Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, and I, His Master, Can't Keep Lying Low

Wen Zhong snorted coldly. The moment he received the order, he immediately assembled the army and rushed here.

These people had originally kept themselves fairly well in line, but after his arrival, they repeatedly encroached upon the border. Already dissatisfied, Wen Zhong was now utterly enraged.

He immediately gathered the main army, ready to wipe them out in one stroke!

Who would have thought that when his army bore down on them, the enemy would already be waiting here as though they had long been prepared.

"Grand Tutor, these men have strict discipline. They are nothing like a ragtag mob—I fear they will be difficult to handle!"

At Wen Zhong's side, a general clasped his hands in salute.

Wen Zhong smiled faintly. "They came prepared. If they truly were a ragtag mob, how would they dare violate our border?"

"Then what should we do, Grand Tutor?"

The general's expression shifted. The situation before them would undoubtedly lead to a hard battle, and no matter the outcome, it would surely leave behind a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Hmph!"

Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes, killing intent slowly rising from his body. "These rebels have disturbed our border; they are clearly targeting Great Shang. No matter the outcome today, we must wipe them out!"

"Grand Tutor is right! We absolutely cannot let these fellows' arrogance grow any further!"

Another general clapped and cheered after hearing Wen Zhong's words. He then slowly stepped forward. "Grand Tutor, allow this subordinate to take the field for the first battle!"

Wen Zhong nodded. "Very well. Go test them out. I want to see what gives them such confidence!"

At this moment, within the Western Teachings, Daoist Jieyin and Zhunti both opened their eyes.

"It has begun!"

Daoist Jieyin spoke softly, while Zhunti laughed. "Isn't this precisely the outcome we wanted?"

"Jieyin, the purpose of this operation is only to kill that brat Di Xin. As for uninvolved people, we should still show mercy."

Daoist Jieyin nodded. "Indeed. These people will all become our believers in the future. It would be unwise to create too much slaughter."

On the battlefield, the general slowly stepped forward, gripping a long spear and pointing it directly at the enemy camp!

"Who dares fight me!"

"Hahaha! A mere junior dares to shout so loudly? This general will come have a taste of you!"

The instant his words fell, a figure charged out from the opposing camp.

"The two immediately clashed, and after several exchanges, they were actually evenly matched!"

"Strange. This man actually has spiritual energy fluctuations!"

Wen Zhong watched the battle between the two, his brows tightly furrowed!

This general of his had some experience in cultivation and could be considered an expert at the Dao Integration realm!

Yet the opponent had been steadily suppressing the general all along. Others might not have noticed, but Wen Zhong had discovered that the enemy was doing so deliberately!

Boom!

Suddenly, a surge of spiritual energy spread out, and Wen Zhong's expression changed!

"Not good! This man is actually an Earth Immortal realm expert!"

With that, he stomped fiercely on his horse's back and shot directly into the air!

Clang!

The sound of weapons colliding rang out as Wen Zhong directly knocked the opponent back!

"Hmph! I never expected the Shang Dynasty to have an expert like you. With such ability, why serve under that brat Di Xin? Join me, and I can guarantee you everything you desire!"

Faced with Wen Zhong's attack, the other man did not become angry. Instead, he wore a cold smile, as though Wen Zhong's Xuan Immortal cultivation posed no threat to him at all!

"Arrogant!"

Wen Zhong roared and immediately prepared to kill the man!

But just then, an aura erupted, and Wen Zhong's face instantly changed.

"Golden Immortal!"

"Since your cultivation was not easily attained, hurry and take your men and get lost. Otherwise, I will make blood flow like a river here!"

A voice sounded beside Wen Zhong's ear. His expression changed drastically, and bitterness immediately appeared on his face.

He was naturally not afraid of death, but he did not wish to die without meaning. A Golden Immortal realm expert could wipe out his entire army with a mere wave of the hand.

"Withdraw!"

Wen Zhong helplessly gave the order. Clearly, they had lost this clash!

In Chaoge, Di Xin gently set down the letter in his hand, his brows drawn into a tight knot!

There was actually a Golden Immortal realm expert—these people truly had no shame!