The War God's Might (continued)

In fact, for the experts present, using light-footed skills to cross the sea on the waves would be faster than taking a boat. However, doing so would be too tiring, and the issue of endurance would also need to be considered, but these are all solvable problems.

One of the Shadow Hero Guard couldn't help but say, "Mad Ink, it's just speculation. Isn't it inappropriate to suspect us without evidence?" Ultimately, he was mindful of his status and dared not be too forceful in his tone.

"If there's evidence, is it still called suspicion? If there's evidence, just kill them. Why waste so much time talking? It's precisely because there's no evidence that we have suspicion. I'm giving everyone a chance to prove their innocence. You must trust the organization; they won't wrongly accuse an innocent person, nor will they let a bad one go. Alright, time is of the essence. You should hurry back, otherwise traveling at sea in the dark is very dangerous. Of course, you should also be wary of each other. If there really is a spy among us, his most important thing is to kill and escape."

"But..."

"Whoever opposes this again is the prime suspect."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. They could tell that Si Ming was not a patient person. If provoked, he could kill you with a single punch, and no one could complain. In ancient times, generals could act first and report later when leading troops. The situation was the same now. As the commander, if Si Ming suspected someone of being a spy, he could kill them on charges of disrupting morale. Even if the person was later proven innocent, he would at most offer an apology and let it go.

If you feel it's dangerous, don't go to the battlefield. If you're on the battlefield, obey orders obediently, unless the commander-in-chief commits a grave mistake of defecting to the enemy. Otherwise, you cannot disobey orders.

With no further objections, the group quickly split into two teams and acted separately.

During their journey, Xia Guanxue couldn't help but ask, "Do you really believe there's a spy among us?"

Si Ming casually replied, "It's hard to say. If there really is a spy, then he should know that those Demon Beast alone can't deal with us. If we're going to send one, we should send one that's much stronger. Not to mention Demon King, we should at least send a Demon General. With this mediocre level, we can only hold off martial artists below the Spirit Transformation."

Ying Zhou said, "Then why were you so determined to drive those people away? I thought you had discovered something!"

"It's possible there are, it's possible there aren't, let's just treat it as if there are. Anyway, a few more or fewer won't make a difference. It doesn't matter if there are no spies, but having spies around will only lead to leaks of information, so we naturally need to get rid of them as soon as possible."

"Then why did you send them back instead of to Nation of Valor? If they operated separately, there would be no need to worry about intelligence leaks."

There were no questions. It was just a casual remark. Si Ming felt these guys were an eyesore by being around, so he sent them back. He never even considered the option of them going to Nation of Valor together.

Before he could explain, Xia Guanxue said, "If there are spies among them, and there are accomplices in Nation of Valor, the people acting with the spies will be in danger, and our intelligence will be leaked. Conversely, if these people return to China together, the spy will be unable to pass on messages and will not dare to kill anyone. The forces they rely on will at most guess that the Mohist School sent someone to intervene, but they will not know who that person actually is."

"I see," Murong Wu said, looking at Si Ming with admiration. "In such a short time, Brother Si Ming has considered every aspect and left no room for error. You are truly amazing."

Si Ming smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, displaying the demeanor of a superior person.

Three hours later, the four of them finally arrived in Nation of Valor. Since they did not take a ship, they did not need to find a dock or go through customs. They could simply go directly onto the land, which saved them a lot of trouble.

Once on land, Ying Zhou was panting heavily, his hands supporting his knees, looking exhausted. His Internal Cultivation was only at level ten, and he wasn't good at light footwork. The difficulty of walking on the sea was far greater than running on land. The three-hour run had exhausted him. If Si Ming hadn't transferred his True Qi to him halfway through, he probably would have had to find a small island to rest.

Xia Guanxue glanced at him disdainfully, but said nothing. Normally, Ying Zhou would have argued with him and yelled, "What are you looking at?", but he simply didn't have the energy for that now.

Murong Wu handed over a qi-boosting pill. After swallowing it, Ying Zhou gasped, "Leaving aside those two guys, why are you so relaxed too?"

The other three all had even breathing. Even Murong Wu, who had the lowest cultivation level, only had slightly rapid breathing, like an ordinary person who had just run a lap around the track without even breaking a sweat. Compared to him, Ying Zhou seemed particularly weak.

Murong Wu said, "Ever since I started practicing the 'Shennong's Three Fists' that Brother Si Ming gave me, my physical strength and internal energy have recovered very quickly, and even mental fatigue can be eliminated very quickly."

Shennong's Three Fists have this effect?

Si Ming thought for a moment. His physical strength was unfathomable, and his Internal Cultivation recovery relied entirely on the Vacuum Zero-Energy Furnace. He had no chance to test the effects of Shennong's Three Fists. Perhaps Murong Wu's physique was particularly suitable for this martial art, and it might not have the same effect on others.

Ying Zhou was a strong-willed man and naturally did not want to burden others, so he urged them to set off after only a short rest.

The three of them traveled at a fast pace. Running on land was much easier than walking on the sea. Moreover, using light-footed skills to travel was more convenient than using transportation because they didn't need to take detours. They could simply choose a direction and go straight ahead. Neither rivers nor houses could block their way. Even if there were mountains blocking their path, they could simply take to the air for a while.

Thus, they arrived at the Nation of Valor Royal Palace in less than half an hour.

Given the physical abilities of martial artists in this world, the walls of the imperial palace were built to be extremely tall. While not quite reaching the absurd level of "hundreds of feet high," they were still at least ten feet high, far surpassing the Forbidden City on Earth.

At this time, the palace was surrounded by a large army. Except for the mountain to the north, which made it difficult to station troops, there were troops stationed in the southeast, west and south, blocking all roads leading to the outside world from the palace.

To avoid attracting attention, Si Ming and the others did not approach the battlefield, but instead found a high place to look out.

"It doesn't seem to have fallen yet; the outer walls are still intact..." Xia Guanxue's eyes suddenly sharpened. "Something's wrong!"

Suddenly, the east gate of the palace opened, and a figure walked out. He then accelerated, running faster and faster, heading straight for the outer army.

Panting heavily, Ying Zhou clicked his tongue and said, "Who is this guy? Charging into the enemy lines alone, that's pretty fierce."

Si Ming, "Who else could be capable of such a thing? It's naturally the Universe-Shaking Divine General Ba Shenhuang who shakes the universe."

Ba Shenhuang's actions also attracted the attention of the garrison in the east. The Military School Bingjia Wuzu, as expected of the most elite soldiers in the Sea Continent, reacted immediately, and thousands of crossbow bolts flew out, like a dark cloud descending.

Such an offensive naturally could not stop Ba Shenhuang, nor could it slow his advance even by half a step. His powerful protective Gang Qi shattered all the approaching arrows into dust. Ba Shenhuang crashed straight into the army, ignoring even the deer antlers and chariots that blocked his way. He could have gone around them, but he chose to knock them away instead, and then advanced inwards with unstoppable momentum.

Ba Shenhuang, who charged into the army, did not go on a killing spree. He didn't even raise his hand, but just kept charging forward, knocking away everyone and everything in his path, his target the central army camp, ignoring all obstacles.

A mounted soldier was unable to dodge in time and was sent flying along with his horse by Ba Shenhuang. His body was twisted irregularly in mid-air, clearly beyond saving.

The soldiers quickly realized that they were no match for the War God of War. In the face of such an absolute difference in strength, numbers were meaningless; only the strong could defeat the strong.

"Stop!"

After Ba Shenhuang had traversed a third of the minion wave, two Spirit Transformation Grandmaster finally made their move: Yi Rihai, known as "Golden Snake Transforms into a Dragon," and Bai Fengshan, known as "Soul-Terrifying Sword."

Facing the War God of the Military School, neither of them dared to be careless. They went all out from the start. Bai Fengshan was slightly faster, and his sword light was as sharp as thunder. The sword blade was wrapped with Sword Intent that could directly damage the soul. His sword moves were unpredictable and hard to fathom.

Yi Rihai was skilled with a gun, but he was half a step behind Bai Fengshan. It seemed that there was a difference in speed and a lack of coordination, which gave his opponent the opportunity to defeat him one by one. However, at the moment Bai Fengshan made his move, Bai Fengshan.

"Stop? I think it's your path in life that should stop!"

Ba Shenhuang snorted, raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The enormous force condensed into a wall of energy, blocking all angles of evasion and giving the opponent no chance to change his tactics.

Bai Fengshan's One Sword, imbued with the power of his entire life, was forced to break under the force of the palm strike. The power concentrated on the sword's edge was also crushed and disintegrated by the palm's force. If he hadn't been holding a soft sword of divine weapon quality, it would probably have shattered from the blow.

Fortunately, before making his move, Bai Fengshan had reserved some strength for retreat. After all, he was facing the Universe-Shaking Divine General, who was known as the number one person below the Void Returning. He dared not really fight to the death with his opponent. Therefore, although he was shocked by his opponent's strength, he was able to withdraw his power in time and dodge to the side.

In that instant, Yi Rihai made his move. The python spat out its tongue, and the spearhead transformed into a golden rainbow, tearing through the space along its path. Almost as if teleporting, it pierced Ba Shenhuang's ribs in the blink of an eye, a truly cunning and ruthless act.

But this shot was just the visible attack. He had a hidden gun lurking underground, ready to strike at any moment. This was the real killing move. The gun in his hand was just a decoy to attract attention. Of course, if the opponent couldn't even block the decoy, there was no need to launch the hidden gun.