scanned the Black Mage King, Fang Xingjian understood the Black Mage King's strength and condition. He also understood that the Black Mage King had played some tricks.
However, the matter of joining forces with the Mages was still the Empire's top secret. Therefore, Fang Xingjian had come to meet the Black Mage King alone.
When the Black Mage King heard Fang Xingjian's words, his eyes narrowed slightly. There seemed to be violent emotions brewing in his eyes.
Given his status, when had he ever been insulted by a junior like this before?
Fang Xingjian could tell that the Black Mage King was still feeling indignant and said coldly, "Hmph, it seems that you still have some tricks up your sleeves. How about this? I won't dodge or hide here and will receive one of your attacks. How about it?"
A hint of interest flashed in the Black Mage King's eyes. However, a short moment later, it was extinguished. He smiled and said, "I know the Imperial Preceptor's prowess even without trying. I've done badly this time around. There definitely won't be a next time. "
Fang Xingjian threw an indifferent glance toward him. There was neither sorrow nor joy in his eyes, which were as chaotic as the heavenly law universe.
"That's for the best. If there's a next time, then there's no need for the Black Robed faction to exist anymore."
After teaching the Black Mage King a lesson, Fang Xingjian continued to instruct, "I'll leave a clone behind to watch over the Imperial Capital while my main body heads to Earth to cultivate. The two of you will continue to watch over Demonic City and the Imperial Capital respectively. Remember not to be negligent."
Both the Gold Mage King and the Black Mage King lowered their heads and said, "Understood."
A short moment later, Fang Xingjian left behind 10% of his powers to watch over the Imperial Capital while the remaining 90% of his powers crossed over Earth and returned to the fixed star, continuing to cultivate with the help of the Sun's powers.
He did not waste the 10% of his powers to watch over the Imperial Capital either. Instead, he planned to cultivate with the help of the resources from the various major influences.
Fang Xingjian would be able to make use of the resources in both worlds to cultivate, and he would be constantly increasing his powers.
Simultaneously, just as Fang Xingjian swept through the Steel Lion Kingdom and saved the Imperial Capital from danger, the four regions that had been attacked by the plains also underwent a series of drastic changes.
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