The three figures left the main hall of the Imperial City but did not go far.
Instead, they wandered silently around the majestic Imperial City.
Each of the three held a few inconspicuous, jet-black pebbles in their hands.
At each corner of the wall, he would press the pebbles into the ground.
The pebble was buried in the soil, leaving no trace.
But the man in black robes couldn't contain himself any longer and asked suspiciously, "Can these few broken stones really be of any use?"
Upon hearing this...
The old man glanced at him indifferently and said, "If you hadn't been so talkative in the hall just now, why would we have needed to plot again?"
"Forehead..."
The old man sighed helplessly and continued, "This formation was obtained from the ruins of the East Glory Sect. Although it is an incomplete piece, it is still extremely powerful. Once the formation is complete, no matter what kind of demons or monsters they are, as long as they are still in the Tower-Ascending Realm stage, they will instantly fall into a daze. It's just a matter of how long it takes."
"When the time comes, one of us will make the move, and the two of us will provide support. Even if it only takes a few breaths, it will be enough to capture those two right under that old Daoist's nose..."
Hearing this explanation...
The man in black robes smirked, knowing he was in the wrong.
He dared not say another word.
After about the time it takes for several incense sticks to burn.
The three reunited.
A chilling glint flashed in the old man's eyes. "That's enough. You two, who's going to make the move?"
"Quack..."
The man in black robes let out a strange laugh and declared without hesitation, "Of course it's me..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Another man, who had been silent for a long time, finally said in a deep voice, "I'll go."
The man in black robes stared in astonishment.
But then the man curled his lip and said sarcastically, "I'm afraid someone will gossip again and ruin things."
"You son of a bitch..."
It looked like the two were about to argue again.
The old man felt a sudden headache.
If I had known he was this kind of person, He Bi have joined forces with him in the first place?
A piece of trash who's good for nothing but causing trouble!
"Alright, alright!"
The old man waved his hand impatiently.
"Let him go. The two of us will keep watch and provide backup... If Wu Shisan's happening, we'll engage him briefly, but we absolutely must not linger in battle."
Upon hearing these words...
Although the man in black robes was indignant, he knew that now was not the time to act rashly, so he could only nod reluctantly.
The old man took a deep breath and lowered his voice. "I will activate the great formation in a moment. At that time, a loud noise will surely be heard above the Imperial City, and golden light will flash. Under the formation's cover, everyone will be momentarily stunned."
He paused, then turned his gaze to the silent man.
"Take advantage of this opportunity to rush into the Imperial City and capture the emperor and the patriarch. Remember, there must be no hesitation whatsoever."
The man simply nodded indifferently.
"Um."
"Alright, let's begin."
A fierce glint flashed in the old man's eyes, and he slowly raised three withered fingers.
"Listen to my command."
"Three."
"Two."
"One..."
The moment the words left his mouth.
The man's figure suddenly transformed into a streak of Streak of Light, silently rushing towards the Imperial City.
at the same time.
The old man's expression turned solemn, he formed hand Hand Seals and began chanting incantations.
boom--
A deep, muffled bang exploded from the sky.
The man in black robes subconsciously looked up at the sky above the Imperial City.
As expected.
A blinding golden light flashed, tearing through the night and dyeing half the sky a golden hue.
Can...
The man in the black robe frowned.
The golden light flashed by quickly, and then there was no further movement.
"What's going on?"
Why did it stop?
A sense of unease crept into his heart, and he turned his head in confusion to look at the old man beside him.
The next moment.
The black-robed man's pupils instantly turned into two green beans.
"This... this..."
The old man beside him had lost half of his body, and it was unclear when.
From the left shoulder down to the right hip up, the flesh was mangled and bloody, as if half of it had been diagonally sliced off.
His Primordial Spirit floated out from his broken body and stared blankly at him.
Clearly, the old man himself was unaware of what had just happened.
His instincts, honed from years of living on the edge, left him no time to ponder what had happened.
The Black Mist around him exploded with a roar, and he instinctively tried to retreat.
However.
A dazzling golden light appeared before his eyes without him even realizing it.
"You..."
boom--
The black-robed man's head instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
at the same time.
Just as Streak of Light was about to rush into the Imperial City, he suddenly stopped.
A figure in black appeared out of thin air behind him.
With five fingers like hooks, she lightly and casually gripped the man's crown.
Click.
A crisp sound.
The man's eyes dimmed instantly, and his body went limp like a rag doll.
In the blink of an eye.
The three Martial Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal had their physical bodies completely annihilated!
Such a commotion instantly alerted all the cultivators in Chang'an City.
Countless gazes turned towards the sky above the Imperial City.
All that could be seen was the Nine Heavens above.
Suddenly, another figure appeared.
His dark robes billowed in the long wind.
He was surrounded by billowing Black Mist, as deep as an abyss or a prison.
Within the mist, golden and crimson divine light flickered and pulsed, like the breath of a dragon.
The girl stood in the sky, her expression indifferent.
A pair of eyes coldly surveyed the Imperial City below.
"..."
The three Primordial Spirit converged, looking at the girl with surprise and doubt.
The black-robed Primordial Spirit stammered, "You just... activated the grand formation?"
The old man's Primordial Spirit beside him looked around blankly. "Ah..."
The black-robed Primordial Spirit suddenly realized something.
A deafening roar, a golden light tearing through the night... What the hell was that formation?!
It was clearly the force of this person arriving from nowhere!
Oh crap!!!
The same thought simultaneously arose in the minds of the three of them.
However.
Before they could make any move.
The girl in black robes, standing high in the Nine Heavens, slowly raised her eyelids.
His gaze fell upon the three of them.
I never expected... it would only be for a short period of time away from Beijing.
The Great Tang had changed dramatically, with so many foreign cultivators now present.
With the current methods of the Great Tang, how can they possibly make these people obedient?
If so, how would you explain these three people in front of you?
Fortunately, he managed to bring back the method for achieving the Golden Body.
With this method, the Great Tang still could not be considered a top-tier power.
At least, I won't feel as powerless as I do now...
but.
Before that.
There's one more thing to do.
The girl slowly raised her right hand.
Beneath the shattered skin, a crimson light suddenly intensified.
A terrifying, crimson light, obscuring the sky, slowly gathered behind her.
The next moment.
Jiang Yuechu flicked her wrist and delivered a chop to the neck.
Buzz--
The world suddenly fell silent.
A crescent moon, thousands of feet long, appeared out of thin air.
The crescent moon is eerily beautiful, possessing a breathtakingly exquisite charm.
Yet it also contains a terrifying sharpness capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.
"No--!!!"
The piercing screams abruptly ceased.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people.
In the blink of an eye.
The Primordial Spirit of the three Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal were shattered beneath that blood moon.
Then it transformed into countless points of light and dissipated into the world.
Jiang Yuechu slowly withdrew her hand and waved her sleeve.
The billowing Black Mist surged and swept back the three broken bodies scattered on the ground, along with several Storage Bag, and casually stuffed them into the Hanxu Bag.
After doing all that.
The girl did not land on the ground; instead, she floated down to the rooftop of the highest palace in the Imperial City.
He ignored the shouts of the crowd below.
She simply sat cross-legged slowly on the towering glazed tiles, on the dragon spine symbolizing the supreme imperial power of the Tang Emperor.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
At this very moment.
The Emperor High Ancestor, who was helping each other out of the main hall of the Imperial City, and the crowd of people looking up at the sky, could not hide the light of reverence in their eyes as they stared intently at that straight back.
The girl's figure was not particularly tall.
It is far less dazzling than the Buddhas and deities enshrined in temples.
It was not as auspicious as the myriad streams of auspicious energy that appeared when the True Person of the Grotto-Heaven
But she just sat there quietly.
This vast Chang'an City.
The whole city is in turmoil.
No one dared to look at them with the same gaze again.
Looking directly at the Great Tang.
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