Great Xia: At the start, summon the Net of Heaven to suppress the martial arts world.

As night fell, dark clouds filled the sky, obscuring the light of the stars and moon. Darkness enveloped the earth, creating a sense of inexplicable oppression.

In the pitch-black night, an ancient and solemn building stands atop the mountain peak—the main hall of Qingyang Gate.

At this moment, the main hall was brightly lit, yet a tense and fearful atmosphere permeated the air. Many high-ranking figures from the Qingyang Sect were gathered together, their faces revealing deep worry and unease.

On the main seat, Chu Tianhe, the sect leader of Qingyang Sect, looked at everyone with a solemn expression and said with concern:

"We have received intelligence from our spies that the newly established Zhenwu Division, with over a thousand men, is heading south, and is very likely heading for our Qingyang Gate!"

"My previous actions were too rash and simplistic. I, Chu, am sorry for all of you and have implicated you all!"

"Sect Master, now is not the time to dwell on who is right and who is wrong. We should be thinking about how to deal with the imperial army."

An elderly man with white hair and a sprightly spirit stepped forward and said solemnly:

"Sect Leader, in my opinion, we should first send people out to scout out the situation and find out the specific movements of the imperial army. At the same time, we can also send out letters of appeal to other sects to ask for their assistance. In this way, we will be able to better deal with this crisis."

Another person stepped forward and echoed, "Yes, Sect Leader, we cannot sit idly by and wait to die. If we do not take action, we will be wiped out by the imperial army."

The speaker's face was filled with anxiety and unease.

Chu Tianhe slowly shook his head, a deep regret flashing in his eyes. He said heavily:

"The newly established Zhenwu Division of the imperial court has made our Qingyang Gate its first stop, which is obviously a well-prepared move."

"With just over a thousand people in our Qingyang Sect, we are simply no match for the imperial army. Moreover, other sects would never openly oppose the imperial court, as that would mean going against the entire court. Therefore, our only hope for survival is to relocate overseas."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent. They knew that what Chu Tianhe said was true, but the thought of giving up their homeland and leaving their familiar land was truly hard to accept.

However, faced with the powerful Zhenwu Division army, they had no other choice. At that moment, everyone felt unprecedented pressure and helplessness.

Chu Tianhe clenched his fists tightly, slowly stood up, breaking the silence in the conference room, and said with a solemn expression:

"Time waits for no one, everyone hurry up and try to win over those disciples who are willing to follow us abroad. If there are any who are unwilling to leave their homes, we should not force them. The sect will provide them with travel expenses so that they can escape for their lives!"

These words struck Chu Tianhe's heart like a heavy hammer, making him feel dizzy.

Chu Tianhe had always been a spirited and confident man, but at this moment he looked like a defeated rooster, his former glory completely gone.

Just then, a person suddenly stood up in the conference room, a mocking smile on his lips, his expression revealing a hint of amusement.

"What a show! I never expected Sect Leader Chu to be such a sentimental and loyal person! It's a pity that he's only thinking of escaping now; isn't it a bit too late?"

Chu Tianhe and the other elders looked at the speaker in disbelief. Chu Tianhe's eyes widened, his face filled with barely suppressed anger, and he demanded:

"Elder Zhang, what do you mean by that? Have you betrayed the sect and sided with the imperial court?"

Elder Zhang, with a playful expression and a hint of disdain in his eyes, said:

"Betrayal? Defection?"

"Sect Leader Chu, your choice of words is not quite accurate."

"Let me introduce myself. I am Zhang Zihan, a secret agent with the character 'Wang' from the Zhenwu Division's 'Demons and Monsters' faction. It's a pleasure to meet you all!"

As soon as Zhang Zihan finished speaking, the meeting erupted into chaos. Everyone was filled with fear, never expecting the imperial court's scheme to be so intricate, with every move under their control. Where could they possibly escape to?

"It seems that the Zhenwu Division's troops have arrived."

Chu Tianhe's face was as pale as paper, lifeless, his eyes vacant and staring blankly at Zhang Zihan. It was as if all his strength had been drained, leaving him limp and listless like a deflated balloon. He slowly began to speak:

"I am willing to commit suicide here to atone for my sins. I wonder if this will spare the others?"

Looking at Chu Tianhe's current state, Zhang Zihan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. If he had known it would turn out like this, why did he do it in the first place? Then...

"Does Sect Leader Chu know how many troops the Zhenwu Division brought with them this time?"

Chu Tianhe remained silent, and Zhang Zihan continued:

"The two directors of the Zhenwu Division are personally leading the team, accompanied by dozens of commanders of thousands and hundreds, and a thousand heavily armored cavalry clearing the way. Sect Master Chu, do you think this is just for you alone?"

After speaking, Zhang Zihan shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the entire conference room, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Chu Tianhe was filled with grief and indignation. The trust the old sect leader had placed in him, the admiration of the disciples, and the support of the elders were all deeply imprinted in his mind.

However, due to his own selfish interests, the entire Qingyang Sect's lineage faced destruction, which made him feel extremely guilty and ashamed to face the old sect leader's heavy responsibility of passing on the position of sect leader to him.

Just then, a thunderous, deafening sound of hooves resounded in all directions, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, with a magnificent momentum, coming from all directions as it approached.

The sound grew louder and louder, as if countless iron cavalry were rushing towards them, which was truly awe-inspiring.

Two people dressed in white Zhenwu uniforms suddenly appeared in the hall, looking at everyone present with indifferent expressions, like two cold-blooded killing gods, making people shudder.

Upon seeing the visitor, Zhang Zihan hurriedly bowed and greeted him with a respectful expression.

"The secret agent with the character '魍' greets the Director!"

His voice carried a hint of awe and fear, clearly showing his deep apprehension towards the two people before him.

Upon seeing this, a wave of despair washed over everyone, and their faces turned ashen, as if they could already foresee their own tragic fate.

They knew that once they were targeted by these mysterious directors, it would be difficult to escape punishment.

Yan Ri and Qiang Ri nodded slightly, then looked around before finally fixing their gaze on Chu Tianhe.

"Hmph!" Yan Ri couldn't help but let out a cold snort, his eyes revealing disdain and contempt.

"An ant who has just stepped into the Grandmaster realm dares to commit such a major crime; he is simply courting death!"

His words were full of sarcasm and contempt, as if Chu Tianhe were just an insignificant little insect that could be easily crushed.

Chu Tianhe looked at the two unfathomable directors of the Zhenwu Division and felt a wave of despair wash over him.