Chapter 1012 - Military Forces (1/2)

Chapter 1012: Military Forces

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

A hint of surprise flashed on the young man’s face. At the next moment, he was slashed into two, turning into a pool of blood that burst out in midair.

Eunuch Wang was about to make a move when he saw the young man dead. Simultaneously as his shoulders sank, he discovered that he was being lifted by Fang Xingjian’s hands. He sent his essential Qi seething through his entire body, circulating the Heavenly Yin Nine Flexures he cultivated. Yet, he was unable to move even the slightest bit.

He broke out in cold sweat. “Tiangang Realm?”

To be able to single-handedly suppress him… He could only think of cultivators at the Tiangang Realm.

Fang Xingjian also probed slightly into the circulation of the extraordinary powers in Eunuch Wang’s body while grabbing onto him. The corners of his lips curled up into a smile. ‘Interesting.’

Then, with a light toss, he threw Eunuch Wang into the wooden armchair. Throughout the entire process, Eunuch Wang had utilized all of his powers, and essential Qi seethed to and fro in his body like a great river. Cold air that could freeze the entire Divine Capital kept on erupting, but it was unable to leave his body at all, making him unable to resist in the slightest.

Eunuch Wang’s head was covered in cold sweat. He looked at Fang Xingjian in a daze and said, “An expert at the Tiangang Realm… There’s no way that you can be the Emperor. Who on earth are you?”

Fang Xingjian smiled slightly and said with his hands behind back, “Eunuch Wang, what do you think about coming with me 1  to annihilate the traitors?”

Since there was a status ready for Fang Xingjian to make use of, he would naturally not discard it. After all, it would be easier for him to control influences with his status as an Emperor. Moreover, it was not wrong to say that this persona in this parallel universe was him.

Faced with Fang Xingjian’s compelling gaze, Eunuch Wang only felt as if streams of sword light had pierced into his mind. They caused a chill to break out uncontrollably in his mind, making him unable to summon any will to resist. He felt as if Fang Xingjian was applying on him a pressure that was like the vast heavens and his only option was to comply.

Therefore he stood up, trembling. He cupped his hands together and said, “Your old servant abides by your commands.”

Right now, soldiers were gushing into the Divine Capital and pushing through with great ease, without any signs of reasonable resistance. They blocked all the streets, city gates, and even the palace. Everyone—regardless of whether they were commoners or nobles—hid in their houses, not daring to resist.

Many officials even opened up the doors and personally helped to lead the way. They had clearly come to an agreement with General Cao over this.

With the opening of the palace doors, almost the entire Divine Capital was under the control of the military forces in the blink of an eye. Simultaneously, more and more troops kept on heading toward the east of the city, surrounding the Grand Preceptor Manor.

The Grand Preceptor Manor was now surrounded by several thousand soldiers, with many bows arched and ready to shoot. It was as if even a mosquito would not be able to fly out of the place.

In front of the troops, there was a man with a tall stature and rough appearance. He was dressed in battle robes and sitting on a big black horse that had a height of over two meters.

It was the renowned Generalissimo Cao Yuan 2  and his stead, the Dark-blooded Kirin Horse.

Beside Cao Yuan, there was a black-robed young man riding an ordinary war-horse.

Cao Yuan said, “After spending several years of hard work to set things up, I’ve finally succeeded today. As long as I can get rid of this He Wanzhou, the entire Divine Capital will be under my control.”

“Be careful,” the young man said. “This is a crucial step for our Sacred Sect’s revival, and He Wanzhou is a rare grandmaster of the Confucian Sect, being merely one step away from reaching the Tiangang Realm. We mustn’t have any moments of negligence.”

Concurrently, soldiers started to shout loudly at the Grand Preceptor Manor, advising those inside to surrender.

A short moment later, the doors of the Grand Preceptor Manor opened slowly. An elderly man with a rustic appearance and strong disposition walked out slowly. This was the leader of many officials in the world—the Great Jin Dynasty’s Grand Preceptor, He Wanzhou.

Seeing the old man walking out slowly, Cao Yuan let out a cold laugh and said, “Grand Preceptor, it’s been a while.”

“You traitor,” Grand Preceptor He said solemnly. “Leading soldiers to wreak havoc and take over the Imperial Capital… Are you thinking of revolting?”