Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The millions of troops loyal to the Emperor arrived with great momentum, but were completely defeated in a short period of time, ending up being incorporated.

The imperial city's garrison witnessed the entire process.

Their mindset and understanding of Jun Wuxie underwent tremendous changes.

"Don't be deceived by the facade he deliberately puts on! He's doing this to intentionally send you the wrong information, undermine your fighting spirit, and trick you into trusting him! This person is cruel and vicious! Have you forgotten all the brutal things you used to know about him?"

The city-guarding general saw through the soldiers' thoughts and immediately warned them in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, he found that he received no response.

The soldiers' eyes clearly showed disbelief, filled with deep suspicion of the imperial court, and no longer showed any fighting spirit.

The city-guarding general was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames, but in the end, he fell silent.

He knew very well that morale had fallen to rock bottom and could not be boosted by words alone, unless there was a major reversal of the situation, which was impossible.

"I can only place my hope on the Emperor..."

The city-guarding general thought to himself, knowing that the Emperor would never sit still and wait for death.

With the few days he had gained, the Emperor would definitely find a way to find an opportunity to turn the tables.

The Emperor will never admit defeat!

......

Inside the city, a large number of merchants had already fled, and some cultivation families had emptied their treasure vaults, taking their entire clans away from the west gate of the imperial city without looking back.

Such a scene was like a great escape unfolding.

The west gate guards did not stop them. Those who fled were not only the cultivation families and commoners in the city, but also a large number of officials with their families, who also fled.

This made the imperial city even more panicked, but no one came forward to stop it.

Now, everyone in charge within the imperial city was overwhelmed, and many of the generals in the garrison came from those cultivation families or were direct relatives of certain officials.

If they didn't have the duty of guarding the city as soldiers, they would probably want to run away themselves. How could they intercept their family members in this situation?

Some people wanted to stop them, but they didn't dare.

They were worried that stopping these people, who would not participate in the battle to defend the dynasty, from leaving would lead to a mutiny in the army, which would only make the consequences more serious.

"How has our dynasty fallen to such a state..."

Some officials looked sad and heartbroken, feeling helpless about the current situation and the chaos that had occurred under heavy pressure.

Before this, they all believed in the cohesion of the dynasty and thought that they would work together to overcome difficulties.

As a result, when danger came, they saw a disorganized mess with no cohesion.

The people's hearts were scattered, and the army's morale was scattered.

At this moment, what they saw was a dynasty that was terminally ill, and the prosperity of the past was just a facade.

Before, there was no such test, and everyone did not see the problem.

They realized that even without Jun Wuxie leading troops to the city, it would not change the fact that the dynasty's social structure had already been crumbling.

In the end, it was still a lack of belonging.

People have no sense of belonging, no faith in the dynasty, and it is difficult to empathize. When faced with danger, they only consider themselves and their families. The rise and fall of the dynasty is not important to them. All they care about is whether they can survive.

......

Time passed slowly in the torment of the people in the imperial city.

Several days passed, and the imperial city was filled with sorrow, even more depressing than the previous days.

The entire city lacked vitality.

The imperial palace remained silent.

Since returning to the imperial palace that day, the Emperor Da Gan had not shown his face again, and no sound had even been transmitted.

Outside the city, in the middle of the endless fleet of rune-armored warships, An Ning pushed Prince Ning, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and looked quietly at the city.

They were both silent.

"Prince Ning, Princess, there has been no movement in the imperial palace for several days. I'm afraid they are playing some trick. Should we..."

A general stepped forward to advise.

"Don't be impatient, wait quietly, step back."

An Ning stopped the general from continuing.

"Yes."

The general took a few steps back and said nothing more.

In fact, many generals did not understand. It was clear that they could break through the imperial city at any time, so why give the opponent time?

Giving time was fine, but now it seemed that what the Emperor said a few days ago was clearly false, and he was probably planning something.

In this situation, why were Prince Ning and the Princess still unwilling to attack the city?

They wanted to ask, but they didn't dare.

At this moment, in the direction west of the imperial city, a stream of light streaked across the sky and landed in front of the city in an instant.

This was a group of cultivators wearing black Taoist robes. They looked like middle-aged people, each with a clear face and a somewhat immortal appearance.

The city-guarding soldiers of the west gate hurriedly opened the city gate and let them enter.

They recognized these black Taoist robes, which were the costumes of the Taiyi Sect of Hanzhou!

These people should be the strong men from the Taiyi Sect.

Their arrival at this time would be able to turn the tide and solve the crisis currently facing the imperial city, wouldn't it?

"It seems that our imperial city is saved. Jun Wuxie and Prince Ning will no longer be able to break through this city!"

The city-guarding general of the west gate showed a long-lost smile on his face, and the depression and haze in his heart these days were swept away.

The arrival of the people from the Taiyi Sect was only noticed by Jun Wuxie and Jing Ya outside the east gate of the imperial city.

These people reduced their flight altitude when approaching the area of the imperial city, so that the mountains within the imperial city blocked them.

Jun Wuxie and Jing Ya did not see them coming with their eyes, but sensed them with their divine sense.

"As I expected, to save time, the people from the three major sects did not travel together."

Jun Wuxie had long expected that the Emperor Da Gan was delaying time to wait for reinforcements from Hanzhou. It seemed that they had been in contact before, and the Emperor Da Gan knew that those strong men would arrive within a few days.

"I told An Ning not to stop Prince Ning and to let the Emperor Da Gan delay time, firstly to resolve Prince Ning's knot, and secondly to wait for the rabbit and wait for the strong men from Hanzhou to come here."

"Do you want to establish your prestige?"

Aunt Jing saw through his thoughts, "You already have enough prestige in Biancheng and the surrounding areas, but here, there is still only the prestige of the royal family. They have even been constantly spreading false news about you in recent years, smearing your image. Therefore, you need to establish your prestige, carry out deterrence, and also use this to gather popular support?"

"Aunt Jing is really ice and snow smart and exquisite, seeing through my thoughts at a glance."

"Glib tongue." Jing Ya smiled lightly, pointed her finger at his forehead, and then looked at the area where the imperial palace was located in the city, and said: "Nine people from the Taiyi Sect, eight half-step Saint Emperors from the Tenth Heaven of Ancient Legends to Quasi-Mythical Realm, and one half-step Saint Emperor who has just entered the Mythical Realm. These people who have come this time are enough to show that their will to kill you is extremely firm. It is extremely difficult for such a sect to produce a mythical figure. They should be sealed from a certain era to the present. The number of such people is extremely small and they usually do not leave the sect easily."

"Since coming to the Upper Realm, I have never fought against a mythical-level powerhouse who is so much higher in realm. Today is a good opportunity to try."

Jun Wuxie's words revealed ease and confidence.

Although there is a huge difference in realm, he has an absolute advantage in terms of talent and growth intensity. The Second Heaven of the Ten Directions Mythical Realm is a whole major realm higher than the initial entry into the Mythical Realm!

Furthermore, he also has the Dou Character Secret, which can instantly increase his realm by ten minor levels and make the effect of the Dou Character Secret permanent.

He also has powerful defensive supernatural powers, a powerful physical body, and a sublimation secret technique superposition limit that far exceeds that of true qi practitioners.

With just these, he is full of confidence in himself, not to mention the Necromancy Dao Technique.

"Wuxie, you must not underestimate the enemy. Mythical-level half-step Saint Emperors are not at the same level as those half-step Saint Emperors you killed a few days ago. They are many times stronger. Aunt Jing knows your abilities, but after all, the realm is too different, so you must be careful. If it is difficult to win in battle, don't force it and let Aunt Jing help you, okay?"

Jing Ya's eyes were full of worry.

Below the Saint Emperor Realm, as long as one does not enter the Mythical Realm, Jun Wuxie can kill them all at will, completely crushing them.

But the situation is different when encountering a mythical-level opponent.

Mythical-level powerhouses, not to mention the difference in talent and growth compared to those below the Mythical Realm, just the superposition limit of the sublimation secret technique is dozens of times that of cultivators below the Mythical Realm!

"Aunt Jing, don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion."

Jun Wuxie held her soft, slender hand and comforted her.