Chapter 174: Chapter 146: The Military Saint Arrives in Person, The Might of a Saint, Chaos in the Capital City

“Isn’t he living in seclusion at the Confucian Temple?”

“When did he come out?”

Ning Tomb remained silent. He brought two fingers together, and black Literary Qi merged with red Taoist Qi. He was, in fact, a Great Cultivator practicing both Confucian and Daoist Dual Cultivation.

In an instant, two auras surged violently between heaven and earth, like the appearance of world-shaking Treasure Swords.

“This is bad! Retreat! Those are the Military Saint’s two Lifebound Treasures: Slaying Dao and Asking the Buddha. Both were forged from the souls of those he killed, and they are normally stored in his Qi Sea. If he unleashes them, heaven and earth will know no peace!”

Above the sea of clouds, the numerous prying strands of Divine Sense all scattered, no longer daring to watch.

High in the clouds, the tip of an eight-hundred-meter-long sword appeared, shimmering with vibrant colors like a crimson sun.

A massive, world-shaking sword descended from the sky in an instant, crashing against the Imperial Palace’s National Defense Array.

The Grand Array was like paper; it tore apart in a flash.

The might of a Lifebound Treasure was unparalleled. In an instant, it flattened the Dragon Vein within a hundred-mile radius of Nan Zhou.

For a moment, a dead silence fell over heaven and earth.

However, the Lifebound Flying Sword did not stop. It shot toward the territory of Great Yan.

…

In the Great Yan Capital City, a storm was brewing.

The old man fishing from his steady seat in the sky suddenly looked toward another part of the heavens, his expression turning grave.

「At the entrance of the Great Yan Holy Bright Palace」

A man with salt-and-pepper hair, androgynous features, and a tall, slender build walked out. His ten fingers were fair and long, but it was his inch-long fingernails that were especially eye-catching.

The Piano Demon looked at the Old Eunuch in the red Python Robe beside him and asked:

“Eunuch, someone is heading straight for the Great Yan Imperial Palace. What should be done?”

“Have the Mountain and Water Deities who watch over the nation’s Destiny take action,” the Old Eunuch said flatly.

In an instant, a figure riding a sword tore through the sky and arrived above the Imperial Capital.

Purple mist rose from the twelve Incense Burners of the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy. The incense smoke coalesced into a massive Golden Talisman. With this as the starting point, Human World Divine Beings from all directions answered the command, revealing their majestic Dharma Bodies.

The Water Goddess of the Imperial Capital stood on the river’s surface. She raised her wide sleeves, looked to the heavens, and a one-hundred-meter-tall Golden Body Dharma Aspect manifested.

Throughout the lands of Great Yan, True Gods with colossal Dharma Aspects unleashed their Mana, gathering it upon the Golden Talisman.

The Water Goddess was the first to fly up and meet the threat, her voice ethereal and distant.

“Halt. Ahead lies the Great Yan Imperial Capital.”

But it seemed the Sword Master had no habit of announcing himself. The streak of light pierced straight through the Water Goddess’s Golden Body.

BOOM!

In the span of a single breath, both the Dharma Aspect and the Golden Light shattered into pieces.

Within the Capital City, the many experts of Great Yan gasped in astonishment and confusion.

“This Saint has come to Great Yan to kill someone. Meddlers, do not interfere. My apologies for the disturbance.”

A detached voice reached the ears of everyone in the Great Yan Imperial Palace.

The words were polite, but the tone was anything but. It was as if he had come to the Great Yan Imperial Capital vowing to kill someone and would not rest until he succeeded.

’This Saint?’

’Could it be a Saint in person?’

The Cabinet Ministers, the lords of the Court, and even the Three Academy Cultivators were all stunned.

A middle-aged man descended from the sky, coming to a stop above Changle Palace. He wore a short vest that covered only his chest and back, and he carried a Long Sword in his bare hand.

“Who among you is the Nan Zhou National Preceptor, Xun Yu? Come out and die. I’ll count to ten.”

Upon hearing the name, many people were completely baffled, not understanding what kind of grudge this man held against Xun Yu.

Only a few people’s expressions changed as they sensed something was wrong. Others had a moment of sudden realization, everything clicking into place.

For instance, Chief Minister Yuan Xuangang, Wang He’fu, and a few famous Great Scholars and Great Sages.

Of course, Lu Mingyuan, standing beside Princess Jinwu, didn’t dare make a move, but he had naturally heard that name before.

He had heard it by chance from Qi Xingyan.

’This man came to the Great Yan Imperial Palace to kill the Nan Zhou National Preceptor?’

’Then why come to Great Yan?’

’Don’t tell me the Nan Zhou National Preceptor is in the Great Yan Imperial Capital right now?’

’Was he the one who helped the Second Prince escape disaster, alarming two Saints in the process—Li Sheng and the Military Saint?’

Lu Mingyuan considered the possibility.

’If that’s the case…’

’…today’s drama is going to be spectacular.’

’It’s a clandestine game between multiple Saints.’

’The stage is massive, and the show will be a feast.’

’Go on, make a scene. The bigger the better. It would be best if they killed the Second Prince in the process.’

“Ten.”

The Military Saint began his countdown.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd moved.

The middle-aged man’s eyes narrowed, and without pausing, he shouted, “One!”

He slashed down with his sword.

An extremely fine golden thread appeared between him and Changle Palace, advancing with the swiftness of a tidal surge.

The Sword Qi flew true, striking a Great Scholar perfectly.

“Master Xun?!”

A scholar to the side cried out in shock.

However, this Master Xun was unharmed by the Sword Qi’s strike.

With a casual flick of his hand, he dissipated the Sword Qi at his fingertips.

Seeing that his identity had been exposed by the man in the sky, he stopped hiding and simply smiled faintly. “I never thought you’d actually dare to break your vow, leave the prison you made for yourself in the Confucian Temple, and take up your sword again. This old man truly underestimated you.”

“Now that you have, do you think you’ll have a single peaceful day for the rest of your life? I doubt the Buddhist Sect will let this go, will they?”

“Father-in-law!”

Lu Yunqing was utterly surprised and shocked to see Ning Tomb here.

That single cry reminded everyone of the middle-aged man’s identity.

He was the father of Princess Consort Ning.

The Military Saint of the Confucian Temple!

Everyone’s mouths fell open as they drew in a sharp breath. No one had expected the Military Saint to arrive so quickly. After the death of Princess Consort Ning, some had speculated that the Military Saint would not let the matter rest.

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