Wang Gang stood where he was, watching a figure in white slowly descend from the sky. He wanted to cry but could not, his face full of misery as he forced out a smile.
"Greetings, Director."
This had gotten out of hand. The director had come personally.
Now they were truly finished.
Clad in white, he slowly descended amidst the falling snow. His figure was upright, and his aura seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding environment.
When he landed, his back faced Ghost Servant and Wang Gang. He was like an insurmountable mountain, his white robe fluttering in the wind, bearing the air of an immortal.
On the back of that white robe, four characters had been meticulously embroidered in golden thread: "Martial Suppression of the World." They radiated unparalleled majesty and dominance.
He paid no attention to the two behind him. He merely withdrew the suppression on their true qi, then raised his right hand. Gens floated into the air and drifted before the man in white.
Quite a few experts from around the prince's residence had already arrived. Yet upon seeing that white figure, they all stopped and stood there quietly.
Well, there went their credit.
After causing such a huge commotion, Chu Xuanao could hardly remain peacefully inside his residence. He emerged from the prince's residence wearing a white fur cloak, a peculiar amusement on his face.
Someone really had dared to come to his door and cause trouble.
His people had merely left. They had not been crippled.
Besides, he was not his Fourth Brother. With a single call to arms, aside from those from the Divine Kingdom, he did not even have anyone in Tiandu City to wave a flag for him.
Maternal Aunt Bai Feiyu and Three Tiger accompanied him at his side.
When Ghost Servant saw Chu Xuanao emerge, he moved and returned to Chu Xuanao's side.
As Ghost Servant flew back, the man in white turned to look at him and spoke softly.
"You are quite capable. Is Your Highness well?"
At such speed, no one in the Ascension Realm could surpass him. No wonder those three youngsters had given this man such an evaluation.
Having been called out by name, Chu Xuanao walked down the steps before the prince's residence. Behind him, Ghost Servant's true qi formed a barrier that kept out the wind and snow.
Arriving beside the man in white, Chu Xuanao said calmly.
"Greetings, Director Jun. Rest assured, I have remained in the residence and am unharmed."
Looking at the man in white, Chu Xuanao had guessed that he would make a move tonight. He simply had not expected him to move against this place.
The man before him was Jun Zhipou, director of Dagan's Town Martial Division, a Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert renowned throughout the four nations.
Yet what made him most famous was not the formidable martial strength of his Celestial Phenomenon Realm cultivation, but his mad and ruthless schemes.
Two hundred years ago, he entered the Martial World under the alias Yun Zherri. He plotted across the Martial World, founded the Deceive Heaven Alliance, recruited talented youths from all sides, and threw Dagan's Martial World into turmoil.
Back then, Yun Zherri had once declared:
"When winds and clouds rise beneath the nine heavens, our swords shall point to the vault of the sky.
When prodigies and heroes gather, hegemony shall be discussed with laughter."
Who knew how many prodigies had dreamed of those words, how many had been captivated by them.
His personal charisma made countless Martial World experts bow their heads. At that time, Yun Zherri could be called the leading figure of Dagan's younger generation in the Martial World.
He was also the future pillar in the hearts of countless people. Whether it was talent, ability, methods, or loyalty, he inspired sincere admiration.
Many followed him, wishing to keep pace with him, even if it meant only seeing the road he had traveled.
Everyone believed he would become one of the future giants of the Martial World, and that the Deceive Heaven Alliance would soar to the very summit of the Martial World.
Perhaps, if blessed by fate, the Deceive Heaven Alliance might even have had the chance to become like Dagan's four greatest factions, standing as if in the heavens and drawing the gazes of all below.
Yet just as every faction began placing its bets on the Deceive Heaven Alliance, he personally destroyed the entire alliance, destroyed the brothers who had once shared life and death with him, and destroyed the oath he had once made.
In the Battle of Qilian, countless people answered his call. That battle crippled Great Feng's Martial World, and it also took away half of Dagan's Martial World.
Even Heavenly Being Realm experts from Three Demon Mountain had moved in that battle, declaring that they would destroy the Five Elements Heavenly Sect. The top factions of both nations had all entered Yun Zherri's scheme.
Naturally, the Imperial Clan had also pushed matters from behind the scenes. But no one could deny the role played by Yun Zherri, the foremost of the Nine Heavens Kings of the Deceive Heaven Alliance, who had stirred the winds and clouds.
This matter also indirectly triggered the Battle of Cangshui more than a hundred years ago. However, Dagan still lost, even surrendering the land of Cangshui.
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Everyone believed Yun Zherri had died in the Qilian Mountain Range, fallen for his country.
Until more than eighty years ago, a Heavenly Being Realm ancestor of the Dagan Imperial Clan personally entered Great Yan and rescued Blood Buddha, the founder of the Blood Buddha Temple, who had secretly wreaked havoc in Great Yan for decades.
Wherever one passed, traces would inevitably remain. Great Yan also learned the root cause of the Martial World unrest that had plagued it for decades.
The Battle of Yunzhou eighty years ago began because of this. However, Great Yan's foundations had been damaged by Blood Buddha's decades of devastation, and Great Yan lost that battle.
After returning, his imperial grandfather was still on the throne. He personally wrote the plaque bearing the words "Martial Suppression of the World," and Jun Zhipou was appointed director of the Town Martial Division.
From then on, Jun Zhipou, director of the Town Martial Division, rose to prominence.
But his reputation was simply too great. As time passed, those old secrets were exposed as well.
Only then did the world learn that the Imperial Clan had been secretly backing the Deceive Heaven Alliance all along. But what could anyone do?
Cause trouble for the Imperial Clan?
Was that possible?
Go after Jun Zhipou?
But while he had been in Great Yan, he had already entered the Celestial Phenomenon Realm and become a true giant of the Martial World.
Rumor had it that after the truth came out, a Heavenly Being Realm expert from Three Demon Mountain had once entered the capital to demand an explanation from the Imperial Clan and sought to take the head of the former Yun Zherri. But the Imperial Clan stopped him, and he failed.
Three Demon Mountain made an agreement with the Imperial Clan: as long as Jun Zhipou did not leave Tiandu City, there would be no issue. But if he stepped out of Tiandu City, they would take his head.
From then on, the director of the Town Martial Division never again left Tiandu City, nor did he ever again look upon the Martial World he had thrown into chaos for more than a century.
Yet he had never truly left the Martial World. Sitting within Tiandu City, he laid plans across the Martial World, and in recent years, the name of the Town Martial Division had become increasingly terrifying.
"Roar, roar, roar."
Gens's howls became ever more shrill and piercing, pulling Chu Xuanao from his thoughts about the director's legends.
Chu Xuanao then looked at Gens, whose eyes were blood-red and whose face was twisted with pain and madness, and asked in confusion.
"Director Jun, what is this?"
If it was said that the Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert at his Fourth Brother's residence had died, Chu Xuanao knew exactly what had happened. But as for this Gens before him, he was truly baffled.
Gone mad? It did not look like it.
How had he turned himself into this sorry state?
He could not even speak like a person anymore.
It could not be that Ghost Servant's few kicks yesterday had turned him into an idiot, could it?
Could the delayed effect really be this strong?
If that was true, would his Fourth Brother try to shake him down for compensation?
At that moment, an old man in plain clothes appeared beside Jun Zhipou.
Chu Xuanao hurriedly bowed in greeting.
"Greetings, Ancestor."
The old man examined Chu Xuanao carefully and said with interest.
"You have been training well lately. How has it been going?"
Chu Xuanao smiled, and there was even a hint of reserve in his tone as he replied.
"Thank you for your concern, Ancestor. It feels quite good."
This man was one of the Imperial Clan's Celestial Phenomenon Realm ancestors. He guarded the Imperial Palace and usually remained in the Imperial Clan's martial treasury. Today's events had evidently alarmed even him.
Chu Xuanao had only learned from his Imperial Father that this ancestor was named Chu Yinghao and that his cultivation was in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. Beyond that, he knew nothing.
As for Chu Yinghao's remark about his training, Chu Xuanao knew he was referring to his Yang Shen Gong. Although Yuan Tiangang had concealed it, that only concealed his cultivation. The Sarira and Yuan Tiangang's supreme yang power had been nourishing him these past days.
His true qi had long since assimilated and fused with it, undergoing changes. One look at his true qi was enough to tell that he had not slacked off these days and had improved greatly.
Yuan Tiangang's supreme yang power in particular had been of great help to his true qi cultivation method.
He too cultivated a supreme yang art, though its emphasis differed from Yuan Tiangang's. Yuan Tiangang's Tiangang Art focused on explosive force, while Yang Shen Gong cultivated the changes brought to the body by supreme yang power.
Old Ancestor Yinghao also cultivated Yang Shen Gong. Back when Chu Xuanao had chosen Yang Shen Gong, the ancestor had said that he had good judgment.
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