Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 555 Those who betray the Great Qin shall be punished by the entire Jianghu of the Eastern Territory!
A sudden gust of wind swept across the river, and the golden flames of the three thousand battle flags of the Heavenly Guard rose into the air.

This is the gathering of fighting spirit, the destiny of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the arrival of the martial will.

This is the general trend of the world, and anyone who dares to stand in its way will surely be crushed to pieces!
The glory of the Qin warriors is etched into their very bones!

Heads rose one by one, their eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

As the golden flames shimmered, Duan Yun, the Foreign Affairs Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and shouted loudly: "The Qingyun Sword Sect is willing to present the list of nineteen sects in the Eastern Territory, four of which harbor spies from the Eastern Wei!"

His voice resounded, drawing countless gazes from those around him.

The Qingyun Sword Sect, a major sect in the martial arts world of the Great Qin Dynasty, actually offered its pledge of allegiance at this critical moment!
"Tingyu Tower is willing to obey the orders of Marquis Qingyang and will do its utmost for the peace and stability of the Qin Dynasty."

A voice rang out from among the guests.

Listening to the Rain Pavilion?
never heard of that.

Now I've heard it.

"Du Ruohong of the Hanjiang Sect, leading his three hundred disciples, is willing to obey the orders of Marquis Qingyang!"

Then another sound rang out.

Du Ruohong, what an unknown person.

Now I know that this person exists in the Eastern Border Jianghu.

"The Heavenly Cloud Martial Sect is willing to obey orders—"

"The Iron Sword Sect is willing to follow Lord Marquis—"

Before the gate of the Moving Mountain Sect, voices mingled.

Shouts echoed through the sky in front of Qisong Mountain.

Amidst the surging clouds, a faint aura of malevolence flowed, and the power of blood and qi transformed into turbulent winds and clouds, swirling like dragons across the hundred-mile-long sky.

This is a scene where the Qi of Heaven and Earth and the Qi and Blood of Martial Arts come together.

Looking at this dragon soaring into the sky, the martial artists from the Eastern Region all revealed surprise and delight in their eyes.

The blessings bestowed upon him by the heavens and earth were an opportunity that only officials of the Qin Dynasty and the strongest in the military could have the chance to receive.

"Zheng——"

Zhang Yuan flicked his finger and slashed his sword, the clanging sound causing the Yun Cang River to surge with countless waves.

A surge of intense blood and qi erupted from his body, and the aura of a grandmaster converged.

Dragons and elephants roared, and mountains floated in the air.

The Mysterious Realm!
Zhang Yuan, the Marquis of Qingyang, who ranks first on the Dragon and Tiger List, is not a Dragon Elephant, but a Cave Mystic!

The magnificent scenery of the thousand-mile-long cave heaven, stretching across mountains and encompassing three realms, is clearly among the best in the Dongxuan level!
When the Three Talents Grotto-Heaven appeared above Zhang Yuan's head, the entire Qisong Mountain, where the Mountain Moving Sect's mountain gate was located, was enveloped by the continuous grotto-heaven scenery.

All the Grandmasters at the Cave Profound Realm present had their expressions change and their eyes widened.

At this moment, they felt their own inner world being suppressed, as if it were about to collapse!
"This, this is so profound..." Li Tingyun murmured softly, his expression complex.

Back then, Zhang Yuan was still a junior, but now, Li Tingyun can't even look up to him!

“Once Qingyang Marquis enters the Cave Profound Realm, he is qualified to leave his name on the Heaven, Earth, and Man Ranking. With his foundation, he is probably destined for—” Yue Cengyun whispered, his eyes shining brightly.

Before the Mountain Moving Sect's gate, Zhang Yuan's aura and the surrounding cave heaven stirred up changes in the wind and clouds.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, and every cultivator he looked at felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, forcing them to bow their heads.

"The nine prefectures and seventy-six counties in the Eastern Territory, with three thousand sects of all sizes, are all registered in my Zhen Tian Si."

"Zhang promises today that in the world of gangsters, actions will be judged by deeds, not intentions."

"All those who slay foreign enemies are my comrades. They will be rewarded according to their merits, including elixirs, classic texts, military equipment, and martial arts techniques, without any hesitation."

Where the blade pointed, the frozen river surface shattered with a deafening roar, and Zhang Yuan's words were filled with chilling coldness and majesty.

"From this day forward, anyone who colludes with foreign enemies and betrays the Great Qin will be punished by the entire Jianghu of the Eastern Territory!"

As Zhang Yuan's voice fell, eight powerful auras emanated from his body, soaring into the sky, and the three thousand iron cavalry of the Immortal Execution Division simultaneously drew their swords.

The glint of the blade reflected on the floating ice on the river, and the blood and qi stained the clouds and waves for miles around with a crimson hue.

"Let them be punished together—"

Someone clenched their fist and shouted loudly.

"Let them be punished together—"

"Let them be punished together—"

The resounding shouts echoed through the sky and shook the mountains and fields, causing the Yuncang River to flow backward and the waterfall to dissipate into dust.

Zhang Yuan cupped his hands in a fist salute, strode forward, mounted the warhorse led by the soldiers of the Zhen Tian Si, and galloped ahead.

The horse had only traveled a hundred paces when he suddenly pulled on the reins, and the horse reared up.

Zhang Yuan looked at Li Sihuan, who was standing not far away. Li Sihuan's face was excited, his lips trembled, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and threw the goose-feather saber in his hand.

Li Sihuan took it instinctively.

Zhang Yuan's warhorse neighed and galloped off again, its sound carrying on the wind.

"Cultivate yourself well, and one day when the opportunity arises, we will wield this sword and fight side by side."

"Brothers, remember this: when you have mastered your studies and are properly equipped with your swords, then it will be time for you to serve the Great Qin."

Zhang Yuan's voice echoed in front of the Mountain Moving Sect's mountain gate.

"Even if the sky falls before you have mastered your skills, the Great Qin Dynasty, and I, along with my fellow martial artists from the Eastern Border, will hold it up for you—"

The martial arts of the Great Qin Dynasty have been passed down from generation to generation, and this legacy has never been broken. It is because countless predecessors have supported this world for future generations!
The sound echoed before the Mountain Moving Sect, where three thousand newly initiated disciples and countless martial artists were filled with fervent passion, unable to contain themselves.

"Respectfully seeing off Senior Brother Zhang—"

"Respectfully seeing off Marquis Qingyang—"

The roar of the mountains and the tsunami stretched endlessly!
Standing in front of the viewing platform, Young Master Xun, his face flushed, gripped his folding fan tightly.

"Such power, how exhilarating..."

As the son of a noble family, he enjoyed wealth and honor without end.

But his glory and honor paled in comparison to the power and prestige of the Marquis of Qingyang.

As a true man, this is what you should do!

"Young Master Xun, are you interested in joining the Black Ice Guard?"

A low voice sounded, as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

“My master Wang Qinian said that if Young Master Xun joins the Black Ice Platform, he will recommend you to become a secret guard of the Zhentian Shadow Division within three years.”

Young Master Xun was taken aback, then a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Before the gate of the Mountain Moving Sect, Wang Zhenzhi, pale-faced, pressed his palm against the bronze cauldron beside him, his eyes seemingly burning with flames.

Zhang Yuan's majesty, his cultivation level, and his unassailable power all burned within him like a raging fire.

"Zhenzhi, Elder Cao is going to take you to the Imperial Guards in the city to cultivate. Don't waste this opportunity."

A voice came from beside Wang Zhenzhi.

Before the Mountain Moving Sect's gate, watching the Zhen Tian Division's army depart, the guests exchanged glances, bowed to Yue Chengyun and Liang Qiyuan, exchanged a few words, and then quickly left.

The situation in the Eastern Territory is now turbulent, and everyone wants to relay the message that Marquis Qingyang just personally delivered back to their own faction.

Act early, reap the benefits early.

For every additional Mountain and River Pill exchanged, the sect gains another Grandmaster.

One by one, the figures quickly left.

Liang Qiyuan turned his gaze to Li Tingyun, an elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, who was standing not far away, and smiled slightly: "Elder Li, Elder Duan, I wonder if the Qingyun Sword Sect would be willing to form an alliance with my Mountain Sect and work together to cleanse the scum of the Eastern Jianghu?"

His words made Li Tingyun chuckle.

Before the mountain gate, Yue Cengyun looked at Chen Duange, the leader of the Cold Crow Sword Sect, who was standing in front of the stone steps.

"Brother Chen, is the Cold Crow Sword Sect interested in joining forces with the Mountain Sect?"

Chen Duange laughed heartily and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Of course, I couldn't ask for more!"

……

Imperial City.

Qianyang Palace.

Yuan Tong, the deputy head of the Shadow Division, who entered the main hall silently, presented a jade pendant to Yu Kuizhen, who was standing in front of the jade steps.

Yu Kuizhen took the jade pendant, nodded slightly, and then placed it on Emperor Yuankang's long table.

Emperor Yuankang raised his hand and grasped the jade pendant, a faint divine power penetrating it.

"Hmph, this Zhang Qingyang is always neglecting his duties. He never takes the tasks I assign him to heart..."

Emperor Yuankang's words were infuriating, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Have Consort Qi prepare the meal, and then summon Yu Ruo to the West Garden."

"Let her have dinner with Consort Qi."

……

(End of this chapter)