After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"It's been many years since there has been a conflict of this scale in the martial arts world."

"Yes, I don't know when it started, but those supreme experts disappeared. The strongest people we know of are only Grandmasters. Where did this ancient palace come from?"

"This group of people came with great force. Even knowing that there is a sage in charge of the northern frontier, they still dare to come and demand an explanation. Could it be that they also have a sage in charge of the northern frontier?"

People in the martial arts world were buzzing with discussion, and their gazes toward the powerful figures in the ancient palace had changed.

Chen Futu led his group out of the camp and faced the powerful figures of the Asura Hall. The Asura Hall Master opposite them had a ghost mask on his face, and his aura alone was enough to make people wary.

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and asked, "What brings the Asura Palace Master here in such a menacing manner?"

"Chen Futu, you harmed my son! How can I let this go?" the Asura Palace Master said sinisterly.

"Heh, you've traveled thousands of miles to wreak havoc in the Northern Frontier, and you say it has nothing to do with me? What, is your Ancient Palace too arrogant, or is my Northern Frontier too weak to wield a sword?"

"What does the northern frontier matter in the face of the overwhelming trend!"

Several palace guards glared menacingly. The man in green spoke up, "To attack ordinary people and cause bloodshed—is this how your Ancient Palace operates? No wonder you want to cooperate with the Great Qian Dynasty; you're all in cahoots!"

"Sharp-tongued and cunning, if we don't destroy you today, how can the ancient palace stand in this world!"

There was no point in saying more when the other side was about to attack. Qingyi, Diaochan, Ake, and Ji Wuchen all stepped forward. As they were Saints, they naturally had to be the first to act.

Just then, four guardian elders arrived from the opposite direction, one for each of them, which was just right.

Sensing the presence of Qingyi and the others, the martial artists were filled with dread.

"There really are saints in the Northern Frontier, and more than one. Which of you is the Sword Saint Li, and which one is the Sage Confucius?"

An old man stepped forward; he emerged from the spectators and did not belong to either side.

Upon seeing the kind-faced old man, the Lord of the Asura Palace said unhappily, "Old ghost Tai, is your Shouyang Mountain going to get involved too?"

"Hehe, Palace Master, don't worry. My Tianyang Academy is aloof from worldly affairs and will not get involved in worldly conflicts."

It turned out he was from Tianyang Academy, and he came here only for the Confucian sage.

Chen Futu knew his thoughts and laughed, "The Confucian Sage is not here. If the seniors of Tianyang Academy really want to see the Confucian Sage, why not join forces with me to defeat the Ancient Palace first?"

"Your Majesty is too kind. The purpose of Tianyang Academy is only to teach and nurture people. I'm afraid we cannot comply with your orders."

The old man was slightly disappointed; he had come hoping to meet the Confucian sage.

The rarest thing in the world is a Confucian sage. Even Tianyang Academy only has two Confucian sages in charge. Such beings are extremely extraordinary and their strength far surpasses that of ordinary cultivators.

"Since the Sage of Confucianism is not here, I will not disturb your enjoyment any longer. I only hope that after the battle, I will have the honor of meeting the Sage Confucius."

After the old man finished speaking, he withdrew from the battle, and instantly the two sides erupted in a fierce killing intent as they clashed.

"kill!"

At a certain moment, Chen Futu and the Lord of the Asura Palace gave the same order, and the two sides suddenly clashed.

The group of people in blue robes at the head of the group welcomed the four Dharma Protectors.

They shifted their battleground as soon as they clashed. The war between saints had too wide an impact and inevitably harmed their own people, so only Grandmasters and below remained in the circle.

The only Grandmaster in the Northern Frontier is Tianjizi. Chen Futu sensed that there were no fewer than ten Grandmasters in the Ancient Palace, and countless others below the Grandmaster level.

Overall, the Asura Hall, one of the six branches of the Ancient Palace, is stronger than the Northern Frontier. If all the powerful figures of the Ancient Palace were to come out in full force, not only would the Northern Frontier be unable to withstand them, but even the combined forces of all the other nations might not be a match for them.

This is the source of the ancient palace's arrogance and domineering attitude!

Although the Northern Frontier lacked Grandmaster-level combat power, Guan Yu and the others broke through to the Grandmaster level after taking the system pills and continued to break through with the help of the medicine, reaching the late Grandmaster stage. With their strength, they were more than capable of dealing with ordinary Grandmasters.

"Guan's sword is not meant to harm the old or the young!"

Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade suppressed an elderly Grandmaster, who gritted his teeth and said, "You don't kill the old and the young, yet you're so ruthless!"

That's because you're selling the first item at the top.

"furious!"

Guan Yu truly lived up to his reputation as the Martial Saint of the original world. His Spring and Autumn Blade Technique manifested on the Green Dragon Blade, with a faint dragon's roar emanating from it, which was truly awe-inspiring. This shows that he not only broke through the realm, but also his own sword intent.

As for Huo Qubing, with Chen Yuling cheering him on, his fighting strength was extremely formidable.

"The Qilin arrives, the Phoenix soars. The valiant cavalry champions, their bravery abounds."

"With Ma Chao here, is your head safe and sound?"

Ma Chao single-handedly killed a Grandmaster-level early-stage expert, his spear tip piercing the head and bathing in blood, displaying his imposing presence.

This scene sent chills down the spines of the spectators.

"How could this be?"

"He was clearly only at the late stage of Grandmaster, so how could he defeat a Grandmaster!"

At this moment, the fighting prowess of the fierce general of the northern frontier was displayed to the world without reservation for the first time.

Then look at Dian Wei, his twin halberds flying, fighting six grandmasters alone, instantly injuring three of them, and suppressing the remaining three. He was like a tiger or leopard descending the mountain, his roar shaking the soul.

Gan Ning and his companions were equally impressive, especially Yang Zaixing, who wielded his gun with incredible skill, moving with unparalleled ease. "That's exhilarating! That's exhilarating!"

He loved charging into enemy lines alone, and his death at Xiaoshang Bridge was a regret. Now that he has arrived in the martial arts world, his combat power has been enhanced, and he can fight with great gusto.

The most powerful master on Chen Futu's side is none other than Long Luo.

She was a peerless prodigy, no less than Qingyi. At a young age, she had already comprehended the Sword God, and was only one step away from becoming a Grandmaster. Ordinary Grandmasters do not understand the Sword God, they only have the sword momentum. She alone had three mid-to-late stage Grandmasters and still firmly suppressed them. She used the Azure Lotus Sword Song with unparalleled skill. Even Li Taibai could not do better than her when he used the Azure Lotus Sword Song at her level.

"Let's join forces today and crush them!"

Hua Yu and Tian Ji Zi blocked the other Grandmasters, and even just engaging them in combat bought them a lot of time.

The situation on the high-end battlefield is at a stalemate. If the fighting continues like this, the final victory will definitely be in the Northern Frontier. This is because everyone has discovered that the Northern Frontier's several fierce generals are growing at an absurdly fast pace. At first, they were evenly matched with their opponents, but as time went on, they were able to suppress or even kill their opponents.

If things continue like this, several of our fierce generals could reach the Grandmaster level at any time after this battle.

Chen Futu turned his gaze to the battlefield below the Grandmaster level. Even with the disciples of the three major forces in the Northern Frontier joining forces, they could not withstand the onslaught of the Asura Palace. The gap in combat strength between the two sides at the bottom level was too great. It was only Qin Liangyu and Ge Fei who were able to hold them off. The others were no match for them. So far, twenty or thirty disciples from the three major forces had died in battle.

"Big brother, let the silly girl take action."

Little Whitey was munching on a chicken leg, tilting his head and still looking silly.

Chen Futu shook his head. "Not for now. I have other methods."