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

Even without Wang Qianshan's mention, Chen Futu almost forgot that he still possessed the mysterious Flat Heaven Ruler and Heavenly Secret Plate. These two inheritances were unknown to outsiders after leaving Lizhou. If he could find any clues, Qingyi and that old geezer Tianjizi would be very happy.

Chen Futu entrusted the task of investigating the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan family to the Zilu Academy, and then set off for Giant Wood City.

Meanwhile, Chen Futu and his family encountered an accident while on vacation on the grassland.

"Your Majesty, the Shadow Guards monitoring the Ice Clan have sent word that the Ice Clan has been wiped out."

Ake's figure condensed in front of him like black mist.

Chen Futu's hand holding the roasted meat trembled. "What did you say?"

"The entire Ice Clan has been annihilated. The news that just came back is absolutely true."

"understood."

Chen Futu tossed the skewers onto the grill, and Ake vanished without a trace.

Li Xiuning and Qin Liangyu quickly came forward. They had heard what Ake had just said and found it unbelievable. How could the Ice Clan, with its strength, be wiped out, especially since the Ice Clan had reached a trade agreement with the Great Xia?

"As the strongest and last tribe on the grasslands, the Ice Tribe can be wiped out silently by anyone except those from the Central Plains. Unless a powerful force from outside crosses the Black Sand Sea and launches a surprise attack on the Ice Tribe along the Onon Sea."

Chen Futu remembered that when the Southern Jiang were pacified last time, the system said that the connection between the Great Xia and the Ice Clan had been strengthened. Not only could the Ancestral Sacrifice leave the Ice Clan, but his cultivation level would even increase after leaving.

How could an old man who is so close to an ancient sage not be able to protect the clan behind him?

Thinking of this, Chen Futu looked at the four beauties and concubines such as Yan Qing playing around the camp.

"Father, hug me—"

Just then, Chen Changsheng ran over and grabbed Chen Futu's leg.

Chen Futu was both amused and exasperated. He lifted Changsheng high in the air and said, "Changsheng, how about playing with your mother? Your father has some things to do."

"I want to come along."

Chen Changsheng waved his little hands and hugged Chen Futu's neck tightly.

Li Xiuning raised her hand and slapped his buttocks. "You brat, get off your father!"

"No!"

Chen Changsheng turned his face away in strong resistance. He was a mischievous boy, showered with love and affection. The more he was told not to do something, the more he would do it.

This commotion caused Chen Ling'er, who was riding on Xiao Qing and holding a baby bottle, to immediately bite the nipple and stretch out her little hands, babbling in a childish voice.

Qin Liangyu affectionately pinched her cheek and said to Chen Futu, "Go ahead, we can take care of the children."

Chen Futu nodded, kissed the two children's cheeks, and then called to Xiaobai, who was bending over digging for beggar's chicken.

Upon hearing this, Dian Wei quickly replied, "My lord, I'll go too!"

Li Yuanba went south with Zhuge Liang, Guan Yu, Gan Ning and others to conquer the Han Sea. Chen Futu's only personal guards now are Xiao Bai and Dian Wei.

When Little White heard that a fight was about to break out, he immediately grabbed a beggar's chicken and followed along, shouting, "Little White wants to fight!"

"Report!"

Suddenly, a member of the Imperial Guard rushed over and said, "Your Majesty, the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue is engaged in a fierce battle with a mysterious person in the Onon Sea, and the whereabouts of Zuji are unknown."

"Set off immediately. Three hundred elite guards will accompany you, and the rest will stay behind to protect the Empress."

"Here!"

Chen Futu set off with Xiaobai, Dian Wei, and three hundred personal guards.

With the protection of four beauties who had reached the peak of the Saintly Path, Qin Liangyu's safety was not a problem. However, Qin Liangyu was cautious, so she did not set up camp again. Instead, she had everyone pack their things and took the two children to the royal court.

Yue Fei remains stationed at the royal court, with his main army stationed around it. Given that this is within the Great Xia territory, the overall combat strength is amplified. If the four beauties join forces to unleash the ultimate move, Qingpingdu, along with the army's military spirit, they can even fight against a peak Saint King.

On the other side, Chen Futu, Dian Wei, and Xiao Bai crossed the river first, and the three hundred personal guards could arrive later.

On the frozen and snowy sea of ​​Onan, the martial arts battle of the Chan Sect unfolded under the moon. The black shadow, like venom, was amplified by the fierce battle. The black holy laws of the karmic fire also interacted, and the stench stirred up thousands of feet of waves.

The two were locked in fierce combat, and the Ice Clan below suffered heavy casualties. The Ice Clan's Holy King was killed on the icy plateau, his blood staining the glaring snow a desolate sight. Other Ice Clan saints were torn to pieces, their blood-soaked corpses scattered haphazardly everywhere.

The twisted black shadow was a Great Saint level being, almost reaching the level of an Ancient Saint. Yao Yue was very strong, and even with the boost from the nation's fortune, she couldn't defeat the opponent. The main reason was that the opponent's body was extremely strange. The dark Saintly Laws covered the entire body like liquid, so even if she pierced through the opponent's body, she couldn't cause any substantial damage, and it would quickly heal.

"Hehehe! Palace Mistress Yaoyue may not recognize me, but your Holy Emperor should be able to!"

The other person's voice was sharp and high-pitched, like a demonic sound piercing the ears.

Yaoyue was furious, "You filthy thing, you still want to see the Holy Emperor? This Palace Master will exorcise you first!"

"Hehe, the flesh and blood of a Great Sage should be a great tonic. I want it."

The shadowy figure's attacks became increasingly fierce and vicious. Yaoyue was caught off guard and grabbed at close range, leaving eerie claw marks on her back. These claw marks could corrode Yaoyue's flesh and blood. Only by suppressing the attack with her Great Sage-level power could she prevent the poison from penetrating deep into her internal organs.

"A stubborn resistance is worse than turning into a feast of flesh and blood!"

The dark figure darted and moved through the blizzard, constantly diverting Yaoyue's attention. The stinging pain in her wound intensified, and her head began to spin. These were signs of poisoning, and she wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

"The ancestral sacrifice has run away, so leaving you behind isn't so bad."

"Don't even think about it! The Wedding Dress Divine Skill!"

Yaoyue was wrapped in karmic fire to resist the corrosive effects of the poison.

Her visit was accidental. She had heard Chen Futu mention the Ice Clan before, and that preparations at Goddess Mountain were almost complete. She wanted to come and see the Ice Clan, but unexpectedly encountered this incident. If she had known about the danger, she would not have come in person.

"It's futile to put up a stubborn resistance. Palace Master Yaoyue, you might as well surrender and I'll give you a dignified death."

As the tide receded, the shadowy figure's attack speed increased, and its attack angles became increasingly cunning and unpredictable. Yaoyue struggled to cope and was eventually slammed into the snowfield by a palm strike, suffering severe injuries.

"Hahaha, this is the taste of the Great Sage's blood."

The shadowy figure licked the blood from his fingertips and laughed maniacally. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yaoyue slipped away.

"Can you get away?"

With a whoosh, a dark figure teleported in front, its legs crossed and arms outstretched, an elegant ugliness, its dark, shiny skin surging with inky laws.

"You bastard! What kind of thing are you?!"

“I am your Holy Emperor’s sworn brother, Zhang Shouren.”

"what?"

Inviting the moon's expression changed drastically.

She knew Zhang Shouren, but what was his cultivation level? The most she could guess was that he was a Martial Emperor, but who would have thought he was a Great Saint!

"It was thanks to the kindness of the Ice Clan that I was able to gain something. Moreover, Chen Futu wanted to kill me, and as his sworn brother, how could I let him down?"

"You mean the Ice Clan saved you, and you repaid kindness with enmity!"

"Don't put it so harshly. In this world, there's no such thing as kindness; only the mighty can rule. Chen Futu is a big shot, and as his older brother, I can't fall behind!"