Origin Paradise!

"Of course not." Si Ning picked up a silver sword and pretended to push the hilt with her thumb, as if she were holding a syringe.

"But I have to take care of the patients' feelings."

puff!

With a wicked grin, Si Ning plunged the silver sword into Jiang He's lower back.

The previously depleted energy was completely restored in the blink of an eye, demonstrating the exceptional support capabilities of the Greedy Candidate.

Jiang He clearly felt refreshed, and her "exhausted" vitality was also nourished.

Si Ning packed up the sword box and said seriously, "The final time ring is indeed powerful, but the power of authority seems to be causing damage to the body at all times. Your capacity is not a problem, but without a legendary body or a hero's body to bear the power of authority, I think it is still a bit early."

The power of authority, and the "weight" of the various powers in the mysterious realm, are enough to crush ordinary heroes to death. Even the Wrathful Immortal, in his sub-hero state, mainly uses the power of the balance scales. The separation of the seven powers is actually to reduce the burden on himself.

"We'll see," Jiang He replied dismissively.

Create battlefields, collect corpses, and forge divine guards.

The evil guards have already mastered the procedures.

The war and the loss of materials were offset by the relatively high-level materials, bringing the number of Evil God Guards to 4000.

Jiang He summoned the phantom of an ancient savage dragon, with four heads and eight corners.

"Fourfold Dragon Power".

Because of the renewed surge in the power of authority, the pressure has become so great that even Si Ning cannot ignore it. This is a power that a golden being should not be able to wield.

The evil guards continued forward. A little girl in white ran over and mounted a gray warhorse, clutching a thorny branch with six sub-hero heads on it. She had just been in charge of dealing with high-level combatants.

"Big snake."

Zhuang Ya pressed her small face against someone's back, her heart pounding eerily like a drumbeat, and she too sensed something was wrong.

"No problem," Jiang He replied casually. As long as he advances to the Heroic Age in the next real-world mission, everything will naturally fall into place. With the time loop, it would be difficult for him to die even if he wanted to.

……

Tongguan.

This is the last barrier to entering the Guanzhong region.

One hundred thousand elite troops from the Northern Wei clan and the Western Barbarian tribes were stationed here. These soldiers were all at the peak of the Gold rank, equivalent to the direct private army of the Southern Liang aristocratic families. In addition, tens of thousands of martial arts masters also came. The leader of the martial arts alliance personally arrived, sitting in the presence of a dignified terrestrial immortal.

Inside the Tongguan city gate tower.

The current top general of Northern Wei, Grand Pillar of State Murong An, sat opposite the leader of the martial arts alliance, accompanied by the deputy leader, Dongfang Qianqian, and the deputy sect leader of the Nine Streams Sect. The atmosphere at the banquet was extremely solemn.

"Three cities were captured in half a day, and a million-strong army was sent to its grave."

The deputy sect leader sighed, "The emperor is already invincible. The plan to wear him down with a large army has completely failed. To be honest, all the plans we prepared were for large-scale battles. The emperor's personal command of the imperial guards to launch a surprise attack was completely unexpected."

"Sect Master, there's no need to be upset," Murong An said gravely. "Being fearless of military formations is already a legendary feat, not to mention that the Emperor also has a Forbidden Army composed of three thousand experts at the fourth realm. No one can imagine what that would be like."

"No matter what, we must save the prince."

Dongfang Qianqian was dressed in snow-white clothes, with an aloof and unparalleled beauty. Her snow-white breasts hung on the table, creating a magnificent sight. She looked to be only in her early twenties, but her cultivation had already reached the level of a sub-hero. She carried two swords at her waist and ranked first among the ten candidates.

Murong An's eyes flashed with greed. The number one beauty on the Rouge Ranking was unparalleled in both appearance and figure. The Dongfang family was a famous martial arts family, so Dongfang Qianqian was currently guarded by hundreds of family members.

“Miss Dongfang,” Murong An sighed, his voice heavy with sorrow, “How could I not want to save the Crown Prince? But you must also know that my eldest son, Murong Lan, has already died in battle. Anger cannot control the course of the war. Moreover, the Crown Prince is already a cripple under the banner of the Divine Guard Army.”

"You don't need to worry about that," Dongfang Qianqian said without any shame. "I am of the Yin constitution. When I have intercourse with the young master, I will be able to bring him back to life. As long as the young master is rescued, the Dongfang family will reward you handsomely."

Upon hearing this, Murong An's eyes gleamed with greed.

The Taiyin Body, like the Dragon-Elephant Body of the second son of the Prince of Pingxi, is a top-tier physique, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort. If he can use this to advance to the level of a sub-hero and increase his blood and qi, he might be able to gain more than ten years of lifespan.

Dongfang Qianqian vaguely sensed Murong An's desire, and a hint of disgust appeared in her eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to become awkward, A'da, the leader of the martial arts alliance, spoke up: "The Divine Guard Army has already left Hangu Pass. Our scouts are no match for the Divine Guard. Since we are unsure when the enemy will attack, why don't we have the martial arts alliance take the stand tonight?"

The vigilance and perception of martial arts masters naturally surpass those of ordinary elites.

The three people present nodded in agreement. This was the best option. The battle in which the Evil Guard defeated the Lin'an regime was no longer a secret.

……

Night deepened, and darkness enveloped everything.

Inside Tongguan, the military formation was impeccable, and the soldiers slept fully clothed, with their swords and bows beside them.

The Southern Liang emperor captured three cities in half a day and annihilated a million-strong army, putting immense pressure on every soldier. The atmosphere in the military camp was heavy, and some officers gathered together and even secretly sent out scouts to guard against a possible nighttime attack.

Tongguan Pass.

Ah Da waved his men away, his face turning honest and simple.

Suddenly, a dragon robe appeared, and Jiang He gazed into the city, his gaze piercing through the thick darkness of the night.

"Close all the city gates tightly, don't let anyone escape."

Ah Da clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Understood."

A quarter of an hour later, the order was passed down, and hundreds of martial arts masters pushed barricades and iron barrels to pile up in front of the four city gates. Murong An and the others had not slept at all, not because they had any doubts about the martial arts alliance leader, but because according to the advance speed of the Divine Guard Army, attacking Tongguan tonight was the normal course of action.

On the city wall, Jiang He raised his arm, a deep black light swirling between his eyes. With the activation of his power of destiny, he saw countless threads entangled within Tongguan, weaving a dense spider's nest.

In countless destinies.

Jiang He found the thread of fate called "enemy".

It stems from the karma between him and all the people in the city.

Following this thread of fate, a drop of blood, pitch black to the extreme, seeped from Jiang He's fingertip.

The black blood spread at an unimaginable speed.

Beside the stable, a soldier was feeding his warhorse his night rations. Unbeknownst to him, a lump appeared in his abdomen, and black rashes spread all over his body. In the blink of an eye, the soldier's eyeballs fell out, and foul-smelling blood oozed from his cracked skin. But he was oblivious, continuing to feed his horse the rations until his entire body turned into pus.

Inside the central command tent, Murong An repeatedly raised his cup to quell the burning desire in his heart. Expensive wine flowed from his empty abdomen, mingling with his flesh and blood to form a turbid liquid that spilled all over the ground.

In a secluded military camp, the newly promoted seventh-ranked candidate for the throne, the vice sect leader of the Nine Streams Sect, was wiping the zither case. Gradually, his movements became more and more sluggish, until the rotting blood corroded the zither. Only then did he suddenly wake up and try to reach out for help, but his arm suddenly fell to the ground.

The city was deathly silent.

The Tongguan garrison was irreversibly heading towards its demise.

The foul-smelling black blood pooled together, and streams crisscrossed the city. Eyeballs, hearts, and heads rose and fell within it, then gradually sank. When the Martial Alliance members emerged from their tents, their faces turned deathly pale, as if they had seen hell.

On the city wall, Jiang He stopped.

The Black Death, originally a world-destroying force, could only kill a mere 100,000 elites in the World of Contending for Supremacy due to the world's energy level and the core of the sun.

“You can control the Martial Alliance,” Jiang He said.

It wasn't a question, it was a command.

Ah Da lowered his head and said, "Boss, there are many remnants of the Martial Alliance that were wiped out by the Martial Sect. It might be a bit troublesome to interrogate them about their cultivation techniques. It will take some time."

Jiang He nodded and said, "Then you take attendance."

"clear."

Ah Da recalled, "The deputy sect leader of the Hundred Weapons Sect, wielding a hundred-foot spear, was wearing a blue robe today."

Jiang He activated his All-Encompassing Demon Eye, unleashing a torrent of chaotic energy. Nine martial arts masters dressed in blue robes within the city perished, their bodies instantly annihilated by the chaotic energy.

“Tianchan Temple, Pelican Monk, with two strings of prayer beads around his neck.”

Jiang He turned her head slightly. The Pelican Monk was staring at the ground in horror as a gray energy surged in, annihilating his waist and abdomen before spreading to his entire body.

Ah Da recited the characteristics of the remaining villains he had noted down one by one, like the King of Hell calling out names, and the corresponding experts died without a complete corpse.

The members of the Martial Alliance in the city sensed something was wrong and began to scatter and flee, but the Evil God Guards had already blocked the city gates and captured and imprisoned all of them.

Overnight, all the soldiers guarding Tongguan Pass were killed.

Jiang He rubbed his temples. The Black Death in Hell was extremely efficient, but it only counted as killing, and it was difficult to use it directly to make evil soldiers unless he was willing to spend time and effort to eliminate it. Otherwise, it would be faster to use the Black Death to invade Guanzhong from the beginning.

"Let's go into the city to rest and recuperate."

"Here."

Chapter 601 Evil Dragon and Phoenix

Tongguan.

The evil spirits patrolled everywhere.

Before dawn, when the night was deep and dark.

Inside the central command tent, Wuhe used his mental projection to control a gray eagle and deliver a crucial intelligence message.

"Boss, the main force of the allied forces has withdrawn from Chang'an City."

"Two barbarian king puppets, along with the Sword-Swallowing Dragon Sacred Beast Envoy leading 30,000 elite cavalry, are detouring north of the river in preparation for attacking Luoyang."

"In addition, A'er and A'san have already taken over Dongyongzhou and split their forces into two routes to attack the Western Barbarian Plateau and the heartland of Northern Wei."

Jiang He picked up her wine glass and took a sip of the divine blood wine inside.

Currently, there is virtually no decent resistance in either the Western Barbarians or the Northern Wei territory. The former has less than one-tenth of its population remaining, while the latter consists mostly of the elderly, women, and children, with most of the able-bodied men on the battlefield. Under these circumstances, the struggle to unify the country will be extremely difficult.

Clearly, the Battlefield Alliance intends to seize the Dragon Vein World Core and push the battle into its second phase.

On the defensive side, the existing nine million-strong alliance army will inevitably disperse its forces, allowing the small elite units of the Divine Guard Army to fully exert their advantages. If the defense is turned into offense, the person who occupies the core of the Dragon Vein World will face continuous concentrated attacks, and the month-long occupation requirement will give both sides ample time to clash.

There is a high probability that there are traps in Chang'an.

Jiang He calmly said, "I'll go in alone first to scout things out."

Ah Da and the others were used to it, but Si Ning's expression was a little strange. She had never really seen her boss personally risk his life to explore the way. After all, in the supernatural realm, subordinates have a certain obligation to be cannon fodder. But this made her feel much safer.

Inside the main tent, only core members, the Evil General, and high-ranking members of the Evil Demon faction could sit comfortably and drink and chat.

From time to time, vicious guards would come in and bring in martial arts techniques that they had extracted from members of the Martial Alliance.

Jiang He carefully collected the contents of the Sacred Martial Arts Manual. He had already pushed his martial arts to the sub-legendary level in the Battle for the World. Without the will of a legend, it was unrealistic to even try to glimpse the legendary martial arts.

"Boss, the vice leader of the Martial Alliance claims to possess the Celestial Human Technique, but this technique is passed down only to one person. We Divine Guards are not allowed to listen in, otherwise it will lose its effect."

"A lame excuse. Bring the person over here."

"Here."

Half an hour later, four guards escorted Dongfang Qianqian into the military tent. The most beautiful woman in the world kept turning around to look at the bloodied and mangled prince on the banner of the Divine Guard Army, her eyes filled with pain.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. Qianqian has a precious map to present."

Dongfang Qianqian gave a rather forced smile. She took off her long dress, revealing countless tiny characters written in Chinese characters.

Si Ning sat behind the desk and whistled.

A beauty with a base charm of 10 is rare, and there are only one or two in a generation. In reality, a base charm of 9 is already considered beautiful in its own way. A beauty with a base charm of 14 or 15 is very rare. Compared to items and abilities, a beauty with a base charm that is beyond reason is undoubtedly more "capacity".

“Boss, she has the Yin constitution.” Si Ning said with a mischievous smile.

"Hmm?" Jiang He raised an eyebrow slightly.

Dongfang Qianqian's expression changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Your Majesty, please appraise the treasure map."

She slowly stepped forward, holding her long dress in her hands; the moon-white undergarment trembled slightly.

Everyone in the tent, including A-Da, looked at Dongfang Qianqian with undisguised mockery.

Dongfang Qianqian approached the main desk and with a "whoosh," pulled out a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing from under her dress. Her face was full of murderous intent as she leaped into Jiang He's arms, the dagger aimed straight at his heart.

"You lowly bastard of the Southern Liang imperial family, die!"

Dongfang Qianqian took a desperate gamble. In fact, the ancestors of the Dongfang family and the Southern Liang royal family were all celestial beings reincarnated from the Divine Court world. Five hundred years ago, the two sides fought for supremacy. In the end, the ancestors of the Southern Liang killed their great enemy and seized the world, eventually establishing the previous dynasty. It is said that they have returned to the "upper realm" and achieved great success. The Dongfang family, which was left behind, could only wander in the martial arts world ever since.

Click!

The celestial dragon robe blocked all the sharp edges.

Dongfang Qianqian's face turned pale as she stared in disbelief at the broken dagger, her eyes gradually filled with despair.

"When you become a terrestrial immortal in your next life, you'll probably understand the difference between us," Jiang He said indifferently. No matter how powerful a sub-hero is, without becoming an immortal, he can't reach the baseline that threatens him.

A white snake suddenly appeared, coiling around Dongfang Qianqian and binding her, controlling her movements. The evil guards exchanged glances, stood up, drew up the brocade yellow curtains, and stood in a circle around the main table, their backs to someone.

Jiang He had no interest in taking advantage of women, but there was no reason to let go of such a malicious guy who came to his door.

The clothes turned to shreds, and Dongfang Qianqian wanted to speak angrily, but the white snake bound her throat.