571 The Demon King’s Four Ancient Formations (1/2)

King Liqin's words sounded slightly patronizing but his expression remained, as though he had already predicted such a result from the start.

At the same time, a black crack appeared in front of him. It was as big as a door!

King Liqin walked in extremely slowly. As he stepped into the crack, his body slowly became blurred.

Truly mighty warriors would not be troubled by the past. Their only thought would be there's a problem … and they should solve it!

…

The Eastern Gate of the Flame Capital City.

The city gate constructed with countless bronze parts still radiated with a dark green glow, exuding a strange and eerie quality in the darkness of the night.

Those clothed in black were still battling the nobles and the citizens as their battlecries sounded one after the other.

At this moment, a group of people galloped over hastily from afar, their shimmering coats of armor reflecting faint glimmers of radiance under the moonlight.

”It's the Mountain Breaking Army. Xing Hou has arrived!”

”So has Chi Hou from the Divine Constabulary!”

”We're saved!”

The faces of the nobles and the citizens void of hope instantly lit up when they turned towards the figures charging over in the distance.

”Big Brother, it's the Northern Barbarians!” Chi Hou, who donned purple robes, immediately identified the assailants dressed in black after he noticed the armor clad on their bodies.

As the guardian of the Divine Constabulary, one of the five constabularies of the Northern Lands, Chi Hou naturally had a deeper understanding of the Holy Barbarian Empire to the north of the Great Xia Empire.

”The Northern Barbarians?” Xing Hou frowned. Although he did not cross swords with the Holy Barbarian Empire on many occasions, he still knew of their savage brutalities. ”Could that be the Near-Life Gate of the Northern Barbarians?”

”No, the Near-Life Gate is the greatest treasure owned by the Northern Barbarians, and that is not the Near-Life Gate. If my guess is correct, that should be the four formations created from the Near-Life Gate … Wait a minute, four?! Could those be the Four Ancient Formations?!” Chi Hou gazed at the bronze city gate which radiated with dark green light, and his face turned pale.

”The Four Ancient Formations! Aren't those the legendary … This is bad! His Majesty is in danger!” Upon hearing this, Xing Hou's body jerked forcefully as his face was instantly washed white.

”Big Brother, with the Four Ancient Formations protecting the city gate, it's impossible for the Red Pinion Squad of the Ten Mile Lake to invade the city. What should we do now?”

”My worthy little brother, lead the Mountain Breaking Army to attack the enemy from within the castle. I'll go to the Imperial Palace to save His Majesty myself!”

”No, the Mountain Breaking Army has always been led by Big Brother. Furthermore, we cannot grasp the situation inside the Imperial Palace at the moment. Big Brother is the leader of the Thirteen Constabularies, and we can only prevail if Big Brother is around. I shall save His Majesty, and Big Brother shall stay here and attack!” Chi Hou immediately shook his head.

”If I perish in battle, you shall lead the Thirteen Constabularies, Little Brother …”

”Big Brother, my mind has been set. If not for Big Brother's reminders, I would have already committed atrocious mistakes in our journey to the Flame Capital City. Only Big Brother is worthy of being the leader of the Thirteen Constabularies. I'll be off, Big Brother!” With that, Chi Hou immediately yanked the reins of his horse and turned around, riding straight towards the Imperial Palace at top speed.

Xing Hou gazed at Chi Hou's figure riding away into the distance, dazed. He wanted to say something else, but he swallowed his words in the end.

”Mountain Breaking Army!”

”Here!”

”Line up, attack!”

”Yes!”

...

The Throne Room of the Imperial Palace.

The worn-down yet quaint bronze Near-Life Gate still stood in the centre of the Throne Room, but its two heavy bronze doors have already been closed shut again. And in front of the Near-Life Gate, stood a man dressed in white like a scholar. His eyes flickered with a demonic and strange green glow.

”Ooo …” Three menacing beasts creeped lowly before the 'Demonic Man', their eyes closed shut as they let out soft moaning sounds.

”Why aren't you bowing?” After hearing the moans of the three beasts, the Demonic Man finally looked at the Emperor Lin Mubai and Chen Feihua. His sound was crisp and clear, and his eyes shimmered with a dark green glow.

”This is bad. Dragon Protection Squad, protect His Majesty and Lady Hua Fei!” Fang Qing subconsciously took a step forward as he met the Demonic Man's gaze.

As the first Dragon Envoy of the Dragon Protection Squad, he was responsible for safeguarding the might and dignity of the Great Xia Empire and his Emperor. Who his opponents were, or how powerful they were, were not in his considerations.

Following his command, hundreds from the Dragon Protection Squad stepped out in unison, spreading themselves in front of the Emperor Lin Mubai and Chen Feihua. Even the Imperial Ranger Squad guarding the doorway of the Throne Room was activated, with each soldier raising their long spears, pointing straight at the Demonic Man.

”Your Majesty? Oh, is this the Imperial Palace?” The Demonic Man scanned his surroundings, glancing past the various soldiers of the Dragon Protection Squad and Imperial Ranger Squad. His eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment.

He then cracked a smile shortly after. It was a smile evoking surprise and curiosity, like a predatory hawk suddenly spotting a herd of sheep.

”Hahaha …” He chortled loudly and maniacally, thrusting his body forward and backward. As his laughter reverberated , the entire Throne Room shuddered violently.

”Rumble!”

Countless fragments of rubble cascaded down from the ceiling as multiple cracks extended swiftly throughout the floor.

”Boom!”

The few golden pillars holding up the Throne room seemed to have been destroyed by something, and collapsed instantly as the ceiling crashed down.

”The Throne Room is collapsing!”

”Quick, protect His Majesty!”

”Your Majesty, please leave!”

Voices rang out from the Dragon Protection Squad and the Imperial Ranger Squad.