Capital of the Great Ming.

Anyi.

Inside the military camp.

The generals of the Zhao clan reported their respective battle losses. This time, the elite troops of the Zhao clan were deployed, and since it was a defensive battle, the losses were quite satisfactory.

Especially the first wave of the Ji clan, they underestimated the enemy and suffered heavy losses after a fierce battle. They were silenced for half a day.

That night, the Zhao clan's army was filled with excitement.

"Great!"

Zhao Ning couldn't help but nod in approval. The start of this battle was even smoother than she had imagined.

Previously, Anyi was the top priority for the defense of our sect because of the presence of the Muye Monument.

But after the Muye Monument was destroyed, it lost its value and a large number of Mohist experts withdrew.

However, even if only this part withdrew, it was of no use.

The remaining group was enough to form a defense.

At that time, the ability of Anyi to confuse people's minds had not yet declined, and it was difficult to send people to assassinate them. If they were obstructed, they would easily lose the advantage.

But Ying Wuji received news from Anyi and told them to proceed according to the original plan.

He didn't know how, but he directly predicted the date of the appearance of the end of Anyi.

The Zhao clan's army entered Anyi a few days earlier. With the help of Jiang Leqing's mirror projection, the influence of Anyi on their minds was greatly reduced. In addition, they were extremely low-key, so they successfully arrived in Anyi without causing any alertness from the city.

When they arrived, there was no defense from the sect members in the city. They had already been slaughtered.

Even the corpses were still warm, obviously having died not long ago.

Then, the Zhao clan smoothly settled in Anyi.

Later, the influence of Anyi on people's minds further decreased, and the Ji clan alliance arrived late, leading to this siege.

They originally thought it would be a difficult battle.

But it had such a smooth start.

Zhao Ning had never felt so relieved before.

Having Wuji was really great.

At this moment, a scout ran in from outside.

"Your Highness, there is news from the new territory!"

"Quick, tell me!"

Zhao Ning's eyes lit up. It was impossible for the Zhao clan to not worry about fighting on two fronts this time.

When Wuji recommended fighting on two fronts, both father and daughter hesitated for a long time.

After all, no one knew how effective the "concrete pouring" city walls would be.

If it weren't for Zhao Ji paying a great price to have the Mohist Guild create a defensive formation, they wouldn't have dared to do it.

But even so, they still had some concerns.

The scout respectfully presented the letter.

Zhao Ning glanced at it and saw that it was signed by Luo Yan, so she quickly opened the letter.

Unyielding in the storm.

The powerful demonic beast, the Wild Bull, only shook the fortress a little with its supernatural powers, and the Kingdom Di left behind a pile of corpses and fled in panic.

"Wonderful!"

This city wall truly deserved to be called an impregnable fortress!

Zhao Ning's expression was filled with joy. In just one battle, the Kingdom Di lost more than 70,000 cavalry. This "mud wall" was truly a rare illusion.

Not only that.

The Great Li even captured a powerful bull demon with good bloodline.

If it could be tamed as a mount, it would definitely shine on the battlefield.

Just the demonic technique that condensed the images of thirty-six wild bulls was an extremely powerful charging weapon on the battlefield.

However, the demonic beasts were always unruly. Since the reign of Emperor Zhou, countless demonic beasts had been captured, although some were kept by wealthy families, most of them were raised from a young age.

There were very few that were tamed after birth.

Not to mention those with such extraordinary cultivation.

Taming them was a headache for another time.

Right now, Zhao Ning was clearly more concerned about another matter.

Zhao Ben!

From the beginning, she had been suspicious of the Changping Marquis lineage, so after arriving at the Yinshan Fortress, she immediately implemented restrictions on Zhao Ben.

But she didn't expect that these people would still cause trouble.

Indeed.

Zhao Ben's actions did cause greater losses to the Kingdom Di.

But in this defensive battle, the Kingdom Li could have had zero casualties, and the Kingdom Di was already severely weakened, so more losses didn't have much impact.

On the contrary, the Kingdom Li.

Every time she attended the court meeting, she repeatedly mentioned that the current national policy was to develop the most productive forces with the lowest losses.

Such unnecessary military achievements were not necessary at all!

These fools deliberately violated military orders in order to seize credit, completely provoking Zhao Ning's anger.

Seizing credit.

Pretending to be pitiful.

Inciting the anger of the Zhao clan.

And then using this anger to expose her daughter's secret.

This series of actions was extremely dangerous for the royal family and had to be nipped in the bud.

Honestly speaking.

Ji Tong's actions made Zhao Ning very wary.

Because according to her old master, only those who had undergone the transformation of the fetus could see through the transformation of the fetus.

Even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn't find a way to expose the transformation of the fetus.

This Ji Tong...

But to say that she was wary, she wasn't that wary.

Because even if Ji Tong had a method, she had to cooperate in order to expose herself. Otherwise, she would have been exposed long ago.

Therefore, she had to be cautious in dealing with the methods of the Changping Marquis.

This time, Luo Yan's actions were indeed a bit too radical.

She didn't know if the backup plan she left behind would be enough.

But being radical also had its benefits.

This time, all those who went to battle with Zhao Ben were the direct descendants of the Changping Marquis. After this round of attacks, the Changping Marquis lineage had been completely crippled.

And Luo Yan was not satisfied with just crippling them.

He wanted to kill a portion of those who escaped.

The new territory, and even the entire Zhao clan, would be lively!

After many years of hard work by the father and daughter, as the authority of the Zhao clan grew stronger, some hidden opposition voices also surfaced.

This time, the Zhao clan would face an extremely fierce collision internally.

As long as it was handled well, it was possible to solve the internal problems of the Zhao clan in one fell swoop.

But whether they could win or not.

Zhao Ning didn't have full confidence, but she knew that as long as they won the battle in Anyi, her chances of winning would increase.

She put the letter into her arms, pressed her hands on the sand table, and glanced at the generals present.The originally lively hall suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at Zhao Ning, waiting for her to speak.

After all, they were all brought here by Zhao Ning.

If the new land was lost, they would all bear the blame together.

Now that news of the new land had come, how could they not be nervous?

Under the gaze of everyone, a smile appeared on Zhao Ning's lips as she spoke loudly, "We have defended the new land! The Kingdom Di left behind the bodies of seventy thousand cavalry and fled in panic!"

Upon hearing this news, the military camp fell silent for a moment before erupting into joyful cheers.

The morale, which was already high, instantly rose to a new level.

When the excited emotions of the crowd calmed down a bit, Zhao Ning smiled and said, "This time, we will split our forces into two and fight the battle for the fate of the Great Li. If we win this battle, we will usher in years of development opportunities. Everyone here will be heroes of the Great Li!

Although we currently have the advantage, we must not relax in the slightest.

After all, Anyi and the old capital Jing are not exactly the same as the present world. They used to be territories of our sect.

Therefore, starting from today, we will leave only thirty thousand soldiers to defend the city, and send another fifty thousand soldiers to search in Anyi and the old capital Jing, and set up traps to prevent enemy infiltration.

The remaining twenty thousand will stay near the city walls to provide support at my command!"

"Yes!"

Everyone received their orders and quickly left.

Zhao Ning looked at the map with a serious expression.

The old capital Jing was originally a burial mound, and even if everything inside the burial mound was released and restored to its original appearance, its foundation was still the burial mound itself. In order to stay near Anyi, it was necessary to set up a formation anchor in Anyi, and the anchor's location was the Nine Tripods in the old capital Jing.

Therefore, Anyi was like a person holding a kite.

Anyi was the person, and the old capital Jing was the kite.

A person can lock the kite within a certain range, but cannot determine its exact position.

The previous old capital Jing was located more than ten miles away from Anyi.

But now, the old capital Jing and Anyi almost completely overlap, with buildings suspended over Anyi. Although the elite troops of the Zhao clan have climbed up using iron ropes and basically occupied the various buildings.

But the previous old capital Jing was restricted by a joint formation of the Kingdoms Qian and Li.

Now, the Capital of the Great Ming did not replicate these formations.

If something unexpected happens here, it will be difficult to resolve.

But of course, Zhao Ning did not expect the conflict between the Capital of the Great Ming and Anyi to go smoothly from beginning to end.

She had long been prepared for the worst.

After all, not all members of the Ji clan were mediocre.

The strengths of both sides were almost equal, and it was almost impossible for the Ji clan to succeed in a strong attack.

Either they would succeed all the way, or the Ji clan would find an opportunity to infiltrate.

But no matter how bad it gets, it won't be too bad.

At worst, it would be a street fight!

Except for the thirty thousand Changping Marquis troops led by Zhao Ben, the most elite part of the Zhao clan's army was here.

Although their average strength was not as good as the elite troops gathered by the Ji clan.

On one hand, they had the incredibly clear Glass Mirror.

On the other hand, Jiang Leqing had minimized the influence of the Capital of the Great Ming.

The strength they could exert here would not only not be at a disadvantage, but would even surpass the Ji clan.

Of course, even if they were strong, they wouldn't be much stronger.

A fierce battle was inevitable.

Who would win and who would lose depended on who could seize the opportunity.

"Zhao Xin!"

Zhao Ning said in a deep voice.

Zhao Xin quickly stepped forward, "Your Highness!"

Zhao Ning took a deep breath, "Choose five thousand from the fifty thousand search team and set up strong crossbows in the city, focusing on the buildings in the sky.

Order everyone to be on high alert and be prepared for street fighting at any time.

Also, bring the Heavenly Thunder up there.

Block all the doors of the buildings in the old capital Jing.

As long as someone comes out, blow them up!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Xin grinned and left excitedly.

Zhao Ning let out a sigh of relief, leaned over the desk, and wrote a letter, handing it to the scout who had just arrived, "Go! Deliver it to General Li Meng at the Yinshan Fortress!"

"Yes!"

The scout responded and quickly left with the letter.

Zhao Ning took out a round object from her pocket. This was the Heavenly Thunder she mentioned earlier, a great gift from Ying Wuji.

This thing...

How should I put it?

It's powerful!

But not powerful enough.

A dense explosion could have a significant impact on ordinary Transcendence Realm experts.

With extreme luck, it could even kill them on the spot.

But as the grade of the Lingtai increases, the impact would rapidly decrease.

She didn't know what effect it would have this time.

"Wuji!"

"You really are a treasure!"

"As long as you don't have any personal feelings, you are the strongest person in the world."

"Sigh..."

...

"Achoo!"

Ying Wuji sneezed.

Ying Shisan glanced at him, "Are you thinking about women again?"

"Not this time!"

Ying Wuji complained.

Upon hearing this, the clever Mi Xingli smiled and asked, "If not this time, then was it last time?"

Ying Wuji glanced at her, "It's all because you're unreliable. You keep babbling about being able to grasp the rules, but in the end, you just touched my body all over and didn't find any rules. Instead, you wiped away a lot of oil!"

"You!"

Mi Xingli became angry, "It's already good enough that I could grasp a rough direction. This is a method I just figured out myself. It's already pretty good, isn't it?"

"Say whatever you want!"

Ying Wuji pouted and completely ignored Mi Xingli's dissatisfied gaze.

It's not entirely his fault.

After all, he had been a bachelor for several dozen days.

Suddenly being touched all over by a woman was indeed a bit uncomfortable.

After all, Xingli had a slightly rogue personality, but her face and figure were quite attractive.

But with Thirteenth Prince watching, he couldn't do anything too excessive.

Now.

What should he do?

Xingli said she had grasped a rough direction, but after going around for so many days, the straight-line distance they had traveled was less than five hundred miles.

So where exactly was the end of the Capital of the Great Ming?Is it in Tieling?

Ying Wuji fell into contemplation.

This melancholic mood seemed to infect Han Juan, who held the Hanguang Sword.

A virtual image spread out.

Han Juan supported his cheek and also fell into contemplation.

After a long time.

Suddenly, he spoke, "Brother Ying, have you ever thought that the end of Mingdu is not a definite place?"

Ying Wuji pondered, "Are you saying that it has many anchor points?"

He thought of the puppet theory that Han Juan mentioned earlier.

Mingdu is a puppet made to imitate the mortal world, and the rule is the thread connecting people and puppets.

Just like the bloodline rule.

Since the time of the Zhou Dynasty, the bloodline rule has been modified by Jiang Taigong and ultimately engraved on the Muye Stele.

So Mingdu and the Muye Stele in the mortal world are one of the many anchor points!

Ying Wuji asked again, "But the concept of the end of Mingdu has been around for a long time. If it's just individual anchor points, why is it called the end of Mingdu?"

Hearing this question, Han Juan also fell into silence.

Indeed.

According to the information he heard from Qing Xu Lao Dao and what he had seen and heard recently, the end of Mingdu is indeed a real place.

It's just that the time interval is too long, and the previous group of people who went to Mingdu don't know how many are still alive.

Among those who are still alive, not all of them can find a way to the end.

How to find it.

This is a problem.

Now that the end of Mingdu is beginning to manifest, those few people will completely lose their advantage when it fully appears.

"I think I know!"

Mi Xingli suddenly sat up from the ground. "The anchor point is certainly not the end of Mingdu, but since the end of Mingdu has rules of manifestation, it must be on the thread connecting two anchor points. All the threads converge in the same place, naturally between Mingdu and the mortal world!"

She took out a puppet from her wooden finger.

There were many threads tied to it, and she tied a few of them to her fingers, suspending the puppet in mid-air.

Then, with her other hand, she held the threads together.

She shook the hand that held the threads and smiled, "This place is very likely the end of Mingdu!"

Ying Wuji pondered, "No wonder the end of Mingdu often appears, but very few people can actually find it. Without a special method, perhaps only those who are extremely sensitive to the rules can find the right place.

You have sensed the general direction, and we have been searching in that direction all along, but we have been going around in circles for a long time.

This shows... that the end of Mingdu is not actually in the world of Mingdu.

It is between the two worlds.

It is even possible that it is the place where that ancient great figure created Mingdu!"

He turned his head, "Thirteenth Lord, what do you think?"

Ying Shisan's expression was serious. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled three words, "I don't understand!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Mi Xingli: "..."

Han Juan: "..."

The three of them shrugged.

Ying Shisan himself had said that when he was young, he was just a street ruffian who only knew how to fight. He was extremely strong in fights, but his theoretical knowledge was extremely lacking.

In this world, many people consider him the number one in the realm of soldiers.

But Ying Shisan has always regarded this title as a disgrace.

At first, Ying Wuji didn't quite understand this emotion, but later he understood.

Being a king is good.

But being the "King of Elementary School Students" for seven years in a row is not very pleasant to hear.

Ying Shisan is an extremely strong presence in the realm of soldiers, but his peers and even his juniors have already surpassed the realm of enlightenment. He is already left behind.

At the age of seventy or eighty, he has just begun to comprehend spatial divine abilities.

It was really difficult for him to understand these things.

Mi Xingli frowned slightly, "So, how can we find that place?"

Ying Wuji narrowed his eyes, "I have a method, but I don't know if it will work!"

"Oh? Please tell us."

Han Juan still sat cross-legged, supporting his cheek.

Ying Wuji smiled, "Do you remember the Hanguang Formation?"

When they heard this name, everyone's eyes lit up.

Not only rules can break through the barrier between Mingdu and reality.

But Mingdu was created by the great divine abilities based on the imitation of the mortal world. If there really is a place that Ying Wuji mentioned, which created Mingdu, then this place is likely to be the only existence that truly connects the two worlds.

Using mirrors for teleportation is superficial.

Using rules to connect is substantial.

But the Hanguang Sword and the Hanguang Sword Spirit have truly broken through the barrier between the two worlds, so could the place it connects be the so-called end of Mingdu?

Ying Wuji was not sure.

He also didn't know why the Shangwang Sword could achieve this.

But he felt that this method was worth a try.

Mi Xingli was excited and looked at the sky, but then she felt a little disappointed, "It's almost dusk. Let Thirteenth Lord go out later, he runs fast!"

"No need!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand with a smile.

Mi Xingli asked him why, but no matter how she asked, she couldn't get an answer. This made her feel a little annoyed, as if she had been fooled.

...

In the morning.

Shangmo Bookstore.

Hua Chao didn't go to the theater troupe today. Instead, she sat in the study, quietly calculating the expenses of the bookstore.

She didn't understand politics, and she didn't want to understand politics.

But she knew that she couldn't be a useless person.

Being the owner and shopkeeper of the bookstore and serving the court should be the only thing she can do and is willing to do.

After all, she has a stake in this bookstore.

If she hadn't taken the initiative to intrude into Ying Wuji's life, she might still be living this kind of life every day, right?

After a long time.

The accounts were done.

She put down the abacus.

Closed the account book.

She let out a sigh of relief. Since the migration order between Wei and Han was publicized, the focus of the bookstore has shifted to basic education. Many books that help literacy have been printed and sold to the lower-class common people at almost cost price.

When the finances of Li Kingdom become prosperous in the future, the state may even subsidize the printing costs, reducing the cost of literacy for the common people.

Ying Wuji once said that a policy of keeping the people ignorant is beneficial to governance, and a strong country is built on the strength of the people. But if the people are not strong, the country will eventually reach its limit no matter how it develops.

In this world, no policy can completely eliminate the boundary between the common people and the nobles.But it can open up a path for common people to rise, even if this path is narrow, it can still give them hope to reach the same height as the top nobles.

Hua Chao didn't pay attention to these things before.

But in the past few months, she seems to have found what she wants to do from these account books.

This batch of books will be transported to the new land. If they can teach 100,000 people to read, there will be an additional 100,000 potential students in the academy.

So why not open a branch in the new land?

Just as she was lost in thought.

Xiao Liu hurriedly ran over in a panic: "Miss, something bad happened!"

"What's wrong?"

Hua Chao quickly asked.

Xiao Liu's face was filled with fear: "There are rumors that the master has harmed 25,000 descendants of the Zhao family in the new land. The descendants of the Zhao family are furious and have surrounded the bookstore, demanding an explanation from you! They said you have one quarter of an hour to leave, or they won't be polite to you!"

"What?"

A brief moment of panic flashed in Hua Chao's eyes, but she quickly calmed down: "Don't panic! Go to the palace for help..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

A indifferent voice sounded.

"No need! It's already been resolved!"

Both of them turned towards the voice and saw a woman's figure walking in.

Hua Chao recognized this person.

The Sword Spirit of Hanguang!

She said Ying Wuji asked her to protect someone, and she has completed the task, but someone promised her something and hasn't fulfilled it yet.

She didn't want to wait.

So she had to make Hua Chao play the tune to repay the debt. In the last letter that Ying Wuji left before he left, there was a tune attached.

But she didn't expect that.

When she encountered danger, she would still come to help.

Hua Chao couldn't help but touch the wooden figurine in her arms, feeling a mix of emotions.

She expressed her gratitude: "Thank you for helping, senior!"

"No need!"

The Sword Spirit of Hanguang waved her hand: "It's my fault for making a bad deal and agreeing to protect one useless person for another useless person."

Hua Chao: "..."

The Sword Spirit of Hanguang pointed to the guqin beside her: "I'm tired, play the tune for me!"

"Yes, senior!"

Although she was scolded, Hua Chao wasn't angry. She sat down and prepared to play the guqin.

But before she could start, the same tune started playing in the next room.

It seemed like there were many different instruments playing.

The Sword Spirit of Hanguang stood up directly: "We don't need to talk today, I'll listen to that big useless person playing!"

After speaking.

She walked straight to the next room.

This used to be Ying Wuji's room.

At the moment, there were several ragged men holding their respective instruments, playing and singing.

When they saw the Sword Spirit of Hanguang approaching, they all showed flattering smiles.

...

"Can it work?"

Mi Xingli urged impatiently.

Since Ying Wuji put on the big one, he has been sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, resting.

His expression sometimes serious, sometimes flattering.

When he was in the mood, he even hummed a tune.

Don't mention it.

The tune was quite catchy.

But is this the point of the matter?

She didn't understand. How could Ying Wuji just sway his head like this and directly contact the Sword Spirit Auntie?

"Why are you rushing me? Can you do it yourself?"

Ying Wuji opened his eyes and impatiently glared at her.

To be honest, his method was indeed a bit extraordinary.

To put it bluntly, it all relied on the technique of external incarnation that he developed because his cultivation was not enough.

He had asked the old man before if he could arrange his external incarnation in the Capital of the Great Ming.

But Zhao Ji said that when he first cultivated his external incarnation, he had tried it. Although his complete external incarnation had the same consciousness, it was also independent.

Once separated from the Capital of the Great Ming and the mortal world.

The connection would be completely cut off.

It would be fine for a day or two, but if it lasted for a long time, his external incarnation would be completely useless.

But he didn't need to consider all of this.

After all, his cultivation was too weak.

This incarnation was cultivated outside of his body, but it was not completely separated from his body. Even if they were separated by distance, they still shared true energy and CPU.

Even if there was only a wooden figurine in the mortal world, it could still be used as a signal transmitter and control the puppet over there.

"Is it done?"

Mi Xingli asked in surprise.

"It's done!"

Ying Wuji grinned: "Can you give me a rough direction?"

Mi Xingli was a bit skeptical, but still pointed towards the sky.

Ying Wuji immediately drew out the Hanguang Sword and pointed it towards the sky. A faint portal appeared in the sky.

Inside the portal, familiar energy was churning.

It was similar to the fluctuations when Qing Xu created the Hanguang Formation, but much weaker.

And within the Hanguang Sword, bursts of mixed but powerful sword energy burst out.

These sword energies were collected from the Hanguang Formation that day.

He didn't expect them to come in handy in this place.

"Qing Xu is really cunning!"

Ying Shisan saw the portal appear and quickly opened a crack with his sword, pulling everyone in.

When they appeared again, they were already in front of the portal. Taking advantage of the opportunity, they directly entered.

The moment they entered.

Ying Wuji felt dizzy and suddenly felt a surge of uncontrollable thoughts in his mind.

Oh no!

His heart sank.

This was the effect of the Capital of the Great Ming's confusing minds, and it was also the only known unique rule of the Capital of the Great Ming. It was also the fundamental rule of the so-called demonic seed.

This forced release of his true self made him feel extremely irritable, and at the same time, he felt a deep sense of unease, as if he was facing the fear of confronting the demonic seed.

Looking at the scene in front of him.

Apart from the complex patterns in the sky, there was only a simple thatched hut and a dozen straw mats arranged in a row.

A scene so simple that it couldn't be simpler.

But it made him extremely terrified?

Why does it feel like he's about to lose control?

He turned his head and glanced at Mi Xingli, whose pupils were also dilated. He didn't know what she was thinking.

Ying Shisan furrowed his brows, his gaze unusually sharp.

The Capital of the Great Ming hasn't affected his state of mind for the time being.

But this strange situation has already aroused his vigilance.

Only Hua Chao.

Her eyes were unusually clear.Has his determination to cultivate reached a point where the influence of the Capital of the Great Ming cannot affect him?

But what's the use of being clear-minded, Han Zhe?

Damn it, even though there are no demonic creatures here, what's the difference from poking a demonic creature's nest?

However.

It seems like the heavens still find things not troublesome enough.

Just before the entrance to the cave closed, two figures suddenly rushed out.

"Ying Wuji, where do you think you're escaping to!"

Immediately after.

Ying Wuji saw two women.

One of them was dressed provocatively...

To be precise, not provocatively.

It was as if she was taking private photos, with only a few leaves covering her sensitive areas.

The other one had a tail.

Damn it!

Two demons.

Ying Wuji instinctively hid behind Thirteenth Lord: "Who are you, miss?"

Panting heavily, Hu Hu Hu gasped for breath. Fortunately, the Fox Clan's movement technique was good, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to catch up before the entrance closed.

Ever since she was brought to the Capital of the Great Ming by that strange middle-aged man, she had been searching for Ying Wuji's whereabouts.

She didn't expect to find him just as they were entering the cave.

She thought Ying Wuji was trying to escape, so she quickly followed, but she didn't expect...

It seemed like he wasn't trying to escape.

Instead, he had arrived at an extremely mysterious place.

This place affected people's determination, even stronger than the Fox Clan's charm technique.

This feeling made Hu Hu Hu feel a bit fearful.

But soon, she forgot about her fear.

She looked at that old face, carefully distinguishing for a while, and a hint of resentment surged in her eyes.

"Ying Thirteenth!"

"Do you know me? Who are you?"

Ying Thirteenth furrowed his brows slightly.

Ying Wuji: "..."

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Huh!

This situation.

Seems a bit complicated, as if I can faintly smell the scent of a romantic debt.

He secretly glanced at Ying Thirteenth and didn't expect that this old man, Thirteenth Lord, was actually skilled in love affairs!

...

Capital of the Great Ming.

An Yi.

In the air.

The ground was filled with the radiance of a formation.

One figure after another appeared from the formation, then quietly found a place to stand.

One after another.

The military discipline was very strict.

Beside the formation, a dirty and smelly official of the Zhou royal family slightly bowed his body, extremely respectful to the man beside him.

The man beside him was none other than Ji Tong.

Ji Tong turned around and smiled warmly at him: "You've worked hard!"

The official was almost in tears from being praised like this, wiping his reddened eyes: "My lord! These are all things that I should do."

In order to be ready to alter the Muye Stele at any time and achieve the unity of the Ji surname.

He personally dealt with his own elder brother, hiding from the sight of the Qianli Kingdom and the Li Kingdom with a fresh corpse.

Then he hid in the Capital of the Great Ming using a mirror, anxiously avoiding the people of my sect.

Finally, with his understanding of the old capital, he entered the sealed An Yi and finally found a place to hide.

He could only eat the dry rations brought in the storage magic treasure.

He was even defecating in a small house.

After a few months, he smelled as bad as a beggar.

Fortunately, it was finally over.

Ji Tong smiled: "If we capture An Yi this time, you won't have to hide anymore in the future!"

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

The official was extremely grateful.

The representatives of the Ji surname couldn't help but look at Ji Tong, their eyes filled with both fear and respect.

They felt that this co-ruler was a bit too powerful.

Because this official hiding in the An Yi was arranged by Ji Tong himself, he was a direct subordinate of the Ji surname.

He even brought materials to set up the teleportation formation here, making perfect preparations for altering the Muye Stele.

But he didn't expect that before he could make a move on the Muye Stele, he would play a big role in this battle for An Yi.

Was this foresight or a flawless strategy?

And what level of cultivation has this co-ruler reached?

As far as everyone knew, Ji Tong's actions were not enough to deserve the title of "co-ruler".

But he still received such treatment from Zhou Tianzi.

It shows that his hidden influence is far greater than what is seen on the surface.

Whether it is hidden forces or personal power.

At least in this arrangement, each move is more ruthless than the last.

Seeing that the army of the Ji surname alliance is about to be teleported over.

Han You couldn't help but ask: "My lord, may I ask what level of cultivation you have reached?"

Ji Tong smiled gently: "Is it important?"

"Of course it's important!"

Han You nodded. Although the Ji surname alliance this time is made up of the elites among elites, he also believed that as long as they clashed head-on, the Zhao family would not be able to win.

But this battle is too important to him. The street battles are extremely brutal. Even if the Zhao family loses, they can still cause great damage to the Ji surname.

He wants to snatch the position of family head from Han Zhe. This battle absolutely cannot end in a pyrrhic victory.

Han You took a deep breath: "If my lord has reached the realm of enlightenment, please lend a hand in this battle!"

For each family.

The realm of enlightenment is their family's cornerstone.

It is unlikely for anyone to personally take action in any war.

Including this time.

But Ji Tong is very likely to have the strength of the realm of enlightenment.

Although the Zhou royal family has declined, the divine arts in their collection are unparalleled.

If Ji Tong masters one of them, it would directly change the course of the war.

But Ji Tong seemed to not understand his meaning and smiled: "Haven't I always been taking action?"

Han You quickly added: "What I mean is..."

"Ridiculous!"

Nangong Yan scolded from the side: "What is the lord's status? Do you still need to be his vanguard?"

Han You fell silent.

This request was indeed a bit excessive.

Ji Tong smiled faintly and stopped speaking.

Although the Ji surname coalition army was hastily assembled, they were all the elites among elites, with extremely strong discipline.

One hundred thousand people.

Almost filled the An Yi.

From beginning to end, there was almost no commotion.

In less than an hour.

The army of one hundred thousand was already ready to go.

Everyone looked at Ji Tong.

Ji Tong smiled and nodded: "The Ji surname will last forever!"The crowd shouted in unison, "The Ji clan will be everlasting!"

"Charge!"

The Qingshi Bureau was sealed by a secret technique, making it difficult to break in from the outside.

But from the inside, it was easy to break out.

In just an instant.

The grand Qingshi Bureau building shattered all its doors and windows at the same time, and the Ji clan army rushed out, spreading their fighting spirit in just an instant.

But in the next moment.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of deafening explosions caught them off guard.

The powerful heat waves, mixed with fragments of iron, stunned them.

The overwhelming fighting spirit was forced back into their stomachs by these heat waves, causing great discomfort.

In an instant.

Numerous minor injuries.

It wouldn't have a significant impact on their combat power.

But the loss of morale had a huge invisible impact on the battlefield.

Immediately after.

They heard a rough voice.

"These people from the Ji clan indeed have a teleportation method!"

"They have too many people, retreat!"

"Brothers, prepare for street fighting!"

After saying that.

The group of people jumped directly from the building area where the Qingshi Bureau was located.

They slid down to the ground along the iron ropes, and after everyone safely evacuated, they directly cut off the iron ropes.

At the same time, all the crossbows on the ground were aimed at the direction of the Qingshi Bureau, and the thunder around the Qingshi Bureau also exploded simultaneously.

For a while.

There was a frenzy of explosions, as if a natural disaster had descended.

But the Ji clan army had a high level of military training. They quickly assembled siege weapons and, together with archers, took advantage of the high ground to launch an attack on the ground.

Although they couldn't see the distribution of ground forces and couldn't cause effective damage, it was enough to provide cover.

Countless battle talismans were activated.

A large number of elite Ji clan members descended from the sky.

Although the vanguard was locked by the ground crossbows, many of them were shot into hedgehogs, dead or injured.

But they thoroughly understood the location of the ground crossbows. Rocks fell from the sky, smashing the threatening weapons on the ground into pieces.

Then.

Batch after batch of elite Ji clan members quickly landed on the ground.

They quickly formed small formations suitable for street fighting and spread out rapidly in all directions.

The battle had just begun, and they were already bloodthirsty!

Originally, they thought they could easily capture Anyi City, but they didn't expect that the Ji clan army would suffer such a big loss in the hands of the Zhao clan in just one day.

Who could bear this?

But don't panic!

The average strength of the Ji clan army was higher than that of the Zhao clan, and this difference in strength was fatal in this kind of street fighting.

Unless every one of them used priceless glass mirrors, there was no hope!

Thinking of this possibility.

They couldn't help but laugh.

Their smiles were extremely grim and terrifying.

Was this possible?

Kill!

Even if they won by a narrow margin, it was still a victory!

Anger mixed with fighting spirit.

The two sides finally engaged in face-to-face combat.

And then...

The elite Ji clan members discovered something extremely terrifying.

The Zhao clan's military strength...

Seemed to be even stronger than theirs!

Everyone panicked.

What was going on?

...

Anyi City Tower.

Zhao Ning was sitting on the top floor, overlooking the panoramic view of Anyi City, as if she could see the entire battlefield.

Cao Gonggong was guarding beside her.

On the desk, ashes condensed into battle reports were constantly forming in the air.

And she quickly wrote commands on talismans and burned them as military orders.

These were extremely important strategic resources.

But this was a battle for the fate of the country.

So Zhao Ji almost brought over half of the inventory, burning Zhao clan's wealth as if it were worthless.

Zhao Ning seemed completely unaware of the value of these talismans. She calmly issued one command after another.

Street fighting was always one of the cruelest types of battles.

In this situation, an excellent overall commander was crucial.

And Zhao Ning was the soul of this battle.

Whether it was Cao Gonggong or the soldiers around the tower, they were all there to protect Zhao Ning.

Just as the battle inside the city was in full swing and the tower was heavily guarded.

Two figures leisurely walked up to the tower.

The soldiers responsible for guarding didn't even notice them, as if they were not people but air flowing with the wind.

Only Cao Gonggong quickly stood in front of Zhao Ning, drew his long sword with a clang, and stared at the person in front of him like an angry rooster.

Zhao Ning's expression also tightened, temporarily stopping her rapid writing of military orders on the talisman, and drew out her Heavy Li Sword.

Ji Tong!

He had arrived!

Others didn't know Ji Tong's identity, but she was very clear. This person was the leader of the heretical sect, who could control so many highly cultivated followers. He was at least a cultivator at the Spirit Awakening Realm.

She didn't expect Ji Tong to be so shameless as to personally attack her!

Although she had means to save her life, it might not work against Ji Tong.

"Don't be nervous!"

Ji Tong sat down calmly in front of her, smiling gently without any killing intent.

He looked at Cao Gonggong's fierce posture and smiled, waving his hand, "I won't attack you."

"Heh..."

Cao Gonggong sneered, not believing his nonsense.

Zhao Ning's guard didn't diminish in the slightest.

Ji Tong shook his head with a smile, "I came here just to admire the legendary Second Saint. Since my nephew is the commander of this street battle, don't let me delay your important matters. Just focus on commanding.

I'm not good at military strategy and have no knowledge of on-the-spot command. I have already done what I can in this battle.

Who wins and who loses, we only need to see your tactics.

Rest assured! I will just wait here quietly for the result."

Zhao Ning's grip on the Heavy Li Sword did not loosen at all. She asked calmly, "Why should I believe you?"

Ji Tong smiled, "Because there is an agreement among saints that in secular disputes, force should not be used to suppress others."

Hearing this.

Zhao Ning's pupils constricted, and she looked at Nangong Yan beside her, unable to help but ask in surprise, "Are you a saint?"

Wow!

Among the demonic people of our sect, there is actually a saint?

The one who manipulated Nangong Yan to join forces with her own brother and taught him the evil technique of refining the fetus, was he a saint?The standard of a saint's heart... is truly bizarre!

Other than redeeming young girls who have had abortions in an even more bizarre way.

In what way do you resemble a saint?

Ji Tong sat there, smiling as he retorted, "Don't I?"

"No!"

Zhao Ning casually replied.

He then switched his Zhongli Sword to his left hand.

With his right hand, he drew out the cinnabar brush again, and began to write on the talisman paper anew.

His tone was indifferent, "Saint, please wait a moment. After I annihilate your Ji Clan's allied army, I'll sit down and have a good chat with you!"

(End of Chapter)