Magic Martial Arts

For a while, it was unusually quiet, as if nothing had happened. However, this extraordinary quietness made people feel a sense of uneasiness, like the calm before the storm. Behind this surface peace, there seemed to be a carefully planned and unfathomable conspiracy. Although its existence could not be sensed at present, it was certain that this conspiracy was quietly brewing and would explode completely when the time was right.

Perhaps, only by being there can one truly feel the horror of this conspiracy. At this moment, all one can do is stay alert and be ready to deal with anything that may happen. Because, in this seemingly calm situation, any slight fluctuation may cause a storm.

"Snapped……"

Along with a dull sound, Wu Anshan on the throne slapped the armrests of the royal desk with both hands. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. His sharp eyes stared at everything in front of him, as if he wanted to tear the whole world apart.

At this moment, 'Wu Anshan' has obviously lost a lot of weight, his beard is still neat, but he looks a little haggard. However, his majesty as an 'emperor' has not diminished in the slightest. Instead, he gives people a visual sense that he is about to erupt like a volcano.

The ministers all lowered their heads and shrank their necks, and were all silent for a long time. Obviously, this was not the first time. The high and mighty 'Emperor Tianwu' was now frowning and venting his anger. Every time he vented, he felt an indescribable frustration and deep powerlessness.

"Who can tell me how the 300,000-strong vanguard army was captured? Who can tell me how the 300,000-strong vanguard army was defeated overnight? Who can tell me how the enemy swallowed up the 300,000-strong vanguard army without a single soldier?"

His tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze the entire space. His sharp gaze was like a sword, piercing straight at the ministers below, making them feel a sharp pain on their cheeks, but no one dared to make even the slightest sound.

Seeing the ministers below in complete silence, sitting high up on Wu'an Mountain, the anger in the heart of Emperor Tianwu grew stronger. His majestic eyes swept over everyone below, as if he wanted to see through their hearts. He suddenly swung his right hand downward, and with a loud "snap" sound, he slapped the armrest on one side again. The power of this palm was so great that the entire court was shaken.

At the same time, the angry roar of Emperor Tianwu sounded like thunder:

"Say!"

This roar, like a deafening thunder, resounded throughout the palace. Everyone trembled upon hearing the sound, and a sense of fear rose in their hearts. When they looked at the high seat again, they found that the handrail there was actually half missing, obviously Wu Anshan had snapped it in a slap in anger. The broken handrail was scattered on the ground, as if telling the endless anger in the heart of Emperor Wu Anshan at the moment.

Seeing that the emotions of 'Wu'an Mountain' were on the verge of exploding, the ministers were extremely terrified. At this moment, 'Wu'an Mountain' was like thin ice on the crater of a volcano, which could collapse and explode at any time.

At this critical moment, a skinny old man who was the first on the right among the ministers below took a step to the left resolutely. He raised his hands tremblingly and bowed his head towards the high Wu'an Mountain. The emperor of the Tianwu Empire bowed his hands and said:

"...Your Majesty, please calm down! This incident is really incredible, but as far as I know, Su Chen was originally a gifted fire magician. Based on this inference, it must be related to the mysterious "magic". In my opinion... perhaps we can try to restrain "magic" with "magic". We might as well ask the imperial court magician elders to come out and help, which can not only boost the morale of our army, but also prevent disasters before they happen... In addition, we can also inform the Wei family about the unfortunate death of "Wei Xiong". As the head of the four major families, how can the "Wei family" give up easily?"

The words were clear and well-reasoned, making them irrefutable. All the ministers nodded in agreement, even Wu Anshan, who was sitting high up in the seat, was no exception. A voice full of majesty, but with a much softer tone, sounded slowly:

"What Grand Master Wen said makes a lot of sense... In that case, let's leave this matter to Grand Master..."

"Your Majesty's order!"

This voice seemed to contain endless authority and power, causing everyone present to stand in awe.

The old man, who was called the "Grand Master", bowed respectfully and said he would do his best to complete the task. The atmosphere of the whole scene was solemn and dignified, as if foreshadowing the beginning of a "snowstorm".