For a moment, the war boat crossed the sky, and the heaven and earth were silent.
Following Xiahou Lie's order, the entire Azure Cloud City seemed to be grabbed by the throat with giant hands.
In the past, Inner City, where merchants gathered and music was flowing, was transformed into a desperate death row filled with murderous intent in just half an hour.
City Lord's Mansion's elite guards and Great Xia Pacification Bureau's black armored warriors roared out, sealing all the Nine Black Iron Passes that penetrated Inner City and Outer City.
Dragon-Breaking Gate crashed down, and the heavily activated Space-Sealing Formation Disk on the gate glowed with light, blocking any fluctuations in Divine Sense's communication and the earth-escape talisman.
"Pacification Office is ordered to quell the rebellion! The idlers are living quietly behind closed doors, and those who come out without permission will be punished by the Nine Tribes!!"
The cold and piercing voice of the order was accompanied by the sound of the rushing war horses, echoing among the houses on the long street.
On the street, Rogue Cultivator and the vendors who originally sold elixirs and talismans were so frightened that they didn't even bother to pack up the Spirit Stone goods on the stalls. They crawled and fled into the inns and tea shops on both sides, closing the doors and windows tightly, not even daring to take a breath.
However, this is just the beginning.
For the Great Xia Pacification Bureau, the so-called "handling a case" has always been inseparable from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Under the absolute pressure of the Eighth Realm Pacification Commissioner, any conventional interrogation and verification were completely abandoned.
Seventh Realm Deputy General Chu Kuang personally led the team, and dozens of Prison Warden rushed straight into several Black Market and inns where Inner City Rogue Cultivator and foreign monks were the most numerous.
"Bang!!"
Thick wooden doors with defense Formation engraved on them were kicked to pieces mercilessly.
"Sir! Have mercy on me, my lord! Xiaodao is only selling low-level Grain Avoidance Pill Rogue Cultivator here, and has never participated in any battles between immortals!"
"Let me go! I am Chen Immortal Clan's distant guest, you can't--"
Screams, begging for mercy and the muffled sound of broken bones echoed in the streets and alleys.
For Pacification Office's eagle dog, the life of a low-level monk is worth less than a piece of grass.
Dozens of Rogue Cultivator who had been in and out of the Black Dragon Secret Realm area in the past half month were roughly arrested in the street, their hands were tightly held by Black Iron Demon-Locking Rings, and they were pressed against the muddy Bluestone board.
"Noisy."
Chu Kuang stood in the middle of the long street and spat out two words expressionlessly.
Next to him, an old prison man with a stooped figure and eyes glowing with green will-o'-the-wisps laughed ferociously, took a step forward, and pressed his right hand as dry as a chicken's claw on the Tianling Cap of a Fourth Realm Rogue Cultivator!
Soul-Searching Art!
One of the most domineering and inhumane forbidden techniques in Cultivation World!
"Ah--!"
The shrill scream instantly tore through the sky.
Fourth Realm Rogue Cultivator The entire face was distorted in an instant, and the eyeballs almost burst out of the eye sockets. The memories Divine Sense that were forcibly extracted turned into mottled blood, which poured into the palm of the old man continuously from Baihui Acupoint at the Crown.
In just a few breaths, the body of Rogue Cultivator twitched violently and collapsed, and his eyes turned white.
Sea of Consciousness was disrupted by violent external forces. It would take only a few years to recover.
Even if it recovers, the foundation will be damaged and it will be difficult to improve.
Soon, the old man used soul searching on more than ten Rogue Cultivators one after another, with extremely cold and cruel methods.
Half an hour later, the old man licked his chapped lips, held a few bloody Memory Crystal in his hand in front of Chu Kuang, and reported in a dark voice:
"Master Deputy General, it's verified."
"Before and after the Black Dragon Secret Realm was closed, Canghai Sword Sect True Disciple Song He did intercept and kill the two mortal warriors, a man and a woman, in a secret medicine garden."
"Song He not only failed to succeed, but the opponent used a heavy iron sledgehammer to break Flying Sword on the spot, smashing the sternum and falling, and all the big medicines Dragon Marrow Zhi and Earth Spirit Fruit were taken away!"
"Several Rogue Cultivator who were hanging out in Outer City Western Ward also confessed... After the man and the woman succeeded, they did not abscond from the city, but returned to the Bluestone compound deep in Western Ward in a dignified manner!"
"The night before yesterday, Canghai Sword Sect branch law enforcement elder Chen Yuan led a team to Western Ward to clean up. As a result... fifteen elite sword cultivators from the inner sect, They didn't even last half an hour in front of the gate of the Martial Sect, and were wiped out on the spot! Then, those ordinary people rushed into Eastern Glory Ward overnight, leveled the main hall of the helm, and took away all the treasures!"
Chu Kuang held the handle of the knife Immortal-Slaying Heavy Mo Dao at his waist, his knuckles turning slightly white from excessive force.
If the previous information about the crash of the Zhao Tiancheng Commander flying boat still made him doubtful, then this ironclad confession at this moment was deeply branded on his pride as a general of the Immortal Dynasty!
Annihilate all fifteen True Disciple sword cultivators!
Chen Yuan killed Sixth Realm in half a step in the street!
They even broke into Inner City overnight, uprooting the branch of a second-rate immortal sect and burning it to the ground!
The person who committed these heinous murders that could shock the entire Yunzhou Prefecture turned out to be not some hidden sect, nor a disguised Demon Path old monster, but a group of mortal mud-legged people who couldn't even draw Qi into their bodies!
"Mortal warrior... haha, what a mortal warrior!"
Chu Kuang was so angry that he laughed back, "A group of lowly ants, they just relied on some rough and brute strength to successfully attack a few times, but they really think of themselves as giants who can compete with the imperial court!"
Do you really think that Great Xia Immortal Dynasty's cavalry formation will be as weak as those straw bag swordsmen raised in the greenhouse?!
From Chu Kuang's point of view, Canghai Sword Sect is just a second-rate local sect after all. It usually enjoys a good life. Once the monks are attacked at close range by ordinary people, it is not impossible for them to be killed by brute force in panic.
But Great Xia Pacification Bureau's Eight Hundred Armor Dao Soldiers is different!
They are war machines that fought head-on with the Demon Race frenzy on the frontier battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
Every Dao Soldiers is proficient in military formation attack, has strong spiritual armor, and has a Dharma Avatar company. Even if a peak Seventh Realm monk falls into the encirclement battle formation of two hundred Dao Soldiers, he will be drained of his true energy and die!
"Go and report to Lord Pacification Commissioner."
Chu Kuang slashed off the head of a crippled Rogue Cultivator with a knife, wiped the blood on the blade, and said sternly:
"The target has been completely locked! Outer City Western Ward, Eternal Life Martial Sect!"
"There is no need to waste time on these ants. Send an order for the warships of the three armies to rush to Outer City. I will personally slaughter all the people in that Demon Sect and use their bones and blood to wash away the power of the Immortal Dynasty!"
At the same time, Outer City, Western Ward.
Compared with the tragedy and chaos of Inner City, the dilapidated neighborhood where Eternal Life Martial Sect is located has fallen into a strange kind of deathly silence.
The roar of war ships crushing the sky could be heard clearly above the horizon, and the heavy blood-stricken clouds made the heaven and earth pale.
The homeless and beggars on the entire Western Ward street have long been frightened and hid in dark ditches and cellars, desperately waiting for the divine punishment to come.
However, inside the three-foot-tall Bluestone compound Eternal Life Martial Sect, the atmosphere is completely different.
On Martial Training Plaza, the scorching sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the wind howled.
Li Meng's upper body was naked and as strong as iron, and across his chest were several charred sword marks left when he ransacked the helm last night.
Behind him, Fifty Second-Realm Martial Artists lined up solemnly.
After the bloody baptism of the Canghai Sword Sect sub-rudder last night, the last trace of cowardice and hesitation belonging to humble mortals in these teenagers who once competed with wild dogs for food beside Mass Grave has been completely cut off!
Everyone was holding heavy guns and looking serious.
Next to the weapons rack in the square, Gu Qinghe led several handyman disciples and distributed the Fifth Stage Great Healing Elixir and Pure Yang Qi and Blood Powder that they had plundered from the Canghai Sword Sect branch warehouse to each of their fellow disciples.
Gu Qinghe's fingers were trembling slightly, but his eyes were firmer than ever.
He was once the abandoned son of Gu Household, a medicine refining tool that Aristocratic Clan, the cultivator of immortality, could kill and throw away at will.
It was Eternal Life Martial Sect that gave him dignity, and it was Su Yueli that gave him a world of rebirth.
Even if the war ships of the Immortal Dynasty flattened the city today, he would never take a step back!
On the stone steps in front of the main hall, Han Yu is holding hands on Eight-Thousand-Jin Black Iron Greatsword, standing as quietly as a mountain.
Lu Chang'an sat cross-legged aside, slowly polishing the Dark Iron Sledgehammer covered in minced meat with the rough Whetstone, making a harsh and chilling sound of gold and iron friction.
The two of them looked up at the northern sky, looking at the three bloody war ships that broke through the clouds and slowly approached like ancient behemoths. There was no trace of the fear that mortals have when facing true immortals in their eyes. Only a fanaticism belonging to Ultimate Dao Martial Artist was burning deep in their bones.
So what about the Immortal Dynasty, what about the Eighth Realm Pacification Commissioner?
Three years ago they were ants with nothing, but today they have changed their dragon marrow and cast iron bones!
If the world does not allow ordinary people to live upright, then use the Mortal Iron in your hand to smash the Heavenly Dao altar to pieces!