I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

Fifty li outside the city.

In the military camp under the rising sun, 50,000 troops formed a square formation. The well-trained regular soldiers stared ahead, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Opposite the military camp, banners belonging to various martial arts sects stood tall, and martial arts disciples dressed in different sect uniforms rubbed their hands together, their eyes filled with disdain.

Two hours before the battle in Mengzhou City began, the two forces had already clashed.

Their goals were all very simple.

Prevent them from going to Mengzhou City.

At this moment, in the military camp tent, General Sikong, with his sword in hand and a worried expression, stood with his sword in hand.

"Your Highness, this is not what we agreed upon. In addition to the Golden Saber Sect and the Sword Worship Sect, three of the ten major sects of Mengzhou have also participated in this rebellion. This situation is very unfavorable to us."

Beside General Sikong was the Ninth Princess, who had already changed into military attire.

Her expression was also extremely unpleasant.

"I originally thought the situation in Mengzhou wasn't this bad, but it turned out to be even more absurd than I imagined. If this malignant tumor is not removed sooner, the consequences are unimaginable."

"The issue now is not about removing the cancer, but about whether we can escape unscathed. There are at least five innate masters on the other side. How can we possibly defeat them?"

General Sikong paced back and forth in his tent, his expression visibly flustered.

Ultimately, his army was large in number but lacked overall strength.

Although he himself was a master of innate level, he had no other innate level masters under his command.

With such a huge disparity in high-end combat capabilities, how can we fight?

At this moment, the Ninth Princess stood up and said, "General, I have already secretly contacted the other five major sects. They have always been pro-court factions and have promised to send experts to help us."

"Where are they?!" General Sikong suddenly roared.

"So much time has passed! Where are the experts? Not a single one has shown up!"

The Ninth Princess remained silent.

She didn't blame General Sikong for being rude, because it was indeed her miscalculation.

She never expected that those sects, which had always been neutral, would directly side with the rebels.

And the sects that promised her that have never responded.

Just then, a soldier outside the door shouted an order.

"Reporting to the General! A fairy named Hong Fu is outside requesting an audience!"

Upon hearing this, General Sikong and the Ninth Princess were both delighted.

"Go and invite them quickly!"

This Fairy Hong Fu is a master of the Changhong Sword Sect, which is one of the five pro-imperial sects.

Since she has arrived, it must be the arrival of the masters promised by the five major sects.

The two rushed to greet them.

A woman dressed entirely in red, with a vermilion dot between her eyebrows, walked towards them carrying a sword.

Upon seeing the Ninth Princess, she slightly cupped her hands and said coldly.

"Your Highness, Hong Fu is here on behalf of the leaders of the five major sects to apologize. We are afraid we will not be able to come to offer our assistance as promised. Your Highness, please take care of yourself."

After speaking, Fairy Hongfu turned and left without offering any explanation, showing absolutely no respect.

The Ninth Princess stood there, completely stunned.

The slap in the face came so quickly that it made her face burn.

General Sikong's face also turned pale, and he roared in fury, "You scoundrels! You break your word! What kind of reputable sect are you? You're nothing but a bunch of cowardly rats!"

At this moment, Old Wu suddenly reached out and patted the Ninth Princess on the shoulder.

"Your Highness, what are your thoughts now?"

The Ninth Princess gave a bitter smile.

"Mr. Wu, I was too young. I thought I had won these allies after six months of work, but I didn't expect..."

"Your Highness need not take it to heart. This is your first time doing something, so failure is normal. You just underestimated the petty scheming among the righteous sects of the martial arts world. It's not your fault."

"But Old Wu..."

"Your Highness, rest assured. I am your last resort. With me here, what can five Innate Realm experts do?"

Old Wu smiled kindly, then exuded an aura of power.

moment.

General Sikong, who was still shouting, felt this imposing aura and his legs went weak, almost causing him to collapse.

"Third...Third-grade Innate Realm!"

……

At the same time, the martial arts alliance on the other side was also taken aback.

Countless experts simultaneously turned their gazes toward the military camp opposite them.

"What's going on! This soaring momentum!"

"There's no mistake! It's the aura of a third-grade primordial genius!"

"Who could it be? Sikong Wuhen definitely doesn't have that kind of power!"

In an instant, experts from all walks of life stepped forward, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was fervor, fear, and a desire to retreat.

“Mr. Plain Clothes, you didn’t tell us that the imperial court sent a third-rank Xiantian cultivator. We can’t help with this.”

Directly in front of the martial arts alliance, the masters from the five rebellious sects all looked behind them.

Mr. Plain Clothes, holding copper coins and divination sticks, slowly walked out.

Sensing Mr. Wu's presence, Mr. Buyi smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, everyone. The reason I didn't inform you is because you don't need to deal with this senior. All you need to do is kill Sikong Wuhen and capture the Ninth Princess alive."

Upon hearing this, the elder from the Sword Worship Sect spoke up in confusion.

"What do you mean? Does Mr. Bu Yi perhaps have invited a master we don't know about?"

"You will all find out soon."

The group exchanged glances but said nothing more.

The blue-robed elder from the Sword Worship Sect chuckled and said, "It seems that Brother Pei from the Golden Saber Sect already knew about this. No wonder he chose to go to Mengzhou City to kill that unknown junior cultivator."

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this.

A middle-aged woman dressed in white teased, "Brother Pei has really gotten old. He hasn't returned for so long. Anyone who didn't know better would think he went to Mengzhou City to enjoy himself."

The others were all joking, but Mr. Bu Yi remained silent.

For some reason, he felt something was wrong.

However, given Pei Wanchun's abilities, there shouldn't be any mistakes.

In the end, he chose to believe Pei Wanchun and turned to look at the old man from the Sword Worship Sect.

"Since Brother Pei has not yet returned, please let Sect Leader Ouyang lead everyone on his behalf."

The old man in blue stroked his white beard and confidently stepped to the front of the battle formation.

"Sikong Wuhen, we are old friends, there's no point in saying more. Hand over the Ninth Princess and withdraw your troops. Your martial arts skills shouldn't be wasted here."

The old man in blue's strong voice reached General Sikong's ears.

Although he was very unhappy with the Ninth Princess, General Sikong did not hesitate to put on his armor, take up his spear, and mount his horse.

He stepped forward, his face full of anger, and said, "Old man Ouyang, you traitors, what right do you have to shout! For what you have done today, I, Sikong Wuhen, will lead my army to raze your mountain gate to the ground!"

The old man in blue smiled dismissively.

"As expected of a loyal dog of the court, so be it. Since you don't appreciate it, then die."

After he finished speaking, two innate masters behind him attacked simultaneously, one male and one female, each wielding a different weapon, flanking Sikong Wuhen from both sides.

The latter also shouted loudly and raised his spear to fight back.

At the same time, the bugle sounded, and the two sides no longer hesitated and started fighting.

Instantly, the battlefield erupted in a flurry of swords and arrows, as individual warriors clashed with the soldiers' battle formations.

In a matter of moments, countless people were killed or injured.

Mr. Buyi looked at the remaining two innate masters.

"You two, come with me to capture the Ninth Princess!"

Swish swish!

The three immediately flew towards the central army on the opposite side. Just then, a violent aura suddenly soared into the sky.

It sent the three of them flying.

They stopped in their tracks, still shaken, and saw Old Wu emerge step by step, his entire body radiating purple true energy.

"Whoever injures His Highness shall die."

In an instant, Elder Wu disappeared from her spot, and the next second, she had already used her cane to directly slap a master of innate cultivation away.

It was only a difference of one rank, but it was like a crushing defeat, leaving no room for resistance.

The old man in blue felt a jolt in his heart and retreated several steps.

They were terrified that they would be the next ones to get beaten up.

At this moment, Mr. Plain Clothes was completely unaffected by the imposing aura and slowly walked forward.

"As expected of the Purple Demon Senior who was famous throughout Mengzhou fifty years ago, I am just a commoner and would like to learn from you."