Eternal Saber

On Vermilion Bird Avenue.

In the Daqian Capital City, more and more defender armies and Four Departments Imperial Guard gathered in this place, encircling the fat old man, Yuan Qingmo, and the others, leaving no gaps.

The fat old man, relying on the power of a Grandmaster and supreme lightweight skills, was invincible, unmatched by anyone.

He could easily leave the capital if he wished.

But behind him were Yuan Qingmo, Yuan Qingmu, Mei Yingxue, and hundreds of others.

Leaving on his own is one thing, but trying to break out of the capital with a group of people is an entirely different matter.

Even though the fat old man had the power of a Grandmaster, he still only had two fists.

Meanwhile, the number of defender armies in the capital kept increasing, seemingly endless and unslayable.

Besides the fat old man, Yuan Qingmo and others gradually couldn’t hold out.

As time passed, people began to get injured.

The pace of their advance slowed down, and in the end, they were nearly trapped on Vermilion Bird Avenue, forced into passive defense.

The fat old man rushed back and forth among the crowd, but after all, he was only one person, unable to cause significant harm.

"Chen Tang, where is Chen Tang?"

The fat old man couldn’t help but shout, "Come out and steal the spotlight!"

Boom!

At this moment, two golden lights descended from the sky, crashing directly into the capital’s army.

In an instant, dozens of soldiers were crushed into a pulp.

A pair of golden hammers created two deep pits on Vermilion Bird Avenue, with countless fragments shooting out, knocking down a large swath.

Boom!

Another loud explosion shook the earth and mountains!

A giant figure descended from the sky, qi force scattered in all directions, purple light soaring to the heavens.

Chen Tang reached out and grabbed the pair of golden hammers on the ground.

Bam!

The two hammers clashed, emitting an ear-piercing sound.

Under the sunlight, the pair of golden hammers, reflecting against his body radiance, shone with purple-gold halos, too dazzling to look at directly.

"The Emperor Qian is dead, who dares to stop me!"

Chen Tang roared, swinging the golden hammers in his hands, like dancing with two purple-gold blazing suns, charging into the capital’s army. Every step he took made Vermilion Bird Avenue tremble.

Chen Tang charged left and right, wherever the golden hammers went, people and horses were overturned.

Even being grazed by the wind stirred by the golden hammers meant death or injury!

A group of Black Tortoise Guard formed the Black Tortoise Shield Array, blocking Chen Tang’s path.

Bang, bang, bang!

Chen Tang rushed forward and smashed the Black Tortoise Guard, causing countless deaths and injuries!

The firearms released by the Vermilion Bird Guard couldn’t penetrate Chen Tang’s body radiance.

The Little Golden Roc continuously swooped down from the sky, relying on body technique speed.

Every time it landed, someone inevitably died!

Chen Tang held the pair of hammers, charging forward invincibly, no one could withstand a single blow from him!

The fat old man, relying on a long sword, had limited destructive power after all.

Chen Tang rampaged, unbeatable.

Towards the end, as long as the capital’s defender armies saw Chen Tang coming from afar, they would flee in panic.

Before long, the defender armies of Daqian Capital City could no longer hold on.

Facing such an invincible, terrifyingly destructive force, like a Demon God, even an army of millions might not be able to stop this man!

Under Chen Tang’s continuous assault, the capital’s defender army completely collapsed.

On both sides of Vermilion Bird Avenue, only ruins remained, with corpses everywhere, broken weapons, scattered armor, and countless panic-stricken fleeing figures.

Chen Tang led the group, charging towards the city gate via Vermilion Bird Avenue.

No one dared to stop them along the way, and the group moved much faster.

The Xiling Delegation avoided the battlefield as much as possible, observing from a distance.

Luo Sha watched Chen Tang’s receding figure, opening her mouth several times, but ultimately said nothing.

"Why don’t you speak?"

Death Demon suddenly asked.

From beneath Luo Sha’s veil emerged a faint, desolate smile, and she softly said, "From start to finish, he never looked at me. His gaze was often on that Eldest Princess of Daqian."

"I’ve never seen such tenderness in his eyes. Since that’s the case, there’s no need to force it."

Death Demon glanced at Luo Sha’s abdomen and continued, "And not saying about this?"

"What could saying it change?"

Luo Sha mocked herself with a laugh.

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Not long after, the group arrived outside the capital.

The group traveled eastward, and in the woods ten miles away, Changsun Ming had already prepared many powerful steeds here.

The group mounted horses, led by the fat old man, heading towards Yan State.

There’s a Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm battling in Qingzhou, and it’s unclear what’s happening, so they must avoid Qingzhou to prevent encountering the Profound Celestial Sect Leader.

Chen Tang had already arranged a retreat for the group.

Passing through Yan State, which was Murong Daoye’s territory, they wouldn’t be made difficult as long as they kept a low profile.

After entering Yan State, they would continue eastward, eventually reaching the East Sea.

Numerous large ships from the Boat Gang awaited on the other side.

"You go ahead. I’ll return to the capital once more."

Seeing that the group had temporarily escaped danger, Chen Tang prepared to go back.

"What for?"

The fat old man curiously asked.

Yuan Qingmu’s eyes twinkled, and she teased, "Master, don’t ask. There’s someone he cares about in the city."

"No way!"

Chen Tang quickly waved it off, saying, "Don’t talk nonsense."

"Why not?"

Yuan Qingmu raised her eyebrows slightly, saying, "You are the Demon Monarch of Xiling. I think your senior sister is quite nice, she’s also the Xiling Saintess, quite a match for the Demon Monarch and Saintess."

In reality, Chen Tang had no feelings for Luo Sha.

Back then, their relationship was merely a facade, mutually calculating, only Luo Sha ended up losing.

But after having a moment of intimacy, the two indeed weren’t wholly innocent.

With Yuan Qingmu’s teasing, Chen Tang was startled, feeling a bit guilty inside.

Sister Mu’s sixth sense is so accurate?

Feigning ignorance, Chen Tang replied blankly, "Is my senior sister from the Demon Sect here?"

Upon hearing this, Qingmu was delighted.

It turns out he hadn’t even noticed his senior sister.

"Let’s not talk about it now, I’ll be back soon."

Chen Tang quickly changed the subject, leaping up and speeding away.

The group knew that Chen Tang’s lightweight skills were impressive, so they continued east on horseback.

Chen Tang returned to the capital, openly soaring through the air, heading directly toward the Imperial Palace.

"Run, the Demon Monarch has returned!"

The guards in the capital, just about to regroup, suddenly heard a shout, causing their expressions to change drastically as they scattered in panic.

In the Xiling Delegation, Death Demon suddenly announced, "He’s back."

Luo Sha saw Chen Tang’s figure and felt a surge of excitement.

Could it be that Chen Tang didn’t hold a grudge and returned specifically to find her?

Under her watchful eyes, Chen Tang passed over the heads of the Xiling Delegation, without pausing, and disappeared into the Imperial Palace.

The light in Luo Sha’s eyes gradually dimmed.

"Wait a little longer."

Death Demon, usually sparing in words, surprisingly added another sentence, "Junior brother is faithful and righteous."

Luo Sha nodded.

Just as expected!

Not long after, Chen Tang reappeared, each hand lifting a giant chest, filled with gold and jewels, unable to close the lids, speeding towards the city gates.

Luo Sha opened her mouth slightly, dumbfounded.

Death Demon’s face changed several times, holding a breath in his chest, before finally spitting, "Such an unseemly sight, huh!"