"Then kill."

Lin Jingxuan nodded with utmost seriousness.

He always had a gentle and refined demeanor, like a noble gentleman, his clothes fluttering, giving people a feeling of a spring breeze.

But today, his tone carried a faint hint of murderous intent.

In the past, it was because the time was not yet ripe.

As a commander, as a legion commander, he needed to minimize and suppress his emotions.

But now, with the empire in retreat, the time to hit the drowning dog had come.

The death of his teacher, Li Shutong, the hatred of Great Xia’s downfall, all surged in his heart.

Lin Jingxuan waved his large hand.

The Luo Book unfolded before him.

This scroll-like Original Dao Soldier expanded with the wind, transforming into a long scroll of mountains and rivers spanning thousands of miles in the blink of an eye!

"Kill, turn the world upside down!"

Wei Qing’s arm had been repaired, and now that he had fused with the Heart of the Original Daoist Demon God, his aura and killing power were even more terrifying than Lin Jingxuan’s.

As his momentum climbed, a massive black and red demonic form appeared behind him!

With every gesture, it threatened to tear the world apart, causing rivers of blood to flow!

The full momentum of the two Tier Nine Ultimates ignited the blood of the Combat Spirit Contract Masters from Great Xia North County.

"Kill!"

They surged together, flowing into the long scroll unfolded by Lin Jingxuan.

In the next instant, the horizon felt just an arm’s length away.

...

In the direction of the Imperial Knight Order.

Many knights were dejected, frustrated by their failure to achieve anything this time.

Without making achievements, they could not advance their knight level or receive more gifts from the Knight’s Code.

Women, wealth, power.

These were things only upper-rank knights could possess.

"Such a pity, if we could capture North County, we could slaughter the Great Xia people and seize their wealth and women."

"I’ve heard their women can become contracted spirits, far more delicate than women of the empire."

"Do you know why we withdrew?"

"Who knows? Maybe the higher-ups made a deal. Perhaps they signed some unequal treaty and ceded more land to us."

Limited by their realm, they hadn’t seen the awe-inspiring scene of a sword breaking Dawn, and didn’t know the real reason for the withdrawal.

Louis XVII, in order to stabilize morale, hadn’t explained much to them.

Imperial knights were endowed with unparalleled confidence and pride, whether on the alien race battlefield or in human internal strife.

Wherever the long sword of the Imperial Knight Order and its iron hooves went, everything was conquered.

The arrogant conquerors were still lost in their fantasies of returning for vengeance.

The knight who had just spoken suddenly had his head explode out of nowhere, like a watermelon bursting open, splattering contents onto the faces of his nearby companions.

At this moment, a voice filled with coldness, like a demon from hell, echoed in their ears.

"I’m not ceding shit!"

As soon as the words left, a terrifying black and red demonic flame ignited amidst the knights.

In the blink of an eye, the squad belonging to the Templar Order was slaughtered to the last!

Wei Qing’s frenzied pupils were filled with a sea of blood. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

He suddenly looked up toward the sky.

"You shouldn’t have come after us." Louis XVII stood in mid-air, looking down at the crowd below.

His expression was slightly cold.

His tone was still full of arrogant superiority.

"The empire withdrew only because it didn’t want to waste any more time. Continuing this fight would only lead to mutual destruction, allowing other forces to benefit as fishermen."

In other words, I’m not afraid of you, just unwilling to keep fighting you. There’s no good for either side if we continue fighting, don’t be senseless.

"Breaking through to Tier Nine means you should have some brain to understand the issue at hand. I..."

Before Louis XVII could finish his words,

a blood-red and black silhouette charged at him at high speed.

With a cold snort, Louis XVII grasped the cross greatsword upright in front of him.

In the next second,

with a booming explosion, a fist-sized hole was forcibly punched through the blade of the knight’s greatsword.

"Bastard, you!"

Louis XVII’s voice, filled with shock and anger, had just echoed when he once again got entangled with Wei Qing. The two clashed intensely, moving further away, soon disappearing from sight.

At this moment, the rest of the Great Xia people arrived belatedly.

"What happened just now? I think I heard Senior Brother curse," Han Zhan asked, observing the scattered debris of flesh and blood after teleporting through the River Map and Luo Book.

Lin Jingxuan’s voice came from the River Map and Luo Book:

"Imperial Leader Louis XVII said Wei Qing had a brain and wanted to talk to him."

"..."

With so many people around, Han Zhan had to restrain himself from blurting out the words "stupid ass."

It’s the first time hearing someone say a close combat martial artist, especially a Tier Nine one, has brains.

Are you sure it’s brains and not just a head full of muscles?

Ignoring the duel between Louis XVII and Wei Qing, more and more Great Xia Spirit Contract Masters emerged from the River Map and Luo Book.

Another sword light descended from above.

Antonio, the Imperial Sword, looked at the crowd expressionlessly.

Another Tier Nine Imperial Knight.

The empire had a total of three Tier Nine Ultimates, the strongest one being the Knight’s Code.

On Great Xia’s side, Wei Qing faced one, Lin Jingxuan faced another, leaving one Imperial Tier Nine Ultimate unchallenged.

This was also the reason why the empire withdrew yet remained confident.

Han Zhan suddenly extended his hand to stop Lin Jingxuan from stepping out of the River Map and Luo Book.

"Second Senior Brother, leave him to me."

"Can you manage?" Lin Jingxuan asked.

"A man can’t say he can’t." Facing a Tier Nine Ultimate, Han Zhan still had the mood to crack a joke, "Second Senior Brother, teleport us somewhere away from the battlefield."

Han Zhan insisted, and Lin Jingxuan said nothing more. He chose to trust him.

A golden light appeared under their feet.

Just as Antonio was about to make a move, he felt the world spinning around him. When it stabilized, he was in an unfamiliar place.

Beside him was only Han Zhan.

Antonio lowered his eyes, "You’re just a Tier Eight Spirit Contract Master. Who gave you the courage to fight me?"

He was the illustrious Imperial Sword, not some random nobody.

No matter how extraordinary his opponent was, the gap in realm was insurmountable.

"Since you’re bent on courting death, I’ll send you on your way."

As Antonio’s words fell, he reached to grasp beside him with his right hand.

Then, he grabbed at nothing.

Antonio: "?"

Where’s my sword?

Seeing this sight, Han Zhan couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Second Senior Brother might seem silent, but his bias was painfully obvious.

If the Imperial Sword has no sword, can it still be called the Imperial Sword?

"Absurd."

Antonio’s voice carried anger. How long had it been since someone dared mock him like this?

"Do you think this can target me?"

As Antonio spoke, his head slightly lowered.

When he raised it again, grey-white light surged from his eyes.

He formed his fingers into a sword.

A grey-white long sword, formed entirely of pure sword intent, appeared beside him!