Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 522 Whatever the Marquis of Qingyang desires, our Imperial City Academy will never refuse!
One by one, pale-faced students and teachers followed Yin Jiuyou, listening to him introduce the names of those gloomy prisons and hells.

And then there are all sorts of punishments that I've never seen before, much less dare to imagine.

Every form of punishment here is so cruel it's unbelievable.

The key point is that every prisoner held here is guilty of heinous crimes and deserves to die a hundred times over.

Even scholars and teachers from academies felt that these prisoners should not die when they heard about their crimes.

Death is far too lenient for them.

Yin Jiuyou only showed them three levels of the eighteen-level Yellow Springs Hell before stopping.

"Hehe, Mr. Hengqu, the rest involves the secrets of the Zhen Tian Division, so I won't take you all on a tour."

Yin Jiuyou smiled as he looked at the scholars and students: "The Qin Dynasty is so vast, there will always be all sorts of villains."

"My Zhentian Division is a place to suppress these evil people."

"A good person like that wouldn't be brought to the Heavenly Suppression Division, would you all agree?"

Good people won't be put in the Zhen Tian Si, so you mean that we people are imprisoned in the Zhen Tian Si because we are not good people?
The students' expressions instantly turned even more unpleasant.

Throughout, Zhang Yuan remained calm, while Zhang Hengqu stood with his hands behind his back, a faint aura of righteousness emanating from him.

Yin Jiuyou smiled and cupped his hands to Zhang Yuan and Zhang Hengqu.

Zhang Yuan waved his hand and led Zhang Hengqu and the group of students out of the Yellow Springs Prison.

Upon reaching the outside of the Yellow Springs Prison, everyone was panting heavily. Looking back at the dark gate, a chill inexplicably rose from their backs.

The images of those punishments seem etched in my mind, impossible to erase.

"Lord Qingyang, I wish to bring—"

Zhang Hengqu looked at Zhang Yuan, and before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Mr. Hengqu, it's a rare treat for you to come to my Zhentian Division. Let me show you around a bit more."

Zhang Yuan finished speaking to himself and then walked straight ahead.

Ahead, Lei Hao, the head of the Thunder Immortal Slaughtering Division, was already waiting.

"Mr. Hengqu, gentlemen, today happens to be the day of our Thunder Immortal Slaughtering Division's thunderous punishment. Come and take a look."

If what you see in the Yellow Springs Prison is cruel, then what you see in the Thunder Field of the Immortal Execution Division is magnificent.

The thousand-foot-high thunderclouds above the dome resembled an inverted, churning ocean, with nine thunder dragons reaching out their claws from the depths of the cloud vortex.

With a flick of his sleeve, Lei Hao unleashed a hundred bolts of purple lightning as thick as buckets, tearing the sky into a spiderweb-like pattern. The lightning illuminated the ten-mile-long Execution Platform with exquisite detail.

It was actually a giant bronze cauldron floating in the clouds, with ancient thunder patterns engraved on its body flashing with the lightning, as if it were a living thing moving around.

"You are guilty!"

Amidst the thunder, eighteen soul-suppressing pillars emerged from the clouds.

The prisoner, entwined on the pillar, had barely opened his eyes when he was sculpted into a transparent skeleton by the lightning bolts that cascaded down from above—

The internal organs were clearly visible in the bluish-purple lightning, and the charred soul struggled to emerge from the seven orifices, only to be swallowed up by the phantom of the thunder beast at the top of the pillar.

"This is the Marrow Cleansing Thunder." Thunder runes flowed from Lei Hao's fingertips. "This thunder punishes the Eastern Witch Clan who stole the power of the earth's veins."

When the second thunderclap exploded, the entire sea of ​​clouds boiled like molten gold.

A crimson lightning pillar solidified into the ancient Xing Tian giant axe, cleaving a roaring giant demon in two mid-air.

Before the demon blood could even splatter, it evaporated into a blood cloud, and the resentment bursting from the bones transformed into countless vengeful ghosts, which were instantly crushed into phosphorescent flames by the remaining power of the thunder axe.

The most magnificent part is the third heavenly punishment.

Suddenly, the Milky Way appeared upside down in the clouds above the nine heavens, and seven stars appeared in broad daylight, cascading down like silvery lightning that formed a cage.

As the Taoist frantically made hand seals, three hundred and sixty substitute puppets rose around his body, but the moment they were touched by the star lightning, they and their original bodies were reduced to ashes.

Each puppet's ashes displayed a different form of death, resembling a scroll painting of a thousand faces of thunder.

"The Thunder of the Big Dipper." Lei Hao's thunderous voice made the students' eardrums ache. "This fellow is a cultivator of the Upper Immortal Path from Yangtian Continent. He dared to enter Qin territory in secret and plot to sacrifice the lives of the people. He deserves to be punished by the Seven Stars Reincarnation."

As the thunderclouds gradually dissipated, the bronze cauldron was filled with thunderous liquid.

The thunder dragon coiled at the cauldron's handle raised its head and roared, condensing the remaining heavenly punishment into a three-inch thunder pearl.

Upon closer inspection, some students discovered that each bead contained a miniature illusion of torture, with flashes of lightning repeating an endless cycle of death.

After witnessing the lightning punishment, Zhang Yuan led the students and instructors, whose eyes were already dizzy and who could barely walk, to the Demon Suppression Bureau to watch the demons being slain in the Demon Locking Tower.

Having just left the Demon-Locking Tower, Zhang Yuan led Zhang Hengqu and a group of students towards the location of the Heaven-Suppressing Demon-Slaying Array, where the twenty-eight bronze pillars were situated.

The group had only taken a few steps when Zhang Yuan suddenly stopped.

"Om-"

The twenty-eight bronze pillars roared and trembled, and black mottled stains seeped from the peeling Sanskrit inscriptions on their bodies.

A surge of powerful energy suddenly erupted.

Gongsun Jingguan trembled and staggered to grab the stone railing, while most of the other students fell to the ground.

Baili Xi's body surged with fierce energy, his fists clenched, and his eyes gleamed with intense light.

The nine-headed demonic dragon sealed inside the bronze pillar in the northwest corner is tearing open a spatial rift, and its eighteen vertical pupils reflect the students' terrified images.

"Om-"

Following behind Zhang Yuan, Lei Hao raised his hand and shot out a lightning talisman, which transformed into a chain and crashed down towards the demonic dragon.

"puff--"

Lei Hao's thunder talisman exploded into dust in front of the copper pillar.

“Lord Qingyang, this fiend is becoming increasingly arrogant, and the Demon-Slaying Formation is about to be unable to suppress him.”

Lei Hao's expression was solemn, and the ethereal light and shadow of a continuous mountain range appeared around him.

Before he finished speaking, the seven heads of the demonic dragon broke free of their seal, their poisonous saliva, carrying a thousand years of resentment, corroding the ground and sending up a foul-smelling wisp of smoke.

The twenty-eight bronze pillars trembled instantly, and the demons within the other bronze pillars clamored, seemingly responding to the demonic dragon and breaking through the seal together.

Zhang Hengqu frowned, a hint of hesitation appearing on his face.

He was a grandmaster of Confucianism and Taoism, and he had the means to vanquish demons.

Although the demonic dragon in front of him was powerful, he was confident that he could suppress it.

But this place is the Zhen Tian Division, with at least four Grandmaster-level experts stationed here. Surely he doesn't need to take action?
Or……

Marquis Qingyang deliberately orchestrated all of this so that he could do Zhen Tian Si a favor and then openly let the students of the Imperial Academy leave.

Just as Zhang Hengqu was thinking this, Zhang Yuan's figure had already moved ahead.

Zhang Yuan's dark python robe fluttered without wind, and the Qiuhan longsword at his waist remained unsheathed, its intent already solidified into a blood-red crescent moon. He stepped across the boiling poisonous swamp, the crimson lotus flames blooming beneath his feet burning the demonic dragon's poisonous mist into golden dust.

"Roar--"

The demonic dragon roared, and its two heads simultaneously lunged at Zhang Yuan.

fierce.

Manic.

The surging demonic energy unleashed by the demonic dragon caused the students who had fallen to the ground to tremble violently.

Baili Xi, his fists clenched, instinctively wanted to take a step forward but held back.

"Be careful……"

Gongsun Jingguan couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

Zhang Yuan stood still, his gaze revealing calmness and composure.

As the two dragon heads lunged at him, he took a step forward.

All the onlookers saw was a blur as Zhang Yuan left three-inch-deep frost marks on the bronze pillar with each step.

"So fast!" Baili Xi's eyes gleamed, and he murmured.

He knew that Marquis Qingyang was powerful, but he didn't know that Marquis Qingyang was this powerful!
The mere act of moving forward is something that those below the Hundred Profound Realm cannot achieve!
"Zheng!"

The blade flashed like the rising sun, and the demonic dragon's head was severed at the neck.

The gushing poisonous blood evaporated into blood-red runes upon touching Zhang Yuan within three feet, condensing into an ancient demon-suppressing curse seal.

What a devastating blow!

Zhang Hengqu's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and countless ancient seal characters flowed within them, as if he wanted to see through Zhang Yuan's previous strike.

Baili Xi's body stiffened, his mouth agape, and he remained motionless.

Not far away, Lei Hao's lips twitched.

He was well aware of the combat prowess of his own Martial Arts Commander...

The remaining eight beasts were tearing each other apart in a frenzy, but Zhang Yuan suddenly changed the direction of his sword strike as he formed the Immovable King Mudra with his left hand.

"boom--"

As the six dragon heads crashed down, a mournful chant emanated from within the bronze pillar.

powerful!
So powerful it's terrifying!

Even Zhang Hengqu, a Grandmaster, felt his body stiffen slightly when he saw the severed dragon head.

The Qin Dynasty deeply respects the strong. Zhang Yuan's formidable strength caused the expressions on the faces of the students and instructors of the Imperial Academy standing behind him to slowly change.

When Zhang Yuan returned carrying the dripping Qiu Han Blade, only the headless body of the demonic dragon was writhing on the ground behind him.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed you all." Zhang Yuan wiped the blood off his face, his expression grave.

"The bronze pillar array pattern is 30% corroded, and the power of the demon-suppressing pattern engraved back then has weakened. It will become increasingly difficult for our Zhentian Division to suppress evil spirits in the future."

Suppressing the demon is difficult.

Zhang Yuan's words made everyone's expressions turn serious.

If the students and instructors of the Imperial Academy, who were imprisoned in the Zhen Tian Si, had not witnessed Zhang Yuan slaying the demonic dragon before visiting the Yellow Springs Prison, the Thunder Field, and the Demon-Locking Tower, they would only feel resentment.

Having witnessed firsthand the Yellow Springs Prison and the Demon-Suppressing Tower within the Heavenly Suppression Bureau, and seen the Bureau slaughtering demons and immortals and suppressing evil spirits, their resentment lessened considerably, replaced by a sense of respect that seemed to have arisen from nowhere.

The Heavenly Guardians are truly protecting the Qin Dynasty, its people, and its peace!

Looking at Zhang Yuan, who was covered in blood, Baili Xi showed a look of respect and cupped his hands in a fist salute: "Lord Qingyang, if there is anything the Zhen Tian Division can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Bai Lixi is not very capable, but he never backs down when fighting."

Gongsun Jing watched Zhang Yuan's blood-stained body, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

The other scholars and students, though silent, no longer harbored much resentment.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhang Hengqu, then reached out and patted Baili Xi's arm.

“Brother Baili, what you people at the Imperial Academy should do is study and cultivate yourselves, so that one day you can serve the Great Qin and its people.”

"Our Zhentian Division suppresses demons and evil spirits to protect the Great Qin, the people, and all of you."

"Unless all the people of my Zhen Tian Si are wiped out, it's not your turn, the people of the Imperial Academy, to fight."

Zhang Yuan's words echoed between the bronze pillars.

Baili Xi looked up, his eyes full of spirit.

A surge of righteous power coursed through Zhang Hengqu's body.

Gongsun Jingguan's face showed a look of reverence.

All the students and instructors of the Imperial Academy clenched their fists.

Zhang Yuan glanced over, lowered his head slightly, and coughed softly.

"Ahem, everyone, well, although you don't need to fight, I do have something to ask of the Imperial Academy..."

How can I get into the Imperial Academy?

Zhang Hengqu's eyes gleamed: "Lord Qingyang, please speak freely!"

"Whatever the Marquis of Qingyang desires, my Imperial Academy will never refuse!" Baili Xi shouted in a low voice.

"If there is anything Marquis Qingyang can do to help us, we will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Lord Qingyang, what do you want us to do?"

One voice after another rang out, filled with sincerity.

Zhang Yuan looked at everyone, raised his hands in a fist salute, and then glanced at the mountain-like body of the demonic dragon and said, "Put aside what I ask for now. This dragon meat is a good thing. You must all be hungry. Let's prepare this dragon meat first and make a dragon meat feast. We'll talk about it after we finish eating."

Dragon meat feast.

The students' eyes lit up, practically glowing with greed.

Gongsun Jing looked at the blood-soaked, limp body of the long, serpentine demonic dragon, covered her mouth, and ran to the side.

"Uh……"

Baili Xi stood to the side, grinning, but stopped laughing aloud.

(End of this chapter)