Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 388 The Great Feng's Number One Warrior (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)
As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Yuheng's graceful figure, clad in a Taoist robe, began to tremble involuntarily.

There's no doubt she was furious.

But at the same time, a strong sense of crisis surged into her heart, urging her to leave this place as quickly as possible, otherwise it would be too late.

However, before Luo Yuheng could react, the surrounding world suddenly lost its color, and time and space seemed to freeze, tightly binding her body and spirit, making her unable to move even a fraction.

In Luo Yuheng's view, the only object that could still move in this world was Wu Xian, who was standing opposite him.

He still retained a vibrant glow, standing out starkly against the gray landscape around him, especially the long sword in his hand, which burned with eerie, blood-red flames.

Just looking at it, Luo Yuheng felt a burning pain in his soul, as if the karmic fire within him had been ignited.

Wu Xian chuckled, gripped the blood-stained blade with both hands, raised it above his head, and then slashed it down fiercely.

The blade fell, and the void trembled.

An indescribable, powerful will swept across the heavens and earth; the blinding crimson blade light pressed forward relentlessly, tearing through the void with an arrogant and unreasonable manner, unleashing a terrifying energy shock.

The newly formed earth, fire, water, and wind appeared with a roar, only to disintegrate as the blade flashed, much like the cycle of the Great Dao, the cycle of life and death, filled with an irresistible and terrifying pressure.

Luo Yuheng's breath hitched, but the next second, all the strange phenomena in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the dazzling crimson blade light, which amplified infinitely with its power to cleave through all things.

Am I going to die...

As the thought flashed through his mind, Luo Yuheng felt an unprecedented sense of panic wash over him, followed by immense regret.

If she had known things would turn out this way, she shouldn't have left Lingbao Temple.

After all, although the karmic fire is fierce, it only affects the future and will not take her life immediately.

Unlike now, when she's facing imminent death, the only good thing is that she won't have to worry about dual cultivation anymore.

Besides... what a load of rubbish about being a third-rank martial artist! This lecher is clearly just pretending to be a noob!
If I had known you were this strong, I would never have come here to die!

Thinking of this, Luo Yuheng gritted her teeth, but unfortunately, she couldn't do anything about it, not even blink. She could only watch helplessly as the blood-red blade, a symbol of death, drew closer and closer to her...

Ok? !

Looking at the blade tip stopped in front of him, Luo Yuheng's pupils contracted slightly. After a long while, he looked along the blade at the young man less than two meters away from him, his mind slightly dazed.

Immediately afterwards, she felt the force that had been binding her disappear, and her body began to breathe heavily involuntarily. At the same time, cold sweat poured down her forehead, giving her a feeling of having survived a disaster.

boom------! ! ! !

Just then, a deafening roar came from behind. Luo Yuheng dared not turn around, but he glanced at the scene with his primordial spirit and saw a huge cloud of dust rising from the direction of the palace. A long, hundreds-of-feet-long ravine of blades began to spread from the palace gate, as if it were about to cut the entire palace in two.

The ravine ended abruptly about fifty meters from the Hall of Longevity where Emperor Yuanjing usually resided, because a figure in green robes blocked the flash of the sword.

"Ugh...what a hassle!"

A soft sigh seemed to ring in her ears, and Luo Yuheng's heart trembled. Then, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and she was involuntarily sent flying backward.

In a daze, she seemed to pass through something, and then a circle sparkling appeared in her vision. The lecherous man stood on the opposite side of the circle, smiling at her, and then said something.

The wind was too loud for Luo Yuheng to hear clearly, but she could understand lip movements—

Go back and wash yourself thoroughly. I'll deal with you after I'm done with my work...

The sparks quickly closed in, and Wu Xian's figure disappeared as well.

Coming to her senses, Luo Yuheng quickly steadied herself in mid-air. Then, clutching her still slightly aching lower abdomen, she looked around and found the surrounding environment extremely unfamiliar. Even with her divine sense extending ten miles away, she still couldn't discern any familiar traces.

Clearly, she had been teleported outside the capital and wouldn't be able to return anytime soon. "What exactly is that circle? It doesn't seem like a sorcerer's teleportation array, nor is it the Confucian doctrine of 'words becoming law'..."

Luo Yuheng pondered silently, recalling what Wu Xian had just said, and anger surged in his heart again, but at the same time he felt a little timid.

How about... we don't go back to the capital for now, it would be nice to travel around outside.

……

Meanwhile, the Great Feng Imperial Palace was in complete chaos.

Wu Xian's sword strike just now nearly overturned the entire palace, and the Imperial Guards and palace experts who gathered after receiving the news suffered countless casualties.

As for the rest, those who were lucky enough to escape injury were also stunned upon witnessing this scene, and they all stopped in their tracks, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of their colleagues.

Especially those experts supported by the royal family, some have even turned tail and fled or disappeared silently into the shadows, clearly intending to stand by and watch.

That's understandable. After all, it's only a few hundred taels of silver a month, so there's really no need to work so hard.

Apart from... one person.

Rumble——! !

A loud explosion came from the distant sky, and layers of air currents overlapped and intertwined, like a mushroom cloud suddenly exploding.

Immediately afterwards, a dark shadow descended from the sky and crashed solidly in front of the Hall of Longevity, creating visible ripples.

Wu Xian pulled his feet out of the ground and stepped out of the ruins. His gaze fixed on the figure in blue ahead, he sighed and said:

"Lord Wei, you shouldn't have come."

"But I'm still here."

The figure in blue... that is, Wei Yuan, the leader of the night watchmen, once hailed as the God of War of the Great Feng Dynasty, looked solemnly at Wu Xian who was walking towards him, his eyes filled with deep doubt and shock.

"A martial artist at the peak of the third rank, and even the Imperial Preceptor couldn't do anything to you... Tell me, are you really Wu Xian?"

Does it matter now whether it is or isn't?

Wu Xian didn't offer any further explanation, but simply raised the blood-stained blade in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Lord Wei, you must have heard what I said at the execution ground. Emperor Yuanjing has committed so many crimes that it is no longer something that can be excused by the greater good."

He is now the greatest scourge of the Great Feng Dynasty, so no matter what, he must die today!

Wei Yuan remained silent, seemingly at a loss for words.

Indeed, Emperor Yuanjing was far too insane. Every evil deed he committed would have been a capital offense for an ordinary official, or even for the chief minister or imperial relatives.

Not to mention that there are hundreds of similar crimes, and it would not be excessive to tear them to pieces and send their souls to the eighteenth level of hell.

but……

Wei Yuan took a deep breath, and a torrent of powerful blood and qi erupted from his body, while his aura began to rise steadily.

Ninth rank, eighth rank, sixth rank, fourth rank, third rank...

With a final burst of energy, he broke through the peak of the third rank and reached the Dao Integration Realm of the second rank of martial artist!

The Great Feng's God of War, the former number one warrior of the Great Feng, has returned!

(End of this chapter)