From the Valkyrie to the Endless

"Nangong Shiping, Cheng Guanming, Jing Zetian..."

Zhao Sheng tilted his head, and after seeing the person's face clearly, he subconsciously took a half step back, his expression full of disbelief.

Heavenly Ranking

Chapter 35: Killing the whole family

The three martial arts masters arrived together, and Zhao Sheng was so frightened that he almost lost consciousness on the spot.

Especially Nangong Shiping, who is ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking. He has been famous for nearly a hundred years and is revered by the world as a contemporary swordsman. He has already achieved great success and has long since left the secular world, but he suddenly appeared here.

The generals in the camp were also shocked by this astonishing turn of events.

The great masters of martial arts are like elusive dragons, immortals on earth. An ordinary person may not meet one in his lifetime, and there are only a dozen of them in the whole world. Now, nearly half of them are standing in this small tent.

Zhao Sheng's eyebrows twitched wildly. He turned around and looked at the case. Looking at Yang Zongxi with a cold expression, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind, and he understood the inside story in an instant.

He was beheaded at this moment, and the 700,000-strong army was leaderless. As a member of the royal family, Yang Zongxi also held the golden medal bestowed by the emperor himself, so it was natural for him to take over the military command.

In addition, the trend of requesting war in the camp is becoming more and more popular. Yang Zongxi will take this opportunity to repel the invasion of the northern countries and win the hearts of the people.

Seeing the presence of these three Heavenly Ranking Grandmasters, one can guess that all the martial arts sects in Qianzhou must have been dealt with by Yang Zongxi.

In this way, in just over a month, Yang Zongxi could completely integrate Qianzhou into an ironclad entity.

With such a huge power accumulated in his hands and arranged so secretly, there is only one conclusion to be drawn:

Yang Zongxi wants to rebel!

"I am the First-Rank Northern General appointed by His Majesty personally. Your Majesty, you have no right to kill me!"

Zhao Sheng did not choose to take action directly, but instead spoke to delay time and look for a turning point.

There was no way he could escape from the encirclement of the three grand masters. If he took action here, he would not only die, but would even be charged with treason.

"Please think twice, Your Majesty. General Zhao has no intention of avoiding the battle!"

"It is not appropriate to directly execute the commander in chief in front of the battlefield. If you want to punish him, you should wait until the rebellion is quelled and then return to the capital to ask His Majesty for judgment!"

"The most urgent task now is to repel the enemy first!"

After the generals in the camp came to their senses, they immediately began to plead for mercy. Zhao Sheng had been working in the military camp for many years and had a considerable network of contacts. Nearly half of these high-ranking generals were his old acquaintances.

The most crucial thing is that Zhao Sheng is Prime Minister Liu Kunnan's man. The Prime Minister's faction has strong influence in the army and is strong enough to resist Shen Lie. It cannot be shaken overnight.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng felt relieved. Under such circumstances, he thought that Yang Zongxi would not risk killing him by force.

However, when he saw Yang Zongxi's expression, his heartbeat slowed down. Yang Zongxi's expression did not change at all. He looked indifferent and there was no sign of any emotional fluctuation at all.

This feeling reminded Zhao Sheng of Yang Zongxian.

Yang Zongxi stood up slowly and waved his hand. A wooden box was carried into the tent. The box was filled with various letters and files.

"Do you know what this is?"

Yang Zongxi stood up, walked straight to Zhao Sheng, and said lightly:

"This is the correspondence between you and the generals of the Northern Territory, as well as the ironclad evidence that you killed innocent people and framed the demons when Qianzhou was in chaos fourteen years ago!"

Zhao Sheng was distracted for a moment, kneeling in front of the wooden box to search for it. After opening two letters in succession, he raised his head in disbelief, his eyes full of horror:

"The Prime Minister..."

Before he finished speaking, the shock in Zhao Sheng's eyes disappeared, and a fierce light flashed. He stood up suddenly, like a tiger or leopard out of a cage, showing his sharp teeth, and attacked Yang Zongxi who was beside him.

The terrifying fluctuations of energy and blood were boiling like a furnace in the tent, and the armor covering his body even showed signs of melting.

His pupils seemed to be ignited in an instant, a shade of red gold, flames were emitted from his mouth and nose, and mysterious divine patterns were faintly visible.

After swallowing the Awakening Pill, one can be promoted to the level of Grandmaster. There is a certain chance that one can inherit the talent of the human-demon, and Zhao Sheng is one of them.

"My lord, be careful!"

"General Zhao, you can't do that!"

There were bursts of exclamations in the tent, but the three martial arts grandmasters showed no sign of shock, and they didn't even move an inch.

boom!

The central army tent suddenly exploded, and a mighty gust of air swept across the Zhenbei camp, splashing dust all over the sky. A violent gust of wind swept past, and even the general who had entered the innate realm staggered and was forced to retreat more than ten feet.

When the dust cleared, a large pit with a diameter of more than three meters appeared on the cold and frozen soil.

Yang Zongxi stood at the bottom of the pit, with a layer of clear yellow light nearly three feet thick covering his body, with light golden Sanskrit flowing in it.

"Tian Qian's treasure!"

There was a flash of horror in Zhao Sheng's eyes, his fists were covered in blood, his arm bones were broken, and he was injured by the huge recoil force.

The great master of martial arts has the power to defeat an entire country alone. He can move freely among an army of millions, and his every move is like the power of a dragon or an elephant. When Zhao Sheng attacks, he carries a terrifying high temperature that can melt gold and iron. However, he seems so powerless in front of this barrier which is only three feet thick.

The only thing that can achieve this level is the relics of the Tianqian Dynasty.

As time goes by, most of the treasures left over from previous dynasties have been destroyed and decayed, but there are always exceptions in the world.

The three martial arts masters walked forward slowly and surrounded Zhao Sheng invisibly.

After coming to his senses, Zhao Sheng laughed miserably, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground:

"I am guilty and willing to die, but all the sins are my fault. I hope Your Majesty will show mercy and spare my Zhao family lineage."

Yang Zongxi remained silent and uttered one word calmly:

"kill."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man walked forward slowly. The sword case on his back instantly popped open, and a three-foot green sword jumped out and flew past. In the blink of an eye, it cut off Zhao Sheng's head, and blood splattered several feet high.

The swordsman who can fly through the air, this is Nangong Shiping, ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking!

The generals around were silent as a mouse, and quite a few of them had uneasy expressions, their eyes flickering towards the intact wooden box at Yang Zongxi's feet.

The light shield slowly dissipated, and in full view of everyone, Yang Zongxi kicked over the wooden box.

A large pile of letters and files rolled into a pool of blood, were instantly ignited by the high temperature, and gradually burned to ashes.

Seeing this scene, many generals slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come here, raise the tent."

Yang Zongxi had a calm expression and casually ordered, "Send a letter to His Majesty immediately. Zhao Sheng disobeyed the imperial order and secretly colluded with the Northern Territory nations. When his deeds were exposed, he committed murder on the spot. His crime is unforgivable. According to the law, his entire family should be executed."

Soon, the big pit was filled on the spot, and the central army tent was re-erected. Under the appeasement of many generals, the riots in the camp gradually subsided.

Only three grand masters and Yang Zongxi and three others were left in the empty tent.

After Yang Zongxi sat back at the desk, he took out a brocade box from his arms and threw it to Nangong Shiping.

"For these three awakening pills, find a suitable master to take them. Yang Zongxian will react soon. You must prepare early and gather all the martial arts sects as soon as possible to be on standby."

"Yes, sir." The three grand masters took the order and left without saying anything else.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in black armor stepped into the tent and knelt on one knee to salute:

"General Song Ruilin pays respect to His Majesty."

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"It seems the prince came to our Qianzhou yesterday."

"I heard that he flew into a rage upon arrival and executed General Zhao Sheng, the Northern Guardian, for fear of death and avoiding battle."

"Why did I hear that Zhao Sheng was plotting a rebellion and wanted to kill the prince?"

In front of the steaming steamer, Shen Qing was holding a meat bun in his mouth, listening to all kinds of rumors not far away, and was a little dazed for a moment.

Zhao Sheng...dead?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 36: Signs of National Destruction

Zhao Sheng's death was indeed a bit hasty. It was too strange that a great martial arts master and a first-rank general of the imperial court was beheaded directly.

Zhao Sheng's name was originally on Shen Qing's kill list. It goes without saying that it was Zhao Sheng who instructed Zhao Nuo to cut the tendons in her hands and feet.

His sudden death caught Shen Qing off guard.

As for Yang Zongxi, Shen Qing didn't have much impression of him in his original memory. He only vaguely remembered that there was a prince in Daxia, but he knew nothing else about him. He really had little sense of existence.

After coming to his senses, Shen Qing didn't think much about it, swallowed the bun in his mouth, and asked the vendor: "How much is it in total?"

"Seventy-three buns, one hundred and forty-six big coins. Just give one hundred and forty."

Shen Qing paid the bill, feeling a little embarrassed, and she managed to eat half full.

Practicing the Long Whale Swallowing Sun Art will certainly make your internal strength powerful, but the energy required is also astonishing.

When the internal energy is sufficient, ordinary warriors do not need to eat so much, but Shen Qing's internal energy is constantly improving, and he needs to absorb a large amount of essence at all times.

Relying on such ordinary food for nourishment is too inefficient and the conversion is extremely poor. If I directly take old medicine from last year, the expense is a bit unaffordable. I can't go back to my old business and sell Chunyang Powder at the door of a brothel again.

If it were really feasible, Shen Qing actually wouldn't care, but now that Qianzhou was in the midst of war, most of the brothels had closed down to avoid disaster, and they couldn't be sold even if they wanted to.

Without money, not only would she be unable to maintain her practice, but she would also have difficulty doing anything she wanted to do in the future.

Shen Qing needed a new way to make money, and it had to be a way that was far beyond the way he had gotten rich quickly through small investments.

Not only did she need money to maintain her practice, she also needed enough wealth to support a war as a backing.

After sorting out her thoughts, Shen Qing started on her journey again, heading towards Changling City. She was not in a hurry to travel, but walked and stopped from time to time, focusing more on her practice.

It has been only half a month since she left the imperial capital, and she has already made further progress in her cultivation and entered the eighth level of the acquired realm. With the support of her powerful inner strength, she has a force of nearly 4,000 kilograms with one arm. It is no joke for her to tear tigers and leopards apart with her alive. She already has some of the aura of a dragon whale.

The meridians were opened up, allowing her to practice at a higher speed, and reaching the innate realm is just around the corner.

The pleasure of increased strength made Shen Qing somewhat addicted to it. Now, the terrifying explosive power between every inch of muscle was the fantasy she had always dreamed of in her previous life.

Shen Qing has already experienced the power of the top masters, so she naturally will not be satisfied with the mere acquired realm. Even the master is far from her goal.