The Army Returns
Late autumn had passed, and the beginning of winter had arrived.
Although the first snow of the year had yet to fall, the air in the Imperial City was already filled with a faint chill.
Outside the city gate, Chu Xingyun and Lin Tianchong appeared.
The two wore black robes and looked travel-worn. They raised their heads and gazed at the vast city in front of them. Their eyes flickered with light.
"We're finally back!"
Lin Tianchong let out a long sigh of relief and said to Chu Xingyun with a smile, "After running around for more than half a month, my old bones are about to fall apart. Later, I must let that little girl, Luolan, massage my back and relax!"
Hearing these words, Chu Xingyun smiled faintly.
In the past, he had always been a loner. No matter where he was in the True Spirit Continent, he felt nothing.
But at this moment, looking at the Imperial City, he felt a sense of belonging. The tiredness from running around had dissipated a lot, and he felt very relaxed.
"Perhaps, this is the so-called fetters." Chu Xingyun thought of Luo Lan and the others, and the smile on his face became even wider. He rode his horse and headed towards the city.
"The Jingtian Army is indeed a ferocious army. In just one year, they destroyed the Iron Peak Nation and even captured the Iron Peak Nation's king. They personally escorted him to the Imperial City."
"Wu Jingxue's strength has already reached the 6th Sky of the Sky Spirit Realm. The Jingtian Army under him has countless experts. It's not difficult for them to destroy any kingdom. It's just that the pitiful Iron Peak Country was not only destroyed, but also mercilessly massacred."
"The reason why the Jingtian Army guards the borders is to eliminate dissidents. All the kingdoms and cities that rely on the Flowing Cloud Nation's royal family are either suppressed or mercilessly destroyed. This time, Wu Jing Xue escorted the Iron Peak Nation's king back to the Imperial City. His ferocious heart is clear as day!"
"Don't talk nonsense. If the Jingtian Army hears this, I'm afraid that you and I won't be able to survive. It's not like you don't know the methods of the Jingtian Army. It's better to have less trouble."
As soon as he stepped into the Imperial City, Chu Xingyun heard a lot of discussions. These voices were filled with helplessness and anger, and they were all pointing at the Jingtian Army and Wu Jing Xue.
"Let's go!" Chu Xingyun said and immediately quickened his pace.
At that moment, in the center of the Imperial City, a crowd was moving. They were following a group of people as they rushed toward the Imperial Palace.
There were a lot of people in this group, a total of three thousand people. Every single person in the group was covered in a thick murderous aura, as if they had come out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
At the front of the group, eight burly men were carrying a large palanquin. A middle-aged man sat on the palanquin. He was wearing a pitch-black heavy armor, and his cloak danced in the wind. He exuded a domineering and arrogant aura.
This man's appearance was not outstanding and could even be said to be ordinary. However, his eyes were as sharp as blades and faintly emitted a wisp of purple-black light that seemed to be able to intimidate one's heart. It was incomparably strange and unfathomable.
This man was the leader of the Jingtian Army — Wu Jing Xue!
Behind Wu Jing Xue, there was a long pole. A thin man was hanging from the pole. This man was extremely miserable. Not only was his face unrecognizable, but his limbs were cruelly chopped off. There was even a little bit of blood seeping out of his severed limbs.
This man was naturally the ruler of the Iron Peak Nation that the crowd was talking about.
Strictly speaking, there was no enmity between the Iron Peak Nation and the Liuyun Dynasty. On the contrary, due to the frequent trade between the two nations, the Iron Peak Nation and the Liuyun Dynasty had a very good relationship. Every year, they would send envoys to pay tribute.
A year ago, the ruler of the Iron Peak Nation came to the Imperial City and hit it off with Tang Zheng at first sight. The two of them drank and chatted merrily. They even signed an alliance treaty to help each other to strengthen the relationship between the two nations.
When Wu Jing Xue heard about this, he did not say anything and directly led his army to the Iron Peak Nation.
In just a year, the Iron Peak Nation was conquered. The five cities under its rule were all burned down by the Jingtian Army. The Iron Peak Nation no longer existed, and its name was completely removed from the Northern Wilderness Region.
Wu Jing Xue purposely spared the ruler of the Iron Peak Nation's life, chopped off his limbs, and personally escorted him to the Imperial City as a show of force.
Not only was it a slap in the face of the Liuyun Royal Family, but it was also a warning to all the martial artists in the world that anyone who went against Wu Jing Xue would end up in a miserable state. There was no mercy!
"This Wu Jing Xue's strength is quite strong. He's not an ordinary person." When the two of them came to the side of the road, Lin Tianchong casually glanced around and finally stopped on Wu Jing Xue. He gave a rare compliment.
He could see that not only was Wu Jing Xue's cultivation strong, but the black heavy armor he wore and the halberd on his back were all precious King Weapons. They were filled with the power of divine patterns.
Furthermore, there was an extremely obscure power hidden in Wu Jing Xue's body. It was hidden so deep that ordinary people would not be able to sense it at all.
Judging from these, Wu Jing Xue's strength was far superior to anyone in the Liuyun Dynasty. Even if the five Martial Houses' leaders worked together, they would not be able to pose a threat to him.
The number one person in the Liuyun Dynasty, this title was well deserved!
Chu Xingyun stood beside Lin Tianchong. Naturally, he could see Wu Jing Xue's strength, but he did not say anything. He only stood there quietly, his cold gaze locked onto Wu Jing Xue.
"Hmm?"
As if he felt something, Wu Jing Xue's body trembled. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Chu Xingyun. In the end, his gaze landed on Chu Xingyun.
The two of them, four pairs of eyes, froze in the air. It was as if other than the two of them, no one else existed.
"Father, what's wrong?" At this time, a strong young man walked out from behind Wu Jing Xue. He looked similar to Wu Jing Xue. This person was called Wu Teng, and he was Wu Jing Xue's son.
"Nothing, I just feel that the young man's gaze is very familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before." Wu Jing Xue retracted his gaze. After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes and no longer looked behind him.
Wu Teng looked behind him and glanced at Chu Xingyun. He grinned and said, "That person's age is similar to mine. His cultivation is not high, only at the First Sky of the Earth Emanations Realm. From his appearance, he is most likely a nobody. How could he be familiar with you, father?"
"Why don't I capture this person and gouge out his eyes?" Wu Teng stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. He was about to urge his horse to gallop towards Chu Xingyun.
"Wait!"
Wu Jing Xue stopped him and said in a low voice, "We are about to enter the palace. If we cause trouble, we might delay the important matters. As for that young man, he is just a nobody. There is no need to pay too much attention to him."
"Okay, we will do as father says." Wu Teng immediately stopped and nodded. He returned to Wu Jing Xue's side.
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