A thousand miles of snowscape, night fires blazing, illuminating the darkness.
Wu Xiuyuan returned to his royal mansion.
He summoned his trusted family guard captain. "Immediately take the madam and the children away from the mansion in my royal chariot to Yanjing."
"Your Highness..." The trusted guard's face changed drastically. "Is this necessary?"
He knew that Suhang had been unstable recently, but Wu Xiuyuan was the strongest figure in Suhang openly.
Wu Xiuyuan's expression was calm. "Follow my orders."
"Yes! Your Highness!" The trusted guard immediately turned and left.
Wu Xiuyuan stood in the royal mansion's courtyard, sipping tea while seated on a stone chair. He wore a royal robe underneath and black armor on the outside, holding the Dragon Pattern Profound Sword. His vital energy surged, clearing the snow within fifty meters, preventing it from touching him.
Half an hour later.
"Rumble!"
His helicopter, his royal chariot, carrying his princess and child, ascended into the sky and headed towards Yanjing.
"With my kin gone, I can fight with peace of mind."
The tea in Wu Xiuyuan's hand rippled, and he slowly closed his eyes, resting his spirit.
"What exactly is the enemy's objective? We shall know tonight."
Wu Xiuyuan sat until midnight, the hour when Yama claims souls!
There was movement!
The sounds of fighting began to erupt outside the royal mansion.
Wu Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes. "They've arrived."
"Rumble!!!"
Blade energy and sword qi exploded. Even from a hundred meters away, one could feel the aura of these powerful individuals.
To dare attack him, a Human King enfeoffed by the Dragon Country, one must at least be a Heavenly realm cultivator of equivalent power!
"They've been involving the Suhang Six Doors for so long, brazenly killing sword bearers in the House of Sword Bearers, scattering Suhang's forces again, and then focusing their ultimate target on me."
Wu Xiuyuan's understanding was as clear as fire. Only now did he finally grasp their true objective.
In an instant, he rose and his figure shot forward, ascending into the air. His eyes immediately registered over a dozen enemies floating in the sky, manipulating their Qi.
"Warriors and ninjas from the Eastern Sun Nation, A-class ability users from the Beautiful Country. They've truly made a grand gesture, determined to eliminate me!"
Wu Xiuyuan's killing intent surged, his true qi boiling and burning.
The twelve great acupoints within his body resonated with the five divine treasures, transferring to his spiritual sea and soul.
"Boom!"
Wu Xiuyuan's divine might profound technique unfolded, and the phantom image of a broken sword suddenly appeared.
"Kill!"
He unleashed a vast sword strike towards the enemies.
"The Dragon Country's Human King, a Heavenly realm cultivator, seems insufficient. Let's join forces and finish him quickly."
A Heavenly realm warrior from the Eastern Sun Nation spoke.
"Rumble!!!"
In the pitch-black night, terrifying battle sounds erupted.
"Ching!"
"Pfft—"
Wu Xiuyuan faced over a dozen enemies of the same Heavenly realm strength. After barely holding on for dozens of moves, he was defeated.
His body was covered in electric burn wounds, his black armor was tattered and torn, and a large hole gaped in his chest, a horrifying sight.
Wu Xiuyuan was covered in blood, his eyes almost splitting open, his long sword full of nicks, his aura unstable.
"Why have you foreigners come to my Dragon Country?"
"Since you're about to die, there's no harm in telling you."
"Killing you is to test whether the Dragon Country's royal power system has truly collapsed and is no longer effective. For countless years, the Dragon Country has been the most resource-rich. Our countries' resources have been largely depleted."
The Eastern Sun Nation warrior said coldly.
Wu Xiuyuan's killing intent was boundless. "You dare to repeat what happened two hundred years ago? You court death!"
"Everyone dies, but today, you are the one who dies, not us. Let me send you on your way," the Eastern Sun warrior sneered.
Wu Xiuyuan was already severely wounded, at the end of his rope, with no strength left. He shakily raised his sword. As a Human King of the Dragon Country, dying on the battlefield was also a good thing.
"Boom!"
The Eastern Sun warrior raised his slender katana and unleashed a refined blade energy towards Wu Xiuyuan.
Wu Xiuyuan could not withstand this blow. Death awaited him in the next instant.
However, in that flash of lightning.
"Hum! Hum! Hum!"
Within a thousand meters, the sound of swords humming grew louder.
"Retreat!!!"
These dozen or so individuals who were surrounding and attacking Wu Xiuyuan immediately retreated.
In the next instant, a long sword transformed into a streak of light from the dark sky and flew over with incredible speed, shielding Wu Xiuyuan and blocking the incoming blade energy.
"Who is it?"
The Eastern Sun warrior's pupils contracted, his expression wary. Those around him scanned their surroundings, searching for the enemy.
Wu Xiuyuan's expression froze. Upon seeing the appearance of the long sword before him, he coughed up blood, yet a relaxed smile appeared:
"I heard you were in seclusion preparing to attack the Origin Demon Sect."
"I didn't expect you to help me."
"There are few old friends left. It is not my style to stand by and watch someone die when they are right here."
In the darkness.
In the midst of the swirling snow.
A slender figure, with long hair and clothes rustling in the wind, possessing a handsome and devilishly charming appearance, slowly walked across the snow.
This person was Chen Jiuyang.
Wu Xiuyuan smiled bitterly. "If I had known you were here, why would I have sent my family to Yanjing?"
The Yan Sheng Saber slowly flew into Chen Jiuyang's hand. He said, "I decided to go out and look around only after I learned of the death of the sword bearers."
"I didn't expect to gain something after all."
Upon clearly seeing Chen Jiuyang's face, the dozen or so people's pupils suddenly constricted.
"It's Chen Jiuyang!"
The leading Eastern Sun warrior's expression was filled with apprehension as he stared at Chen Jiuyang.
"Since he knows we are here, we must eliminate him. Otherwise, if the news leaks, it will affect the plan from above."
"Then kill him!"
The Eastern Sun warriors and the Lighthouse Country ability users communicated in English.
A pill was tossed into Wu Xiuyuan's hand.
"Take this to heal."
Wu Xiuyuan took the pill, his expression slightly dazed. He hesitated and asked, "Jiuyang, can you handle them alone?"
Chen Jiuyang glanced at him, then raised his gaze, his indifferent voice ringing out, "Wu Xiuyuan, who do you think I am?"
The next moment.
"Rumble!!!"
A giant hand with a cerulean body covered in black flames suddenly appeared, blocking out the sky and obscuring the faint moonlight. It directly enveloped these Eastern Sun warriors and Lighthouse Country ability users.
Chen Jiuyang's expression was calm. As he slowly made a fist, he casually said:
"These trash, what's the difference between killing them and killing ants?"
As his voice fell.
"Bang bang bang—"
Explosions sounded. These dozen or so enemies immediately tried to resist.
But they were grasped by this sky-obscuring giant hand, and then squeezed.
"Crack—"
Like chicks being crushed to death, the sound of bones breaking echoed, and wisps of blood splattered from between the fingers.
These dozen formidable enemies, who had nearly killed Wu Xiuyuan, met their tragic end in Chen Jiuyang's hands.
Wu Xiuyuan was stunned into a trance by the sight.
Then, an aura surpassing the Heavenly realm suddenly rose from a distance.
An old man in a kimono, holding a katana, spoke in Dragon Country dialect:
"I've actually caught a big fish."