The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

"puff!"

Scalding black blood gushed out of Lin Zhenxiong's mouth.

Crimson blood splattered on the tank, a horrifying sight.

He gripped the edge of the chariot, his fingernails splitting from the force of his grip.

The excruciating pain in his fingers was nothing compared to the one ten-millionth of despair and humiliation he felt at that moment.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Lin Zhenxiong was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

His bloodshot eyes stared at the vast palace square before him.

Looking at his proud 100,000 invincible iron army.

This massive army was his strongest source of confidence, used to intimidate the court and conquer the world.

He exhausted the wealth accumulated by the Lin family over generations, spending countless amounts of gold, silver, and grain.

That's how they built this invincible and unstoppable army.

But now?

This army of 100,000 fierce warriors has become the biggest joke in the world.

The elite soldiers he had placed his hopes on were rolling around on the ground in small groups.

Someone is performing a bizarre and indecent dance.

Some people clung to their colleagues' legs, crying and shouting about their secret stash of money.

Some people even took off their heavy helmets and were wiggling their hips and laughing hysterically in front of the battle.

An army that conquers cities and seizes strongholds?

They're just a bunch of irrational, utterly undignified clowns!

Lin Zhenxiong's vision gradually blurred, and his ears were filled with deafening, barbell-like laughter.

Every laugh was like a resounding slap across his face.

He trampled Lin Zhenxiong's dignity and the face of his Lin family ancestors into the most despicable mud.

He got it.

I understand completely now.

It's impossible for this bunch of useless people dancing on the ground to succeed in rebellion.

Let alone breaking through the palace gates, even if they were given a sword, they wouldn't know which way to strike!

The morale of the troops has collapsed, and military discipline has been destroyed.

These 100,000 people are already ruined!

"Why...why did this happen..."

Lin Zhenxiong muttered to himself, his voice filled with unyielding despair and resentment.

He had been plotting his imperial ambitions for ten years.

He sacrificed everything to gain supreme power.

Everything was drenched to pieces by this absurd pink rain!

He is not willing!

He was unwilling to lose to an eight-year-old little vixen!

"Bang!"

Lin Zhenxiong punched the tank, creating a deep dent.

His eyes underwent a rapid transformation after experiencing despair.

The scheming and conspiracies of those in power gradually faded from his sight.

Instead, there was the ferocious glint of a beast, blinded by defeat and driven to utter madness.

Since a massive army is ineffective.

Since all the conspiracies and tricks were thwarted by this witch using those strange and unusual hidden weapons.

Then let's solve this problem using the most primitive and brutal methods!

As long as Su Zhen is killed, as long as the charlatan Su family witch is slaughtered!

This world of Da Yuan still belongs to Lin Zhenxiong!

"Witch..."

Lin Zhenxiong squeezed out two indistinct words from deep in his throat.

Immediately afterwards, he looked up and suddenly spread his arms out towards the sky.

"You vixen of the Su family! I'll kill you!"

The general has gone mad!

He raised his head and let out a terrifying long howl at the dark night sky.

This sound doesn't seem to come from a human throat.

A sharp, high-pitched, and all-consuming murderous intent.

Like a terrifying beast trapped in an abyss for millions of years, it has finally broken free of its shackles.

This long howl pierced through the wild laughter of 100,000 people on the battlefield and soared straight into the sky.

The Imperial Guards standing on the palace walls heard this sound.

I felt a sharp pain in my eardrums, and my chest felt churning with blood and qi, making it hard to even stand.

Just as everyone looked in horror at the general on the chariot...

Lin Zhenxiong made a move.

He gripped his heavy armor cloak tightly with both hands.

"Sizzle!"

A deafening sound, like tearing silk.

The sturdy cloak, made of fine steel chainmail and the finest silk, was torn in two by his bare hands!

He violently tore off pieces of his tattered heavy armor and threw them carelessly at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhenxiong's body began to undergo chilling changes.

"Click click click...click click click..."

A series of rapid, popping sounds, like popping beans, emanated from his body.

His bones were violently rubbing, dislocating, and reforming.

Lin Zhenxiong, who was already tall, grew even taller.

His previously loose muscles swelled and bulged.

Each muscle was like a hard granite, brimming with explosive and terrifying power.

His skin faintly shimmered with an eerie, dark blue metallic sheen.

But this is just the beginning.

next second.

An indescribable, terrifying shockwave erupted from Lin Zhenxiong's body!

"boom!"

There was no fire or explosion.

But this invisible wave of air was ten thousand times more violent than a storm!

This is true qi!

A pure, powerful, and domineering surge of true energy!

As soon as this true energy was released, the chariot beneath Lin Zhenxiong's feet let out a mournful cry.

The sturdy shafts and wheels cracked inch by inch under this oppressive force, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

Immediately afterwards, this terrifying shockwave swept wildly in all directions.

Centered on Lin Zhenxiong, the space within three zhang (approximately 10 meters) seemed to have been completely drained of air.

The heavily armored rebel soldiers who were originally dancing the can-can with their arms around each other near the chariot.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Their massive, heavy bodies, like fallen leaves in a storm, were blown away by the gust of air!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Dozens of heavily armored men, each weighing several hundred kilograms, were blasted into the air.

Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, they crashed heavily onto their colleagues in the distance, knocking down a large number of them.

This sudden turn of events left everyone who hadn't completely lost their minds in a state of profound shock.

On the imperial wall, the commander of the Imperial Guards clung tightly to the edge of the parapet to barely maintain his balance.

He stared wide-eyed at the terrifying figure in the distance, shrouded in dark cyan true energy.

"What...what level of true energy is this?!"

The leader's teeth were chattering wildly, and its voice was filled with despair.

As one of the top imperial guards in the Great Abyss Kingdom, he himself was a powerful figure who had entered the Grandmaster realm.

But faced with the aura emanating from Lin Zhenxiong, he couldn't even muster the courage to draw his sword.

That feeling is like an ant on the ground looking up at a dragon in the sky!

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

The commander shook his head frantically, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.

"He's no ordinary first-rank expert! He... he's actually a Grandmaster!"

Moreover, the degree of refinement of this true energy, and the power to influence the flow of heaven and earth with every gesture.

This is something that someone who has just entered the Grandmaster realm can never possess!

It turns out that Lin Zhenxiong, that old fox, had been holding back all along!

He concealed his true strength and deceived everyone in the world!

He was actually a Grandmaster at the peak of the realm, a rare feat in the world!

Grandmaster at the peak!

They are extremely rare, like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, on the entire continent.

That is the pinnacle of martial arts, truly enabling one person to fight against an entire nation!

Legend has it that a master at the peak of the Grandmaster realm can project their true energy and hit a target from a hundred paces away.

They could disregard ordinary powerful bows and crossbows, and take the enemy general's head from among thousands of troops as easily as taking something out of a bag.

No wonder Lin Zhenxiong dared to be so arrogant in plotting to usurp the throne.

It turns out that he not only had an army of 100,000, but he himself was the most terrifying trump card!

"Heaven has forsaken my Great Abyss!"

The commander of the Imperial Guards closed his eyes in despair.

Faced with an army of 100,000, they could still fight to the death and use the city walls to wear down the enemy's forces.

But what if you're facing a Grandmaster at the peak who's gone mad?

The towering imperial walls were laughably flimsy, as if they were made of paper.

Faced with the desperate situation of the army's collapse, Lin Zhenxiong unleashed his strongest fighting power.

Lin Zhenxiong slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on the city gate tower.

He saw Su Zhen wearing a dragon robe, and he also saw Su Yaoyao wearing a comical mask.

"Witch, today, I will use your blood to wash away the humiliation of my Lin family!"

At the pinnacle of martial arts, a Grandmaster's wrath can cause millions to fall!

Lin Zhenxiong bent his knees slightly, and the hard ground shattered.

"Bang!"

A tremendous roar that broke the sound barrier.

Lin Zhenxiong, like a giant black eagle, rose up from the ground!

The protective aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful.

The pink poisonous gas permeating the air couldn't get within a foot of him.

Even the wind direction in mid-air was forcibly torn apart by his soaring momentum.

Ignoring the poisonous gas on the ground and braving the towering flames, he soared into the air.

Our goal is to reach the summit of the imperial walls!

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Lin Zhenxiong moved with terrifying speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in mid-air.

With a ferocious killing intent capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, he rushed straight towards the small figure on the city wall.

At this very moment, on the city wall, was the Crown Princess Su Yaoyao.

He was sitting in a grand chair that had been moved there at some point, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hands.

Facing the desperate attack of a Grandmaster at the peak.

She was calmly cracking sunflower seeds.