Patrol Captain

"court death!"

As the group from Langya Cave Heaven searched for the speaker, the old man on the left, wearing a cloak with tortoise shell patterns, suddenly shot his gaze in a certain direction within the crowd. His thick, fiery eyebrows stood up, and he let out a cold snort, revealing his violent temper.

With a flick of his sleeve, a streak of fire shot through the air toward the speaker, covering a distance of only a mile.

The flames shot out rapidly, carrying intense heat, accompanied by the clamor and gasps of those around them.

The figures retreated hastily, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

The person who was targeted was a man wearing a straw hat. His expression changed, and he quickly leaped into the air and dispersed with the crowd.

As a result, the flames locked onto the energy source, abruptly changed direction, and relentlessly pursued it.

Outside the city gate, there was a dense crowd of people, chasing each other like a hornet's nest being stirred up, jumping and scrambling, causing a commotion.

Just then, the gate tower opened wide, and a beam of cold light shot out.

"when!"

A muffled explosion.

The cold light shattered the flames, revealing a halberd with gleaming blades.

The next second, a deafening roar erupted from the sky, and a terrifying aura surged forth.

The great array above the city wall trembled, and the entire city wall rustled as if a giant dragon had awakened. Beams of silver light shot down, and silver leaves condensed into a figure outside the city wall, from which a hand reached out.

The halberd that pierced through the flames immediately hummed and shot backward, flying into the large hand.

Then, silver leaves scattered, and a young man with gleaming silver hair and eyes that shone like lightning stepped out from the air, exuding a murderous aura.

This man's eyes were like lightning, his silver hair was flying, and he stared at the group from Langya Cave Heaven before suddenly speaking.

"These are extraordinary times. The entire city is under lockdown. If you wish to enter the city, you must abide by the rules here."

"This is not a place for you to act recklessly!"

The silver-haired man exuded the aura of Musashi, his halberd in hand highlighting his imposing presence, a murderous aura swirling in his eyes, his face expressionless.

This person's appearance drew attention and astonishment. He was young, with brilliant silver hair, and possessed martial arts skills. Facing the martial arts experts in Langya Cave, his aura was even stronger.

The group from Wudao Mountain, who had just landed on the flying boat, opened their eyes wide upon seeing the silver-haired youth, wondering if they were seeing things.

"That looks like Junior Brother Quanzhen?" The disciple from Wudao Mountain, who was waving a white jade paper fan, stopped waving his fan, his face showing shock, and he could hardly recognize him.

The other disciples also widened their eyes, their faces showing surprise.

For example, the true disciple of Wudao Mountain, who carried a sword on his back, wore a black robe, and exuded a sharp aura, was the only one among these true disciples to break through the Musou level. He was burdened with the heavy responsibility of the sect and was preparing to compete for the Dragon and Tiger Ranking at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. At this moment, when he saw his fellow disciple, he felt the sword on his back groaning. He was startled and clenched his fist, thinking, "How could this be?"

"Hey, it really is that kid. This kid has changed a lot. He actually broke through Musashi's level. I almost didn't recognize him." At this moment, the black-bearded man exclaimed in surprise. After careful examination, it really was him. His tone became more lively.

Very surprised!

This junior disciple has changed a lot, not only in terms of cultivation level, but also in the aura emanating from his body!

With his cultivation level, he could naturally see that this junior disciple was filled with an astonishing murderous aura, exuding a domineering presence.

This is something that cannot be nurtured in Wudao Mountain.

At this moment, this junior disciple, facing the group of half-step dragon-tiger from Langya Cave Heaven, showed no fear whatsoever, but instead spoke with sharp and intimidating words.

The more I looked, the more amazed I became.

"Let's go, we can't just watch our disciples get bullied by those guys from Langya Cave Heaven," he said, unable to contain himself any longer, and was about to release his aura and reveal himself.

The next second, a hand grabbed his arm.

The elderly man in a turban beside him stopped him, saying, "No rush."

"Since Junior Nephew Zhao is here, it seems that his master Ling Yunzi and Yangshan are in the city."

At this point, a strange light gleamed in the old man's eyes. "Aren't you surprised that Junior Nephew Zhao seems to be able to manipulate the city's grand formation, and that the city gate guards seem to take it for granted? That's quite intriguing."

"The message from Yangshan is about this junior disciple who gave up his spot and chose to train in Shu."

"It seems this junior apprentice has been through a lot; let's see how he handles it."

The old man in the turban, waving a feather fan, smiled and tilted his head slightly, looking at the distant city wall and the silver-haired youth standing in mid-air!
At this moment, near the city wall, Zhao Quanzhen stood with his halberd across his hand. The group from Langya Cave Heaven did not recognize this true disciple of Wudao Mountain. After all, there were countless blessed lands and grotto heavens, and compared to them, Zhao Quanzhen was just an "unknown nobody" before.

The expressions on the faces of the group changed, revealing a coldness.

They were used to being high and mighty, and their reputation spread throughout the world. Wherever they went, everyone treated them with utmost courtesy and respect, giving them face.

Even when his disciples traveled, local tycoons and officials would treat them with utmost respect and even fawn over them upon hearing his name!

After all, in the world of martial arts, strength is a privilege.

What should have been a simple matter—to be allowed into the city—was met with a reprimand from the city's guards, right in front of a large crowd.

For these people from Langya Cave Heaven, it was a loss of face, leaving them stuck in this awkward situation. They had arrived with such ease and confidence; were they really supposed to slink back now and join the queue at the back?
Wouldn't that be a joke!
"It's just going into the city, why all the fuss?"

"Young man, don't take a trivial matter too seriously. Leave some room for maneuver in your actions." The old man, wearing a tortoise-shell patterned cloak, spoke with a fiery tone, his eyes full of anger.

He even felt that he had been quite patient.

Zhao Quanzhen frowned. These people always followed their own set of rules. This was not the martial arts world, but a battlefield.

In these extraordinary times, the ancestral mountain outside the city has attracted great demons and monsters, and all sorts of evil spirits and demons have gathered here. Being in the midst of this situation, they truly know that this is the time when the situation is most likely to get out of control and cause chaos. He and his master, along with eight other warriors, were entrusted by the Ninth Mountain to directly guard the city walls and keep a close watch.

"I told you, these are the rules!"

"Get out!"

He frowned and refused without hesitation.

Then, with a shake of his halberd, the great formation immediately trembled and thundered, and a shower of silver light poured down, pressing down on the dozen or so people from Langya Cave.

A powerful, overwhelming pressure surged forth, whipping up a fierce wind. A shout of "Retreat!" resounded through the void.

Silver light poured down, carrying the heavy power of stars, causing the air to stagnate, like a giant wave pressing down on the group, trying to make them back down.

"That's unreasonable!"

"How dare you, you brat, lay a hand on me?"

The two old men seemed to have been provoked, remaining motionless. They clapped their hands together and slapped them towards the sky, causing a sharp sound to shatter the incoming silver light.

The middle-aged man in black robes, who was the leader, stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind. His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the fierce patterns on his clothes seemed to come alive. He let out a loud roar, which shattered the silver light that was pressing down on him, turning it into countless starlight. His body remained completely still.

This was like setting off a powder keg.

On the city gate tower, the garrison commander of the north city drew his sword, spat, and shouted, "Dare to resist!"

Damn it, now is not the time to indulge these scoundrels' bad habits. If they all do this, the city will be in chaos.

He immediately followed the instructions given above and shouted, "Beat the drums!"

"dong dong dong"

The drumbeats immediately began.

Then, with a series of "whoosh" sounds, from the city wall, people in black armor drew their swords and raised them.

On the wide city wall, amidst the battlements, horses galloped out from both sides of the wall, their hooves shaking the wall and creating a deafening roar.

That wasn't all. Suddenly, two streaks of light shot through the air from both sides of the distant city wall and rushed to the city gate.

A crimson blade of energy and a pair of fiery wheels slashed fiercely towards the group struggling against the silver light of the great formation. The two Musashi guarding the northeast and northwest corners of the northern city attacked without hesitation.

The North Gate, with its nine gates, slammed shut with a series of clicks, then was covered by the light curtain of the great formation.

Upon seeing this spectacle, the various experts standing outside were in an uproar and quickly transformed into streaks of light, shooting in all directions to avoid being accidentally injured.

In just a few breaths, the once calm North City was set ablaze, alarming this massive war machine.

A barrage of blades and arrows rained down on the group from Langya Cave.

The great formation trembled, and countless silver leaves shot down, cutting through the void and emitting sharp, ear-piercing explosions, filling the sky and sealing off the void.

Then, two figures, like hungry tigers, rushed in and unleashed a barrage of attacks.

It's Mad Saber Yuwen Guang and Mountain-Shaking Tiger Huyan Qing!

They rushed over as soon as they heard the drumbeats; this was all planned in advance.

The group from Langya Cave never expected that they would cause such a stir.

The disciples, who had been so arrogant, now looked somewhat panicked. They summoned their Dao soldiers, scattering the silver arrows and gathering them together.

"Elder!"

"Uncle!"

The two elders were extremely shocked and furious. They unleashed their Dao soldiers to block a long sword and two flying wheels. The powerful aura of the late-stage Musashi surged out, shattering the silver leaves flying around them.

These people are simply outrageous! They're just entering the city, is that some kind of divine law they've broken?
"That's unreasonable!"

What's wrong with you all?!

Hu Yanqing and Yuwen Guang, however, disregarded everything. Protected by a powerful formation, they were utterly unafraid and unleashed a flurry of wind and fire attacks with their blades.

Hu Yanqing immediately launched into a tirade of curses, displaying a thuggish and bandit-like demeanor.

"Your resistance means you're allies with demons. Don't treat this place as a playground for your arrogance, you fools!"

Zhao Quanzhen, surrounded by swirling silver leaves, pointed at the leader with a halberd in hand, his eyes flashing like lightning.

"Please, Your Excellency, take your disciples and leave immediately!"

The middle-aged man in black, who was leading the group, narrowed his eyes, a fierce glint flashing within them. He released a powerful aura befitting a half-step Dragon-Tiger, and his voice was deep and resonant.
"You have insulted my Langya Grotto Heaven like this."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Quanzhen formed a hand seal, pointed his sword upwards, and leaped into the sky. Instantly, the heavens and earth trembled, followed by a series of whooshing sounds that echoed through the vast sky.

Above the sky, the colossal tree, Cangtian, unleashed its divine power, with branches as if crafted from divine metal hanging down from the heavens, winding around Zhao Quanzhen like dragons.

Zhao Quanzhen's eyes flashed like lightning. With a shout, he pointed his halberd downwards as if a divine weapon had descended. The silver and gold branches tore through the void, emitting a sharp crack, and shot towards the leading man in black robes with terrifying force.

The man in black finally changed his expression, swallowed the rest of his words, and retreated rapidly.

But retreating at this point is clearly too late.

The branches of the sacred tree of Yinshan covered the sky and tore through the void, growing out of the void and quickly locking the void within a radius of several miles, forming a tree cage.

From inside came shouts of shock and anger, as well as a series of ear-piercing, violent explosions.

Outside the city, the various demons and monsters that had transformed into birds and beasts scattered about looked at the sacred Yinshan tree, which was displaying its power, with fear and envy, whispering among themselves.

"The soldiers here are so domineering. They are martial arts experts from Langya Cave Heaven. And it's not a big deal. Why did they have to take action?" Someone gasped. It seemed like a bloodbath that was just caused by entering the city gate.

"Brother, you must be from out of town?" Someone glanced sideways, his voice carrying a hint of frivolity and sneer. "I advise you to learn about the situation here before you enter the city. This is where the Jiannan Dao Fusi is located, the front line of the demon battlefield. A killing god once came from here. The soldiers he led don't care where you come from, but you must abide by the rules here."

"Otherwise, do you think everyone will obediently queue up? Once you understand what has happened on this land, you'll understand."

"This is going to be quite a spectacle! Ha!"

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Among the crowd, the disciples of Wudao Mountain saw their fellow disciple Zhao Quanzhen, in full view of everyone, fight against the half-step Dragon-Tiger of Langya Cave Heaven. Although they knew that he was using the power of the giant tree in the sky, the momentum was simply fierce!

As fellow disciples of the same lineage, they were deeply moved at that moment, but also felt a tremendous gap between them.

I was curious as to why this fellow disciple had suddenly become so amazing.

This is the question in their minds.

Meanwhile, pairs of eyes were fixed on the silver tree cage.

About half a cup of tea later, a loud bang was heard.

One after another, figures flew backward, tumbling through the air before crashing to the ground.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

A group of disciples from Langya Cave Heaven crashed into the ground like cannonballs, leaving one crater after another, looking utterly disheveled.

Then came two shouts of surprise and anger, and the two old men shot out, their hair disheveled, one of them even losing his hairpin.

Finally, the man in black robes who was in the lead, with a cold gaze, roared out.

The man flew out and landed, looking at the younger generation climbing out of the pit, looking utterly disheveled.

His gaze swept across the sky and the ground, where countless eyes converged, like needles pricking him, finally causing him to break down and his face to turn pale.

He turned his head to face the sky and stared intently at Zhao Quanzhen and the other two who were standing in mid-air.

Finally, a few words escaped his throat, tinged with dark anger and shock.

"let's go!"

Having said that, his sleeves transformed into flowing, wide sleeves, and with a wave of his hand!
A group of people transformed into a black wind and departed.

Outside the city, all sorts of strange and wicked people looked at each other, their little thoughts quickly suppressed.

You'd better just wait in line!
"Brilliant!"

A cheer erupted.

One of the male disciples from Wudao Mountain felt exhilarated and shouted.

Zhao Quanzhen, looking up from the sky, spotted them and his gaze sharpened.

He cupped his hands in this direction, then turned and stepped into the city wall, disappearing from the city gate tower.

This put the group from Wudao Mountain in a rather awkward position.

However, not long after, the Nine Gates reopened.

A man in blue armor rode his horse out of the city and came before the group from Wudao Mountain.

"Gentlemen, Zhao Wuzang invites you!"

The man in blue armor dismounted, clasped his hands in a polite gesture, and then led his group through the array of light barriers as if no one else was there, entering the city.

Those around them looked at each other in bewilderment.

Thinking back to Langya Cave Heaven just now, the difference is so huge.

Damn it, connections really matter when you're traveling! (End of Chapter)