Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 976 - 650: King of Beiliang Manifests His Might
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The urgent drumming echoed above the Royal Beiliang Mansion.
Within the great formation of the Mansion, armored soldiers clad in Black Gold Armor, adorned with the Beiliang Python Dragon King Banner, soared to the sky. They flew towards the light pillars scattered around the formation, stepping inside. Then, a buzzing sound arose, the light abruptly brightening, pulling the soldiers’ silhouettes upward instantaneously, eventually transforming into light beams rocketing into the sky, performing spatial teleportation.
They carried the prince’s order to initiate the rebellion and would fly to the four corners of Beiliang!
At the same time,
The newly appointed princely heir, Xiao Ye, upon receiving orders turned around, a green-gold Horse-Cutting Saber materialized in his hands, his gaze blazing with the intensity born from years of repressed irritation, fierce and imposing. He stepped out through the crowd, reaching the steps swirling with wind and sand, gazing at the outskirts, where several individuals from East Xuan Mountain, surrounded and standoffish with the group of "defectors," came into view.
He pointed the tip of the Horse-Cutting Saber downward, filled with indifference and a murderous intent.
"East Xuan Mountain, it seems this princely heir hasn’t disciplined you enough, yet you dare to be the ringleader!"
"Then let’s fulfill your wish."
"Why are you still watching? They have betrayed Beiliang, they are not of our kind anymore."
"Kill them!"
The spectators hesitated briefly, then their eyes hardened, and they lunged to attack, the air whistling sharply.
Some, left with no choice, couldn’t help but harbor resentment; East Xuan Mountain’s disciples appeared alongside that Martial Saint, colluding together, as they are now forced into this predicament partly because of East Xuan Mountain’s involvement.
Why do they put on airs of self-righteousness, for what reason do they deserve it?
"Kill!"
Instantly, shadows turned into afterimages, lunging fiercely, stirring the air into whistles.
"Ceng"
The few individuals from East Xuan Mountain, with eyes stern and filled with fury, two elders erected protective barriers, while several disciples maneuvered among them, their Taoist Soldiers dancing in their hands, clinking and clanging, dispelling chilling gleams as they muttered under their breath.
Meanwhile, on Xiao Zhongtian’s side, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Xu Liang, was held captive, disheveled, the coronet on his head knocked off, the collar of his official robe stained with specks of blood, bound by a light rope sealing his five organs, his hands restrained by two armored soldiers.
The other five or six court officials accompanying him were treated likewise, standing in a row.
"Xiao Zhongtian, are you planning a rebellion?" The representative of the Imperial Clan Court, representing the Imperial Clan Temple, Left Imperial Clan was furious and shocked,
"This is a violation of the world’s greatest taboo!"
"How dare you!"
"Dare to utter the prince’s, future majesty’s name openly?" A eunuch from the Prince Mansion immediately leapt out, promptly slapped Left Imperial Clan twice, knocking out several of his teeth.
"How dare you act against me..." Left Imperial Clan tried to resist, but found himself completely restrained, held down by armored soldiers, his eyes widened, glaring at the eunuch as if he’d consume him in rage.
The eunuch was about to continue, when an "incongruous" laughter sounded,
"Prince acts now, seems to be at his wits’ end!"
At this juncture, King of Beiliang Xiao Zhongtian raised his hand slightly, his gaze like the bottomless deep abyss, slowly lowering his head, fixing it on Vice Minister Xu Liang.
This Vice Minister’s eyes burned, despite his hair streaming wildly, yet unable to conceal the Essence, Qi, and Spirit emanating within, facing King of Beiliang Xiao Zhongtian unflinchingly.
Xiao Zhongtian’s gaze was like thousand-year ice,
"Xu Shaoqing was sent by my Imperial Brother, naturally aware, is this not the outcome you desired?"
"Now, you have found the person you wish to investigate!" Saying this, he gestured towards the Heavenly People from the Upper Realm above, his tone playing with them,
"Satisfied?"
Xu Liang’s gaze slightly shifted, realizing their mission had long been known by the King of Beiliang, just like running naked before the opponent—had it not been for today’s changes, they might have been toyed with indefinitely.
Thinking on this, it’s truly frightening.
This one had been prepared long in advance, just ahead of time.
Xu Liang’s thoughts weighed heavy, yet ultimately he shook his head,
"Prince, stop it, ae Heavens had once fled under this General’s hand, their battle would completely destroy Liangzhou City, causing untold harm to living beings."
Xiao Zhongtian scoffed in his throat, with some mocking and terrifying profundity,
"No, if Liangzhou City faces turmoil, Beiliang’s people’s grievances will boil over, giving me a reason to march!"
"This is entirely the court’s doing!"
"Moreover, today is not the same as it was before, when Heavenly People first descended, heavily suppressed by the Lower Realm; even then, Chen couldn’t kill a Heavenly Person, let alone now, as I help this Heavenly Person break several locks of Heaven and Earth."
"Why do you think this General would lose?" Saying this, the King of Beiliang’s gaze turned fierce, his voice carrying intense oppression.
Xu Liang was not scared, his eyes burning as he looked up at the massive figure confronting the Heavenly People in the sky,
"Because I know this General Chen, who dares to come here alone, indicating that he has the confidence to slay a Heavenly Person!"
Xiao Zhongtian’s eyes narrowed sharply at the words, a cold light flashing through them, but soon, his eyelids gradually relaxed, and his voice suddenly turned deep,
"What if you add me to the equation?"
The moment he finished speaking,
"Boom!"
A dull roar erupted from within King of Beiliang, Xiao Zhongtian.
Immediately, a powerful, terrifying aura surged from within him like an avalanche, whipping up wild winds.
At this moment, the aura of the Beiliang King burst forth like a volcano, his eyes shining, his robes fluttering in the wind, accompanied by a high-pitched Jiao Long’s roar, soaring as if about to roam the heavens, transforming into a True Dragon.
Martial Saint!
Everyone’s expressions changed dramatically.
At this moment, the aura surging from Xiao Zhongtian’s body was as deep as the sea, standing as a Martial Saint!
This Prince who has dominated Beiliang for nearly two hundred years had somehow achieved the status of Martial Saint, yet kept it well-hidden!
Today, he finally revealed his true form!
Upon realization, Xu Liang’s expression changed dramatically, no longer calm.
It turned out this Prince broke through to Martial Saint but kept his strength hidden, fearing the Court’s suspicion, secretly preparing for rebellion. Understanding this, Xu Liang and the others turned pale; this is serious trouble now.
"Congratulations on becoming a Martial Saint, Prince!"
"Congratulations, Father...."
"....."
The crowd around, after their initial shock, welcomed it with jubilation, kneeling en masse, including the Beiliang members previously forced to take sides, their attitudes began to shift. Subsequently, Xu Liang’s group, under Xiao Zhongtian’s gaze, had their arms and heads forcibly pressed down by the armored soldiers, pushed onto the ground; when they struggled, they were pummeled with chaotic punches.
With their heads pinned to the ground, Xu Liang’s eyes burned with anger, while Left Imperial Clan cursed loudly at the rebels....
"Hahahaha..."
Xiao Zhongtian watched all this, laughing heartily, followed by the golden threads on his python robe flowing, and a high-pitched Jiao’s chant soared up, the Fortune Jiao Long roaring towards the sky, its scales visibly changing, as if about to transform into the True Dragon of Destiny.
And so, the King of Beiliang rode this transforming Jiao Long rushing to the sky.
All this happened in just a dozen breaths.
In the Big Formation above, Chen Yuan and the Upper Realm Heavenly People seemed motionless, but their eyes were lowered, already fighting secretly.
They were clashing in the realm of Primordial Spirit!
Just as Xiao Zhongtian unleashed his Martial Saint aura skyward, Chen Yuan’s lowered gaze suddenly emitted myriad beams of golden light, extremely captivating under the starry sky.
At about the same time, from the southern horizon, several streaks of light rapidly broke through the sky, speeding in, one bearing a Dragon and Tiger, carrying a sword, dressed in the attire of East Xuan Mountain.
In Chen Yuan’s hand, the long spear trembled, the spearhead slicing out a Thunder Tree, with thunder roaring, shooting towards a few figures in the distance, then the gigantic spearhead swung downwards, and was thrown.
"Go!"
The enormous spear thunderously struck the milky white Big Formation below.
"Boom!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
The spear struck fiercely, issuing a world-shaking hum, violently shaking the formation, its blinding white light extremely dazzling.
Penetrated a hole!
Lightning burst from the spearhead, spraying towards the trapped disciples of East Xuan Mountain.
With a series of screams, the surrounding figures flew backward.
Thunder flashed, revealing several figures within.
"Mountain Master!"
The struggling Han Zhong and others saw in front of them the figure clad in a Black and White Tai Chi Robe, immortal breeze wafting as he carried a sword on his back, and couldn’t help but cry out in astonishment.
In the sky, Chen Yuan grabbed, and with a dragon’s roar, the Three-pointed Two-blade Spear flew up with a roar, landing in his hand.
A pair of terrifying eyes resembling the Great Sun gazed at the Beiliang King flying towards the Heavenly Person!
