Patrol Captain

Chen Yuan used the Size Control Technique, condensing his fiery cloud body into a gigantic form thousands of feet tall, embodying the laws of heaven and earth, transcending the heavens and no longer within the barrier.

A pair of golden eyes, like the sun, shone with two blazing golden rays, standing above Liangzhou City like a giant, facing the celestial beings of the upper realm across the void.

"Rumble"

As its colossal form appeared, the sky gradually darkened from afar, turning from day to night, day and night reversed, and the Milky Way lit up the horizon.

It dared to change the sun and moon, and change the sky; the scene was truly magnificent.

Thus, the sky was divided in two, one half for day and the other for night, separated by Chen Yuan and the six-armed celestial being, clearly distinct!
Chen Yuan stood tall in the sky, his hair flying wildly, his eyes burning fiercely, like a demon lord of the night, exuding a malevolent aura that chilled people to the bone.

Within the great array barrier of the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion, even breathing stopped.

"What is that?" someone asked, pointing to the six-armed celestial being that appeared in the sky, breathing rapidly.

“A celestial being, that’s a celestial being. I saw one in the battle in Shu half a year ago. There was another one there, who was killed by this Martial Saint surnamed Chen. He also became so terrifying and tall back then.” Someone’s voice trembled. At first, there was an indescribable excitement, but soon a surge of fear and lingering dread followed.

Some people quickly realized that this involved the old grudges and struggles between the Imperial Martial Saint and the celestial beings of the upper realm.

They had rashly meddled in, like a bunch of clowns; now some were dead, some were wounded, and their fate was not good. The crucial point was that the Martial Saint showed no signs of injury; his aura was like a vast ocean. Then, some renowned figures in the martial arts world, unable to contain their fear, turned to question the Liang King, their voices filled with shock and anger.
"Your Highness, what's going on?"

"You didn't say that the Martial Saint came for that legendary Celestial Being. This is something we shouldn't be getting involved in."

Some people couldn't help but question, their voices tinged with fear and a hint of exasperation.

At this moment, Xiao Zhongtian's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water. He suddenly turned his head, his eyes like those of a ferocious tiger, and locked his gaze on an old man with a wrinkled face and a panicked expression. Then, he suddenly grabbed at the old man.

The old man felt the air around him suddenly become as hard as steel, and his expression changed. "You..."

As he spoke, his robes billowed up instantly. Then, he tucked his hands and feet into his sleeves and trousers, and his neck and head into his collar, while a large amount of white steam billowed out of his collar.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhongtian's feet trembled, and two strands of golden energy shot up from the ground beneath his opponent's feet like lightning, flying into his sleeves.

Then, a powerful palm strike landed on the bulging robe several dozen feet away, leaving a clear and forceful palm print.

Then, a loud explosion.

The robe flew backward like a deflated balloon, accompanied by a scream, and the robe was visibly stained with crimson blood.

A furious roar erupted from within.

"Xiao Zhongtian, you've gone too far. I've fallen for your trick, just you wait and see."

Then, the robes, flying backwards, soared upwards, as if trying to escape into the distance.

At this moment, the Northern Liang cavalry surrounding the area unleashed a forest of cold blades, their blades flashing in unison as they slashed at the fleeing figure in a flurry of blows.

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The blade energy was as numerous as hairs on a cow, forming a net that stretched from top to bottom. The robe had no way to escape and could not dodge in time. It was hit by the dense blade energy layer by layer, tearing open one gash after another.

Each cut left a bloody mark, eventually forcing the robe back.

It crashed into the crowd with a thud, revealing the "cowardly" martial arts master who had been hiding there, coughing up blood.

The crowd gasped and dispersed, and before the old man could speak, a group of soldiers rushed forward like fearless killing machines, their blades engulfing the old man.

The old man roared, trying to unleash his Dharma form, but his primordial spirit was suppressed within his body, and his true energy and supernatural powers were also suppressed, so he could only resist with his physical body.

However, two fists can't fight four hands, and he was eventually hacked to death by a group of heavily armored soldiers, his body torn to pieces. A final, cold glint of light severed his head!

It is the newly established heir of Northern Liang.

The new crown prince, carrying the old man's still-present head, held it before his father, the old man's spirit still intact. His eyes swept around the room, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Those who disrupt the morale of the army shall die!"

Then, holding his head, he knelt on one knee before the King of Beiliang.
"Father, you are a man of great talent and military prowess, with the world in your heart. Now that things have come to this, how can we allow ourselves to be manipulated by others? We beg you, Father, to start an uprising and issue the military orders!"

"With the help of the Heavenly Beings, the sages of the Northern Liang Royal Palace are gathered here, and a million soldiers are deployed outside. This is a fortunate event. Why should we fear too much? Even if Chen Yuan can kill one, a hundred, or a thousand people, he can still kill millions of people in Northern Liang."

"I refuse to believe that a Martial Saint can bear such karmic consequences!"

"I implore my father to make a wise judgment!"

Seeing an opportunity in the face of danger, Crown Prince Xiao Ye urged his father to start an uprising. His voice was firm and his eyes were sharp. He was not afraid; on the contrary, he was burning with rage.

They had already discussed the timing of the uprising internally, but now, Chen Yuan, this uninvited guest, had interrupted the Prince's plans, leaving them with no choice but to make a decisive move.

Now, the imperial envoy has been detained on the spot by the Liang King, and the invited guests have been dragged into the mess. In addition, the Northern Liang King's Palace is in cahoots with the celestial beings of the upper realm. Once everyone realizes what's happening, the palace will fall apart without the imperial court even having to exert pressure.

Therefore, a decision must be made as soon as possible!

As the new crown prince spoke, his entourage rose to power.
"This humble general begs Your Highness to raise an army!"

"Your Majesty, I implore you to raise an army!"

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As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of clashing armor rang out, and soldiers knelt down on one knee, filling the entire area.

Those powerful figures standing out among the soldiers had different expressions: some were terrified, some were at a loss, and some had shifty eyes, struggling and hesitant.

"Gentlemen, things have come to this point. Do you still harbor any illusions? Do you wait to be settled by that Martial Saint Chen? Why not follow my royal family to conquer the world, make great achievements, and settle this score? Do I need to teach you how to do it?"

Prince Xiao Ye's eyes were dark and his voice was cold, reaching the ears of the surrounding people.

The armored soldiers all around had eyes as cold as knives, ready to pounce at any moment.

Some people have no way out, while others have no choice now, because if they don't make a choice, the chaotic blades of the Northern Liang cavalry will fall on them, just like that famous martial arts master from earlier, who ended up being hacked to death by a hail of blades.

"I am willing to serve Your Highness!"

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One by one, the figures bent down and made their choices.

As Xiao Zhongtian, the King of Beiliang, looked at the kneeling armored soldiers and bowing figures, his gloomy gaze gradually deepened, and within it rose a flame that had not been lit for many years.

However, he noticed that among these people, there were some who stood out from the crowd and refused to bend down.

Among them, the group from Dongxuan Mountain on the outskirts stood out the most.

Xiao Zhongtian's eyes flashed coldly as he gave the order to the Crown Prince.

"Kill all those who disobey!"

"Issue the order to mobilize the troops at the front."

"Get ready!" (End of Chapter)