That vixen is all righteous, luckily I am one too.

Chapter 5: Sister's coming to find you right now!

Dragon Rising Island is one of the few neutral zones in the Xuanhuang Continent. After the Great Cataclysm, it was one of the first places to emerge with spiritual energy, and it was named for its spiritual energy resembling a dragon soaring through the nine heavens.

Today, this island, located in the northern part of the Enlightenment Realm and covering hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, has become a buffer zone between humans, demons, and orcs under the arbitration of the Skywing Clan.

With the central axis of Longxing Island as the dividing line, the southern part is Jiang Wanzhao's sphere of influence.

That night, in the camp where banners were waving, the originally orderly footsteps suddenly became rapid, and the sound of cannon fire filled the air.

As lights came on in one of the barracks, four figures silently took their seats at the four corners.

"Mr. Jin, you've come very eagerly!"

"If we don't do something soon, we'll leave nothing behind." Jin Yunting stroked his gray beard, his gaze sweeping over the three of them: "Our commander has been living a secluded life in recent years, and it's quite a feat for him to personally come here..."

No, it's not that she's just dragged her increasingly weakened body here; such an opportunity to bring her down from her pedestal is rare.

"I'm old, Ding Shixun, your cultivation is over for this lifetime, Lao Wang, you might fall from the Saint Realm at any time, and Xiao Liu, how long can you keep quiet about all those despicable things you've done?"

Jin Yunting leaned forward slightly: "If we don't seize such a good opportunity, when will we?"

Ding Shixun smiled and said, "You're right. We followed her through countless battles, only to be betrayed in the end. All our hard work has turned us into pawns. What hope do we have left?"

Wang Ze nodded in agreement, then asked with some concern, "But she's skilled in the arts of time, what about our plan...?"

"How could that be?" Liu Baiyan scoffed. "Although we've wanted to do this for a while, the Demon Seed sent a secret message yesterday saying she's no longer at her peak. So strictly speaking, we only started preparing to make our move last night. What defenses could she possibly have?"

"This kind of scheme should be swift, ruthless, and meticulous." Jin Yunting took a sip of his drink: "What respectable person would plan and lay out such a scheme so early on? It would have been exposed long ago!"

"I certainly wouldn't do that in something this important. Would you do it?"

"I won't do it."

"Back then, the last emperor of the previous dynasty hanged himself from a tree, and foreign tribes took the opportunity to invade the capital. Full of confidence, they invited the Chief to a treacherous banquet. The Chief led his men there, made a plan the night before, and led eight hundred men to storm the palace and slaughter everyone in the early hours of the next day. He became the Chief on the third day. His main strategy was to use a fast and slow blade. How could the foreign tribes have any chance to react?"

"Exactly." Ding Shixun clapped his hands and laughed. "Planning something like this, isn't it just about inviting people to dinner, holding a meeting, and what we're doing now?"

"That's right." Jin Yunting poured himself another glass. "When I think about what I'm about to do, I feel like an idiot. She's like the foreign chieftain she was back then, how could she possibly think I'm an idiot?"

"Hahaha……"

Amidst hearty laughter, the four clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

"I can't trust the Demon Race, but with the Skywing Clan as a backup, it can't be too bad." Jin Yunting put down his wine cup. "The grand formation we've been working on in cooperation with the Vampire Race is almost ready. The Demon Race's coordinated actions have forced her to transfer her core members away again, and now her strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be. There's no better opportunity than this..."

"Gentlemen, the cabinet is waiting for our good news."

Listening to the sounds of gunfire outside and the report that the hotel had been reduced to ruins, Wang Ze poured himself another glass: "To the future, to our descendants."

Just as the four were about to clink glasses again, there was a sudden silence outside. A guard at the door quickly spoke up: "It's the Chief of Staff!"

The four people inside instinctively shrank back, and the wine in their glasses spilled onto their hands.

Jin Yunting gritted his teeth and slammed the wine cup in his hand to the ground: "Get ready to attack!"

The other three quickly disappeared into the night. Jin Yunting turned his head to look at the map and sneered.

"Isn't it a huge waste for you to use such a beautiful land?"

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The night was as dark as ink, dotted with stars, and the continuous sounds of gunfire fell into a brief silence the moment Jiang Wanzhao rose from the hotel ruins.

"Cai Taixian, you actually betrayed us!?"

Tang Yao, who followed her out of the basement, stared at a figure in the distance with a gloomy expression.

No wonder a heavily guarded place like the mech hangar was blown up without a trace.

No wonder the Divine Machine Battalion turned the cannons around so easily.

Tang Yao quickly glanced at Cai Taixian and the others who were leading the group... They did not show any signs of being controlled or hypnotized by the demon species!

Furthermore, it's impossible for demons to infiltrate the camp silently, so...

The entire army that the commander-in-chief brought has defected!?

Moreover, for this negotiation with the demon race, the chief brought a total of ten Saint Realm experts. Apart from the three who were sent out some time ago, the remaining seven have completely disappeared!

They've all betrayed us?

"Liu Ying, find a chance to take the Chief of Staff and leave first; we'll cover the rear!"

Tang Yao instantly abandoned her determination to charge. If the army had betrayed them, so be it. What if they colluded with foreign tribes from within? The situation would be even more difficult.

The chief engineer absolutely cannot have any problems.

"Liu Ying? Liu Ying!"

Not receiving a response, Tang Yao suddenly turned her head and saw Liu Ying staring at Jiang Wanzhao in the sky, her expression... gradually relaxing.

"Hey!" Tang Yao emphasized.

Liu Ying looked at Tang Yao and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen today. The Chief is a Time Orderer."

After speaking, Liu Ying looked up at Jiang Wanzhao under the silent night sky again, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

The commander, whose mind is not quite right, wants to see the long-dead Li Xingzhou. To this end, he wants to use a blood sacrifice to bring in the rebels to activate the dragon spirit power of Longxing Island. It must have taken a lot of effort to lure the rebels into this trap...

Is all this trouble really just for a sip of vinegar to make a plate of dumplings?

In the silence, Jiang Wanzhao, dressed in a scholar's robe and military robe, walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back.

The evening breeze ruffled her loose black hair, and her eyes looked down at the sky. Although her gaze was calm, it carried an imposing air of dominance.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Putting everything else aside, Jiang Wanzhao is the first sage in the Enlightenment Realm to awaken and has yet to suffer a defeat!

Therefore, the rebels couldn't help but feel fear the moment they saw her.

"What are you all standing there for? Open fire!"

Cai Taixian gritted his teeth and gave the order. He was well aware of Jiang Wanzhao's prestige, but he also knew that Jiang Wanzhao was no longer at his peak. According to the demon race, Jiang Wanzhao could now only use one-tenth of his strength!

Besides, we've already come this far. Whether we retreat or not, it's all the same. What difference does it make?

After nearly a minute of silence, the flames surged forth again, all heading straight for Jiang Wanzhao in the sky.

The air was screaming.

A surge of metal, energy, and spirituality created a vacuum within a kilometer radius, and the sonic boom was crushed by an even more violent roar.

Gun barrels spat fire, and floating turrets rose from the shadows, their spinning hums creating a bloodthirsty symphony.

Different colored spirit-shattering bullets roared into the sky from afar and then roared down from the heavens, weaving together a net that left no blind spots.

At the heart of the network, Jiang Wanzhao never stopped for a moment.

She remained standing with her hands behind her back, her calm eyes scanning the surroundings as if to confirm something.

When the first wave of spiritual energy blasts reached half a meter in front of her, it was as if she had crashed into a 'disassembly plant,' spinning, disintegrating, and then returning to its original shape.

Metal, spiritual energy, gunpowder, a certain type of array...

The Soul-Shattering Bullet, which whistled through the clouds, should have easily created a kill radius of more than ten kilometers, but when it touched the invisible domain in front of Jiang Wanzhao, it strangely decomposed into hundreds and thousands of raw materials.

But this is not decomposition, but rather 'backtracking'.

By retracing back through the dimension of time, the weapon can be taken back to the moment before it was assembled into a powerful combat force.

And so, they completely fell silent.

More firepower joined the grand feast of besieging Jiang Wanzhao, tracking the pale trails left by the shattered spirit bullets, and the silent, distorted space caused by the convergence of spiritual energy and laser beams...

Jiang Wanzhao finally beckoned with her finger, and the space within a hundred-meter radius centered on her froze.

All the bullets were trapped in a quagmire where time stood still, converging around her to create a spectacular scene.

The rebels began to realize the fear.

Dozens of commanders, led by Cai Taixian, watched this scene from afar, their eyes filled with fear, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

Didn't they say that Jiang Wanzhao's strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be?

This is what they call one in ten surviving?!

Cai Taixian clenched his hands tightly, suddenly realizing that he was still very young, so young that he could only understand Jiang Wanzhao's strength from outdated and blurry images or records of the past.

What we learn from that is far less than one ten-thousandth of what we are witnessing with our own eyes right now!

"Commander Cai, this..."

"Concentrate the remaining energy and fire!"

Cai Taixian let out a low growl, his eyes unconsciously drifting in several directions. Jin Yunting and those old fogies definitely knew Jiang Wanzhao's strength, but even so, they still brazenly launched a rebellion, which meant that everything was under control...

At the command, the rebels gathered their remaining energy and fired a volley!

The darkness was instantly illuminated.

Tang Yao moved closer to Liu Ying and said in a humble voice, "Have you looked enough? You should give me back the binoculars. Let me look for a while, okay?"

"You've been by the Chief of Staff's side for so many years, how many years have I been? I've never even seen the Chief of Staff truly make a move. Let me watch for a bit... Hey, don't try to steal it!"

In the distance, Jiang Wanzhao took her first step in the air.

The bullets that had been hovering around her and had already disintegrated instantly reassembled, becoming weapons she had tamed, and returned the way they came.

The spiritual power surging from her body caused all the defense devices to malfunction!

Boom boom boom—

The torrent of metal, flames, and spiritual energy completely illuminated the night sky. Jiang Wanzhao walked steadily through the air, facing the scorching fire waves and the ripples of space, as if strolling in an indifferent rain.

The hem of the civil and military robes fluttered, spotless.

Finally, all the roaring sounds disappeared into the night, and Jiang Wanzhao stopped.

Beneath her feet lay only the earth, plowed countless times and ablaze with fire.

Cai Taixian struggled to crawl out of the ruins. All he could see were broken walls and rubble, but strangely, not only were the bodies relatively intact, but even the few survivors were not missing any limbs...

Watching this scene, Cai Taixian tried to console himself, thinking that the Chief of Staff's strength had indeed declined. Not only could he not control the returning barrage of bullets, but even the reassembled weapons could not unleash their full power...

So... does Jin Yong and his team really have a chance?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Jiang Wanzhao in the sky casually waved his hand, causing the earth to crack open and completely revealing a blood-red array hidden beneath it, and...

Seven figures, separated by great distances and standing at different points in the formation!

At this moment, the great formation is rapidly absorbing the blood of tens of thousands of wounded and killed soldiers!

"Liu Ying, your third master has betrayed us too!"

Tang Yao glanced at Liu Ying, who responded with an "Oh." After all, the saints brought by the Chief were nowhere to be found, so it was easy to guess.

Liu Ying looked at the seven crimson pillars of light that soared into the sky and surrounded the commander-in-chief. The crimson color faintly resembled a dragon soaring into the heavens, somewhat similar to the blood pool in the basement.

She just didn't quite understand what the Third Master and the others' reasons were for betraying them.

She watched silently as the night was stained blood-red, and surging dragon energy rose into the sky from the basement. Pairs of dragon eyes, filled with oppressive power, were like a giant cage, gazing down at Jiang Wanzhao in the center.

The entire Longxing Island seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Everyone leave here. Tengxiang Guard is under martial law outside the island."

Jiang Wanzhao's voice rang in their ears, and Tang Yao and the others led their personal guards away without hesitation.

This is the battlefield under the command of the Chief of Staff!

Furthermore, since the chief's close associates are not far away, it is not impossible for them to take the initiative to attack!

In mid-air, Jiang Wanzhao looked down at the nearest crimson pillar of light, and Jin Yunting involuntarily lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Ding Shixun glared angrily at the old man Jin Yunting, then looked up at Jiang Wanzhao, his voice carrying for miles: "General... Jiang Wanzhao, you are strong, but today is your death day. You found us too late!"

Jiang Wanzhao shifted her gaze to the increasingly solidified blood dragon, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips, completely disregarding Ding Shixun and the others.

These people were nothing more than blood sacrifices who exposed their own weaknesses and were then hooked.

Ding Shixun gritted his teeth, his fear turning into anger due to Jiang Wanzhao's disregard. He roared, "Jiang, not to mention me, let's talk about Elder Jin and the others. They fought alongside you in the Qiming Realm of the New World for decades, braving mountains of knives and seas of fire. Now that you've become the undisputed Chief, you've put on airs."

"Why do you treat us with empty titles? Why do you expect us to be treated like us, the old humans who survived the Great Cataclysm but have no qualifications for cultivation, and even try to make them enter the realm..."

"Shut the fuck up!" Jin Yunting interrupted Ding Shixun. "What nonsense are you spouting, you idiot!"

Ding Shixun was stunned for a moment before realizing that his gaze had unknowingly drifted to his toes...

Jin Yunting glared at Ding Shixun angrily. Had he even forgotten that he was a rebel? Didn't he even know the banners that rebels should use?

Useless thing!

Jin Yunting took a deep breath and stared up at Jiang Wanzhao: "Jiang Wanzhao, you are a traitor, you are opportunistic, and you are colluding with foreign powers!"

You should never have, absolutely never, gone to the God of Wisdom to submit to the system, allowing people to be controlled by it, to be helped by it... no, to make them its slaves!

Jin Yunting raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Wanzhao: "We will never become beings enslaved by other races!"

You betrayed your country for personal gain. Today, don't blame us for showing no mercy and using our own lives to borrow the dragon energy of Dragon Rising Island to forge the Dragon-Suppressing Lock and slay the traitor!

"Dragon-Suppressing Lock..."

Jin Yunting shouted, but the next second he saw Jiang Wanzhao gently raise her hand.

The battle begins!

The crimson array devoured flesh and blood, soaring straight into the sky. The blood dragon roared to the heavens, the wind and clouds changed color, and space shattered.

Jin Yunting and the others' expressions changed drastically.

Jiang Wanzhao looked delighted.

Become!

"Wait here, your sister is coming to find you..."

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