Chapter 1231 - 489: Eliminating Obstacles (Part 2)

It seemed as though the bloody wind and rain of those three days had never existed.

They seemed to have forgotten, that not long ago.

The supernatural entities vying for this land with them.

More so, they forgot who fought desperately to protect them.

That teenager monarch towering above all, looking down on all beings.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing was leisurely seated on the dragon chair in the Imperial Palace.

He closed his eyes to rest and was contemplating something.

Suddenly, he abruptly opened his eyes.

His gaze was sharp as lightning, shooting towards the outside of the hall.

"What’s the matter?"

He spoke coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Mas... Master, I dare to report one matter..."

A timid voice suddenly rang outside the hall.

Upon closer examination, it was none other than the bloodied and severely injured... Richard and Alina!

"Master, the Holy See, over there, seems to be moving..."

Richard forced down his pain, speaking word by word.

His voice was weak, almost fainting.

"Alina and I led troops to intercept, but... but their numbers are overwhelming..."

"Master, we... we are inept and have failed your expectations..."

After speaking, the two could no longer hold on.

With a thud, they both knelt down on the ground.

Blood, pooling into red spots on the marble surface.

Eye-piercing and shocking, unbearable to behold.

"What did you say?!"

Zhang Beixing turned furious upon hearing this.

He jumped up instantly, his eyes filled with rage.

A palpable killing intent, cold and biting.

"Michael, that old bastard, dares to act insolently right under my nose."

After returning to the Imperial Palace, Zhang Beixing immediately gathered his generals to discuss plans to repel the enemy.

The atmosphere in the hall was heavy, everyone’s faces stern.

"Master, Hongjun’s skills are unparalleled, defeating him might be as hard as ascending heaven!"

Richard was deeply worried, sweat beadily forming on his forehead.

"Indeed! Though our army is large and powerful, if we cannot defeat the enemy, alas, all efforts might be lost!"

Alina was also anxious, her delicate body slightly trembling.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing merely let out a cold snort.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze was like a torch, exuding an aura of disdain for the world.

"You truly underestimate your monarch!"

"Mere demons and monsters, how can they trouble the True Dragon Son of Heaven?"

In an instant, the hall was filled with radiant golden light, majestic and overwhelming.

As if to proclaim, in this world, no one can contend against him!

"Master is wise! Your subordinates will risk life and limb, without hesitation!"

In a flash, thousands of troops and horses, killing intent surged.

They swore to fulfill the master’s orders, to slaughter all!

Meanwhile, a few miles outside the city.

Inside a pitch-black tent, candlelight flickered.

Illuminating sinister faces, as if demons and Asuras.

"Zhang Beixing, this kid, is getting more and more brazen!"

Hongjun gritted his teeth, longing to devour his flesh and skin.

"Master is wise, that wretch’s cultivation has advanced, not what it used to be."

A gloomy-faced man bowed, none other than the Great General of the Demon Race.

"If a head-on clash is unavoidable, I’m afraid victory will be hard to achieve!"

"Then tell me, what should we do?"

Hongjun, filled with fury, his eyes blood red.

"Calm down, master."

The Great General quickly appeased him, with an ingratiating smile.

"I dare suggest, why not covertly employ some tactics to break the enemy’s morale?"

"Oh? I’d like to hear details."

Hongjun raised his eyebrows, intrigued.

"As far as I know, under Zhang Beixing’s command, there’s a confidant named Richard."

"He is trusted greatly, if we can win him over..."

The Great General chuckled sinisterly, a gleam of cruelty in his eyes.

"Good, good, good!"

Hongjun repeatedly slammed the table in excitement.

"Do as you said, quickly get it done!"

"If successful, there’ll be great rewards!"

"I shall obey Master’s orders!"

The Great General bowed, accepting the command, with a grim smile.

Turning back, he strode away.

Soon, a silhouette quietly snuck into the Great Zhou Military Camp.

Unnoticed, reaching Richard’s tent.

"General Richard, I trust you have been well."

The visitor greeted, smiling, his tone frivolous.

Richard was startled, suddenly turning his head.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the camp?"

"I am an envoy of the Demon Race, here to deliver good news to the General."

The visitor’s mouth curled, his gaze meaningful.

"If the General is willing to lend our race a hand, there’ll be wealth and glory, endless enjoyment..."

"Cease your nonsense!"

Richard became furious, grabbing the visitor’s neck.

"Master’s kindness, I, Richard, shall never forget!"

"How could I betray him for mere temptation?"

"What a joke!"

The visitor heard this, and their face abruptly changed.

It seems an unexpected obstacle has been encountered.

"General, think it over! If you miss this chance, there won’t be a second one!"

He forced a smile, his voice trembling.

"Get out!"

Richard shouted angrily and threw him hard to the ground.

"If you dare tempt me with such despicable means again, I’ll take your head!"

The visitor was completely panicked by the scene.

He scrambled out of the tent, disappearing into the night.

But Zhang Beixing remained composed.

As if he had anticipated everything all along.

"Master... I was incompetent, nearly deceived by that spy..."

Richard knelt down, face full of shame.

"No matter, I already discerned Hongjun’s old thief’s intentions."

Zhang Beixing smiled lightly, confident in his mastery.

"Does he think such a simple stratagem can break our military’s morale?"

"Truly naive!"

"Master, you are wise! We are willing to face danger and death to defend your legacy!"

Richard was moved to tears, his fighting spirit heightened.

"All right, rise."

Zhang Beixing nodded with satisfaction, his gaze like a torch.

"I’ve thoroughly understood Hongjun’s intentions."

"Next, we’ll see who gets the last laugh!"

The battle drums rose again, filled with murderous intent.

Another bloody battle was brewing, ready to unleash.

[Host, this battle is extremely dangerous. Exercise caution.]

The Persuasion System timely reminded, speaking earnestly.

[Although Hongjun is weak, he is ruthless and cunning.]

[A slight oversight could lead to total defeat.]

Zhang Beixing frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Although victory seemed assured, there was no room for complacency.

Moreover, this battle carried great significance.

Not an inch of slack could be afforded.

"Senior’s teachings will be remembered by your disciple."

He bowed respectfully, eyes resolute.

"That scoundrel Hongjun will surely plot again."

"But with me, Zhang Beixing, here, he will not succeed!"

The next few days, Zhang Beixing trained day and night, and the soldiers were all filled with fighting spirit.

Flags waved on the city walls, tension in the air.

The atmosphere of imminent conflict pervaded every corner.

However, unexpectedly.

The Demon Race unusually remained inactive.

Not even a sound was heard.

This abnormal act caused fear to spread throughout the court.

Have they truly retreated knowing it’s hard to win?

Or are they brewing an even more terrifying conspiracy?

No one knew the answer.

Until one night, a chilling news suddenly arrived.

"Master, bad news!"

A blood-covered scout stumbled into the hall.

"The Demon Race... The Demon Race attacked the Capital City, our forces suffered heavy casualties!"

On hearing this, the court was in uproar.

Every civil and military official turned pale.

"The Capital City’s fall is a great national disgrace!"

"The Master is wise and powerful, bound to reverse the situation!"

The ministerial crowd clamored to be commissioned for battle.

Fearing any delay could cost them their heads.

Yet Zhang Beixing stood with hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, expression calm.

"Alina, do you remember the one called Blood Shadow Clone?"

The Vampire Princess was slightly startled, then comprehended.

"The Master refers to the assassin who almost killed you?"

Zhang Beixing’s lips slightly curved, his eyes however, cold and fierce.

"That person’s skills are truly impressive."

"If brought under my command, he could be put to good use..."

"Master, consider this, such assassins are ruthless and fickle."

Alina frowned with concern in her voice.

"If he harbors ulterior motives and turns his blade against you..."

"No matter."

Zhang Beixing smiled calmly, sure of himself.

"I am well-versed in controlling others, I can tame him."

"Besides, rather than letting such talent be used by the enemy."

"Why not possess it myself?"

These words astounded the entire court.

Could the mighty Son of Heaven truly seek to recruit an assassin?

Such thinking was indeed remarkable!

"Master, you are wise! We are willing to face danger and die endlessly for you!"

Zhang Beixing nodded heavily, determined to succeed.

"Pass my command, summon Blood Shadow Clone to the imperial presence!"

"I want to see what he can do for me!"

Very soon, a figure cloaked in black quietly arrived at the Imperial Palace.