Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 560 Yuwen Juebenhou is determined to kill me, I said it.
Grandmaster Yuwen Jue was struck by ten mountains, his purple rainbow crashing through three warships and carving out a ten-mile-long ravine at the estuary.

“You, you are just a Dongxuan…” Yuwen Jue coughed up purple blood and looked up to see Zhang Yuan open his palm. The black stone was intact and undamaged.

To knock out a grandmaster with a single punch, and to keep the chess piece in one's palm intact—this is the extent to which one has cultivated martial arts!

It turns out that the real powerhouse in the Zhen Tian Division is this Qingyang Marquis who has not yet reached the Grandmaster realm!
The wind carried Yu Wanjun's shout: "The Marquis has decreed! Whoever cuts down even a single scale of Zihong's armor will be rewarded with the complete 'Song of the Canglang Sword'!"

"The one who kills a Grandmaster will be reported to His Majesty and rewarded with military merit and a noble title—"

Grant him a noble title!

"boom--"

Suddenly, thousands of torches lit up the estuary, and the roar of 30,000 wandering swordsmen shattered the night.

Countless figures gathered.

With a bitter laugh, Yuwen Jue crushed his natal jade pendant, transforming into a blood-red rainbow as he fled into the East Sea, pursued by a pack of sharks that seemed to smell blood.

Chu Chaoyang gently stroked the last white piece on the chessboard: "Lord Hou's punch shattered the courage of this Grandmaster of Eastern Wei."

Zhang Yuan remained calm as he placed the chess piece in his hand on the East China Sea side: "Good that it broke. How can we rebuild the Jianghu of the East if it doesn't break?"

On the chessboard, the large group of stones was completely trapped in a desperate situation.

……

Imperial City.

West Garden.

Emperor Yuankang's fingertips caressed the jade pendant presented by the secret guard, the candlelight casting mottled cracks on the rosewood table.

Consort Qi's hand, holding the jade bowl, froze in mid-air, the rising steam from the lotus seed soup obscuring the faint smile on the Emperor's face.

"Zhang Qingyang has once again wielded the Thunder Immortal-Slaying Crossbow without authorization." The jade pendant slammed heavily against the "Eastern Border Canal Transport Map," startling the candlelight in the bronze crane palace lantern into flickering. "He's causing chaos in three prefectures by suppressing a martial arts sect, turning the rivers red with blood. Does he think my armory is his backyard?"

Consort Qi stirred the jade pendant with a silver spoon, making a soft tinkling sound. Her phoenix eyes swept over the words "Slay the Grandmaster" that appeared on the jade pendant, but she just smiled and remained silent.

Having served Emperor Yuankang for so many years, how could she not understand the emperor's thoughts?
Emperor Yuankang suddenly pressed his hand on a spot on the map, the three characters "Yuncang River" under his fingertip emitting a faint golden light: "Qi'er, tell me, should I reward him, or punish him by deducting his salary for three years?"

Consort Qi smiled slightly as she looked at the Emperor's solemn expression: "Your Majesty, I only know that when Your Majesty used the 'Nine Tribulations Thunder Marrow Pill' that he presented as a prize during the plum blossom viewing in the West Garden, the Third Prince was extremely envious."

Emperor Yuankang smiled.

This was a reminder that Zhang Qingyang had quite a few treasures, and ordinary rewards wouldn't be enough to impress him.

Looking out at the night sky, Emperor Yuankang's expression gradually calmed down, and his eyes revealed a deep and divine light.

The Qin Dynasty's top experts lacked sufficient combat power, so they signed an agreement at Tianlang Pass, stipulating that Grandmasters would not intervene.

This is a disgrace to the Qin Dynasty.

Zhang Yuan forced Yuwen Jue to take action in the Eastern Border, and the Zhen Tian Division mobilized a large force to surround and kill Yuwen Jue, all to let the world know that the Great Qin is not afraid of Grandmasters!
"boom!"

Suddenly, dark patterns lit up the black iron plaque of the Imperial City Surveillance Bureau. Duke Cheng, Lu Jun, crushed the thousand-mile communication talisman in his hand, and his wild laughter shook the snow on Zhuque Street, causing it to fall in a flurry.

Twelve ghostly lamps exploded into blue smoke under the eaves, illuminating the silver strands dancing at the temples of the former commander of the Black Ice Guard.

"That Zhang Qingyang!" He clenched his fists, his face beaming. "I've kept those pedantic scholars in the Ministry of War from using the 'Blood Dragon Crossbow' for seven years, and he's making a killing on the river!"

Changning Marquis Su narrowed his eyes and hesitated, saying, "Minister Wang of the Ministry of Rites submitted a memorial half an hour ago, saying that Qingyang Marquis has instigated border conflicts without authorization..."

“Wang Anzhi?” Lu Jun shook his head, his smile undiminished. “The Ministry of Rites, they always talk about valuing peace, it would be abnormal if they didn’t submit a memorial.”

The Third Prince's residence, a secret room.

Guo Wenhua pressed the secret report onto the bronze candlestick, and the flame turned to ashes along the four characters "Military Merit and Title".

"Your Highness should go to the palace tonight and request that the Marquis of Qingyang be granted the honorary title of 'Pillar of the State General'," Guo Wenhua said softly.

The third prince frowned and said in a low voice, "My father just reprimanded me yesterday for associating with border generals."

“It is precisely because His Majesty is suspicious that we must submit a memorial openly.” Guo Wenhua brushed the ash from his fingertips and said softly, “Your Highness only needs to let Marquis Qingyang see your sincerity, that is enough.”

"As for His Majesty, he will not easily allow Marquis Qingyang to hold a high position now."

Amidst the dripping sound of the copper kettle, the Third Prince smiled.

"Yes, Marquis Qingyang's sword has only just begun to show its sharpness; it will take a long time to develop it."

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Yun Cang River. Suddenly, a thousand layers of black ice erupted from the river's surface, and Yuwen Jue, his python robe fluttering, arrived, stepping through the air.

The phantom of the Soul-Devouring Flood Dragon coiled around him, and the Grandmaster's aura crushed the twelve pursuing flying ships into dust: "You mere ants setting up an array, do you think you can trap me?"

Despite his arrogant words, the lightning in front of him formed chains, preventing him from moving forward.

Lei Hao unleashed a Big Dipper lightning pattern that formed a net that stretched across the heavens and the earth. Seven Immortal Executioner Thunder Guards rode the waves, their lightning chains blocking Yuwen Jue's path.

"A bunch of ants!" Yuwen Jue sneered and flicked his fingers, causing the scales of the Soul-Devouring Dragon to peel off and transform into 100,000 sharp, icy blades.

Before the swirling ice blades even touched the river surface, Yu Wanjun's Panlong Halberd had already stirred up the Canglan Dragon Vein, and a hundred-foot-high water wall rose up with a roar!
"boom--"

The water wall blocked the ice blades, shattering endless waves.

Luo Hongxiu led three thousand elite warriors out of the shadows, their poisoned silver-scaled blades slicing out three thousand dark blue arcs.

Yuwen Jue flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind sent the approaching assassins flying hundreds of feet away: "When I roamed the Eastern Territory, you were still in your mother's womb!"

"Crack!"

The earth's veins on the island suddenly cracked open, and seventy-two bronze alchemy furnaces spewed forth golden flames—

The forbidden array of the Spirit Array Beast Taming Division!

Yuwen Jue's protective true essence emitted a piercing shriek, and the Soul-Devouring Flood Dragon's scale armor was scorched by the flames.

The Grandmaster of Eastern Wei gritted his teeth and roared, causing the Soul-Devouring Flood Dragon to suddenly expand to a thousand feet, smashing the dragon vein's water wall and creating spiderweb-like cracks.

"This is the moment I've been waiting for!" Lei Hao wiped away the bloodstains from the lightning patterns and unleashed seven bolts of Purple Heavenly Thunder with his nine-section whip.

Three hundred Immortal Slaughtering Thunder Guards converged, forming the "Heavenly Punishment God-Slaying Array" that once pierced through the border of Eastern Wei!
"boom--"

Lightning shot into the sky, transforming into a long dragon that swirled and coiled towards us!

"Is this all the Zhen Tian Division has to offer?" Yuwen Jue laughed in fury, forcefully tearing open a crack in the water between the waves with his Grandmaster-level true essence.

From the crack, Liang Qiyuan's Mountain and River Fist intent burst forth, and behind the old master emerged the light and shadow of a cave at the peak of the Cave Profound level.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yin Jiuyou's Netherworld Chains bound the Soul-Devouring Flood Dragon's seven-inch mark, and the Eastern Wei secret script on the chains suddenly lit up—

It was a rubbing of the secret letter that Yuwen Jue had given to Tang Zheng last month.

The methods of the Underworld Bureau are all aimed at the soul, and they are all strange!

Grandmaster Yuwen Jue's expression finally changed, and his protective true essence froze for a moment.

Yuwen Jue's hair and beard stood on end as the Soul-Devouring Flood Dragon frantically devoured its own flesh and blood, causing its power to surge.

How could he not know he was in a deadly predicament?

But his dignity as the seventh-ranked figure on the Heavenly Ranking made him swallow back the blood on his tongue, and he would charge forward even if the lightning and fire burned away his cultivation foundation.

The river surface evaporated inch by inch under the extreme pressure, and the arrogant grandmaster laughed loudly amidst the golden rain of fire: "Even if my Dao is annihilated and my soul is destroyed—"

The Soul-Devouring Dragon's final strike tore a gap in the Thunder Chains.

"We will die on the land of Great Wei!"

Enveloped in chains crackling with lightning, Yuwen Jue roared to the sky and charged toward the Eastern Wei.

Over there, a magnificent city stands on the riverbank.

Yuncang City, a major city of the Eastern Wei Dynasty.

"My lord, the Eastern Wei has dispatched four Grandmaster-level experts to assist Yuwen Jue, and they have already arrived in Yuncang City."

On the riverbank, beside the wooden carriage frame, the Shadow Guard Commander, Faceless, spoke in a low voice.

Inside the carriage, Chu Chaoyang looked up at Zhang Yuan opposite him.

Zhang Yuan remained calm, simply moving the last black piece on the chessboard one space.

The return of the white dragon was halted.

"I want the people of the Eastern Border Jianghu and Eastern Wei to witness with their own eyes that my Zhen Tian Si will kill a Grandmaster outside Yun Cang City."

"Even if the four Grandmasters of Eastern Wei were to arrive, they wouldn't be able to stop it."

"I'm determined to kill Yuwen Juebenhou, that's what I said."

(End of this chapter)