Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

The deputy flew out of the house and crashed into the golden gong.

With a loud bang, the other members of the tribe were startled.

It wasn't that their deputy being beaten startled them.

Rather, the sound of the gong meant that there was work to be done.

They just finished repairing Tuyuhun, and now they're back again?

"City Lord?"

Outside the city lord's mansion, the other members of the tribe still rushed over.

"It's alright, everyone go down."

Sarwan waved his hand.

"Lord, I was wrong."

The deputy also got up with a grin, scratching the back of his head.

Sarwan, of course, didn't really mean it, which is why his deputy always seemed so naive.

Knowing that their boss wouldn't kill them, why bother thinking?

"Go pack your bags, we'll be leaving soon."

Sarwan looked at his deputy and shook his head helplessly.

This guy is like Liu Bei's son, Liu Shan; he not only has to be Zhao Yun, but also Zhuge Liang.

He himself was exhausted.

As for why he didn't say that his relationship with his deputy was more like that of Mengde and Huchi, he would never dare to claim that.

"How many lives do I have?" is how he describes himself.

This is Salwan, forever living life with clarity.

......

Herbal Spirit Realm

At this moment, in this secret realm, there is also a supreme being who is equally insightful, who has entered the final stage of seclusion.

Within the Herbal Spirit Realm, the other pharmacists were working alongside the spirit beasts within.

Bei Men Yue lay on Cheng Huang's head, resting her head on her arm, and peacefully drifted off to sleep.

Below Chenghuang is an array set up by Shennong, which, together with his elixirs, can make Beimen Yue's wood spirit body even purer.

In Shennong's vision, Beimen Yue's wood spirit body could also merge with her golden light of merit.

Perhaps Bei Men Yue will also be able to possess a Dao body in the future.

Born of the Wood Spirit, possessing abundant merit, the resulting Dao Body must be extraordinary.

At this moment, the little princess of the Heavenly Demon Palace was enjoying the gentle breeze, which carried the fragrance of medicine, and was quietly savoring the moment.

If Su An, who was fighting tooth and nail in the Black Abyss, saw this scene, he would probably grind his teeth to dust.

They are all martial artists, all practitioners.

Is Bei Men Yue's practice considered cultivation?

Even enjoying good fortune isn't done this way.

What does it mean to become stronger while lying down?!

That is to say, Su An could not see this scene.

Shennong himself was researching alchemical formulas for later generations, which were given to him by Yun Wujing.

The reward was simple: he would find a way to further enhance Yun Wuji's affinity with Sheng Yun.

Becoming absolutely compatible is practically impossible, but Yun Wujing hopes to get as close as possible.

Shennong also became interested; deep down, he shared the same arrogance as Bingzhu.

The ruthless person who turned poison into a pill and directly poisoned himself—one can imagine how deep his arrogance was.

This uncle and nephew pair, one arrogant in martial arts, the other arrogant in medicine.

Receiving such a commission did not give Shennong a headache; on the contrary, it aroused his interest.

Just as Shennong was reviewing the elixir formula, a primordial aura mixed with specks of blood drifted over from Xuanyuan's side.

This caused Shennong to pause in his actions.

almost.

......

Within the divine consciousness

At this moment, Xuanyuan, the supreme ruler, is also facing his own inner demons.

Or rather, memories.

At the level of Xuanyuan, the concept of inner demons no longer exists.

There is no such thing as a "questioning the heart" (问心关).

The recurring memories are simply a small thorn in your heart that needs to be removed.

That's it.

The scene before me gradually came into view.

A thick fog enveloped the area outside the camp, where soldiers gathered around it.

Inside the tent, Yinglong stood to one side, his body bearing two deep, bone-revealing wounds, and two knife wounds in his chest and back, both inflicted by the Lord of War.

Beside her, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden also had a horrifying penetrating wound in her abdomen.

This was because Jiu Ying pierced through him with a single shot.

Behind the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden was Xuanyuan Ba, who was clutching her neck.

Xuanyuan looked at the primitive sand table in front of him, which was simply piled up with sand, stones, grass and wood, and composed himself.

He also had a deep, bone-revealing scar on his shoulder.

This was the worst he had ever suffered, and also one of the rare instances where the warlord had used a stratagem.

With the help of the Lord of War, the Wind God and Rain Master briefly manifested a realm of wind, mist, and rain.

He couldn't see the direction clearly for a while.

Meanwhile, the Lord of War, leading the Jiuli army, stood in the mist, ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

Yinglong and he attempted to break through the encirclement twice, but were driven back both times.

In the mist, the golden mask of the War Lord and the blood-red eyes beneath it made Yinglong tremble even now.

Of all the tents in the camp, the only one that remained intact was Shennong.

The Lord of War would certainly not kill his own uncle, but Shennong could not see through this realm either.

"Chief, should we feign surrender first?"

As the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden took the elixir to heal her injuries, she asked a question.

"I think..."

"can."

Yinglong said this while bandaging his wounds.

"Father..."

Xuanyuan Ba ​​looked at Shennong Shi beside her, hesitant to speak.

In her view, it was her father's success in winning over Shennong that caused the military lord to become enraged.

She certainly wouldn't blame Shennong or make any claims that he was a traitor.

As a soldier, it is common sense to have the most basic understanding of one's colleagues.

Given Shennong's personality, he wouldn't do such a thing.

"I can speak on your behalf."

Upon hearing this, Shennong remained silent for a moment before speaking calmly.

"Do not."

The Emperor looked at the sand table in front of him and shook his head in rejection.

"But Chief..."

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden wanted to persuade her further, saying that for military strategists, surrendering is not shameful; what is shameful is surrendering and failing to fight back.

Wei Feng's actions at the Wei River Alliance were somewhat shameful, but since he captured Jieli Khan and made him dance, it wasn't shameful.

It was just a necessary concession.

What I fear most is that some people, once they step down, will stay away for life.

For example, the Donkey Cart God of War.

What we seek is peace and tranquility throughout the world.

"It is for the sake of peace and prosperity for all people."

"If you take a step back, it will be difficult to move forward again."

Xuanyuan shook his head.

He faced a different situation than the emperor, who faced a world ravaged by disaster and needed to appease the people.

Therefore, the emperor temporarily tolerated the foreign powers.

Even so, the emperor still ordered Li Jing to transport grain supplies, so that war could break out if the Khanate wanted to fight.

The Xuanyuan clan had to face the eight wastelands that were not yet unified.

This retreat caused the other tribes to lose heart.

When the emperor attacked the King of Song, he chased him and fought eight battles in one day.

Once the world is unified, there is no room for retreat.

"I understand, Chief."

"How to do?"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden understood Xuanyuan's meaning, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and spoke in a deep voice.

So what if I die? Who's afraid of who?

"Give the order."

Yinglong also spoke in a deep voice.

Xuanyuan Ba ​​did not speak, but walked to her father's side.

As Shennong looked at the group, the last trace of distance beneath his mask finally disappeared.

His estrangement was not due to the feud between the Emperor and the Lord of War.

Rather, he was unsure whether the person before him truly cared about the well-being of the world.

Now, he has the answer.

"The other armies should arrive soon."

"We just need to fight our way out."

After saying this, Xuanyuan waved his hand and walked out of the tent.

He gazed at the faint starlight in the sky, fixing his gaze firmly on the seven stars.

With a wave of his hand, Xuanyuan Shi ordered the compass chariot to begin construction on its own.

The army looked at Xuanyuan, weapons in hand, their aura solemn.

Their armor was stained crimson with blood, from fallen comrades and the Jiuli tribe who perished under the sword.

"Fight to the death, never retreat."

"Yinglong, you stir up wind and rain."

"Wind and rain against fog, who's afraid of whom?"

“Mysterious Woman, you set up the military formation, and I will have Yinglong cooperate with your formation to create the opportune time.”

"When the wind and rain stop, you stop the rain."

"I'll hold off the enemy commander, let's fight our way out."

After saying this, Xuanyuan stretched out his hand.

The golden Xuanyuan Sword answered his call once again.

The golden light was pure, yet it could not dispel the fog.

With a swing of his sword, Xuanyuan unleashed a golden river of time that slashed directly toward the south.

Then, Xuanyuan led his army into battle.

His face was so handsome it was almost inhuman, his expression resolute, and the bloodstains on his chin added a touch of solemnity.

Under this powerful force, the golden river began to flow turbulently.

Their response was a blood-red slash.

Blood and energy are like an abyss, directly colliding with the river of time.

"ended."

The figure of the War Lord appeared at the end of the mist.

Xuanyuan's decision led him to choose to confront the enemy head-on.

The blood-red army stood behind the warlord, its banners flying high.

The once adorable iron-eating beast now had its fur standing on end, its fangs sharp, and its roars were awe-inspiring.

Without any unnecessary words, the golden sword intent clashed with the blood-red blade intent.

Space exploded, but the boundary and the thick fog did not dissipate.

Xuanyuan felt the overwhelming power and knew that this time, things were likely to turn out badly.

Just then, a blue light suddenly shone behind them.

The injuries of Xuanyuan Shi, Yinglong, Jiutian Xuannv, and Xuanyuan Ba ​​were instantly healed.

Along with the Xuanyuan army, their vitality was restored to normal.

The injuries of the Jiuli army soldiers have also healed.

This is the domain of Shennong, named Jiesheng.

All will live and none will die; enemies and friends alike will be saved.

However, friendly forces can continuously receive the vitality of the domain.

This time, Xuanyuan smiled.

He began to freely exchange wounds with the warlord.

Each sword strike is imbued with countless Taoist techniques, displayed like fireworks.

They bombed themselves, and they also bombed the warlord.

For the first time, the warlord's magnificent clothes and mask were covered in cracks.

A ray of dawn shone through the thick fog.

"Back then, you relied on Shennong's help."

"Even now, you are still relying on Shennong's help."

"By relying on someone else's uncle, he defeated his nephew."

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"You killed your own army. If it weren't for them, you would have been wiped out."

Within the mist, the blood energy transformed into a dark red figure, which stepped out with a cold smile.

His figure was nine-tenths similar to that of the Xuanyuan clan. Apart from the sinister look in his eyes and brows, he was practically identical to the Xuanyuan clan.

"Finished?"

Xuanyuan looked at his inner demons and asked calmly.

The inner demon was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting this reaction.

"Shennong was my comrade."

"It is my honor to receive his help."

There's nothing shameful about it.

Xuanyuan reached out and directly pinched the inner demon.

"If I do not ultimately win and bring peace to the world."

"I will die directly in the Battle of Zhuolu, and it's none of your business to talk nonsense."

"If I succeed, I will have done right by the soldiers under my command."

"This is enough."

After saying this, Xuanyuan directly crushed the inner demon in his hand.

For the supreme beings, there is no past they regret or dare not face.

Failure or success.

Living and dying.

There are only these two outcomes; there is no middle ground.

Xuanyuan opened his eyes, and the blood essence belonging to the Lord of War was refined and integrated into his body.

His physique grew at an astonishing rate.

The essence and blood of the warlord, combined with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, completely cleansed his meridians.

The meridians and bones become increasingly strong and resilient.

The shadows of stars twinkled within.

Xuanyuan could sense that he was now fully capable of bearing the universe and the stars.

"you made it."

Shennong smiled, still looking at the elixir formula in his hand.

"Thanks to you."

Xuanyuan laughed as well.

"Congratulations."

Under these circumstances, a figure suddenly appeared.

"You are... Senior Xi Huang?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Xuanyuan quickly stood up, his tone respectful.

"Please excuse my presumption. With the Emperor himself before me, I dare not presume to be called a senior."

After healing the God of Thunder, Xi Huang looked at Xuan Yuan Shi and bowed in respect.

......

Prince An's Mansion, Study

"Jun Su, Qin Yixing has arrived with an official document."

Bai Xingling pushed open the door, looked at Li Junsu who had just finished writing, and quickly said.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu took the official document, somewhat surprised.

The garrison commanders of the four directions generally do not submit official documents.

Once they submit the official documents, it means things are serious.

Li Junsu quickly opened the official document.

[Sect Leader, I wish to temporarily relinquish my post as garrison commander and return to the Xuanjia Army. Please grant my request.]

This short sentence carries the strong style of Qin Yihang.

"Is he going to run away?"

Bai Xingling leaned closer, and after seeing the words on it, her cat ears twitched.

Join the Xuanjia Army, and there will be no more war after the Western Regions are conquered.

Wouldn't that mean Qin Yihang could retire openly and legitimately?

"That's not the case. Brother Qin said it's only temporary."

Li Junsu put down the official document and approved it decisively.

It's a good thing to be able to contribute to the Western Regions.

......

Tuyuhundao, Restaurant

"What, you're going back to the Xuanjia Army and abandoning us old comrades?"

Tie Bansheng poured himself a glass of wine and joked with a smile.

“I was once a soldier, and now I have the opportunity for eternal peace and prosperity. If I don’t take it… my martial arts will always have a flaw.”

Qin Yixing downed the strong liquor in his glass in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and smiled.

What happens after you finish?

Tie Bansheng looked out the window at the bustling city and became somewhat curious.

"Continue to guard the realm."

Qin Yixing took a big bite of meat and replied.

"Seriously? Haven't you had enough of being a beast of burden?"

Tie Bansheng was shocked.

"I failed to protect them back then, so I must protect all the people of the world."

Qin Yihang poured himself another glass of wine, looking calmly at the murky liquid inside.

"..."

"After I retire, I plan to become a blacksmith."

"I'll fight the heavenly soldiers for you then."

"With your lousy skills, you think you can summon heavenly soldiers?"

Hey! What did you say?!

......

Imperial City, Restaurant

"That heartless bastard finally decided to give me a day off."

Li Jing pushed open the door and entered, his tone filled with emotion.

At this moment, he was dressed in a purple casual robe, with a gold and jade belt and black boots, looking every bit the dignified head of the family.

"Yes, His Majesty is busy."

The other one was dressed in a dark brocade robe, wearing a tall crown, with wide sleeves and a drooping beard, looking every bit the nobleman.

This is Gongsun Qi.

"Let's not talk about that anymore, let's drink to our hearts' content today."

"When the time comes, we'll wipe out all those people from the Western Regions, and then we can finally enjoy our blessings."

Li Jing waved his hand and laughed.

"So confident?"

Bai Qi smiled and took a sip of wine.

"It's not appropriate for me to say this alone."

"With you included, that's enough."

Li Jing smiled.

Bai Qi smiled too.

The butcher and the war god looked at each other, their eyes flashing with the same fire.

This fire, named War Will, is determined to utterly destroy the grasslands of the Western Regions with the force of a prairie fire.

They only had expectations for the war.