I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities

"How dare you!"

Just as he was about to grab the Dragon Pattern Token, he grasped only air, and the Scar-faced Knight became furious and humiliated.

He roared angrily, gripping his Long Blade tightly, his eyes fixed on Zhang Yuan, becoming extremely ferocious.

This Upper Scenic Reception Order was something he must obtain at all costs!

At the same time, the Zhao Family Martial Artists who accompanied the Scar-faced Knight all pointed their weapons at Zhang Yuan.

Their cooperation was extremely seamless, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuan was completely surrounded.

But the next moment, everyone’s expressions changed.

Especially the Scar-faced Knight, whose courage suddenly failed him, his face turning stiff and beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

Like a jackal being stared down by a tiger, he didn’t dare to move a muscle.

Because an overwhelming aura was enveloping him, making him feel as if he were in a purgatory of a bloody battlefield.

Boundless fear surged from within, and it was a testament to his strong will that he hadn’t fallen to his knees!

Tier Five!!

The fear also brought the Scar-faced Knight back to his senses, and he almost wished he could slap himself.

To think that Zhang Yuan had already named himself, clearly stating his identity as a Dharma Guardian Divine General of the Celestial King Hall.

How could a Dharma Guardian Divine General possibly have just Tier Three Cultivation?

Zhang Yuan was obviously only concealing his strength.

Most importantly, how could something as valuable as the Upper Scenic Reception Order end up in the hands of an ordinary person?

He truly must have been blinded by greed.

Slap!

The Scar-faced Knight suddenly slapped himself hard across the face.

Everyone around was startled.

The slap was not just loud, echoing far and wide, but it made everyone who heard it wince.

It seemed excruciatingly painful.

And indeed, he had used a great deal of force; half of his face quickly swelled up, the skin bruised in a miserable blue-purple hue.

After the slap, the Scar-faced Knight forced a flattering smile, stammering, "Sir... Sir Divine General, I was blind and foolish, please be generous and forgive me this once!"

Compared to his earlier ferocity, he seemed like a different person.

Zhang Yuan chuckled, "Actually, I quite liked your defiant attitude just now."

The Scar-faced Knight hung his head low, almost kneeling.

In truth, he didn’t want to disgrace himself so much, being servile after acting so arrogant.

But the Scar-faced Knight clearly didn’t want to die.

He was only a Tier Three Martial Artist, strutting because of the Tier Five Elder leading the team.

Now that the Tier Five Elder was off pursuing a traitor, with his greatest support gone, how could the Scar-faced Knight dare offend a peerless strongman?

To be blunt, if Zhang Yuan struck him down, the Zhao Family might not even care.

After all, he was the one who was offensive first!

So as long as he could survive, the Scar-faced Knight didn’t mind trampling his own dignity.

Is face more important than life?

"What’s going on?"

Just then, a middle-aged Martial Artist flew over, his sharp eyes quickly scanning the Scar-faced Knight and others.

His gaze met Zhang Yuan’s, and immediately his expression turned extremely grave.

The middle-aged Martial Artist’s mind was racing, and he immediately bowed respectfully to Zhang Yuan, "I am Zhao Zhengping of the Zhao Family from Gu Yuan, may I ask for Your Excellency’s name?"

Zhang Yuan casually returned the bow, "A Dharma Guardian Divine General of the Celestial King Hall, Zhang Yuan."

"So it’s Divine General Zhang!"

The middle-aged Martial Artist assumed a familiar, renowned posture, then said apologetically, "We were in pursuit of a traitor, if there was any offense, I beg for Divine General’s forgiveness."

Although he had never heard of the Celestial King Hall, he knew of the Dharma Guardian Divine General.

Most importantly, facing Zhang Yuan’s Tier Five Cultivation, Zhao Zhengping didn’t have the slightest confidence to challenge him.

Besides, he suspected that it was most likely his subordinates who had offended Zhang Yuan first.

While speaking, Zhao Zhengping turned and glared fiercely at the Scar-faced Knight.

The latter trembled all over and quickly lowered his head, like a wife who had been wronged.

"Let it be."

Since the other party was so sensible, Zhang Yuan had no intention of entangling further.

Zhao Zhengping immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, sir."

His apprehension about Zhang Yuan was actually similar to the Scar-faced Knight’s.

With the Tier Five Elder who held the ground absent, Zhang Yuan alone could slaughter their entire team.

There really wasn’t much at stake, so why take such a big risk?

Call!

Just then, a signal arrow rose from the distant mountains and forests.

The piercing whistle quickly spread in all directions.

Zhao Zhengping’s face changed dramatically, he quickly performed a courtesy salute to Zhang Yuan, "Divine General Zhang, I have matters to attend to and must take my leave. If Your Excellency has a chance to visit Gu Yuan, I would welcome you with open arms!"

After speaking, he hurriedly left with his group.

Before long, this Tier Four expert led a mounted team along the mountain path once more.

When passing by Zhang Yuan, Zhao Zhengping dismounted, then led his own steed over, respectfully handing the reins to Zhang Yuan, "Divine General Zhang, this is a small token of appreciation from me, please accept it."

Just now, when he returned to organize the team, he had learned of the series of events.

Zhao Zhengping, with his rich Jianghu experience, deduced that Zhang Yuan was likely heading to Upper Scenic Celestial for cultivation and, with the intention of settling grievances and establishing goodwill, presented his most cherished mount.

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and did not refuse.

Zhao Zhengping cupped his fists in salute, then mounted another steed, and left hurriedly with the Zhao Family knights.

Zhang Yuan, who had gained a fine horse for nothing, chuckled, and his gaze fell on the middle-aged man.

As early as when the Scar-faced Knight slapped himself, this despicable wretch realized things had gone disastrously wrong.

He didn’t dare to flee, shrinking in the corner shivering, wishing he could dig a hole to hide in, desperately trying to minimize his presence.

But it wasn’t as if Zhang Yuan would just let him go.

When Zhang Yuan’s gaze swept over, the middle-aged man’s soul nearly left his body, and he immediately knelt with a thud, begging for mercy, "Spare me, please spare me, sir!"

Zhang Yuan couldn’t be bothered with idle talk, reaching out to grab him.

Seizing the man, he strode into the dark forest.

The young couple exchanged glances, both seeing fear in each other’s eyes.

They knew very well that this man’s fate was sealed!

The couple quickly took their child back into the carriage, wanting nothing more to do with the trouble.

Only the veiled woman remained, contemplating by the campfire.

Within moments, Zhang Yuan returned alone, sitting back down as if nothing had happened.

The veiled woman hesitated to speak but ultimately remained silent.

After the Zhao Family knights left, the trade team finally returned to peace.

Many travelers were shaken to their core, finding it hard to sleep through the night.

But the long night inevitably passed.

By the next morning, Zhang Yuan left the trade team, riding the fine horse Zhao Zhengping had given him towards Xishuo City.

He had asked the trade Team Leader.

As long as he continued along this mountain path, and traveled a bit further, he would reach his destination.

There was little chance of getting lost even without a guide.

So traveling alone was the best option.