Bronze Mountain and River Diagram, Bronze Realm!

Tang Ying’s repeated calls spurred many of the city’s martial artists into action. Several young masters at the bone pattern realm rushed toward Qin Huai. Yet, before they could even take their first steps, streaks of blood light were faster, pouncing onto their faces. In an instant, they were blasted into oblivion.

A handful of more seasoned martial artists reacted more prudently to Tang Ying’s provocation. Instead of advancing, they retreated. A casino manager even warned his nephew, “Kid, we shouldn’t involve ourselves in such matters.”

“Why?” his nephew asked.

“Do you know who Tang Ying is? Even he’s struggling to deal with this person. If we intervene, wouldn’t we be seeking our own death?”

While they were discussing this, Qin Huai had already wreaked havoc down the entire street of gambling dens, which were quite common around the city pass.

“Close the city gates!” Tang Ying roared. His furious voice reverberated for hundreds of meters, the force of it causing some spectators to bleed from their various orifices.

In Qin Huai’s sight, the thick city wall began to close slowly under the efforts of numerous martial artists operating rotating gears. Undeterred, Qin Huai pressed forward, summoning a gust of wind beneath his feet that lifted him off the ground. Effortlessly, he strode atop the ancient city walls as if walking on level ground.

Bang!

With a loud boom, Qin Huai soared into the sky like a grand roc spreading its wings, taking in the sweeping view of the city tower and its surroundings. Hundreds of Qingzhou guards, armed with spears, stood on the city walls and the periphery of the outer city. Atop the city tower, a burly man in green armor, a red feather attached to his helmet, locked eyes with Qin Huai. Grinning, the burly man said, “Second Master Tang, I’ll lend you a hand!”

Boom!

The green-armored man shot into the air, supported by a phantom of a featherless eagle demon beneath his feet. The man was a guard general at the visceral prefecture realm.

Qin Huai frowned at the sight of the eagle demon phantom. Generally, the carcasses of fiendish demons were highly valued in the visceral prefecture realm. If refined into the organs, they could imbue demonic traits when activating the guardian spirit item. It was common to see those with wings, tough armor, and horns — but these were usually living phenomena that disappeared after death. action

However, people like Tang Xinglong, who sprouted wings only after death, were a peculiar anomaly. This, coupled with the information he had received from the chef and the strange impression held by the higher-ups of various large sects in Qingzhou City about Tang Xinglong, aroused his suspicions.

Many speculated that the gray-winged roc, which had been refined into Tang Xinglong’s dantian, had influenced his physical constitution and lineage. Some even suggested that Tang Xinglong had attained the visceral prefecture realm. They suggested that his post-death transformation was caused by an infection from a great demon’s blood, hinting at an unusually high ‘degree of fusion’. While a few sect masters had proposed a blood test to validate his innocence, there was no conclusive explanation.

As for Tang Ying, his hesitation to reveal his gray wings in public could be interpreted as an admission of guilt. Moreover, since he also possessed the wings of a gray-winged roc, revealing them might attract unnecessary trouble.

However, the general guarding the city was quite brazen, openly spreading his black feathers.

Dozens of black lights arose from the ground and rushed towards Qin Huai. Qin Huai, suspended in the air, quickly rolled and dove into the black light.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion as airwaves surged around him. Sparks flew, and clanging noises echoed as the black feathers pierced Qin Huai’s skin, causing blood to rain down from the sky. The city guard general sneered at Qin Huai’s seemingly suicidal charge. “You’re asking for death!” he gloated. His task was merely to delay Qin Huai, not to defeat him. With Second Master Tang in hot pursuit, he didn’t need to make a considerable effort to claim credit.

However, as Qin Huai came within inches of the general, he suddenly sprawled onto the city gate tower. Now separated by a few meters, both men eyed each other cautiously.

In response to the bright white light that Qin Huai emitted, the general unleashed a flurry of black feathers, like a dark tide surging into the sky. Yet, Qin Huai retaliated with his poison dragon shock, which created a white streak of light that tore the black tide apart.

With the sounds of explosions echoing, Tang Ying, who was following behind, crashed down with a thunderous thud. He was now less than three meters away from Qin Huai.

“Hey, it’s over!” Tang Ying said with a wicked smile, his terrifying fist glowing with a faint aura of death.

However, Qin Huai remained calm, keeping his gaze fixed on the city guard general. He unleashed a punch, a green light illuminating it and encapsulating the city guard general as if it were mountains and rivers.

“Bronze mountain and river diagram, bronze realm!”

The city gate tower was shattered by the force of Tang Ying’s punch, bricks and tiles flying everywhere. The city guards standing nearby were caught in the collateral damage, with many blasted apart. Bones and blood sprayed in all directions.

Yet, Qin Huai and the city guard general, the intended targets, had mysteriously vanished from the city gate tower as if evaporated.

“Milord, look at your feet,” a brave guard shouted.

Looking down, Tang Ying saw the place where the city guard general had once stood, now replaced by a bronze carving board depicting mountains, rivers, and cities. However, the scenery on the bronze plate felt eerily familiar — it resembled Qingzhou.

With a frustrated roar, Tang Ying punched the ground.

Boom!

The city gate tower cracked like a spider web, rubble cascading down. Even the soldiers closest to the impact struggled to maintain their footing.