Today, the Suppression Bureau's Little Guan Gong Will Die Here

Li Kongxiang's voice echoed through the cavern for a long time, rumbling without end.

After ten years of bitter cultivation, everything had vanished in a single day. He no longer had any desire to live.

Su Changqing stared at the karst cave in silence and drew a deep breath.

Over a thousand Imperial Guards filled the hall, each with an embroidered spring saber at their waist. Dozens were above the True Qi Realm, yet they had been inferior to Li Kongxiang, who was only at Body Refinement.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he suddenly leaped down from the cave entrance.

"Commander Su, be careful!" Jin Yichuan shouted from the side.

He was badly injured and could not go help.

"Haha, Commander Jin, if I, Su Changqing, am fated to die here, do not look for my corpse. If I die here, then this shall be my burial ground!"

There were green hills everywhere under heaven!

He had entered this world alone, without family or friends. If he did not fight, he would die.

Su Changqing's laughter rang out from afar. His hair danced wildly in the wind, and his voice passed through the quiet, narrow karst cave, calm and detached.

His voice swept through the heavens, making all who heard it tremble with grief.

Wherever he died, that would be his grave!

"Commander Su has true courage!" Zhou Chu praised.

"Prepare to go down and assist Commander Su!" Jin Yichuan said coldly.

Once Su Changqing entered the karst cave, a heaven-shaking battle was bound to erupt. They could descend one after another as well.

The entrance to this natural karst cave was extremely narrow.

At first, it was so tight that only two or three people could pass through. After several meters, it suddenly opened up.

No one knew when it had formed. It stretched a hundred meters deep, quiet and deathly still.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed. A faint golden glow covered his eyes as the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade scraped against the wall, continuously slowing his descent.

"These Imperial Guards truly have no brains. Someone actually came here to throw away his life!"

"This karst cave is a hundred meters deep. Even we Xiantian Realm cultivators need to borrow force from the walls. Whoever comes down will fall to their death."

At the bottom, dozens of natural karst caves lay scattered in an irregular arrangement. Two red-robed eunuchs stood there, talking with cold expressions.

One of the eunuchs was tall, with ears hanging to his shoulders and a face as fat as a pig. The other was thin and frail, like a hemp stalk.

The two were complete opposites, but both undoubtedly possessed Xiantian Realm auras.

Nearby lay Li Kongxiang's body, sprawled on the ground. His flesh had nearly been smashed into pulp by the fall, blood splattering everywhere.

The fat eunuch had severed his head with a single stroke. His fleshy palm gripped Li Kongxiang's hair, casually dangling the head in his hand as though it were livestock.

Li Kongxiang's eyes were wide open and dull, seemingly carrying a trace of regret. There was no life left in them.

Su Changqing watched silently, unable to say a word.

"Six of the Seven Mountains of Cloud Dragon have already fallen. That Imperial Guard commander will likely arrive soon. We must be careful. Stop playing around," the thin eunuch said softly.

"This time, our East Factory sent seven Xiantian Realm experts. With Gongsun Wuji, that makes eight. No matter how powerful Commander Zuo is, he will surely die!"

The fat eunuch sneered.

He suddenly seemed to remember something and loosened his grip on Li Kongxiang's hair.

Li Kongxiang's head instantly fell. He casually raised his leg and kicked it.

The head flew into the air like a ball. His eyes turned cold as he lifted a finger, a brilliant golden light tearing through the air.

Li Kongxiang's head exploded alive in midair, blood spraying everywhere.

Name: Snow Fatty

Realm: Sixth Level of Xiantian...

...

Name: Snow Thin

Realm: Seventh Level of Xiantian...

The two were formidable and renowned within the East Factory. They were twin brothers.

Their coordination was seamless. They cultivated the Yin Yang Sha Tian Gong, combining fat and thin as one. Even Commander Zuo had once praised them.

Either one of them alone could have held the position of commander within the Imperial Guard. They were even stronger than Jin Yichuan and Tai Long.

Su Changqing slowly closed his eyes. He had thought there were hundreds of Quick Sabers below, which was why he had needed someone to scout ahead.

He recalled Li Kongxiang's furious roar.

"Li Kongxiang, in truth, you had already repaid what you owed me back at the Three Purities Hall."

Su Changqing murmured softly.

"Today, I will kill them all by myself!"

His feet stepped against the rock wall. True Qi surged throughout his body as he borrowed force and leaped downward.

With the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in hand, he resembled Guan Gong reborn, his divine might impossible to resist.

That Blade Aura tore through the sky, creating the world!

"Who is it?" Snow Thin reacted, his expression changing as he saw the irresistible Blade Aura.

"Retreat!"

He was incredibly fast. Having long mastered the East Factory's Rakshasa Steps, his speed was not inferior to Su Changqing's in the slightest.

He forcibly grabbed Snow Fatty beside him and rapidly retreated.

Snow Fatty felt a chill between his legs, his face filled with terror. He had nearly been cleaved into two by Su Changqing's blade.

"The Suppression Bureau's Little Guan Gong? Su Changqing!" he nearly roared coldly.

Su Changqing's reputation had risen swiftly. Both the East and West Factories had heard of him.

After all, a genius under twenty who could defeat Ye Tian was rarely seen in the world.

Su Changqing's eyes were cold and sharp. Without a word, he changed his downward slash into a horizontal sweep, his great blade unstoppable as it swept toward both men.

"What a vicious brat!" Snow Thin's expression changed. He pushed off with the tip of his foot, dragging Snow Fatty into the air again.

Like an eagle with sharp, cold talons, he seized Fatty Monk and soared upward, darting into a natural karst cave two zhang wide.

"Su Changqing, you still want to kill me? Avenge your Imperial Guard? Train for another two years first!"

Snow Fatty finally relaxed. The fat on his face jiggled as he looked down at Su Changqing, who held the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, and sneered.

"If you have the guts, chase us in!"

Su Changqing was called Little Guan Gong, but once he entered the karst cave, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade would immediately become useless!

Even the Frost Snow Saber would have little room to unfold, since the entire karst cave could only accommodate two or three people.

With the brothers attacking together, Su Changqing would die on the spot.

"If you have the guts, come up! Today, the Suppression Bureau's Little Guan Gong will die here!" Snow Fatty sneered.

"If I come, you two had better not run," Su Changqing said with a light laugh.

"Commander Zuo excels with long blades. In such a cramped place, even he would be at our mercy. You are merely at the Fifth Level of Xiantian. What courage do you have?" Snow Fatty scoffed.

"Fight me at close range, and I will kill you within three moves!"

At those words, Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. Calm and unruffled, he held the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade horizontally before suddenly throwing it.

The Blade Aura's golden light was dazzling, and its sharp hum through the air was piercing.

The brothers' expressions changed in shock as they split apart to evade it.

"Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill? Fifth Revolution!" Snow Thin rasped in horror.