493: Chapter 108: The Weakened Da Chen 493: Chapter 108: The Weakened Da Chen “You’re too strong, Jing!”
When An Jing landed, the group who had been waiting all along approached to greet him.
Just now, several people had planned to go help An Jing, but they were persuaded not to by Bai Qinghan—she was well aware that An Jing must have had a trump card to play, and their rash actions would only cause trouble.
As soone who had personally experienced the changes in Hanging Fate Valley, she knew very well that if An Jing wanted to escape, not even a True Person of Divine Repository would notice a trace, and all kinds of Fate Pattern thods would be ineffective; the Tianyi Demon Sect had tried to pursue him twice to no avail, which was clear proof.
In any case, An Jing’s safety was the least of their worries.
Therefore, Bai Qinghan signaled Xu Tai to join her in stepping up patrols in the city, and they indeed caught quite a few people with unknown origins approaching the center of the city, where the Earth Pulse Hub was located.
It seed that the plans against An Jing, or rather, against Linjiang City, had already started.
Protector-General Song was just a surface pawn sent to die, drawing attention with the Martial Army, while spies had already infiltrated with legitimate identities.
“It could be from the Da Chen clans, or it could be the True Demon Sect.”
Bai Qinghan pondered a lot, whereas Cang Linzu was less contemplative, praising straightforwardly as soon as he arrived: “It’s no surprise that you, with such ease, defeated another Martial ridian Grandmaster!”
“He was too weak.”
An Jing arrived at the city wall and casually placed Protector-General Song’s head to the side: “I have a special cultivation thod and Divine Mandate inheritance, that’s why I have a physique comparable to Martial ridians in Inner Strength realm, but in terms of true power, normal Martial ridians could suppress , because their Spiritual Power is several tis or even dozens of tis more robust than mine.”
“But this friend.” He glanced sideways, shaking his head: “His Cultivation Technique is strong, and the quality of his Spiritual Power should have been high, but it’s all too superficial and entirely dicinal power.”
“It’s like a layer of oil on the water’s surface; though it’s oil indeed, it’s not fully refined and just seems alright on the surface.”
“Real Martial ridians, in theory, just need to confront for a while and deplete my Spiritual Power, and then I’m just a flesh target and have to run.”
“Indeed.
But An Jing, you don’t have to be so humble; after all, that Protector-General Song was from a great clan, he had seven or eight Magic Artifacts on him, and with their augntation, he was no less than a common Martial ridian.”
Gu Yunzhi erged quietly from the mist, startling Cang Linzu as he exclaid ‘General!’, and even Zheng Mo (Virtuous King) turned his head, looking sowhat surprised, evidently unaware why this famous general from the Northern Border would be distracted here.
—So that’s how it is, the one who was transmitting ssages to An Jing with just now was him.
Gu Yunzhi also cast a deep glance at Zheng Mo.
Without saying much more, he continued: “However, the difference between Martial ridians is as vast as heaven and earth, purely piled up by dicinal power, raised by Da Chen Talismans, advanced by sheer luck with Spiritual Objects, cultivated by accidents, achieved through great difficulty, or established with ticulous discipline…
Don’t think all Grandmasters are the sa; so Grandmasters might just stay that way for life, while others are still exploring and are just sceneries on the journey ahead.”
“Take, for example, Hang Mofeng of ‘Sun Trace Spear’, who has realized his Innate Divine Ability ‘Sun Trace Moon Ink’ and is as famous as Shu Zheng from the northwest.
They are both considered young masters among Martial ridians.
He once annihilated seven demon nests single-handedly and is a true, combat-proven expert.”
“But.” In the end, he still changed his tone: “You haven’t fully developed your Divine Abnormality and you can already compare to these young masters; honestly, I’m curious what kind of Divine Mandate you have, this Divine Mandate inheritance is incredibly formidable.”
“Shu Zheng…”
An Jing rubbed his chin, feeling the na Shu Zheng sounded familiar…
Isn’t that the Martial ridian from the Tianyi Demon Sect in Kanming City?
He’s considered a young genius of Da Chen?
Thinking carefully, indeed, this person managed to beat the Divided Demon, who holds the Great Heavenly Demon’s backing, to a pulp, leaving it with long-lasting severe injuries.
If not for being careless, it’s like he cleared the challenge without a scratch.
“Congratulations to the City Lord for your triumphant return.”
While Xu Tai stood aside, his expression complex, constantly feeling he might have boarded a formidable ship.
But with things having co this far, and considering his nearly completed Five Divine Abilities and the promising future of his Martial ridian, he decided to continue following along.
Still, owing to his duty, he ventured cautiously, “Just this head…
a defeated general’s head brings bad luck.
Perhaps the lord has his profound reasons?”
There was indeed a question—killing was one thing, but why bring back the head?
It was nearly a humiliation.
“It’s just killing a Shenjing Military Supervisor, nothing worth ntioning.” Before An Jing could respond, Gu Yunzhi laughed heartily, his white beard trembling slightly.
He was clearly exhilarated, “I’ve killed two already.
Battle Formations are blind, after all.
Defying military law warrants death!”
And inside Zheng Mo’s body, the Virtuous King also felt it was a good kill—did this house slave really think too highly of himself?
Dared to collide even after seeing my decree?
[Don’t be afraid]
Chenyinzi spoke inwardly: [I’ve recorded this scene for you.
I want to see who in the sect will dare accuse you of being wholeheartedly loyal to Da Chen!]
At the sa ti, You Ruhui was also saying: [Hmm…
It’s quite obvious at present, the imperial court is in disarray…
My father must also be confined by that strange Dragon Qi, unexpectedly restricted by thods beyond prediction, the Song Family…
along with the Sun Trace Moon Ink clans.]
—You’ve had enough, I definitely won’t carry so many people with next ti!
An Jing felt like he was about to develop the Divine Skill of ‘Dividing the Mind and Spirit’.
He shook his head and said, “Yes, but not sothing we need to consider.”
With that said, he picked up the head and passed it to Zheng Mo, who seed to have sothing to say.
“Eh, why give this to …”
Zheng Mo instinctively stepped back, but very quickly, as if possessed, he calmly reached out and pondered aloud, “Hmm…
thank you for your effort, Lord An.”
This Protector-General Song’s body still contained a trace of special Dragon Qi.
An Jing certainly would not purposely leave such a hot potato with himself unless the Virtuous King was nearby to pass it directly.
‘Zheng Mo’ moved his hand, and Protector-General Song’s head vanished.
Inside An Jing, Chenyinzi clicked his tongue: [Da Chen imperial blood’s utilization of the Earth Veins and Netherworld within its domains is simply incredible.]
[This skill of opening the Great Void Passage and storing objects in the Netherworld; outside, even Divine Repositories need to condense soul and quiet air to do so.
Yet this Town King, using the body of a re Inner Strength official, can perform it with a re thought…
That’s why there’s always Da Chen expanding territory, yet never Da Chen ceding back its lands.]
“Didn’t it cede this ti?”
An Jing was curious: “In this battle with Dust Li, didn’t we make a bet?
Looking at Da Chen’s current situation, even if it doesn’t lose, it can’t win.
Most likely, we’ll have to co-govern the Northern Border based on the existing boundaries peacefully.”
“Moreover, by that reasoning, isn’t Da Chen a pure war machine?
As long as it swallows land, it can integrate, then transform into the king’s domain controlled by the imperial blood of Da Chen.
Within the borders, the Imperial Court is nearly invincible in war…
It can’t be that simple, right?”
[Indeed, why is that?]
An Jing hoped for an answer, or even to hear from Chenyinzi’s mouth, a statent like ‘the Imperial Court of Da Chen isn’t actually that strong’.
However, to his surprise, Chenyinzi instead grew puzzled: [The strength of the Imperial Court within the nation’s borders is indisputable.
You should know, when the Divine Court collapsed, the Holy Ancestor of Da Chen was rely a disciple under the Dragon Master, not very eye-catching.]
[When the heroes stirred up storms and vied for dominance, he was even working for his senior fellow disciples and officers.
Even the initial territory he got was picking up what others had overlooked—the Shenjing of that ti was a battleground among four powers, producing little, but critically important.
Many powerful warlords were unwilling to let their rivals gain it, so after so quarrels, it was given to the Holy Ancestor, who seed not much of a threat at that ti.]
[Before that, he had more defeats than victories, often being chased away by far stronger opponents in defeat, retreating hundreds of thousands of miles.]
[But since he had his own territory, he never lost again.]
[Even more so, one could say that since then, Da Chen has never lost any battle fought within its borders.]
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