"Cough! Cough!"

A fit of coughing sounded, and Jiang Chen slowly woke up.

"Young Jiang, are you alright?"

Hu Yiqiu looked at Jiang Chen nervously.

"I... I seem to have heard the calls of Jing Yi, Lin Lin, Yu Wan, Elder Long, and Hu Zi!"

Jiang Chen felt his mind was muddled and not completely clear.

"Haha, you kid, such good fortune, to have an epiphany here!"

Zhu Tianming chuckled softly.

"An epiphany? Indeed, a great fortune!"

A muttering voice sounded, and an old man seated next to Zhu Tianming spoke gently.

All the unconscious people had woken up; those sitting remained seated, those standing remained standing, and those lying on the ground stayed lying on the ground, as if nothing had happened just moments ago, as if they themselves were unaware they had been unconscious for a moment.

At this moment, on Yuan Star, Southern Maniac Mountain, Beihan Island, people felt they had a dream, a very real dream, but everyone distinctly felt that they were just dreaming!

"An epiphany?"

Jiang Chen stood up and touched his cheek, finding no imagined tears on it.

Momentarily surprised, Jiang Chen slightly furrowed his brow.

An epiphany? Really?

"General Zhao, this subordinate didn’t know it was you, didn’t know it was you! This subordinate is damnable, begging General Zhao for mercy!"

Suddenly, an anguished cry sounded, and everyone looked toward the vice-general Lin lying on the ground.

Jiang Chen blinked, unable to understand what was happening, constantly feeling he had dreamt about many people, though now was not the time to dwell on dreams. He glanced at vice-general Lin, then raised his head to look at Zhao Buzu.

Seeing Jiang Chen with no unusual behavior, Zhao Buzu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in his chair, and looked coldly at vice-general Lin: "Didn’t know? Haha! Yet you dare ask me to spare your life? You’re a dignified vice-general of the Canglan Army, while I am but a convicted rebel in your eyes; perhaps it is I who should ask you to spare my life?"

"Rebel!?"

The three old men beside Zhu Tianming were suddenly stunned and instantly enraged!

"Scoundrel!"

An old man shouted angrily and slapped fiercely at vice-general Lin.

Bang!

A rush of air burst, and vice-general Lin was directly obliterated into a mist of blood scattered to the ground.

The other five vice-generals’ expressions all changed, they looked at Si Wenkang, seeing Si Wenkang without a hint of reaction, and had to shut their mouths.

Calling the Dragon Battle Army Commander a rebel—it’s definitely a matter of life and death!

At this time, whoever dared to oppose it, would surely die!

"Everyone!"

Not even glancing at vice-general Lin’s mist of blood, Si Wenkang raised his head to look at the other five vice-generals of the Canglan Army: "I have investigated the matter concerning Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen fought a life-and-death battle against Lin Jianghuan, killed Lin Jianghuan, Lin Zhong stealthily stationed outside the Gold-devouring Rat Clan for two months, waited until Jiang Chen and his friends were out of the boundary, and followed them all the way to the forest periphery, attempting to kill Jiang Chen, but was killed by Jiang Chen’s Shattered Path!"

"Shattered Path!?"

Everyone was shocked, all looking at Jiang Chen.

Hu Yiqiu said nervously: "Young Jiang, you shattered the Great Dao?! Which path? Was the Great Dao’s foundation unharmed?"

"Master, don’t worry, I’m fine!"

Jiang Chen chuckled, shaking his head: "I shattered the Path of Ice, during an encounter in the Abandoned Plains, due to some fortuitous circumstances, I detached the Path of Ice. A predecessor helped to fuse the power of the Great Dao’s origin into the Ice Void Needle combat technique, and with the boost from this power from the Great Dao’s origin, I managed to ambush and counter-kill Lin Zhong."

"Predecessor? Which predecessor?"

An assistant commander of the Canglan Army frowned, speaking up. He found it hard to believe Jiang Chen killed Lin Zhong, if it was indeed Jiang Chen who killed him, then Lin Zhong brought about his own destruction, but if not, after so many years as fellow soldiers, there should at least be justice.

"This predecessor, do I need to tell you about everyone I know?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the assistant commander indifferently, and turned to look at Si Wenkang: "Does His Highness the Crown Prince know about the predecessor in the ruins of the Central Region’s dilapidated city in the Abandoned Plains?"

"I know, she was the one who sensed the Path of Ice and once..."

Si Wenkang glanced at Zhao Buzu, chuckling: "General Zhao once pursued her, but she didn’t pay any attention."

"Hey, hey, hey, we’re talking about Lin Zhong’s matter, why bring me into it?"

Zhao Buzu glared at Si Wenkang, his expression becoming awkward.

Everyone understood at once, and several assistant commanders of the Canglan Army no longer harbored doubts.

The one pursued by Zhao Buzu, truly is a senior among seniors; assisting a cultivator at the Divine Infant Realm to create a technique capable of killing those at the Unity Realm Stage, that’s a piece of cake!

"Enough! This matter ends here."

Si Wenkang gently proclaimed, turning to Zhao Buzu: "General Zhao, your side..."

"This time, while stationed at the Extraterritorial Battlefield, I will take the soldiers of the Dragon Battle Army with me, those still at the Integration Realm Peak will continue to stay in the Canglan Army, those above the Saint level, I’ll take them all away!"

Zhao Buzu’s face darkened, dissatisfiedly glancing at Si Wenkang: "Back in the day, I left these old brothers behind for you so that you’d manage the Canglan Army more conveniently, and what did you govern? Distorting black and white, domineering and oppressive; is this how the Canglan Army should be? With this going on, might as well call it quits!"

The moment these words were spoken, the five assistant commanders of the Canglan Army all changed their expressions, a touch of panic in their eyes.

Jiang Chen, however, was surprised as he looked at Zhao Buzu; the black-robed teacher is something else, daring to call himself ’I’ in front of the Crown Prince? No wonder it was said that only Si Family members were spared, anyone else could be killed! Amazing!

"Why stare? This kid here used to be my student, your senior, only didn’t want you feeling too dependent and arrogant. Didn’t expect you to be so proud, you’re almost bullied to death.

That damn Spirit Sword Sect, damn Qingyang Sect—what the hell are they? Send a Semi-Saint to hunt you, a Saint to hunt you, even send a Saint Monarch to block you, yet you didn’t think to ask for help from me; am I not even your teacher in your eyes?"

Zhao Buzu glared at Jiang Chen, ranting.

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed.

"Back then, a unified continent once agreed upon rules, one of which was that conflicts below the Semi-Saint level should be handled within that level, conflicts above the Semi-Saint level should not involve those below."

Slaughter King glanced at Si Wenkang, frowning: "Wenkang, doesn’t the Eastern Region abide by these rules anymore? As it stands, would the various Saint Monarchs dispatching to wipe out other families mean imminent annihilation?"

"Uncle King of Slaughter, I’ve failed to govern properly!"

Si Wenkang sighed, speaking softly.

"Could it be someone’s guidance in secret?"

The God of War quietly spoke: "If not for someone’s guidance, those people wouldn’t dare break the continent-wide consensus rules!"

Si Wenkang’s expression slightly changed but avoided talking about it. Seeing this, the God of War and others didn’t pursue the topic further.