Chapter 1 Tribulation
On a sparsely populated wilderness trail, a group of people were moving forward in an orderly and steady pace.

There were dozens of prison vans in the team, each covered with a thick black oilcloth, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

More than a hundred soldiers escorted them along the way, wearing uniform military uniforms, and they were obviously regular troops.

With such an escort configuration, no one would dare to attack them unless they were crazy or stupid.

Call——

The team reined in their horses and stopped moving forward.

Hey, guess what? The robbers just showed up.

"Hey! I opened this mountain and planted these trees. If you want to pass through here, you have to pay me money to get through!"

"Are you fucking crazy? Do you know who you're robbing? Get out of here!"

"Your grandpa's grandma's grandpa! Do you know who I am? Get down here and kowtow to me, your ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, the officer couldn't help but blurt out a few words of national quintessence, and then wanted to dismount and teach this ignorant brat a lesson.

The officer beside him reached out to stop him, "Don't waste time, the mission is more important."

"You two, go and kill him."

The two infantrymen received the order, drew their sabers, and rushed towards the robber without caring about their relatives.

"go to hell!"

The two sabers flashed with cold sharpness, raised above the head, and then chopped down at the man.

However, before the sabers could fall, the two men flew backwards like sandbags.

The robber raised his face, revealing an unrealistically young face under his hood, with a feminine appearance and a complexion as white as jade. Four dazzling spirit rings slowly emerged under his feet.

Yellow, purple, purple, black!
The two leading officers subconsciously looked at each other, as if trying to get confirmation from each other that there was nothing wrong with their eyes and they were not mistaken.

"This kid is actually a Soul Sect, and he also possesses the Thousand Year Second Ring and the Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring."

"So what? He's alone. You and I will attack together and kill him as quickly as possible. Then, we'll immediately escort the 'cargo' away from here."

The two men looked back at the dozens of trucks of "cargo" behind them and quickly reached an agreement.

"Okay, let's take action together."

The two of them released their respective martial spirits at the same time, one was a five-ring soul king and the other was a four-ring soul master.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move; if the enemy wants to move, I will move first.

The fourth soul ring of ten thousand years quietly rose up - the fourth soul skill, Purple Thunder Hell.

With the instant use of soul skills, nine thunder chains appeared out of thin air and imprisoned the two people like dumplings with lightning speed.

The immobilization lasts for five seconds, during which the enemy cannot move, the efficiency of soul power circulation is reduced by 50%, and will continue to suffer lightning damage.

"Do it!"

Following the order from the young robber, dozens of elite soul masters in black and red uniforms rushed out from the dense forest and surrounded the entire team from the front and back.

In a blink of an eye, the two sides began fighting each other.

In order to prevent the escort team's carriage from being frightened and out of control, they even gave up the advantage of using long-range soul-guided artillery shells and chose to fight them in close combat.

However, the result is the same.

It's like everyone goes out at level 15 with 20,000 yuan in their pocket, and asks them to face a group of little Karamis who don't even have a big move.

When a pack of wolves invades a flock of sheep, it is simply a one-sided massacre.

In just a few minutes, the originally full-strength escort soldiers fell one after another like mowing grass.

"Ayun, is everything resolved?"

A deputy general named Ayun came up to him and saluted respectfully, "Your Highness, we have the situation under control. However, there are some things that I would like you to take a look at in person." "Okay. You guys, keep an eye on them."

"Yes!"

The soul master officer who was once so arrogant and domineering has now become a prisoner.

The two men came to the prison van, and Ayun lifted a corner of the black oilcloth to allow his prince to see what was inside.

The sounds of fighting coming from outside had already made these "cargoes" frightened.

Therefore, when a light shone into the dark, enclosed space, they quickly moved away from the light, huddled in a corner of the narrow space, and shivered.

"There won't be dozens of cars full of these delicate beauties, right?"

Ayun nodded and said, "Your Highness, this is indeed the case. There are six to eight girls in each prisoner car, all of them ordinary women without soul power."

"Your Highness, what should we do now? How should we deal with them?"

what to do? Salad!

They are now alone deep in the rebel territory. If they bring such a group of burdens with them, their mobility and concealment will be greatly reduced, and if they are not careful, the entire army will be wiped out.

However, if we just let them go like this, it would definitely not work.

These weak women were powerless and were set free in this unfamiliar place where war could break out at any time. It was unknown whether they could survive.

And they are very likely to reveal their marching routes and arouse the vigilance of the rebels.

Can't let it go, can't take it away, it seems that there is only one last option left.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

"They are just a bunch of weak women, they can't cause any trouble. Leave them alone for now and bring those two officials here for questioning."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Ayun turned and left, and soon brought the two of them to the presence of his own prince.

"Your Majesty!"

The two officers still wanted to act tough, holding their heads high and refusing to kneel. Ayun went straight up and kicked each of them, shattering their kneecaps and forcing them to crawl on the ground obediently.

The Soul King officer endured the severe pain in his knee and continued to speak shamelessly, "I am under the command of Duke Wei Lin. Who the hell are you? How dare you dare to tamper with him?"

"Actually, given your status, you're not worthy of knowing who I am. But if knowing my identity can make our communication more direct and enjoyable, I can mercifully tell you."

"Oh? I'd like to know how great you are."

"Listen carefully, I am the Sixth Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, Xu Tiance."

Hearing this, the Soul King officers were dumbfounded and couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with their ears.

Who did he say he was?
What are the Six Emperors?
Six what?

What prince? Prince!!
"I have satisfied your curiosity. Now it's your turn to answer my questions."

"How could the Sixth Prince appear here? If you want to make it up, make it more convincing."

Xu Tiance raised his knife and stabbed it directly into his left shoulder. Blood flowed along the blade.

"Don't try to test my patience. First question, where are you taking all these girls? What's your purpose?"

"No comment..."

Before he could finish his words, he let out a shrill scream. Xu Tiance slowly turned his wrist, and the saber mercilessly stirred his flesh and blood.

"How could you go back on your word and lie to me? Why can't people be more sincere and trusting of each other?"

(End of this chapter)

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