"You two, with the Xuanyuan Order, rush to the Prison Spirit Abyss immediately and enter the Xuanyuan Dynasty's secret treasury!"
"Your subordinate obeys the King's command!"
The two knelt, received the order, and then left the hall.
Yang Hao looked back at the hall, "As for the court session below, let Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui preside in my stead!"
Saying that, Yang Hao descended from the throne and walked out of the hall.
In an instant, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui stood below the throne, listening to the regulations for governing all parties!
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West of Han Jia City in Yizhou, Han Dynasty, lies an endless Gobi desert. After the Lin Hu tribe was wiped out, the vast Gobi was devoid of human traces. Since news of the Xuanyuan Dynasty's secret treasury spread, this place has become the necessary route for martial artists within the Han Dynasty to travel to the Prison Spirit Abyss. As far as the eye can see, martial artists in twos and threes, or in groups, are rapidly heading west towards the faintly visible Prison Spirit Abyss. Southern Novel Network.
Han Jia City, at this moment, is vastly different from three years ago. In Han Jia City alone, there are five Grandmaster level powerhouses. Since Yang Hao proclaimed himself King and established the nation, he has been continuously focusing on the development of Han Jia City. This is the root of his Yang family and the foundation his father died defending.
For over a month, Yang Hao has been strengthening the development of Han Jia City, sending large quantities of elixirs to the Yang family clan. In just one month, three Grandmasters have emerged from the Yang family one after another, solidifying the Yang family's ancestral enterprise.
Moreover, the unwavering allegiance of the two major families of Shu Commandery, the Li and Zhang families, makes the Yang family an undisputed top force in Shu Commandery!
Gobi Desert west of Han Jia City, Yizhou, Han Dynasty.
Hee-la-la~~
Two powerful and resonant neighs echoed, reaching the ears of the many martial artists nearby. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man in a yellow robe, wearing a sable fur cap, with two Tiger Heaven Hooks strapped to his back, riding a Jingfan horse.
The other man was dressed in a gray long gown, with dark gold armor underneath, and two bamboo-jointed steel whips at his waist, riding a Baoyue Wulong steed.
The two exuded an imposing aura, chatting and laughing, leisurely traversing on their warhorses, unconcerned about the passage of time.
But these two horses were extraordinary. The vital energy emanating from them was already at the Innate realm. Galloping across the Gobi, they were like two streaks of light!
"Who are these two? I've never seen them before, nor heard of them. And the vitality of the warhorses beneath them is exceptionally strong!"
A thin black-clothed sword cultivator asked the person beside him.
"I'm not sure either. Since the Han Dynasty was founded, powerful individuals have emerged incessantly. I suspect they might be figures from other countries' clans and sects who have moved to our Han."
A man in a purple long gown shook his head, looking at the two riders, feeling their exceptional presence, unlike ordinary martial artists.
"I see the vitality of these two horses, extremely powerful. If we could capture them, they would be great tonics, surely allowing us to advance our cultivation by another significant step."
The black-clothed man said, licking his lips.
"You want to die, don't drag me down! Don't you look at where we are? This is the ancestral land of the Han King Yang family! How many Jinyiwei and Dongchang guards are here? If you want to die, I advise you to stay away from me."
The purple-robed man's eyelids twitched violently upon hearing the black-clothed man's words, making his scalp tingle with fear.
Since the guards and Jinyiwei permeated every corner of the Han Dynasty, there were no more incidents of wanton fighting and killing. The guards and Jinyiwei, hidden in the shadows, monitored every move of every martial artist, leading to a rapid improvement and stabilization of overall public order!
The King of Han's claws and teeth, living up to their name!
"Alas, I was just speaking in jest. Don't take it so seriously. Let alone the Jinyiwei and Dongchang guards, even those two on horseback, we likely wouldn't be a match for them!"
The black-clothed man tightened his grip on his long sword, a mischievous smile on his face.
"Alright! You son of a bitch are messing with me!"
"Take this!"
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"General Wang, at this speed, we should reach the Prison Spirit Abyss before dark. According to the intelligence provided by the Jinyiwei and Princess Hanyue of Loulan, the King of Chu is a master of the fifth level of the Divine Mansion. This Chu Kingdom has been lying in wait for ten thousand years, and I fear their true strength is not reflected in this intelligence!"
Yu Chi Gong looked at the faintly visible Prison Spirit Abyss in the distance, his brows furrowing.
"General Yu Chi, when enemies come, we'll block them; when water rises, we'll dam it. This Chu Kingdom is not simple, are we in the Han Dynasty just mud to be kneaded? Moreover, we have Loulan in front of us. They've been killing each other for thousands of years, and we don't need to worry about it!"
Wang Baobao's lips revealed a cruel and cold smile, his eyes filled with ruthlessness and iron will!
"General Wang is right. I have met Princess Hanyue of Loulan and her Grand Tutor, Elder Mei. They ventured deep into the Prison Spirit Abyss, not for the method of dynastic advancement, but for the corpse of the Xuanyuan Human King. I truly can't figure out their intentions."
"Even the three adults, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui, couldn't fathom it!"
Yu Chi Gong's face was grim, his brows tightly knitted. He felt that the journey to the Prison Spirit Abyss might not be so simple.
"General Yu Chi, why don't you tell me which forces we need to be wary of on this trip to the Prison Spirit Abyss?"
Wang Baobao turned his head. Since his summoning, he hadn't had time to learn about the world before eagerly awaiting Yang Hao's summons under the starry sky.
"General Wang, this expedition to the Prison Spirit Abyss is an unprecedented event in Tian Yue Island's ten thousand years of history. It has not only attracted various nations and sects, but also the Xian Yu Sect and the Dan Yun Cave Mansion from overseas."
"As for these forces and sects, we only need to be vigilant of the Chu Kingdom to the southwest. Based on the current information, only the King of Chu is in the Divine Mansion realm, and the rest is unknown. Even the Jinyiwei, after infiltrating Chu for over a month, could not penetrate its core. Therefore, we must not be deceived by Chu's facade."
"The Chu Kingdom has a heritage of ten thousand years, and its foundation is far superior to that of other nations. It cannot be underestimated!"
"The second is our destination, the Prison Spirit Abyss itself. This place is rampant with demonic beasts. There are at least ten demonic beasts that have reached the Gui Yuan realm and taken human form. As for demonic beasts in the Divine Mansion realm, there are no records yet. However, General Wang, within the Prison Spirit Abyss, there exists an ancient being that has spanned four thousand years. For thousands of years, no one has seen its majesty, and its strength is immeasurable!"
"However, from the roars heard earlier, the fluctuations of vital energy were far beyond mine!"
Yu Chi Gong said to Wang Baobao with a grave expression.
"Far beyond mine?"
Wang Baobao was shocked. Yu Chi Gong's cultivation realm was even stronger than his own, surpassing Yu Chi Gong's fifth level of Divine Mansion. Instantly, Wang Baobao felt that this journey might not be an easy one.