Becoming a martial arts god starting from the mortician.

"Shen Qi, Supervisor of the Imperial Observatory of Chengping County." Without any hesitation, Shen Qi took out his waist token from his pocket, held it high, and said, "Thank you for saving my life, sir."

The general landed with a thud in mid-air. He strode to the corpse of the man in black robes and gripped the spear shaft with one hand.

puff.

The spear was pulled out, bringing with it a spray of black blood.

With a flick of his wrist, the general shattered the bloodstains on the spear tip with a burst of energy.

"I am He Shan, the vanguard of the Pingzhou Martial Guard."

He Shan turned his head, his handsome face exuding a chilling aura. He sized Shen Qi up and down.

"You've only just entered the Body Tempering Realm, yet your Qi and blood are so solid. No wonder this mad dog is determined to catch you."

Shen Qi was about to reply when He Shan raised his hand to interrupt him.

The vanguard slammed his spear into the ground with a thunderous roar, then roared at the approaching cavalry behind him: "Evil cultivators have launched attacks from the south and east, and flames have broken out in the inner city! All troops, listen to my command! Divide into two teams and immediately proceed to the southeast to suppress them. Anyone suspicious or displaying abnormal qi or blood should be killed on the spot!"

"Yes, sir!"

Dozens of cavalrymen responded with a thunderous roar, their hooves thundering like rain, and they instantly split into two groups, galloping away down the long street.

He Shan leaped onto his tall black warhorse and looked down at Shen Qi.

"Find a safe place to hide. No matter what noise you hear outside, don't show your face. You can come out after we've killed all these mad dogs."

After saying that, He Shan spurred his horse on, preparing to head towards the inner city.

Hiding?

Judging from He Shan's words, there are probably many evil cultivators in the outer city, and he would likely face great danger if he stayed behind alone.

Shen Qi's expression hardened, and he suddenly stepped forward, standing directly in front of He Shan's warhorse.

The warhorse was startled, raised its front hooves and let out a long neigh, its iron hooves about to crush Shen Qi's head.

"Are you courting death?!" He Shan suddenly pulled on the reins, his brows furrowing. He flipped his crimson spear and pressed it directly against Shen Qi's nose.

"Please wait, sir!" Shen Qi, bracing against the terrifying aura that threatened to crush him, raised his head and shouted, "How can I help you, sir!"

"Help?" He Shan frowned. "With your mere cultivation level of just entering the Body Tempering Realm? Any evil cultivator could easily kill you! Get out of my way!"

"Though my martial arts skills are meager, I once studied the art of divination under Jiang Xinyue, the head of the Astronomical Bureau of Chengping County! My eyes can discern a person's face and distinguish between good and evil!" Shen Qi readily invoked Jiang Xinyue's name. "Evil cultivators are extremely difficult to distinguish when infiltrating the populace, and blindly searching would be too time-consuming for you, sir. Please take me with you, sir, so that I may lend you a hand!"

He Shan paused slightly as he raised his spear.

The art of physiognomy and fortune-telling? The Bureau of Astronomy does indeed possess such mystical methods. Currently, the outer city is in chaos, with refugees and civilians scattering everywhere. The enemy is in the shadows while we are in the open; if they were to suddenly rise up in rebellion, it would indeed be impossible to defend against.

Better safe than sorry!

"If you dare to lie to me, I'll stab you through the back of my shirt first." He Shan's eyes flashed with malice, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Qi by the back of his collar.

Shen Qi felt his collar tighten, and he was thrown onto the broad back of a horse as if he were floating on clouds.

"Hold on tight!"

He Shan roared, and his warhorse neighed, its hooves flying as it transformed into a black whirlwind, galloping towards the inner city.

Shen Qi clung tightly to the saddle, trying to suppress the churning in his stomach.

The scenery along the way was shocking, like a living hell.

The once bustling market was now engulfed in flames, with people crying and fleeing, and severed limbs scattered all over the ground.

"Open your eyes wide! Look carefully!" He Shan's voice boomed in the strong wind.

Shen Qi took a deep breath and looked around.

The warhorse had traveled no more than a hundred paces when Shen Qi's gaze sharpened.

In the middle of the road ahead lay an elderly man, dressed in tattered clothes and with a full head of white hair. He was curled up beside several broken bamboo baskets, his eyes closed and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Several panicked people trampled over him, but he didn't utter a sound, as if he had been trampled unconscious. He looked extremely pitiful.

However, in Shen Qi's eyes, a thick, twisted, pure black life thread was coiled on the top of the old man's head!

"My lord! There's an old man with white hair to our left! He's a heretical cultivator!" Shen Qi shouted a warning.

The old man had been holding his breath, preparing to launch a surprise attack when the warhorse approached. Upon hearing the sound, he realized that his disguise had been seen through by a mere child, and he suddenly opened his fierce eyes.

"You ruined my plans, you're dead!"

The old man let out a roar that was not human, his ten fingers forming claws as he leaped up from the ground and plunged straight into the belly of the warhorse! This was actually a heretical cultivator at the Treasure Body Realm!

"You old dog! You're asking for it!"

He Shan roared and thrust out his crimson spear.

puff!

The spear struck first, piercing the evil cultivator's head. He Shan exerted force with his wrist, unleashing a burst of qi that sent the cultivator flying and crashing into the street.

With a loud bang, the brick wall collapsed, and the old man's body was shattered by the force of the attack, turning into a pile of mangled flesh. The pure black life thread also snapped and quickly dissipated into the air.

"Hahaha! You little rascal! Your eyes are damn sharp!" He Shan roared with laughter, his voice echoing through the long street. "I believe you!"

The warhorse maintained its speed, crushing the rubble as it continued its mad dash.

With this incident already in mind, Shen Qi felt even more confident. His eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned his surroundings. After a moment, he suddenly pointed to the entrance of a narrow alley on the left: "Behind the overturned cart on the left, the person in the gray cloth coat!"

He Shan didn't even look, and with one arm he swung his spear, unleashing a burst of qi. With a deafening roar, the cart and the evil cultivator hiding behind it were sliced ​​in half by the qi, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Not long after, Shen Qi spotted another evil cultivator disguised as a corpse in front of a cloth shop. He Shan rode by on horseback and impaled the cultivator on a bluestone slab with a spear.

The warhorse's sprint began to slow down.

Ahead, the inner city checkpoint is in sight.

Shen Qi peeked out from behind He Shan, his eyelids twitching suddenly.

The once heavily guarded checkpoints and fences have now been destroyed by the violent force, with wooden spikes and iron nails scattered all over the ground.

More than a dozen bodies of patrol soldiers lay scattered on the ground.

These armored soldiers had bruised and festering faces, and their deaths were extremely gruesome. They had clearly died from the excruciating pain of having their martial meridians removed.

He Shan reined in his horse, which paced restlessly in place.

He gripped the crimson spear tightly in his hand, his qi swirling and fluctuating.

Boom!

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly came from deep within the inner city. Immediately afterwards, a visible shockwave shot into the sky, tearing a huge gap in the dark clouds.

Sunlight streamed down through the gap, illuminating the billowing black smoke above the inner city.

"What is that?" Shen Qi gripped the saddle tightly, his blood churning from the shockwave that traveled miles away. He felt a tightness in his chest and almost vomited blood.

"The realm of no leakage".

He Shan gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words.

He turned to look at Shen Qi, "Kid, what happened today is probably beyond our control."