After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

The first rays of dawn appeared.

A hundred mounted guards were busy at work, tightening their saddles and polishing their spears.

Everyone was in high spirits, but some were absent-minded, their eyes constantly wandering around.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, Ji Yu was nowhere to be found.

The beautiful scenery disappeared, and the guards felt as if their hearts had been ripped out, leaving them feeling empty.

"Line up, prepare to depart!"

At Si Xuan's shout, the ranks instantly straightened, and their listless spirits were immediately lifted.

Yesterday, Zhou Yi used his powers to greatly enhance everyone's strength.

After training through the night, the team's combined attack power increased several times over.

With Si Xuan as the core of the formation, the battle formation is strong enough to withstand a seventh-rank grandmaster.

The team is assembled.

Si Xuan walked quietly up the hill beside the river.

Zhou Yi, dressed in a black python robe, perfectly complemented Hu Die's white dress, making them look like a divine couple.

When Zhou Yi wasn't studying martial arts, Hu Die liked to stand side by side with him.

The morning sunlight painted a golden border around the two of them, making them look like figures in a painting.

Zhou Yi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the Zhu Family Fortress in the distance.

Above Zhujiabao, a white auspicious cloud drifts back and forth, never dissipating.

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his round pupils narrowing and elongating, transforming into vertical dragon pupils.

The white auspicious clouds in the sky suddenly underwent a slight change.

—Amidst the white auspicious clouds, a black cloud would occasionally rise and fall.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but shake his head:

"A sin."

"A sin? Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Si Xuan was completely bewildered.

Zhou Yi glanced at Zhu Family Fortress and said:

"I suspect that the evil was created by humans."

"That wouldn't...be really a sin? Your Highness, surely not?"

"What can't you do?"

Zhou Yi pulled Hu Die up and walked down the hill, accompanied by a soft sigh:

"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but man's sins cannot be forgiven."

……

After walking quite a distance, Si Xuan finally remembered the purpose of his visit:

"Your Highness, Ji Yu has disappeared."

"Heh, General Si wouldn't really expect him to take a sword for His Highness, would he?"

With a voice as sweet as a nightingale's, Hu Die linked arms with Zhou Yi and asked with a smile.

……

Zhujiabao covers an area of ​​ten li (approximately 5 kilometers).

It is nestled amidst green mountains on all sides.

The mansion of the great hero Yangling is comparable to a city.

The city walls, made of bluestone, are ten zhang high; the moat is ten zhang wide and ten zhang deep.

At the four corners of the city wall, blue glowing light flickers intermittently, indicating that the city's protective array is always active.

It can truly be described as easy to defend and difficult to attack, as solid as a rock.

Surrounded by peaks, with nine ridges cascading down, Zhujiabao is nestled in the center.

"Nine Dragons Gathering Spirit Array".

Zhou Yi scoffed lightly, "What a grand gesture."

Si Xuan waved his hand.

The hundred iron cavalrymen quickly took their positions, forming the Yin-Yang and Four Symbols killing formation with Si Xuan at the center.

"A hearty laugh echoes across the vast ocean, la la, la la la..."

Sudden.

The four city gates opened, and four caravans joyfully drove off in the east, west, south, and north.

The carriage was filled with men, women, and children dressed in ordinary clothes, singing and laughing joyfully.

Happiness and contentment were written on their faces.

"Oh, time to go home!"

"Thank you, Master Yangling! Thank you, Master Sword Saint Zhu!"

May this great hero be benevolent and charitable, unparalleled in the world!

……

Wu Meng glanced at Zhou Yi and whispered:

"This means the disaster is over, and Zhujiabao is sending refugees back to their hometowns."

Many guards raised their eyes and secretly glanced at Zhou Yi.

Human nature is inherently good.

They were willing to go through fire and water for His Highness Prince Yi, but they did not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

……

"roll!"

"If you dare to cause trouble again, I will hold your sect accountable."

The city gate in front of the procession opened, and three men and one woman were escorted out of the mansion by four children aged seven or eight.

The four children of the Zhu family, though young, all possessed the cultivation level of the peak Foundation Establishment stage.

Si Xuan and the others were dumbfounded.

The talent of the descendants of the Great Hero Yangling is probably even more terrifying than that of the royal Zhou family.

Seeing the astonished Si Xuan and the others, the four who were driven out ripped off their disguises, revealing them to be four disciples of Medicine King Valley.

The female disciple glared at Zhou Yi and the others, then forced a curtsy:

"Oh, greetings, Your Highness Prince Yi!"

Her movements were casual, but a spirited "Oh!" revealed her disdain on her face.

The martial arts examination concluded yesterday.

The female knight grabbed several unfamiliar martial artists around her, identified them as members of the Mahayana sect, and insisted that Si Xuan arrest them.

Si Xuan ignored her, which greatly displeased her.

The female warrior shouted loudly, cursing Zhou Yi as a coward and a pushover.

If Zhou Yi hadn't always treated the people kindly, Si Xuan could have imprisoned her based solely on those words.

"Sister, let's go."

Senior Sister was seething with anger and was about to vent it on Prince Yi and the others when the three disciples of Medicine King Valley quickly pulled her away.

However, the three of them couldn't hold back the fiery senior sister at all:

"The welcoming and sending off of the disaster victims in Zhujiabao is all an illusion."

"I, Lan Xinling, am telling you this: there's definitely something wrong with me!"

"Your Highness Prince Yi is kind and compassionate; are you here to reward the Zhu family?"

Wu Meng and the others looked at Lan Xinling with confusion.

Taking in famine refugees and sending them back after the disaster is over is a great act of kindness.

From any perspective, there seems to be no problem.

Did this female knight from Medicine King Valley discover something, which is why she was driven out of the fort by the Zhu family?

Zhou Yi seemed not to hear Lan Xinling's words, his starry eyes sweeping over the heavily fortified city walls.

The Zhu family had already spotted Zhou Yi and his group, but made no move, clearly indicating they didn't want to pay them any attention.

After all, Ji Yu had met with Butler Zhu last night, and the other party was well aware of Zhou Yi's intentions.

With his sharply defined lips parted slightly, Zhou Yi calmly gave the order:

"Break the formation."

"Charge!" Si Xuan commanded.

The cavalry launched their charge, and the Yin-Yang and Four Symbols Formation was activated simultaneously.

The spear pointed, its killing intent soaring to the heavens, and the auspicious clouds in the sky churned violently.

The Two Elements and Four Symbols Formation condenses the fighting power of a hundred cavalry into one force, focusing it on the formation's core, Si Xuan.

With a sudden burst of mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, Si Xuan's cultivation level increased rapidly, like a rocket.

Late stage of Golden Core...

Golden Core Perfection...

The early stage of Nascent Soul...

The middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Ultimately, Si Xuan's strength stopped at the mid-stage of the seventh-grade Nascent Soul realm.

With the power of a seventh-grade Grandmaster, Si Xuan unleashed his fine steel sword.

"Overlord Sky-Shattering Blade!"

"Break it for me!"

The precious sword, gleaming coldly, burst forth with a length of over thirty zhang as it slashed towards the Zhu family's city wall, carrying the might of heaven and earth.

"boom!"

Above the Zhu Family Fortress, invisible energy fluctuated violently, and a transparent barrier covered with spiderweb-like cracks appeared before everyone's eyes.

The transparent barrier is the protective array of the Zhu Family Fortress.

The master's strike nearly shattered the void.

The Zhu family's protective formation couldn't withstand more than a few blows.

"Ok!"

A surprised exclamation came from inside the fortress.

Exclamations rose from every corner of the mansion.

Obviously.

The power of this attack exceeded the expectations of those within the mansion.

"Come again!"

With a single successful strike, Si Xuan's confidence soared, and the hundred iron cavalrymen were filled with even greater fighting spirit.

The precious sword was drawn once more, its killing intent stretching for miles.

"Overlord Slaying the Moon!"

Si Xuan roared and unleashed a devastating attack, harnessing the power of the formation.

The blade's edge pierced the air, its intent soaring straight to the heavens.

The auspicious clouds in the sky were split in two.

"boom!"

The city wall shook violently, and fragments of bluestone fell down in a flurry.

The transparent barrier of the protective formation reappeared, covered with cracks and a white expanse.

This is a sign that the formation is about to break.

At the four corners of the city wall, blue fluorescence flickered desperately, and the cracks in the barrier only disappeared after a few breaths.

The fact that the repair took so long indicates that the protective formation was severely damaged and was only one step away from being broken.

Break through the formation with brute force.

It’s just cool!

Seeing that the protective formation was about to break, the hundred iron knights were filled with high morale, ready to seize the opportunity and break the formation to achieve victory.

"Come again!"

Si Xuan roared.

"kill!"

"Kill!" "Kill!"

With spears held high, we stand united in our resolve.

Lan Xinling and her three junior brothers were dumbfounded, feeling a chill run down their spines as if they had been electrocuted.

That cowardly, overly kind-hearted prince launched an attack without even giving a heads-up.

Even more terrifying.

Such indiscriminate attacks, breaking through the formation with a single strike, could result in countless deaths and injuries among the people in the manor.

Even women and infants, will they not be spared from execution?

To the astonishment of the four, Si Xuan raised his treasured sword for the third time.

A long sword hangs in the air, its killing intent bursting forth.

"Please wait!"

A deep, authoritative shout came from inside the fortress, and an elderly man with white hair suddenly appeared on the city wall.

Is this the great swordsman of Yangling, Zhu Anshi?

Sword Saint?

The leader of the martial arts alliance is forced to reveal himself?